Zhao Jingzhong, who was covered in blood, knelt on the ground, his face was full of shame, his face was scarred, there was a long wound that almost cut the root of his ear, and the flesh and blood were rolling, which was unbearable.

"My lord! Damn it, damn it! Humble and disrespectful of military orders, just want to die quickly! Zhao Jingzhong kowtowed, and blood soon appeared on his forehead.

Ye Zhao sighed softly, walked over and stretched out his hand to hold him, and said, "The commander can't order and forbid, it's my fault!" Heming, I toast you with a glass of wine! ”

Zhao Jingzhong smiled miserably and arched his hand: "Lord Xie!" "I knew in my heart that I was in a catastrophe.

Gang'an Shenbao and the others all changed their faces greatly, and Harwich hurriedly stepped out of the ranks, flicking his sleeves and beating a thousand: "My lord, Zhao Jingzhong's crimes are unforgivable!" But now is the time to employ people! Please allow him to make meritorious contributions! ”

Zhao Jingzhong laughed, and shook his bearded head: "Old ha, old ha, you are still this mother, if I don't die, the more than 100 brothers who died unjustly may be blind?" ! Your life-saving grace, Lao Tzu will return it to you in the next life! ”

Looking at his pride, Ye Zhao's heart was agitated, and his heart was sour, but he couldn't do without his head! patted Zhao Jingzhong on the shoulder and said loudly: "Bring the wine!" ”

…… At the execution ground outside Aihui City, the black pressure was full of soldiers, and the three battalions of the New Army and the regimental training soldiers and platoons were neat, but they all looked at the scene on the execution ground in amazement.

Zhao Jingzhong was tied up and knelt on the execution table, while on the other side, Lord Dutong was naked, his hands were hung by ropes on the wooden frame of the whipping, and his feet were tightly stung, and behind him, a pawn dragged a leather whip more than a foot long, his face was pale, and his body seemed to be trembling.

The commander of the capital is guilty of himself, "the commander is incompetent and cannot get the order", and he will be punished with ten lashes.

"Execution!" Ye Zhao suddenly roared, and the pawn's body trembled, but the hand holding the whip was like a boulder tied, and he couldn't lift it.

Ye Zhao spit out the braid in his mouth, turned around and shouted, "But you want me to cut off your head?!" ”

The pawn gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, shook the whip, and shook it up.

A heart-rending pain stretched from his back to his head, Ye Zhao gritted his teeth and almost groaned, he didn't know that he felt so painful for two lifetimes.

Gang'an next to him hurriedly ran up and stuffed a wooden stick into Ye Zhao's mouth.

"Papapa" on the stage of the back of the Lord Dutong burst out of the back, the soldiers in the audience looked at it in a daze, but some people couldn't bear to turn their heads, the delicate and flying Lord Dutong is the object that many soldiers like, I have heard of the Lord Dutong, but it is also a kind of capital, the Lord of the Dutong is young and young, so the innate noble temperament should not be pampered? We, the rough men who serve as soldiers, are the ones who keep him safe.

Lord Tutong was whipped, do we still have face?

"Ten!" The whip's high-pitched tone was so weird, and after the tenth whip, he seemed to collapse all over his body and collapsed on the stage.

And just calming the god and protecting Harić's group, hurriedly ran to the stage and put on a cotton coat for Ye Zhaosong, Harwich said in a loud voice: "Master, go back and rest!" ”

Ye Zhao waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Bring the wine!" ”

Holding two bowls of wine, he staggered in front of Zhao Jingzhong with the help of Gang'an Shenbao and others, did not speak, handed a bowl of wine to Zhao Jingzhong's mouth, Zhao Jingzhong smiled miserably, "Thank you for the wine!" "I bit the sea bowl, tilted my neck, and the wine drizzled all over my face.

Ye Zhao looked at him silently and said softly: "I know, you don't see me in your heart, you can't make you respect me in Guangzhou, tired of you have today's disaster, my fault!" I can't leave you all dead, my fault! I will take care of your family! And I swear now that I will take down a hundred and thousand Rakshasa ghost heads and sacrifice them to your gods! If you break this oath! Forsaken by the gods! ”

Zhao Jingzhong looked at Ye Zhao blankly, the young man Dutong was so decisive to cut himself off his prestige, he had already suddenly known that Lord Dutong was not what he imagined, and after listening to Ye Zhao's words before parting, Zhao Jingzhong didn't know what he felt in his heart, he suddenly kowtowed vigorously: "Lord Xie!" There are adults to see you off! Humble death without resentment! I only hate, I only hate that I can't gallop with adults! A lifelong regret for a lifetime! ”

Ye Zhao didn't speak again, threw the wine in the bowl to the ground, turned around and staggered off the stage.

But I heard Zhao Jingzhong hum a mountain song softly:

"O our mighty men of the north!

You will run to the place where Genghis Khan ruled; To be a Siberian giant who stands in the sky; Take Ardan and hold this frontier! ”

But Ye Zhao changed it himself a while ago, and he often hummed in a big and young tone, but he didn't want to be listened to by Zhao Jingzhong, but now Zhao Jingzhong sang it, but it was extremely tragic and sad.

Ye Zhao's body froze, and then he didn't stop and strode away.

…… The Heilongjiang River, which runs through the dense forests of the mountains, is like a silver belt shining, but on the surface of the Heilongjiang River today, from a distance, it seems that there are countless white dots moving, and if you look closely, you will feel that your eyes are dazzled.

Zhenwei, Zhenwu, Zhenhe three battalions of 1,500 soldiers and 600 regimental brave small artillery team, Changfu team, is marching along the Heilongjiang River to its march, for the regimental warriors to supplement the artillery battalion soldiers, Zhang Qian has nothing to say, after Han Jinchun disappeared, in fact, the old master is more like the commander of the regiment training each brave, Zhang Qian is also very obedient to the old master.

It's just that for thousands of miles to attack the nest of the Rakshasa people, Zhang Qian didn't think so, not only Zhang Qian, even Shenbao and Harwich, they all felt incredible, originally Lord Dutong's "guerrilla" tactics of "the enemy advances and I retreat", Gang'an Shenbao and others all felt that the way was right, Lord Dutong was really useful, but suddenly he gathered all the family funds to dig out the nest of the Rakshasa people, which, this seems to be a bit of a will.

All the soldiers were covered with white cloths on their heads, and between the dense forests in front and behind, there were even small teams assigned to guard and clear all the Rakshasas who might find the Qing army.

It's just that the dense forests are vast and the mountains are steep, where are the people in this area?

These are all expected by Ye Zhao, the strongholds of the Rakshasa people are all scattered near the mouth of the Heilongjiang River, slowly encroaching from east to west, while the upper reaches of the Heilongjiang River are cliffs, deep mountains and old forests, and there will be no settlements of the Rakshasa people at all.

Although Ye Zhao was quick to read this humiliating history, he also remembered that the Rakshasa people had settlements and shipyards along a certain section of the Shilka River, and most of the Rakshasa fleets rampant in Heilongjiang were built by this shipyard, and the ships built could only go directly down the river into the Heilongjiang River. And now that the Shilka River in Heilongjiang has been frozen, the fleet of the Rakshasa people must be anchored in the easternmost estuary of the Heilongjiang River, and the Shilka River Shipyard should not be heavily guarded.

And although they don't know the specific location of this Shilka River shipyard, but along the Heilongjiang River retrograde westward, but it is bound to find it, the Rakshasa people would never dream that the Qing army had just suffered a big defeat, but would go west alone, in this era, the Rakshasa people at the eastern end of the Heilongjiang River are still in the exploration stage, and where would they think that the Qing Dynasty has people who know the situation in the far west? The area around the Shilka River, in the eyes of the Rakshasa people, is a place name that the people of the Qing Dynasty have never heard of, but in fact, without Ye Zhao's words, it is true.

Traveling more than 1,000 miles to the west, Ye Zhao ordered the soldiers to carry twenty or thirty cans each, and traveled night and night, and no one could be lazy, and it was better to sleep more than to march in a hurry to keep warm.

"My lord, are you sure you'll find the Rakshasa shipyard?" The old master approached Ye Zhao and asked.

It's been more than ten days, but not to mention the Rakshasa settlement, but there is not a single bud, and there are already soldiers who have privately discussed whether they have left the territory of the Rakshasa and arrived in England.

Even if Gang'an Shenbao and the others have doubts in their hearts, they will not reveal it, but the old master and Ye Zhao have been friends for many years, so they naturally speak casually.

Ye Zhao nodded slightly, no matter how history changes, the Rakshasa people will definitely build a shipyard in the Shilka River, because this is the fastest way for his fleet to enter the Heilongjiang River, and it is also the only way to gain a foothold on the east coast in the early stage.

The old master nodded, Brother Jing has always been right, and the old master has confidence in him.

Ye Zhao's eyes suddenly froze, and he saw that hundreds of steps ahead, several white dots clustered and two black dots turned around the mound and went up to the river.

The figure was getting closer and closer, and gradually it became clear that it was several soldiers who had taken two Rakshasa people, one big and one small, one male and one female, the female looked to be in her thirties, a beautiful young woman, and the boy seemed to be her son. It should be the soldiers who are guarding the road ahead and opening the way that has discovered the Rakshasa settlement.

The team immediately fluttered, and just calmed down the divine protection and waited for a very quick order to assemble the troops.

When the two Rakshasas were pushed in front of Ye Zhao, they trembled with fright and couldn't say a word.

Ye Zhao called out to Priest Made, asked Priest Mad, paced to the bank of the river, sat down on a dry stone, watched the mother and son talk to Priest Mad, and looked at the panic on the face of the mother and son, Ye Zhao suddenly felt panicked in his heart, turned over from the padded jacket for a long time, felt out a flattened cigar, lit it, and inhaled it slowly, very bitter.

The medical team did not follow, and Priest Mad, who knew Russian, had to bring it, but Priest Mad's resistance to helping an army fight, which was the same as asking him to treat wounded soldiers.

At last the priest Mader came quickly, and the soldiers began to push the mother and son towards the distant forest, and the young woman, probably knowing that the end was near, begged bitterly, and even knelt down for the soldiers, pointing at the boy and muttering, presumably begging to spare her son's life.

"Lord Dutong, you are right, the shipyard is in front, and there are still about four or five miles away." As he spoke, Priest Mader looked back at the mother and son, and with a look of unbearability on his face, he persuaded, "My lord, they are all civilians. ”

Ye Zhao silently smoked his cigar, for a while, and closed his eyes slightly: "I can't take risks." ”

As he spoke, the soldiers who were escorting the mother and son to the woods had already walked back, thinking that they had stabbed the mother and son to death with a short blade, and several teams of soldiers were rushing to the northwest, where there was a small village of the Rakshasa people nearby, and they wanted to kill all of them without leaving behind, so as not to leak the news.

"Lord Totong, I will record what I have seen and heard in my notes." Priest Maad's loud defense.

Ye Zhao just smoked silently, and his heart was very blocked.

Priest Mader looked at him, sighed deeply, shook his head and turned away.

…… In the town, fires erupted everywhere, and the sound of guns and shouts was earth-shattering.

Ye Zhao looked at it from a distance with a clairvoyant mirror, yes, this is it, the blast furnace towering by the river is not a shipyard?

Standing beside him were Baksh Suna and the old master Priest Made and others, and then behind them, there were dozens of soldiers who spread out the vigilance, Li Sanshui vigilantly looked around with a clairvoyant mirror, he has now been promoted to the commander of the sentry, leading three teams of soldiers to protect the safety of Lord Dutong.

The clairvoyant mirror in Li Sanshui's hand rotated around, and when it turned due south, it turned around, but suddenly stagnated, and turned back.

After staying for a while, Li Sanshui hurriedly came to Ye Zhao's side, "My lord, I found a large group of Rakshasa ghosts in the south direction, please avoid it, and I will send an order to the reserve team to help." "In the dense forest west of the town, two hundred musketeers lay in ambush for help.

"Bannermen! Come! Li Sanshui turned around and shouted. Each scattered team has sentinels carrying clairvoyant mirrors, and each team has flag soldiers who use flag language to transmit messages and use clairvoyant mirrors to see it, which is also the method that Ye Zhao thinks.

Ye Zhao's telescope immediately looked due south, and sure enough, he saw about a hundred Rakshasa soldiers hurrying from behind the snow hill to see the uniforms, but all of them were regular soldiers.

Ye Zhao's clairvoyant mirror turned to the town again, observed for a while, put down the clairvoyant mirror, turned his head, but saw Li Sanshui looking at him with blank eyes, waiting for his order.

"Herald the reserves! Attack the Zhenxi Turret! ”

Before Ye Zhao's words fell, there was a loud "coax" sound, the earth seemed to be trembling, and the screams were faintly heard, but I didn't know how many good men were blown to pieces.

"This, ...... my lord" Li Sanshui hesitated.

"Herald!" Ye Zhao snorted, Li Sanshui was helpless, so he had to turn around and shout: "Banner soldiers, pass the order, the reserve team will attack the Zhenxi Fort!" ”

Ye Zhao turned around and shouted, "Cloth defense formation!" "Determined to stop this sudden Rakshasa brigade. The town is a critical moment of decisiveness, and it will be discouraged to send people to help, and if this Rakshasa soldier suddenly rushes from behind, although there are only more than 100 people, the trouble caused is very great, and I am afraid that the success will fall short.

Soon, all the soldiers withdrew to the back of the mound and lay in a row, one by one with firearms against the bulging snow hills in the south.

"Old Master, are you afraid?" Ye Zhao pulled out his revolver and asked the old master lying beside him with a smile.

The old master stroked his beard and smiled: "The old man can see my army entering the Rakshasa territory invincible in his lifetime, what is the fear of death?" ”

Ye Zhao looked at Priest Mader again, and gently patted Priest Made's shoulder, Priest Made's face was pale, and he just drew a cross on his chest.

"Bang bang", but it was the Rakshasa who fired first, but it was far away, and occasionally a few bullets landed on the mound, splashing a cloud of slush.

"Don't fire without my orders!" Before Ye Zhao's voice fell, with a "bang", a half-sized boy beside Li Sanshui knocked on the trigger, in fact, he was not young, but he was stunted, and he looked like a big boy, who was made up from the regimental brave to the artillery battalion.

Seeing that he was in trouble, the big boy's face turned pale, and he didn't dare to look at Ye Zhao.

And the Rakshasas over there immediately fell down and shot, but they missed the opportunity to kill and wound them with a platoon.

"Fire!" Ye Zhao gave an order helplessly, turned his head and saw the big boy's dejected appearance, so he picked up a small stone and threw it over, the big boy looked at it suddenly, Ye Zhao smiled at him, and then turned around and took the rifle handed by Li Sanshui to shoot, and the big boy's face immediately brightened, and he began to load and aim.

This group of Rakshasa soldiers, however, was really well-trained, and after creeping into favorable terrain from time to time during the shooting, they approached little by little, although there were seven or eight corpses left on the ground, but they were getting closer and closer to the mound, and they could launch a white-knuckle charge.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Li Sanshui quickly climbed to Ye Zhao's side and said in a low voice: "Lord Dutong, you and your own soldiers retreat quickly, I will block you here." Seeing Ye Zhao's expression, he raised his body and patted his chest: "My lord, my Li Sanshui doesn't want my head to be nailed here!" ”

"Bang", a bloody hole suddenly exploded on Li Sanshui's face, and as soon as his body was crooked, he fell into Ye Zhao's arms.

"Ulla!" The Rakshasas suddenly roared and rushed forward, and the new soldiers shook their backs, and a few of them grabbed their rifles and tried to escape.

Looking at Li Sanshui's bloody face, Ye Zhao felt a wave of depression rushing to his mind, his eyes turned blood-red, and he saw that the hideous face of the Rakshasa people was right in front of him, and Bakshi and Suna were coming over to drag themselves back, Ye Zhao shook off the two of them with a fierce force, reached out and picked up Li Sanshui's rifle with a bayonet, and shouted: "me!" Fight! Rushing forward, a bayonet stabbed the Rakshasa in the chest at the front, and the Rakshasa grunted in his throat, and his tall body collapsed limply.

Ye Zhao rushed into the Rakshasa team like crazy, his mind was blank at this time, and he only had the hideous face of the Rakshasa people in his eyes, and he just wanted to stab them in the heart with a knife.

"Poof" Suna blocked behind Ye Zhao, his left shoulder was pierced fiercely, blood stained half of his body, he didn't snort, and with a backhand, he cut off the head of the Rakshasa man.

"Fight!" The new soldiers bravely looked at Bakshi and Suna, who were desperately guarding the Dutong, and looked at the bloody Dutong surrounded by the Rakshasa ghosts in the middle, and they all had red eyes, and they rushed forward with their rifles.

In the tragic white-knuckle battle, the soldiers were not as good as the Rakshasa ghosts, but they were crazy and not afraid of death, even if they were stabbed in the stomach with a knife, they had to smash them with the butt of the gun; was knocked down the gun, but he desperately pounced on the Rakshasa and hugged the Rakshasa man, biting the Rakshasa man's nose and throat with his teeth...... "Protect the capital!" Protect the capital! A soldier was mad in his heart, biting the throat of the Rakshasa ghost with his teeth, biting the Rakshasa ghost screaming, blood spurting wildly, and he was bitten off his throat.

"Poof" half of the size of the man blocked in front of Ye Zhao, with a few cold bayonets inserted in his chest, he didn't hum, he was picked up by the Rakshasa people, but his face was satisfied.

Ye Zhao's eyes were blurred, blood and sweat rolled down, dripping into his eyes and causing pain, but he mechanically waved his rifle to resist the bayonets of the Rakshasa people, his head became heavier and heavier, and finally, faintly as if he heard a few gunshots, but he stumbled and fell to the ground, not knowing what to do............ I don't know how much time passed, Ye Zhao slowly opened his eyes and wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't make a sound, but his vague throat moved, his head was splitting, and there was no place on his body that didn't hurt, and the blue sky and white clouds slowly flowed backwards, and he seemed to be moving.

"Wake up, quick, get water!" There was a chaotic sound of footsteps, and soon, a few drops of water entered his throat, Ye Zhao's mind gradually cleared up, and his eyes became clear.

In front of him, more than a dozen generals, from Gang'an, Shenbao, Harwich, Liu Quxiang, Zhang Qian, etc., were full of surprises.

"You guys, how are you?" Ye Zhao's voice was vague, but these generals seemed to understand it, and suddenly they all knelt down one by one, and kowtowed in unison: "Tired adults are in danger, and the lowly ones will die!" "The dozen or so generals of the new legion, at this moment, are all on the same mind, in case of war, if the Lord of the Metropolitan is one less hair, do we still need to be people?

Ye Zhao said with difficulty: "What about Bakssuna, the old master?" What about those, the soldiers who guarded me? ”

"It's all there, Bakshi and Suna are seriously injured, but there is no worry about their lives, the old master and Mr. Made, the soldiers who guarded the adults, more than a dozen were seriously injured, and the rest were ......" Gang'an lowered his head, from the time the sentry found out that Lord Dutong was in distress to the rush to help, in a short moment, the mound almost became a Shura field, and people like Gang'an, who had been through a hundred battles, couldn't help but feel creepy at that time.

This Lord of the Metropolitan Command, who would have thought that he would look delicate and elegant, and usually look more like Hanger Lang when he couldn't endure a little hardship, but it turned out to be such a stoic character, a thousand miles of surprise attack on the Rakshasa Shipyard, it was for great wisdom, and the weak people almost lost their lives for the overall battle, and it was for Dayong. I never thought I would meet such a character before, and I thought that this kind of person was only available in storytelling.

"Let's, we've won, right?" Ye Zhao felt that he seemed to be on a stretcher, swaying and not touching the world.

Gang An hurriedly said: "Don't worry, my lord, a big victory, the shipyard of the Rakshasa people has been destroyed!" On our way back, according to the instructions of the adults, we returned to Aihui to rest on the spot, and then dispersed to fight guerrillas. In order to prevent the Rakshasa from retaliating, people have already made a quick return, asking the residents of Hailanpao and Jiangdong 36tun to temporarily move south. ”

Ye Zhao nodded slightly, "It's good to win, it's good to win......" Mentally exhausted, he suddenly relaxed, his brain sank, and he lost consciousness.

The soldier who waved his hand to carry the stretcher forward, Gang'an ordered: "Walk steadily, tell the adults to rest!" ”

Gang'an Shenbao and others now really understand the painstaking efforts of Lord Dutong, this battle will not only greatly deter the Rakshasa people, but also make the spirit of the warriors of the Divine Artillery Battalion and regimental training greatly boosted, and go deep into the hinterland of the Rakshasa people to fight such a big victory, the new army and the regimental courage of the Rakshasa people will be greatly reduced, this tough battle can be said to be timely rain, will make the new army and the regimental courage reborn as soon as possible.

Gang'an glanced at Ye Zhao who was lying on the stretcher again, his hand moved, and he was about to stretch it out, but he saw that Shenbao had already reached over and pulled the quilt to cover Dutong's delicate palm, but no, Lord Dutong was most afraid of hardship, and even more afraid of being cold.

Gang'an and Jimbo glanced at each other, and they both pursed their lips and smiled.

(To be continued)