Chapter 46: History Will Tell

One, two...... The blood-dripping corpses were carried onto the carriage, and in and around Fushun City, the exhausted soldiers, dragging their heavy steps, carried the corpses on the battlefield, some were only fragments of corpses, which would have been impossible to distinguish between the enemy's and their own, and for the soldiers, the only way to distinguish between friend and foe might be the style of the boots on the corpse, or the color of the military uniform.

"It's over!"

Kawamura Keimei, who was originally going to lead the troops for a final counterattack, looked at the Chinese soldiers who withdrew from the city in surprise, watching them carry the corpses of their comrades and exit the city.

What if that order was given ten minutes later?

If you don't have to be five minutes late, you may become a corpse like a corpse on the ground.

Being alive should have been a joyful thing, but was he happy in his heart?

No!

"Ah...... Yokoshima! ”

A wounded soldier knelt there, holding a corpse, he howled loudly, and roared out of his throat in a sad cry, Fushun The surviving soldiers inside and outside the city were all facing the suddenly retreating Chinese army with different expressions.

"I'm alive!"

The shouts of luck rose in everyone's hearts, and most of them couldn't believe their eyes, alive...... It's good to be alive!

Throwing the gun aside, then lying on the ground, watching the slowly drifting smoke in the sky, the vast majority of the more than 10,000 officers and men of the Yalu River Army who survived had such an idea.

"It's better to live like this than to die!"

Kawamura Keiaki muttered to his lips as he looked at Yusaku Uehara beside him, who also looked dejected, because just a few minutes ago, they had even seen the Chinese army throw grenades into their headquarters.

"It's his grandfather, just pee and pee before leaving!"

Staring at the group of officers with knives and guns rushing out of the Zheng family compound, Chen Guobang roared, and when he roared, he resolutely ran to a place only ten meters away from the soldiers, looking at the group of soldiers who were glad that they were still alive, staring at their faces, he took off his pants directly, and pulled out the guys.

"Bang la la"

The water rushed into a paralyzed blood, and the misty water and blood flowed on the road, one, two, three...... Dozens of fighters ran under his eyelids and took out their own dicks to pee.

While they were peeing, they looked at those people with their chins raised, and their faces put on a provocative look.

"Turtle son, I haven't seen a big bird!"

Chen Guobang stared at the angry red-faced and thick-necked Yuben and yelled.

"If Lao Tzu is willing, his mother's work of urinating and peeing will destroy you all!"

"That's it, the strength of soaking in water!"

In the midst of their ridicule, the soldiers standing opposite them held their guns and glared angrily at these Chinese soldiers who had humiliated them so much, and it was also surprising that although there was no restraint from the officers, no one dared to shoot, they just stood there with their guns in their hands, their heads lowered, and let the other party humiliate them like this.

"I don't know about the rest of the troops, but ...... Yalu River Army...... I was scared of being beaten by the [***] team from the bones! ”

Several foreign affairs observers who came out of the bunker in the Zheng family's compound were surprised but sighed when they saw this scene, they didn't expect that in just one and a half days, an army that they saw as "not afraid of death" was actually defeated by another army from the will, and it was not difficult for them to lose the war, and they also lost their own will.

Kawamura looked at the military observers who came out and bowed to them with some discouragement.

"Makes you laugh!"

After that, he walked into the Zheng family compound, he could no longer bear this humiliation, when he entered the courtyard, he looked at those soldiers in their thirties, most of the Yalu River army were reserves, some of them even participated in the Qing War, they used to be proud, but now?

Disappointed! But in the disappointment, he had a hint of happiness. Rejoice in what? Are you glad they didn't shoot?

"Okay, gentlemen, raise your head, let's go into the city tomorrow and stroll, stroll!"

"It's, what the fuck is the line of defense, it's like paper!"

On Baiyun Mountain in Dalian, standing up from the trench that was flattened by shells, Li Dongyun looked at his side with a sluggish expression, not knowing whether he was glad that he was still alive or his brothers who had other thoughts, just when the army was about to charge, and they thought that they might not survive this battle, the army retreated.

When they hurried to repair the trenches and lay mines in front of the formation, more than half an hour later, an order came from the headquarters.

"Ceasefire in the field,"

There was another order coming down the way.

"Don't say you have a cold gun again!"

In the past eight days, shooting cold guns was almost the preserve of veterans of the only brigade, and from a distance of several hundred meters, as long as they looked at the outcrop, they would release their guns, but now, there was a ceasefire.

Just like when war broke out, it came suddenly, and it went just as suddenly.

"It's finally held!"

Looking at the soldiers who gathered the corpses with white flags, Li Dongyun felt tired for the first time, perhaps because of the fierce fighting in the previous eight days, he had long forgotten what exhaustion was, and now, he just wanted to sleep well.

Just when he wanted to sleep, several soldiers carried picks up the mountain from the rear, and the picks were full of cigarettes, as well as bottles of Russian liquor, braised pork, and the smell of fragrant braised pork, mixed with the smell of gunpowder and blood, which was tempting and a little strange.

"Battalion Commander Li, this is a consolation brother sent by the brigade commander's order!"

"Brothers, eat them all! Eat! ”

Li Dongyun, who was lying down on the hillside, said this, but few people moved to eat, and the already exhausted soldiers needed rest, not these wine and meat.

"Dog, come and take a bite, take a bite......"

In the trenches, a soldier wearing only a military cap but wearing a civilian uniform held a half-stiff corpse in his arms, holding a piece of braised meat in his hand, and stuffed it into the mouth of his long-dead brother.

Some of the surviving soldiers only took out cigarettes from the basket, folded them and distributed them, and the exhausted soldiers smoked cigarettes and looked at the soldiers with complicated eyes.

After smoking a cigarette, Ma Bo took out three cigarettes from the tin cigarette case, lit them with a match in his mouth, buried the cigarettes in the soil, and then took out a bottle of liquor from the side and unscrewed the iron lid.

"Taozi, Brother Liu, Brother Zhang, you guys are good to go!"

With a mouth in his mouth, tears slipped down his face, and the wine poured into the blood-soaked soil, at this time there was a cry all around, and Li Dongyun, as their commander, watched this scene silently, he did not cry out loud because of the loss of his comrades, nor because he could "complete" the task alive, he laughed out loud with luck, he just lay there, looking at the sky, and there was only one question in his mind.

Is this battle won or lost!

Looking at the soldiers who gathered the corpses, he suspected that he had not won, if he had won, how could those soldiers have been able to collect the corpses there, but if they were defeated, their positions were still there, Dalian was still behind him, and the Chinese flag was still floating in the sky over Dalian.

Dalian didn't lose it! That's victory!

Li Dongyun remembered his task and held Dalian until the last person!

Dalian was defended, and he said that he could not occupy Dalian. Isn't that a victory?

Walking silently on the streets of Dalian, looking at the craters on the street, Lin Yuqing's somewhat surprising young face was full of solemnity, he held Dalian, at least for eight days, perhaps, for another eight days.

"10,000, 10,000 ......"

I muttered in my heart the loss of eight days, the casualties of 10,000 people, what did I get in exchange? Is that flag still flying in the sky over Dalian, no matter what, I have defended it, isn't it worth being happy?

But why can't you be happy?

He couldn't laugh, and even when he received the ceasefire order, not only did he not feel relieved in his heart, but there was a different emotion, what kind of emotion was it?

Is it anger? No!

Is it a blessing? No!

Is it ...... "report...... Report...... Regiment...... Regimental headquarters order, order...... You...... Your department, stand ...... Instantly...... Remove...... Withdraw from the position! ”

With an order, Shi Jingde's head was blown up with a bang and withdrew...... Remove...... Withdraw from the position!

"Why! My people are still here, and I can hold on! ”

When he heard this order, he was reluctant to retreat, even though he had been waiting for it for the past few hours.

"Stop...... There is a ceasefire! Sir! ”

When he heard these words, Shi Jingde sat down softly, he looked at the brothers around him, looked at the corpses of his brothers lying in the trench, tears slipped down his face again, and suddenly he cried loudly, ceasefire, is it a win, or ...... He didn't know the answer, he only knew that his brothers were dead!

"My brother!"

A howling cry burst out from Shi Jingde's throat, "Sir...... I said that I withdrew! ”

At the foot of the mountain, the army that had been preparing retreated backwards after a period of agitation, and then a white flag was raised, a soldier holding a white flag, and an officer walking in front of the soldier.

"Sir, I said I have flown a white flag!"

When the officer walked to a hundred meters from the position, Shi Jingde came to his senses, wiped away his tears with his tattered sleeves, straightened his tattered military uniform, and walked towards the officer, who was facing a young commander of the army.

"According to the ceasefire agreement reached between China and China half an hour ago, our army will withdraw to Tieling, and now we are collecting the corpses in front of your army's position, and I ask your army to take care of it!"

The young man bowed to Shi Jingde, and his actions made Shi Jingde smile bitterly, is this the treatment enjoyed by the victor? Perhaps, the young man sensed Shi Jingde's thoughts, and he said in fluent Chinese.

"Mr. Lieutenant, you must know that this conflict, neither China nor Yuben, can be the victor?"

Far away in the office of the ambassador in the US Embassy in Nanjing, Rou Keyi watched as a telegram was sent from two [***] frontline observers, the content of which was to confirm that China and the two countries had fulfilled their agreement to achieve a ceasefire in Mukden, Dalian, and Fushun.

"Lieutenant Colonel Enfield, how long do you think a ceasefire will last?"

While putting down the telegram, Rou Keyi cast his eyes on the lieutenant colonel of the army with Spanish blood in front of him, and at the same time opened the cigarette case on the table, this box of cigarettes was a gift he received when he went to the Chinese imperial palace to meet with the emperor, unlike the luxury of the Manchu gifts, the emperor could even be described as stingy when giving gifts, such a box of cigarettes was only worth 5 yuan at most.

"Maintain until the moment when the Chinese need to use war to add chips to the negotiating table for themselves!"

Lieutenant Colonel Sfeld, who had the same "Prussian" beard as His Majesty the Emperor of China, took the cigarette and, with a "ding" sound, lit the new gem-inlaid gold lighter, which was a brand designated by the Chinese imperial family, and only an 18-karat gold lighter cost him three months' salary.

Gracefully puffing out a cigarette, he glanced out the window, where a spring rain was falling.

"They have no intention of ceasefire at all, and even if it is now, it will only be to regroup for the heavy battle in the near future! This is true for the Chinese, and it is also true for the person himself! ”

From the very beginning, Lieutenant Colonel Enfield firmly believed that the so-called peace was only a temporary "stabilizing" strategy between China and the two countries.

"Don't look at the fact that Hirobumi Ito sent him, but if Hirobumi sent out the fleet against Russia, then the first to stand up and tear up the ceasefire agreement will not be the army, but Hirobumi Ito!"

"Lieutenant Colonel Enfield, who do you think is likely to win this war?"

Rou Keyi frowned slightly and asked casually.

"Mr. Ambassador, it depends on how we view this victory!"

"What do you think of victory?"

The lieutenant colonel's words made Rou Keyi stunned, could it be said that the victor will change due to the different angles of view?

"Yes, Mr. Ambassador!"

After taking two puffs of the cigarette, which was made of Turkish tobacco, Lieutenant Colonel Enfield drank a cup of tea and continued as if to be playful.

"Militarily, if Ben wins the naval battle with Russia, then in order to avoid being attacked at sea, China is likely to suffer, maybe they will support it on land with their superior army, but in the end, it will ...... Mr. Ambassador, don't tell me that we will be genuinely willing to fight with me to protect the south of China! ”

When he said this, Rou Keyi didn't say anything, neither Britain nor the United States could fight for China and himself.

"Under the pressure of Britain and us, China had to make peace with Yueben, so, on the surface, Yueben was the victorious side, but no matter what the outcome was, for China, they were the real winners!"

Enfield's words made Rou Keyi a little surprised, is it possible that the loser becomes the winner?

"Why is that?"

"Because, everyone does not want to see that the Yue Ben is too strong, so to maintain the balance in the Far East, the Russians have no point, they can only rely on China, and the Chinese take the initiative to fight against the Yue, and completely dispel our concerns about the alliance between these two countries, so after the war is over, the Chinese will win on another battlefield!"

Initially a little surprised, Rou Keyi nodded in agreement with Lieutenant Colonel Enfield, who was more of a politician than an officer, at least in Roukeyi's eyes, he was definitely an excellent expert on Asia, not just an army officer.

"What you mean is that a steady stream of capital injections, and even military help, is a big possibility, and neither Britain nor the United States can accept a book without any checks and balances, especially for the United States, so Mr. President will send a message asking us to show friendship to China in this war, but despite this, I am not very optimistic,"

While agreeing with Enfield's views, Rou Keyi also has his own opinions.

"Even if the Russian navy is defeated, they will not be able to win all, there are four combat ships and eight patrols, although several Russian battleships were captured in Lushun, but those battleships will not be put into service until next year, they will win it will be a crushing victory, the goal of this war will naturally be achieved, Russia is weakened by the Yuben, the navy is weakened by the Russians, the Chinese weaken their army, this war is as we expect, Both Ben and Russia have been severely weakened! ”

In essence, this war was fought under the circumstances of Britain, the United States and Germany, and after the two potential enemies were weakened as desired, how could the Chinese still benefit from it?

"Mr. Ambassador, what you are saying is to look at the outcome of the war, what I am talking about is to look at the performance of the [***] team, their performance has convinced all countries that the new Chinese Emperor [***] team is fully capable of protecting their country, and this alone is enough to make investors from all countries full of confidence in this country, with confidence, there will be money, with money they will be able to develop industry, China's market is 450 million people, and the original is 46 million people!"

Speaking of the populations of the two countries, Lieutenant Colonel Enfield deliberately accentuated his tone.

"Such a huge market is impossible for investors from all countries to ignore, after this war, China has completely withdrawn its tariff autonomy, through a series of policies such as national tax autonomy, after the implementation of tariff protection, in the face of tariff protection and appropriate preferential investment attraction bills, the business circles of various countries will only further increase investment in China, until then, the Chinese are still winners, I may be able to win the present, but China has won the future through this war!"

"It seems like we have a difference of opinion, doesn't it?"

Rou Keyi smiled slightly, looking at Lieutenant Colonel Enfield who was a little excited, he may have a keen political sense, but he is easily excited, which is a big taboo for any politician.

"But history will tell, everything I say today, and ...... Mr. Ambassador, none of this will take long! ”

(To be continued)