(Thank you all for sticking to this, and the damn war is finally coming to an end today.) The next volume, maybe some people will feel uncomfortable reading it. All I can say is, I'm sorry, the real history is meant to be like this. When the evil devil is in charge, everyone worships and becomes a Buddha. ）

The mournful scream stimulated the half-dead squad leader, who was already dying, his eyes were dilated and his face was pale. I was startled by this cry, but I opened my eyes completely, maybe it was back to the light, and there was a little abnormal flush on my face.

He looked at Wang Hui in surprise, glared at him and asked, "You called just now, right?" ＂

Without waiting for Wang Hui to answer, he suddenly became smiling: "Good guy, it turned out to be a little girl!" ＂

Wang Hui knew that the squad leader was hopeless, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

The squad leader took a breath and said, "It's okay, let's go home after this battle." You little girl, what kind of soldier are you? ＂

Wang Hui said: "I looked for my separated brother, and I heard that he was also a soldier. ＂

But the squad leader didn't have the strength to listen anymore, and gasped and said, "No matter, if I had known, I would have married you as a daughter-in-law." Good girl, good marksmanship, more, kill a few more, give, avenge me, revenge"

As he spoke, his eyelids slowly closed.

Wang Hui burst into tears.

At dusk, the hilltop position was in shambles, with dead and wounded everywhere, and mourning everywhere. Feng Zicai secretly called it a fluke in his heart, it was really a bit of a fluke to be able to block the enemy's attack today, especially at the critical moment, the commander of the French army, Despere, was sniped by Wang Hui, which greatly affected the morale of the other party.

"According to Jihua, the Western Front should have started the operation a few days ago, I don't know how it is now? Feng Zicai thought to himself.

At this time, Lieutenant General Frey's mood was even lower than that of the trumpet, and the mood was as bad as it was. He had to admit the fact that the inferior people he had despised, the yellow-skinned monkeys he had contemptively called, could fight bravely and tenaciously, and were completely worthy of respect.

This cold fact completely shattered his original illusions: an easy invasion of China, a brilliant victory, a large indemnity for the Republic and a huge colony. Then, as a national hero of France, he returned home. Riding a tall horse through the Arc de Triomphe in Paris, everyone stood on both sides of the avenue and threw flowers, and countless aristocratic girls could compete to have a romantic affair with him

But now, his dreams are shattered, and he is worried that he will go to a court-martialed and be tried by a court-martial. He is now beginning to calm down, the Chinese are fierce enemies, and they cannot expect a quick victory.

People think very strangely, sometimes when faced with a bunch of big things, they suddenly think about a small thing inexplicably.

Frey was now in such a strange state, and when he was faced with the chaos of the Zhennanguan battlefield, he suddenly thought of another thing.

He vaguely remembered that on July 6 or 7, he sent a telegram to the 1st Brigade stationed in Xuanguang on the Western Front. The content of the telegram was to ask the brigade commander Borier to transfer some artillery to Zhennanguan, why hasn't it arrived yet?

As soon as he thought of this, a telegram came, and as soon as Frey opened it, his two eyes almost didn't pop out.

The telegram was sent by Pourier from Lang Son: On the 7th of July, Xuan Guang was lost! The enemy is already on Lang Mountain.

Frey couldn't believe his eyes, which meant that by the time he received the telegram, Lang Son had already been lost.

It's over, the back road is cut off. Frey stood there dumbfounded, dumbfounded, and the telegram fell weakly.

In fact, on July 6, Ding Yuntong, who was far away in Beijing, gave an order to the Chinese heavy army group on the Western Front to "climb new heights"

This is a pre-designed haode code, if it is "east wind and rain", it means that Zhennanguan is missing, and the army will advance to the northeast to support the direction of Zhennanguan.

And if it is "climbing a new peak", it means that the time is ripe, and the whole army will quickly insert in the southeast direction, cutting off the rear road of the main force of the French army.

And so, the counterattack began.

In northern Vietnam, on the western stretch of the Sino-Vietnamese border, tropical rainforests cover the sky and the sun, like a sea of green.

In the past few months, Chinese sappers have secretly carved out several smooth roads in this rainforest, opening roads in the mountains and building bridges in the water, and the army has secretly infiltrated Xian'an, northwest of Xuanguang.

After receiving the order to act, tens of thousands of Chinese troops immediately advanced along the road to the southwest. The middle assault force was the Nie Shicheng Guards Brigade and the Zuo Guigui 2nd Division, flanked by Wu Changqing's 4th Division and Cen Yuying's 6th Division. The whole army marched lightly, all the heavy artillery was handed over to the rear troops, and the 75mm Krupp field guns and the Grusen light guns were all disassembled into parts and carried by mules and horses, without carrying any excess baggage. Dry food was prepared in advance, basically corn cobs and potatoes that had already been roasted, as well as bacon and beans, and they were eaten directly on the road.

In the middle of the night on July 6, the army launched a surprise attack and broke through Xuanguang in one fell swoop, and Pourier fled with more than a thousand remnants. Since the telegraph line was cut, it was not even possible to alarm Frey.

By 10 July, the Chinese army had almost caught Pourier's ass and chased him to Lang Son. As soon as Pourier sent a telegram, he had no choice but to continue on his way.

On July 12, Ding Yuntong, who was far away in Beijing, finally looked forward to the good news he had dreamed of: the army of the Western Front had occupied Lang Son! The big stone that had been pressing on his heart for many days was finally put down, and Ding Yuntong was relieved.

Now that the main force of the French Army is the turtle in the urn and the bird in the cage, what an exciting time it will be! The faces of these foreign devils must be extremely exciting. ＂

This war is too important for him, and it will be his most important ruling foundation to establish prestige through war, to control the army through rewards and punishments for military achievements, to make the new army his own interest group, and to form a group of landlords with military merits.

In fact, Ding Yuntong was already feeling the pressure of domination, and the Manchu nobles began to question that their policies would lead to "sinicization", and the Empress Dowager Ci'an persuaded them many times. After the book publishing policy was loosened, a very small number of intellectuals began to preach the parliamentary system in the West, advocating elections, constitutionalism, and the opening of the National Assembly, especially the "Constitutional Research Society" of Yan Fu, which was particularly active. These views are influential among young students, and they are all threats to their own centralization.

However, Ding Yuntong already has a set of ways to deal with it, but before that, he must first establish his prestige before he can promote the cult of personality, and the later articles can be done. This war is the key to building prestige.

The news of the cutting off of the back road quickly spread throughout the French army, and the whole army was immediately in chaos. On July 12, a dozen soldiers stormed the headquarters in an attempt to kill the "incompetent Frey." Although it was suppressed, the troops were out of control and could no longer fight, and Frey could only order to withdraw to Tongdeng.

By July 17, before a solution could be decided, the army's food was in short supply.

At this time, Frey's men, the miscellaneous army, plus the wounded and sick and more than 17,000 people, plus thousands of civilian personnel, including civilians, logistics and transportation personnel, French company and enterprise personnel, including those Vietnamese Catholics who usually oppressed their compatriots, the total number exceeded 20,000, but they had run out of ammunition and food. The soldiers gathered around the priest and prayed: "Our heavenly Father, let your name be exalted; Thy kingdom come; Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us our daily bread today. Forgive us our sins, as we forgive others. Save us from evil."

The French army completely collapsed.

The food is gone, hunger is spreading everywhere, everything that can be eaten is eaten. Wild grasses, bamboo, bark, leaves, flowers, all of them were eaten if they could bite their teeth anyway. One of the officers fell, and in order to fight for his belt and boots, a group of people fought together, because the leather could barely be eaten if it was boiled.

The sick and wounded continue to die due to malnutrition and lack of medicines. At first, they were buried and tombstones were erected with dignity, but later, no one cared about them, and the bodies were thrown on the side of the road, and everything on their bodies was stripped naked.

Frey sat silently in the headquarters, his shoulder still bandaged with gauze, this injury was not given by the Chinese. A dozen French corporals attempted to assassinate him, but they were suppressed by the guards, who only stabbed Frey in the shoulder. But Frey's worst wound was in his heart, and the corporal kept shouting, "You're the culprit, you incompetent shit, you've killed everyone!" ＂

Frey's heart was really stabbed, and he had to admit that those people were right. It was a complete mistake to come to Vietnam, not only lost his honor, lost tens of thousands of French elites, and even lost his own life, did he still have the face to return to France?

Frey only now remembered that Miller, who was far away in Saigon, he was right, he was a real general, everything was for work, everything was for the country. Only a villain like himself would be bent on personal fame and fortune. Ignoring the laws of war and not analyzing the situation on the battlefield to achieve today's outcome, it is really self-inflicted.

Frey smiled wryly as he wrote with a pen on paper:

All units were under the command of Major General Elminga. Frey.

Then, a few more words were written on another piece of paper:

Dear General Erminga: If the Chinese promise humanitarian treatment, you can choose the appropriate way to save the lives of the soldiers and avoid unnecessary casualties. This is my personal decision, please keep this piece of paper, you may be able to use it in the future. You faithful Frey.

After writing two pieces of paper, Frey suddenly remembered that he had originally wanted to hold a cocktail party in Guangxi, China. Therefore, he asked Saigon for cutlery, which is ridiculous to think about. He couldn't help but daxiao, he hadn't been so happy for a long time.

The guards next to him stared at each other with wide eyes, and they all thought about the same thing: "Will the general go crazy?" ＂

That same night, Frey slit his own throat with a saber.

By the time the guards found him, he was already out of breath and bleeding profusely. A military uniform was neatly stacked next to it, and perhaps Frey felt that he did not deserve to wear it before he died.

On July 18, the new commander of the French army, Irminga, sent a messenger to the Chinese army to formally negotiate surrender.

Feng Zicai had been instructed by the emperor in advance to properly preserve the face of the French army. Through negotiations between the two sides, the French army finally announced its unconditional surrender, and the Chinese side promised to treat the prisoners in a humane manner, and allowed French military officers above the school level to keep their swords.

Subsequently, the French army and its entourage, totaling more than 17,000 people, all laid down their arms and accepted the reorganization and control of the Chinese side.

That night, in Beijing, Ding Yuntong just got the "fetal brush" he wanted, he gently rubbed the shiny and moist brush hairs, and when he remembered that these hairs were from the girl's crotch, he only felt that his heart was a little itchy.

He made up his mind, and used this "fetal brush" to > a new editorial for the

The next day, the and other major newspapers successively reported the news of the unconditional surrender of the main force of the French army stationed in Vietnam at Dong Deng, and the article reviewed the entire course of the Sino-French war, in which the Chinese army annihilated more than 15,000 French troops and thousands of Vietnamese mercenaries on various battlefields for more than a year. The total number of French soldiers and their retinue captured reached 20,000, including the lone vice admiral and five rear admirals Negri, Pourier, Mosillon, Beran, and Erminga. Two other lieutenant generals were killed and wounded. This was the first victory in a foreign war in China's modern history, and its significance can be described in any glorious language.

The newspapers unanimously summed it up with the emperor's words: The Chinese people have stood up from now on!

ps. Volume II ended, and in fact the treaty had not yet been signed, so it could not be regarded as truly over. But I'm so tired of this volume, I don't want to stay any longer, and I hope you don't bother with this mistake. See Volume III: Long Live the