There are no villages, no trees, just vast grasslands. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info from a distance, it seems to be a high mountain, and when you get closer, it becomes a plateau again, but it is just an undulating hill.

Between Liaoyang and Fengtian, is an endless prairie, this is the official flag land that has not been reclaimed, not that the general Fengtian has no intention of reclamation, but is afraid of "destroying the dragon vein of the Qing Dynasty", but three hundred years ago, this land has already been reclaimed for millions of Han people in Liaodong as a ripe field, but after the Jin massacre turned this place into a grassland again, the former agricultural civilization has long been destroyed in the long river of history. There are only a few ravines that are like natural formations, and the traces of the Han family's soldiers and villagers who reclaimed land here hundreds of years ago can be faintly seen.

The ravines dug by hundreds of years of manpower for irrigation have become natural rivers, and only some of the simple riverbank-like slopes that are less than a human height seem to still have traces of the old agricultural civilization.

Perhaps hundreds of years ago, the shade under the willow tree was the place where the teenagers took refuge from the scorching sun, and after hundreds of years of loneliness, the shade of this tree once again welcomed people to escape the scorching sun.

Filled with a pot of water, Zhao Jiahe, who was sitting under the old willow tree, put a disinfectant tablet in the kettle, and while waiting for the water purification tablet to be disinfected, he smoked a cigarette beautifully lying under the trunk, and his feet hurt so much that he frowned.

"Grandma's, this Qing soldier escaped so fast!"

It's not that he escapes really fast, sometimes he even feels that the battle in Liaodong is not a battle. And a "race" of the big guy to see who runs faster. It's not. After their division crossed the Yalu River, they did not encounter much resistance along the way. The only large-scale battle took place in Liaoyang, and after the end of the "Battle of Liaoyang," which lasted only a few hours, the main force of the Qing army in the Fengtian area was routed, and even if a small number of Qing troops were still resisting, they were simply about to collapse -- the battle of Liaoyang had already made the Fengtian training army frightened, and even some of the newly recruited training troops surrendered to the road builders of the railway company, and even to some extent. The threat posed by the officers and soldiers to the troops was not as good as that of the militia groups bewitched by the Manchus.

From the trees at the end of the creek, there was a bird's chirping, which was the chirping of the yellow warbler, and at this time I listened to the beautiful birdsong. Zhao Jiahe couldn't help but be a little fascinated by what he heard, and seemed to forget the pain in his feet. For the first time since the troops crossed the Yalu River, he had had time to rest as well as he did now.

Although the Second Division only followed behind the First Division to "clean" the battlefield and assist the officials in establishing local governments, except for key cities such as Fengtian and Liaoyang, the remaining remnants of the Qing army still had to rely on the Second Division to clear them. However, after the elite of the Fengtian training army and Liaoyang were completely annihilated, the remaining Qing army is no longer an army. It was simply a group of flat-headed civilians with guns, and as for those officers, they chose to flee as soon as they found the Korean Legion troops, so naturally this so-called attack became an "armed march".

That's right, it's an armed parade, a one-sided parade, as long as the Qing army sees the black military clothes along the way, they either surrender or flee, it seems that this battle has ended, it seems that for those Qing troops, defending the court is just a joke, and the most important thing is to live first.

If the officials and the army think so, wouldn't it be ......

"Set, set,"

Zhao Jiahe, who was sitting on the root of the willow tree, didn't want to rest for a while, there was a whistle on the river embankment and the howls of the sergeants who accompanied the whistle.

As you walk along the rammed-earth official road, you will see a large plain of light on both sides of the official road. Most of them are alluvial flatlands of the Liao River and Hunhe River, and if you go downstream along the river, you will reach the Bohai Sea. The Third Division, which was reorganized from the Mobile Police Force, had already crossed the Tumen River and entered Jilin.

The reason why he understands this is because Zhao Jiahe is different from the recruits in the division -- he arrived in Korea as early as last year, he is a miner in the company, he has studied at a night school for workers, so he naturally knows some geographical knowledge, and the reason why he became a soldier is because the soldier's salary is higher, and as a miner with one year of service, he was awarded the rank of corporal after the training, and after two months of non-commissioned officer training, he cooperated with the squad leader as a deputy squad leader to command a squad of soldiers.

After a few hours of marching, the troops successfully arrived at Yongling, which is the imperial tomb of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, originally Yu Zhao Jiahe and the soldiers in the battalion thought that they would definitely encounter stubborn resistance here, after all, this is the ancestral tomb of the Manchu Dog Emperor, and it stands to reason that those banner soldiers who call themselves "slaves" should defend this place.

What was surprising was that the Qing flag camp guarding the tomb had already fled before they arrived, and thousands of flag soldiers fled in a hurry without even firing a shot. Outside the garrison barracks outside Yongling, there were scattered on the ground with the uniforms taken off by the soldiers of the banner battalion, and there were many scattered weapons and ammunition on the ground, and even four camp guns, which were randomly thrown into the camp.

Even the gates of the Yongling Tomb were open, and the roads were littered with discarded robes and weapons, and there was no resistance, not even an enemy, and it was as if the army had fallen like a mountain.

"Grandma's, this is not even the ancestors!"

Taking off the brim of his hat, Wang Changnian simply couldn't believe his eyes, as a squad leader, he was even worried that there were 11 recruits in his squad, if the Qing army defended Yongling, it would undoubtedly be a bloody battle at that time, and these recruits would be able to hold it up at that time? But the result was completely unexpected.

"Squad leader, this, this Qing army is too unbeatable, we have walked more than 100 miles, and until now, they have not given us a chance to shoot! It's not a gentleman! ”

Obviously, the "no resistance" along the way only made these recruits instantly become complacent, and when they spoke, the contempt in the words and the ridicule on their faces only reflected their arrogance more vividly. The cowardice of the Qing army boosted their arrogance to some extent. on this. Wang Changnian did not refute, he was happy to see the rampant momentum of the soldiers in the squad, which would at least make them have no timidity when they went to battle, as long as they were not afraid!

"Guys? How many of those flag men have with birds? What ...... you guys?"

"No, I see, these people shouldn't be eunuchs from the palace! The birds are gone, what are the guys! ”

Amid the laughter of the crowd, the cavalry platoon, which was a battalion of "rangers" made from captured horses. Responsible for reconnaissance and search along the way, he has embarked on the journey again to search for the remnants of the Qing army nearby and ensure the safety of the vicinity of the camp. When the "cavalry platoon" left Yongling to search for the remnants of the enemy, because it was getting late, the troops camped on the camp left by the Qing army next to Yongling.

"Jiahe, look at this, the ground is really fat!"

The soil is oily black soil. For Wang Changnian, whose home is only a few acres of inferior land in the mountainous area of Shandong, he saw that the endless field in front of him was so abandoned. That's the crime of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, no wonder the big guys are all in the Kanto, this land is fertile.

"That's not it, this is serious black soil, and a chopstick can sprout!"

Echoing the squad leader's words, Zhao Jiahe patted the mosquitoes on his face with a "snap", this place is good, but there are too many mosquitoes, and mosquitoes can bite and kill people.

"Linzi, go find some wild arrowroot flowers, put some in the tent, and put some ...... in the pockets of the mosquitoes and the brothers."

As a "veteran", Zhao Jiahe naturally has his own set of methods for camping in the wild, some simple local methods, at least let people sleep peacefully.

While the big guys were busy preparing camp and preparing dinner, the search platoon captured a group of enemy prisoners, as many as dozens of them, and took them directly to the battalion commander. The so-called enemy army does not look much better than the people, more than a dozen deserters have already taken off their uniforms, wearing sweat coats that they don't know from there, but they are wearing boots on their feet, although they look like big guys, but there are not many muscles on their bodies, and even a few people seem to be a little yellow and thin, and the leader is probably a general or deputy general, full of fat, and there is also a person about fifty years old, looking around, that is, these two or three people can attract the attention of others.

Along with the captives, there were also a few horses, similar to the Mongolian horses of the "search platoon" that Zhao Jiahe and others had seen, these horses were all short Mongolian horses, the saddle was wooden, and they looked extremely shabby. And this kind of requisitioned horse can only be seen by infantry like them, but even as an infantryman, they will not cherish this kind of horse, if nothing else, they will definitely be able to eat horse broth at night, because it has a thin horse, obviously can not enter the eyes of the search platoon or the replatoon, and can only end up in the iron pot of the cooks and everyone's stomach, for the soldiers, a hot horse broth is far more delicious than canned whales, so that almost when everyone saw the thin horse, everyone immediately drooled.

"Hey, I said, man, let's make a bowl of soup and drink two sips first......"

Just when Zhao Jiahe and the others looked at the thin horse thinking about the hot soup, they saw a smile on the fat face of the fat captive who looked like an official, and there was no trace of consciousness of being a prisoner.

"That's it, after running for a day, the brothers don't even have saliva, they are serious banner people, and they will ...... in the future."

Just when the fat man shouted, "I am a flag man", Zhao Jiahe saw the battalion instructor coming over, in the battalion company, the instructor is second only to the chief officer, often chatting and talking with everyone, usually seems to be a very kind person, but in the surprise attack of the Qing cavalry, he saw the other side of the instructor - killed more than a dozen deserters with his own hands.

As the instructor approached, they could see the coldness of the instructor's expression, and as he walked, he drew his revolver from the holster at his waist, and in the eyes of the crowd, the pistol was pointed at the man's head, and the fat man was still yelling.

"In the future, if you Lord Tang want to be the courtiers of our Great Qing Kingdom, then you have to ......"

"Bang!"

The sound of gunfire interrupted the fat man's words. At the same time as the gunshots rang out, the blood mist splattered several feet, and in the horror of the captives, the instructor didn't even glance at the fat man who was shot away by the bullets that day, but glanced at the other captives. The captives who didn't seem to feel anything. It's all a sign of horror. When the instructor's eyes are on them. The captives, who had no fear, knelt down one after another and kowtowed to the instructor.

"Chief, chief, spare your life, Qingwu's grandson is from Jingqi, that is, he is cheap, although we are also banner people, but we are all Fengtian's own people......"

"That's it, I'm from the Han Army Banner, that. That's also the Han ......"

Yo, it's actually a group of flag soldiers, it's really not easy to capture such a group of people, and it's a fast word for the flag soldiers to escape along the way.

"Don't think you're a flag man, Lao Tzu won't dare to kill it, tell you, kill a regiment soldier, Lao Tzu still has to think about it, but if it's a flag man, don't say kill one. Even if you kill one hundred and eighty, Lao Tzu won't blink! As for what Han military flag. That is, a traitor! It's neat to kill! ”

When the instructor said this, it only made the flag soldiers who knelt on the ground and begged for mercy tremble, and just when they thought that their lives were not guaranteed, they heard the instructor say:

"But we're not indiscriminate killers, and if you want to live, you'll have to serve our army, understand?"

The army needs coolies, and the requisition of labor is wages, but the captives are different, and the requisition of prisoners does not cost anything, it is nothing more than a reward of a few mouthfuls of food, and as for food, it can be requisitioned on the spot.

"Yes, my lord, my lord, we are willing to serve your army......"

These dozen or so flag soldiers who had managed to survive their lives would refuse, and they kowtowed again and again to express their willingness, but the instructor did not refuse, but when these flag soldiers were assigned to the "servant team", he admonished.

"If anyone dares to escape, kill him!"

The vicious eyes cast around made the five of them feel a chill on their necks, and the dignified six-grade Xiao Riding School said that he would kill it, and he was the leader of the eight-rank who was not in the stream, if he wanted to kill it......

"Smack...... Ouch"

Suddenly, with the sound of slaps and pain, the five who covered their faces finally saw who was slapping their big mouths -- not the Korean garrison, and the hair crown on his head and the coolie dress were clearly telling him that this was a Korean coolie. Now he has almost figured out that all kinds of people in the North Korean army come, wearing black uniforms and shaved heads, that is the Korean army, all of them are serious Chinese. As for these coolies, dressed and without braids, they are all Korean servants who are requisitioned by the Unified Supervision Office, and they have the lowest status, and they are inferior people who want to kneel and kowtow when they see the troops stationed in Korea. But now the inferior man was terrified before him.

"Smack......

Another big mouth, when the five eyes of the big mouth were full of gold stars, but he listened to the North Korean coolie speak in a stiff Chinese language.

"You, flag slave, don't go to work yet......"

The hot throbbing pain on his face, coupled with the fact that he was actually a Korean coolie, only made those five suddenly feel ashamed and embarrassed, and let the Korean garrison be called as a dog, but this North Korean coolie is actually also, who can bear it......

"Hey, boy......"

Before the five wanted to shout, they heard a reprimand from the side.

"What's the matter, what are you yelling about!"

Accompanied by the sound of reprimands, there was also the sound of pulling the bolt, which was no stranger to the sound of the five who usually closed their eyes when shooting targets, and this made him remember his current identity.

"Master, master, this kid has no eyesight and doesn't have a long memory, don't worry about it, don't worry about ......it."

The little old man of Duanqing on the side looked at it, and hurriedly pulled the five to apologize to the Korean coolie, and when he saw that the flag soldier was soft, the Korean coolie suddenly became proud, and at the same time bowed his waist like a pug and ran to the guard of the coolie battalion, all of them were humble, as if they were inviting merit.

"Qing Ye, look at my face, ouch, this North Korean coolie who lost the dog is also ruthless,"

When the stove was built, the five kept complaining, and when they looked at those North Koreans, their eyes were full of a look of eagerness to eat their bones, and it was no wonder that since they entered this coolie camp, these North Korean coolies looked at them unpleasantly, not only looking for a reason to slap them in the mouth, but also shouting "flag slaves, full of dogs", and did not treat them as human beings at all.

"According to me, our masters are banner people, no matter what, they are closer to the Koreans and Han people, it stands to reason that we should also take care of these North Korean coolies, but now it's good, the whole thing is turned over......"

Without waiting for the five to finish complaining, Duanqing squinted his seemingly dizzy eyes and glanced around, and his wrinkled face revealed worry from the heart, just in this camp, he could see the difference between the garrison army and the official army, they said that it was "Qingjun side", but is there such a Qingfa?

"It's too late to say anything at this time, people are stationed in the Korean army, let's think about surviving this level first......"

Yes, let's live this hurdle, for Duanqing, there is nothing more important than returning to Fengtian alive and returning to his family, as for other things, naturally he can't afford to handle them.

"That's it, that five, you kid is cheap, you didn't look at the lesson of the third master of Nale, you said kill it, this has been rebelling from ancient times to the present, there are few soft-hearted masters, we masters, now we can pick up a life, that is the old ancestor to accumulate virtue......"

The people on the side persuaded the five kung fu, but Duanqing's mind sank, this rebel was not soft-hearted, if they defeated Shengjing, the time would ...... His stupid son won't really be a loyal servant of the court!

(I was pulled by the coolies, don't say it, it's all tears, I can only catch up with the night shift every day and add a little code word, I hope you can understand, try to ensure that it is constantly changing!) Weakly ask for a fixed reading and monthly pass, whether you are looking at the genuine version or not! The Empire's Sunrise Reader Exchange Group: 150536833 welcome you to join) (To be continued.) )