Okay, don't think nonsense, Wang Zhenyu glared at the person who was still shaking himself, "It's okay, give you such a shake, but now it's okay." ”

Ma Xicheng breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew his hand in a sneer, and no longer called Wang Zhenyu's nickname: "Master Guanjiao, it's okay." ”

Pipe belt adult? Wang Zhenyu felt that the second monk couldn't touch his head, he subconsciously touched the back of his head, well, how sticky, it smelled a little fishy. Oops, bleeding, it is estimated that the former owner of this body knocked the back of his head on the stone for some reason, otherwise it would not be his turn to transfer the ownership to himself. This stone, well, in terms of transfer ability alone, is a fight with the cut cake sold to Mo Yan by Xinjiang people.

Fortunately, the wound was not too big, and the blood did not flow much, so after Ma Xicheng treated it with a simple wrap of gauze and bandages with him, it was no major problem. Wang Zhenyu stood up proudly, patted the ash on his buttocks, and jumped a few times.

Ma Xicheng was really relieved to see Wang Zhenyu like this, but Wang Zhenyu's next words directly made him nervous again: "Who are you?" Who am I? Where is this? ”

The subsequent journey, probably because the pain of the wound continued to stimulate the cranial nerves, Wang Zhenyu's brain became extraordinarily awake. He began to sort through the remaining memories that his body had left for him.

He quickly remembered that the person in front of him was his cousin Ma Xicheng, the original owner of his body, and it was very coincidental that the original owner of this body was also called Wang Zhenyu, and his name was not bad at all, the word was positive, his hometown was Baoqing Mansion (now Shaoyang) Wugang County, unmarried, born in the 16th year of Guangxu in the Qing Dynasty (1890) October 10, now it is exactly 21 years old, 15-year-old relied on the clan uncle Wang Longzhong's Baoju into the Hunan Army Primary School, graduated at the age of 18 and was assigned to 49 standards as a shed, and at the age of 20, he was promoted to the team. Half a month ago, he became a pipe band in the second battalion. The parents are alive at home, the father is called Wang Longxian, the mother is called Wang Chen, there are seven brothers and sisters in his family, he is the third, there is a brother and a sister above, and there are three brothers and a sister below. The current time is the 19th day of the ninth lunar month of the third year of Xuantong (November 9, 1911......

The above-mentioned Ma Xicheng also opened his mouth to help Wang Zhenyu sort it out, so the memory became clear here.

"Wait" Wang Zhenyu hurriedly interrupted his cousin's words, because he already knew that this person's mother, Ma Chen, was his own aunt, but now, he was not very interested in this, "Cousin, what did you just say, it's the third year of Xuantong?" So where are we now? ”

Wang Zhenyu's junior high school history teacher and head teacher is a native of Shaodong, Hunan, and is deeply despised by Wang Zhenyu because he likes to ask students for gifts, but Wang Zhenyu still takes his history class very hard, and he clearly remembers that the so-called Xuantong Emperor was overthrown in the third year, so has the Xinhai Revolution broken out now?

"It's Hanyang (here), and we're now aiding the Hunan-Hunan army!" As if cooperating with Ma Xicheng, as soon as the words fell, a cannon rang out in the distance, which seemed very poignant in this silent night. Wang Zhenyu suddenly felt a cold breath coming out from the bottom of his spine and rushing directly to his neck, and his whole body couldn't help but snort.

Wang Zhenyu's eyes straightened now: Mom, it's really revolutionary, and he also aided the Hunan-Hunan army. Lao Tzu has nothing to do, he actually threw himself into the forefront of the Xinhai Revolution, isn't it a joke? If you don't play like this, it's better to cast a disability, at least the disability doesn't have to go to the battlefield and die again, doesn't it mean that Lao Tzu's life is not over? Look at your sister's temptation to go back to the village, you are a serious dereliction of duty. Okay, haode Huanyang was made a one-day trip to Hong Kong and Macao by you. When I die again this time, I will definitely run to Hades' ** every day, even if I am sent to a hellish mental hospital, I am not afraid, anyway, I am not finished with you!

Niu Tou Ma Mian, who was watching "The Temptation to Return to the Village", couldn't help but sneeze while wiping his tears.

For the history of the Xinhai Revolution, Wang Zhenyu can be regarded as a door clear!

Although the whole country condemned the Japanese government for revising history textbooks and beautifying the history of aggression. But in fact, the Celestial Empire's own history textbooks have also been repeatedly raped many times according to political needs, historical figures have been completely faced, good people have helped their grandmothers cross the road since they were young, and bad people have climbed trees and dug birds' nests since they were young.

But no matter how it is changed and beautified, there is one thing that Wang Zhenyu remembers very clearly and will never be mistaken: Mr. Sun Yat-sen, the righteous and bright great sage, gentleman and father of the country, has never been the bald opponent of the reactionary, dark, corrupt, despicable villain and thief of the country from beginning to end.

Deeply influenced by patriotism and positive revolutionary traditional education for many years, he insisted that justice would defeat evil, and every time he saw the scene of Sun Yuan's duel in the history textbook, he prayed extremely sincerely that the father of the nation could explode once in the small universe, and then kill Yuan Guangtou with a Pegasus meteor punch, rebuild China, and then conquer Shijie. But after all, history is different from history textbooks, and it is not an anti-Japanese TV series that will make people sympathize with Japanese devils, it is real and cruel. The end result is often that the revolution of the Father of the Nation has not yet succeeded, and then he takes a group of revolutionary comrades who still need to work hard to go to the Japanese Black Dragon Society again and again to regain his strength and continue to work hard. And then there were many defeats and battles...... This is how history goes on and on.

I don't know if they met Chen Zhen of the Jingwumen who came to kick the hall when they were in the Black Dragon Club? If you see it, will these revolutionaries help the Black Dragon Society or Chen Zhen? Uh, it's far away again.

To get back to the point, the reason for its failure is still due to strength, and the Beiyang Army in this era is too TM to fight.

As far as the Asian Army of the same era is concerned, the six towns of Beiyang, which have been trained with the strength of the whole country, can be regarded as the first-class in Asia in terms of individual equipment and training level. You think, in order for the Germans to teach themselves, they honestly cut off the braids left by their ancestors. This is much more pragmatic and reliable than the Chinese Football Association and the General Administration of Sports, which have always emphasized Chinese characteristics and national conditions in later generations, and have repeatedly refused to integrate with advanced international concepts. In this way, it seems that the style of these two yamen in later generations is more yamen than that of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and they are more than equal, should this be regarded as progress or regression?

Later generations of military fans even had such a immature assumption about the Beiyang Army in this era, if China at that time could have a strong enough military industry to guarantee it. In terms of the combat effectiveness of the Beiyang Army alone, it can even wrestle with the armies of European powers during World War I. This is not nonsense, you don't look at who trained the Beiyang Army, it is the most serious German on this shijie.

It is a pity that after the fall of the Qing Dynasty, civil strife continued for many years, and until the founding of New China, China failed to recover to the fourth historical height of the GDP of the Qing Empire. After all, during the Republic of China, the land was still private, and there was no political basis for the vigorous development of real estate. The ending of the Beiyang Army is naturally the same as that of Chinese football that does not pay attention to the foundation of youth training in later generations, even if it relies on a certain group of players to enter the Shijie Cup, it cannot change the essence of its castle in the air and bamboo shoots in the mountains.

The ending is naturally unnoticed.

To get back to the point, how strong is the Beiyang Army? You can go and see the masters who wrote novels in later generations and returned to the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, almost every master of their pen openly opened their heads, no matter how smart and wise, they would not be heroic and go directly to the Beiyang Army to train alone. Generally speaking, they will find a place far away from the Beiyang Army, practice their internal skills hard and wait for the opportunity, and then run out and defeat the Beiyang to unify the whole country with a gloomy ecstasy palm. So we can often see people who run to Nanjing to bleed and play with Zhang Xun, but we don't see anyone who is brave enough Lang Man enough to be simple enough and cute enough to come to Wuhan to fight Feng Guozhang. If you compare it with online games, then Zhang Xun is the treasure of brushing experience, and Feng Guozhang is the ultimate boss. Such a challenging and difficult goal should be left to other revolutionary aspiring young people of the same era to deal with!

The revolution is Lang Man, it is glorious to participate in the revolution, and Wang Zhenyu, who received the red education of later generations, also has this concept left in his brain, but he is not brain-dead after all. He knew what the war was all about, and it was not the same thing as the Soviet-Zhejiang coalition army fighting Nanjing at all, there were people who released water, and then a bunch of people rushed in, and Zhang Xun, who saw that the situation was not good, ran out with a group of people, and then Nanjing was recovered. As for Wuhan here, in addition to the numerical superiority of the people's army, the quality of the soldiers and equipment are more than one grade behind the Beiyang Army, and the person responsible for commanding the operation is still a traditional good person like Huang Xing who has a reputation but no real talent, and history has proved many times that good people generally do bad things with good intentions, and their ability to cause their own harm is often worse than that of the enemy.

So the problem came out, at this time, there was no Lang Man, only the excitement of death, and the excitement of death. What's even more tragic is that it is a good person who kills you, so are you a good person or a bad person who is killed? Rest in peace......

Thinking of this, Wang Zhenyu screamed sadly in his heart, bull head and horse face, I thank you for your eight generations of ancestors. How can you be so unprofessional?!

"Report to Commander-in-Chief Wang, and the second battalion will bring Wang Zhenyu to report." Wang Zhenyu tried his best to pretend to be a soldier, with his chest up, his head raised and his abdomen tucked, and his feet together, facing Wang Longzhong was a standard military salute.

Although Wang Longzhong is a person with rough lines, he also clearly feels that his nephew is different today. In the past, people called uncle, for fear that others wouldn't know that it was their nephew, why was it so formal today? After being a soldier for so many years, it is the first time I have seen him stand in such a standard military posture!

"Your ......" glanced at Wang Zhenyu again, and Wang Longzhong was stunned: "What's the matter with your size?" ”

Wang Zhenyu hadn't thought about how to answer, and Ma Xicheng, who was standing behind him, replied one step at a time: "Report to the commander-in-chief, on the way here just now, the Guan Belt accidentally fell off the horse, and the back of his head was bleeding." Some trance! ”

Wang Zhenyu praised it in his heart, wonderful, he explained it all for me, and I saved trouble.

"Oh, you ghost cub, why are you careless, you were injured before you even went into battle. Mo Zilo? Wang Longzhong's face was cold and warm, obviously he cared, but he made him speak with anger.