"A swarm of bees in hand, I have ...... in the world"

At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the north bank of the Shahe River roared incessantly, and the addition of ten swarms of bees made it possible for the artillery fire of the red clothes to finally effectively cover the opposite bank, and to open a hole nearly one mile wide in the Qing army's defense line, so that the pontoon bridge could be laid safely without holding the commanding heights on the opposite bank.

Zhang Zhennan was full of comfort, patted the shoulder of the artillery wingman, and was full of praise, and even thought that with a swarm of bees, there was no enemy in the red clothes who dared to fight in a dense formation.

The wing commander said with a little embarrassment: "Commander, it's better to build this bridge quickly......"

As soon as the words fell, I saw several rockets explode on the surface of the river, startling the bridge workers to climb down, and several of them decisively threw themselves directly into the water.

"Most of the rockets have been stored for more than a year, and there are also many damp ones when crossing the sea, and they were used in the best condition before, but now they are ......."

The wing commander scratched his head and explained, Zhang Zhennan realized that a swarm of bees is really not a sharp weapon to defeat the world, and there are too many shortcomings.

The first is that the effective range is too close, only about 100 zhang, which can be used to cross the Shahe River and cover the front trench on the other side of the river. At this distance, the Holy Dao 20-year-old rifled guns have been able to reach, the reason is twofold, the propellant based on black powder is not powerful enough, it is difficult to make a larger rocket, shoot farther, in addition, there is no gyroscopic stabilization technology in this era, just rely on the spring-supported tail to stabilize, 100 zhang deviation of 10 zhang, 200 zhang is estimated to deviate 50 zhang, no accuracy.

The second is the problem of rocket storage and transportation highlighted by the wing commander, black powder contains nitrate, is very damp, even if various measures are adopted, it can be stored for more than a certain period of time, and the propellant and gunpowder will become ineffective. If it is transported by water, the impact is even more serious.

The power does not surpass the grenade too much, etc., or it is a secondary defect, because the rocket is a charge pillar technology, the danger is high, the process is complex, and the cost is expensive. The cost of a rocket is close to ten taels of silver, which is twice as expensive as a shell for a three-inch rifled gun, which is also the key reason why the swarm has never been officially installed.

To sum up, a swarm of bees can only play a specific role on specific occasions, the decisive battle of Luntai in the Western Regions is an example, and the artillery raid on the Qing soldiers just now is also an example, I have to say that Zhang Zhennan is pregnant with the inheritance of his old boss Xie Dingbei. Good luck. A swarm of people who arrive early or late will not get such a good opportunity, but they arrived when the Qing soldiers used all their strength to attack the commanding heights, and at least thousands of Qing soldiers were crowded together. Undisguised, alive and alive as a target for carpet bombing.

"That's right, it's really up to you to fight the world, and our infantry will have to take a break."

Zhang Zhennan was both disappointed and relieved, seeing that the swarm of shooting was becoming more and more inaccurate, and even more and more duds appeared, he resolutely ordered the infantry to cross the river again. Coordinate with the artillery on the south bank to hold the bridgehead steadily.

Even if a swarm of bees gradually fades into flames. The Qing soldiers did not dare to regroup to storm the bridgehead, and the hot-air balloon observation post reported that the Qing troops had retreated to the defensive line two miles away, were adjusting their deployment, and seemed to have given up their attempt to fight the beachhead with the Red Clothes.

At about five o'clock in the afternoon, the three heavy pontoon bridges were finally erected, and the cheers of the bridge workers were heard. Battle flags guided waves of red-clothed shirts across the river, and artillery trucks also stepped across the steady pontoon bridge, setting up artillery positions on the north bank of the Shahe River.

Zhang Zhennan also crossed the river, and when he looked at a commanding height that could only be called a "ruin", he said hatefully: "This is the last moment of Hadaha." ”

From the 6th to the 7th, the 109th Division suffered nearly 1,000 casualties, of which nearly 300 were killed, half of which were lost on the slope of the hill on the north bank. For Zhang Zhennan, the price has been extremely heavy. However, the right flank of Hadaha's armed guards could still hold behind the defense line on the north bank, and did not retreat as a whole, and it was tenacious to this point, which greatly surprised Zhang Zhennan and even Pan Shiyu.

It is estimated that more than 3,000 people were killed on the right flank of the Armed Guards, and countless people were wounded. According to the information of the Military Intelligence Department, the strength of this unit is only 13,000 or 4,000 at most, so if you count it, I am afraid that all the officers and men of the armed guard army who are still alive are injured. Changing to a red coat, fighting to this point, the commander of the troops, the mentors of the Heavenly Punishment Society and the Holy Martial Society also need to do their best to maintain the formation of the troops, unless they fall into the death ground, it will be difficult to continue fighting. And Hadaha's general flag is not only fluttering on the defense line, but behind the defense line, the Qing soldiers are still assembling for battle, which makes Zhang Zhennan also have three points of fear.

Hadaha can clearly retreat, he has done his best, the British and Qing have been fighting for thirty years, except for the Xishan camp Han military camp in Jiangxi to create a considerable threat to Yinghua, the Qing generals who can make the commander-level generals hate and gnash their teeth are the Hadaha in front of him. In the battle against the elite red-clothed head-on, the Qing general who caused thousands of casualties in the red-clothed shirt was the only one.

Sure enough, it is worthy of the Tartar chieftain who slaughtered a city in Jilin......

With such feelings, Zhang Zhennan gave the order to advance cautiously, and after crossing the river, the main force of the 109th Division not only did not sweep the north bank like a tiger descending from the mountain, but was on the verge of an abyss, guarding against it step by step.

The artillery swept and the infantry advanced, and at about 6 o'clock, the 109th Division advanced more than a mile deep on the north bank, confirming that the Qing troops did not set up an ambush on the abandoned defensive line, and planted a huge amount of gunpowder. At this time, it is less than a hundred zhang away from the last line of defense on the north bank, and it is believed that there are still thousands of Qing soldiers on the defense line.

One by one, the horizontal array unfolded, one artillery shot out, twenty or even thirty pounds of artillery continued to exert power in the rear, the flying cannon began to measure and position, and even the swarm of bee gun wings also picked out the last batch of rockets in good condition, and set up the cannon in front of the infantry array.

Four-pound cannons, eight-catty cannons and flying cannons roared in front of the array, and the defense line three or four miles wide was splashed with mud and smoke, and the Qing soldiers who stayed on the defense line had only two choices, rushed out to fight, turned around and ran alive, and continued to shrink in the trench There was only one end, and when the cannon stopped, the tide of the red-clothed infantry would wash away the trench where they were hiding.

Zhang Zhennan was squinting his eyes at the Qing defense line, and a flag suddenly penetrated the smoke and dust, and appeared in front of the red-clothed array with a width of three miles, which was a double dragon holding pearl flag with a yellow background, and a "Ha" character was embroidered in a huge circle on a white background.

Hadha's general flag, this person actually led the team to charge......

When the crowd dispersed the smoke and dust and clearly reflected the eyes of the British and Chinese officers and soldiers, everyone's eyes shrank.

Winter hats, flower feathers, blue and black jackets with gold trim, leather boots, short guns, waist knives, the Qing soldiers who rushed to the front turned out to be officials!

Hundreds of officers led a full three or four thousand men and horses, from a mile away, launched a decisive attack on the red clothes who were waiting for the battle.

Last night and in the morning, the opponent's frantic counterattack was only taught by the grenadiers and a few units, and this was the final duel between the Wuwei Army and the entire 109th Division. The bravery and bravery displayed by the opponent were an imposing force that most of the officers and men of the 109th Division had never experienced. It was hard for the officers and soldiers to believe that on the opposite side were the Manchu Tartars, who had reached the end of their rope, as if they were facing the Houjin Tartars on the battlefields of Sarhu and Daling River more than a hundred years ago.

Just when the momentum of the 109th Division's red clothes was overwhelming, an old man with white hair stood up, it was the chief sergeant who had been imprisoned in Anshan Post Fort before, and he stood at the forefront with his back to the Tartars. The cry spread throughout the array.

"The jackal is cornered! This is the last madness! ”

The old man's voice brought the hearts of the red-clothed people, yes, the Tartars on the opposite side were the Wuwei Army, who were massacring the Han people in Liaodong. His Majesty has pronounced a death sentence, and this order is known to all enemies, and there is no way out for this Tartar.

People who have no way out still have all kinds of thoughts, but the other party is not a person, it is a bloodthirsty jackal, and when there is no way to retreat, they have to fight for their lives.

But if you are a human being, how can you be afraid of jackals......

Zhang Zhennan rode out of the ranks. Zhensheng shouted: "Sons! Ahead is the jackal who slaughtered Jilin City! Kill the wolf! ”

"Kill the wolf!"

The array shouted loudly, and after a while, the shout of "kill the wolf" echoed in the north and south of the Shahe River.

Tom tom tom ......

The heavy artillery roared, and a solid round bullet slashed through the air, crushing blood marks through the crowd of enemy troops in front.

Fluffy ......

The flying cannon roared, and the flowering bombs ranging from six catties, twelve catties, and thirty catties pulled the curved trajectory, blooming the turbid and bloody ceremonial flowers.

Knock knock knock......

The four-pound cannon in front of the array began to sing. The shells were fired into the crowd of enemy soldiers in a straight trajectory, piercing one line of death after another.

Whoosh ......

When the shock crowd approached within 100 zhang, a swarm of bees also spoke, and in the large balls of salute flowers exploded by other artillery, the rockets were like starlight dotted in between, densely blooming endlessly.

The earthquake trembled, and the smoke and dust in front continued to thicken, but the Yellow Dragon General Banner still stood tenaciously. It never seems to fall.

At around 6:25 p.m. on 7 August, a flowering bomb exploded over the Huanglong Banner, like a steel fireworks umbrella, covering the flag and the people together.

After an interval of ten or so seconds, the flag swayed and stood up again. The flag is riddled with holes.

Under the banner, Hadaha and his generals were all in tattered clothes, their skin was scorched, and they were bloodstained, and they shouted at each other, holding on to prevent themselves from falling.

"Waving, waving the flag ......"

Half of Hadha's face seemed to be scorched, revealing the roots of Bai Sensen's teeth, and he made a faint sound with difficulty, and one of his eyes still shone with determination.

Continue to rush and continue to fight, it doesn't matter if my Hadaha falls, it doesn't matter if the right wing of the Wuwei Army is wiped out, Ah Gui is still fighting, Zhaohui's Chinese army has also moved, it should have infiltrated the flank of the red clothes, and when my Hadaha has attracted all the attention of the red clothes, stop the waist and stab.

In addition to Zhaohui, there is also Gao Jin, he must have rushed out from the direction of Qianshan and is kicking the butt of the red cloth fiercely. We have already discussed, we are the five tiger generals of Manchuria, we are the last heroes of the Manchurians, we have made a blood alliance, and vowed to do everything we can to protect the Qing Dynasty and the survival of the Manchu people.

Hadaha thought so, and his fleshy arm also put on the flagpole and shook it with his subordinates.

The flag was unfurled, like the unyielding will of Hadaha and the remnants of the right wing of the Armed Guard, and then the top of Hadaha's head darkened, and the light was swallowed by the steel flames that covered the sky, and the last trace of consciousness was still reading: My sacrifice is worth it......

The flag disappeared again, and from the side of the red clothes, solid bullets, flowering bombs, and rockets swarmed in, and there was nothing to be seen except for the constantly bursting flames and rising pillars of smoke.

With the annihilation of the flag, at 6:30 a.m., the wave of impact on the right flank of the Armed Guards collapsed violently, and the greatest threat faced by the 109th Division was only a group of scattered and obviously dizzy Qing troops approaching to within 30 zhang, and the infantry array swept them all away with drill-level guns.

When the neat array was divided into countless red torrents and rushed towards the north, Zhang Zhennan and a group of officers came to the place where the Huanglong General Banner disappeared, dug out a mutilated head that had been burned half of its face from the pile of stumps and scorched flesh, and relied on the other half of the face to confirm that this was Hadaha, with this flag as the center, within a radius of thirty zhang, concentrated the corpses of almost all the remaining generals on the right wing of the Wuwei Army.

"The hardest force of the armed guards solved the ......"

Zhang Zhennan stationed the knife on the ground. There was a hint of relief on his face, but more of a doubt.

What about Zhaohui's Chinese army? That's also tens of thousands of horses, just sitting back and watching Hadaha fall? If Zhaohui is also a diehards like Hadaha, this battle can really be fought.

Sifangtai, Pan Shiyu, who is in charge of the Anshan battlefield, is also scratching his head for a huge doubt, what about the left wing of the Wuwei Army of Gao Jin? That's also tens of thousands of horses, not lurking in the Qianshan area?

When the battle of Shahe was in full swing, the 104th Division also launched a general attack on the Agui Department on the eastern mountain of Yufoshan. Although he did not occupy Dongshan, Ah Gui was no longer able to maintain a continuous defensive line in Dongshan, and many places had been broken through, and he was being cut into an isolated position on the top of the mountain.

In view of the fact that the 104th and 109th Divisions have attacked on all fronts. With only the 108th Division and a small number of South Korean troops left in his hands, Pan Shiyu thought that the Gao Jin Division should attack at this time, so he did not hesitate to remove most of the artillery from the 104th Division, slowed down the attack on Yu Foshan, and waited for the Gao Jin Division to attack from the east of Qianshan and penetrate directly into his rear.

But by the time it was almost dusk, Hadaha had been destroyed, and Aguibu was at the point where it was about to be divided and eaten if it did not retreat. Gao Jinbu was still nowhere to be seen, combined with Zhang Zhennan's news that the Zhaohui Department moved east at noon and there was no movement after that, Pan Shiyu began to feel that his brain was not enough, and the game of Tartar seemed to be very big......

More than ten miles east of the Jade Buddha Mountain, crossing the Sand River that turns to flow north-south, in a ravine of a thousand mountains. Ah Gui, who was covered in dirt, glared at Gao Jin angrily, with a shocked face of disbelief.

"Why!? Why did you retreat at the last minute!? Where is Gao Jin, who was fighting with Nian Qianyao in Salhu City before!? ”

"Hadaha held out until the last moment, and he was full of thoughts that you could rush out, that you could punch the red coat in the ass, that you could turn the tide of the battle. Not only does he believe it, but I also believe it, but why!? Why have my defenses been pierced. You still haven't shown up!? ”

"Why...... Why would you do this? What about the oath we swore together!? You buried our Wuwei Army, buried the Qing Dynasty, buried the Manchu clan, it's all you......"

Ah Gui grabbed Gao Jin's chest, first roared sharply, and then turned into a sad cry. The Wuwei army went to Anshan. The Empress Dowager Cichun really didn't hold back a bit, and allowed them to do everything cheaply. Zhaohui acted as the commander of the armed forces, but all the battle plans were drawn up by Ah Gui.

According to Ah Gui's plan, the Korean soldiers were left in the west to fight a bad battle, the most courageous Hadaha was used in the front, and the Jade Buddha Mountain in the east was personally entered into battle, Zhaohui was in the north to charge, and Gao Jin's left wing of 10,000 people lurked in Qianshan, waiting for the battle on all three sides, and then killed from the flank. With this arrangement, even if the engagement is not effective, the armed guards are on the outside line, and they can still advance and retreat freely.

Although Anshan Post Fort and Camel Mountain were lost overnight, and the attempt to block the red clothes was not realized, the red clothes still rushed forward in a daze, and the victory in the art of war was still dominant, which is why he still maintained steady confidence in front of his subordinates.

Unexpectedly, in a fierce battle for one night and two days, Hadaha fought out, and he was almost at the limit of collapse, and Gao Jin still had no action.

Seeing that the fall of Dongshan was imminent, Ah Gui had to take a few cronies down the mountain to cross the river and come to Qianshan to find Gao Jin.

Fortunately, Gao Jin didn't leave, which is exactly what he was full of, you don't fight or retreat here, what are you thinking!?

was angrily reprimanded by Ah Gui, and even the charge of losing the country and the family was deducted on his head, Gao Jin couldn't stop shouting: "Why don't I move? Because Zhaohui sent someone to send me a message, saying that Hadaha's brutal attack had messed up their tacit understanding, and that the sand river was so wide, he lost the bank that night, the small hillside, and didn't take it all night. ”

Ah Gui was stunned, Gao Jin's words were like a steel needle, and his full fighting heart was a balloon, and he was pierced by this needle, and his heart leaked out.

At this moment, the world in Ah Gui's heart suddenly overturned, and he not only vaguely understood Gao Jin's thoughts, but was even rapidly building his own new ideas.

"I sent several groups of people to Dongshan to look for you, wanting to discuss the following matters with you, but I haven't found you, I want to say...... Zhaohui also means the same thing, and now ...... The tide is over......"

Gao Jin stammered his thoughts, there were probably too many emotions to hide, he didn't dare to look directly at Ah Gui, and he didn't fight or retreat, and he was still jealous of Ah Gui, and he had to wait until the situation on Ah Gui's side was clear before he dared to make a move.

"That's right, the general trend...... It's long gone. ”

Ah Gui said lightly, twenty-four years ago, the trend of the Qing Dynasty was subverted, fourteen years ago, the general trend of the Qing Dynasty has been irretrievable, four years ago, it was already the trend of nine deaths and one life, and the battle of Anshan in front of him, Anshan Post Fort and Camel Mountain fell in an instant, and the general trend of this battle has been buried.

Thinking of Hadaha, who should have died in battle, the corners of Ah Gui's mouth twitched slightly, before Ortai used their Wuwei Army to suppress the rebellious Han people in Liaodong, although there were many people, but it was not enough to slaughter the city, but Hadaha, a reckless man, slaughtered Jilin City without authorization, making the Wuwei Army the target of everyone. I also felt that this was not a move to unite the army, but I also complained that Hadaha had lost the way to maneuver.

Probably seeing with his own eyes the unstoppable momentum of the red clothes, Zhaohui was the first to calm down, and began to seek a way back for the Wuwei Army and himself.

Poor Hadaha...... He was afraid that when he died, he still thought that Zhaohui and Gao Jin would be able to act according to the plan.

It's a pity that in this world, there are only a few crazy people after all, and everyone has to plan for themselves.

Ah Gui felt a thick bitterness in his heart, but his face didn't show half a point, and he asked Gao Jin in a slow tone: "What is Zhaohui's plan!?" ”

Gao Jin said: "Zhaohui said, Shengjing is a pot of boiling soup, we can't take it, it's better to go east!" ”

East...... The pseudo-Yan country of the Nian family?

Ah Gui sneered in his heart, Nian Fu is in the Zhaohui Army, it seems that Zhaohui has received Hadaha's inheritance in its entirety, the Manchurian Five Tiger Generals...... The generosity and pride when the blood was the alliance at the beginning, under the general trend, before self-interest, was so nothing.

Looking at Gao Jin, who was looking earnest, Ah Gui asked again: "You don't have any ideas yourself, you must listen to Zhaohui?" ”

Gao Jin said puzzledly: "I am Zhaohui's brother-in-law, of course I have to listen to him." ”

Ah Gui nodded and said, "Good, good, good ......"

He suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Gao Jin, you are actually in the Southern Barbarians!" Watch the fire from the other side here, sit back and watch Hadaha and my army defeated, and bury tens of thousands of sincere people in our armed guards! You deserve to be condemned! ”

Gao Jin's eyes were torn, blood gushed into the sky, and he was speechless for a while.

"Just for your glory and wealth, not only Hadaha and I were sold, but also the entire left wing! Why have you been waiting here? It's just that the red clothes surround everyone and catch them all! ”

Ah Gui gritted his teeth and said: "Gao Jin, you and I are like brothers, but you actually did such a thing that heaven and man do not tolerate, and I, Ah Gui, broke off with you!" ”

Gao Jin finally squeezed out a sentence: "I, how could I ......"

Before he finished speaking, Peng's voice, white smoke rose, and his chest was also painful, and then he lost all his strength, and he fell softly, only to see Ah Gui holding a short hammer in his hand, only to hear him shouting: "Everyone who is a thief will be punished!" ”

Commanding his cronies to kill Gao Jin's henchmen in one go, Ah Gui summoned all the generals on the left flank, and said in a deep voice: "We Wuwei will never give up, we will never give up, no matter where we retreat, no matter where we retreat......"

The rebellion of a thousand mountains, Pan Shiyu didn't know it, and he didn't know that the battle of Anshan was actually over, he had already won, and there was no barrier before Shengjing.

At the beginning of the night, he was saddened by another matter, in the west direction, his South Korean retinues and the North Korean retinues of the Wuwei Army were inextricably killed, and he would never give up until the last man did not fight......