Start: Datang Wanli a lonely city

Chapter 945 Relaxation and Worry

Time: October 10th, around 15:7 in the morning; there are still almost sixty hours left before Hu Biao and others adhere to the deadline for the first phase of the mission.

After putting down a beautiful tea cup that he snatched from his hand, Montauban, the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces.

To the senior officers around him, he said very seriously:
  “It is indeed the tea enjoyed by the Daqing Emperor, even though it is more fragrant in fragrance and sweeter in taste than the best tea in Darjeeling.

I have to say that this ancient Eastern Empire really has some good things. "

After hearing this, all the senior officers of the coalition forces present nodded and started a discussion about the tea this morning. The scene was very lively and relaxed.

Such a relaxing and comfortable tea tasting event lasted for another half an hour.

Montauban turned his head and glanced in the direction of the coalition soldiers in the barracks. With a casual expression, he said lightly:
  "Okay, the boys have finished today's sumptuous breakfast.

You can tell them that they can launch an attack; today, let us completely eliminate the people of Xuange Camp and let everything come to an end.

correct! Tell the boys for me, whoever rushes in first later will have the priority to receive three pieces of loot. "

"Dear Commander-in-Chief, everything will go as you wish~"

A group of senior officers of the coalition forces responded in this way one after another after hearing the words; their expressions also looked extremely indifferent and relaxed.

Mainly because in their opinion, there was no suspense in today's battle.

While the morale of the soldiers under his command had been well restored after some special relaxation yesterday; on the contrary, the manpower and equipment of the Xuange Battalion had been exhausted, and there was no way to replenish them.

Launching an attack under such a contrast, there is no reason why it can't knock down this damn building.

If there must be any suspense, then these magical Eastern knights could persist in repelling their attacks several times before they died in battle and were captured.

In short, in their opinion, no matter how hard the defenders struggled, this building would definitely be breached today.

Then under their orders, two Yin troops and two French troops, a total of four companies and more than [-] soldiers, moved toward the main building with high morale and slowly began to advance with the help of various obstacles. .

All the artillery on the artillery position was also ready to fire.

No matter where fire breaks out, a shell will be sent over to suppress it as soon as possible.

As the soldiers advanced, there was no movement in the main building; it seemed that the people from Xuange Camp were planning to put the soldiers in and start a tug-of-war.

When a French colonel saw this, he suddenly said:
  "Gentlemen, I bet you 20 francs that this damn place can be taken down in one attack."

"I think it will take at least two times, so I bet 10 pounds that I won't win this time." A Yin Army lieutenant colonel next to him expressed his different opinions.

So in the following time, more relaxed officers joined such a bet one after another.

Not long after, both military hats were filled with various banknotes.

Montauban and Grant, the two highest commanders of the Yin and French armies, did not participate in such a bet because of their own identities.

But the expression on his face was still extremely relaxed.

I have even fantasized about how I will handle and distribute those oriental treasures after I get them.

Soon after, the smiles on their faces completely solidified; even their eyes were filled with fear and despair.

The smiles on the faces of the other senior officers who were gambling also stopped abruptly.

It was as if someone suddenly choked me...

The reason why the top leaders of the coalition forces had such a big reaction was because a series of incomprehensible scenes happened before their eyes.

When the soldiers who were at the front were all sixty-seven meters in front of the main building, it only took them twenty seconds at most to get in.

Suddenly, there were at least one hundred, fifty or sixty rifles and matchlocks, with a muzzle sticking out from the main building and firing.

After the number far exceeded expectations, the artillerymen didn't know where to fire.

When they reacted, those people started to move to other positions to prepare for the next shot.

And amid the sudden hail of bullets flying, the soldiers who rushed forward knocked down as many as forty or fifty people in an instant.

I don’t know if it’s because of Montauban’s promise that ‘the first person to rush in will have priority in selecting three trophies’.

Facing the main building, this was quite an unexpectedly fierce firepower.

The four companies of coalition soldiers still fired with their rifles while rushing forward under the cover of the artillery behind them.

However, when they rushed to the main building, about thirty steps away, the defenders' originally small number of wooden-handled grenades were once again thrown out by about twenty.

After landing, they exploded one after another.

In addition, after another round of rifle fire, many soldiers on the coalition side fell down; it means that in a short period of time, almost all the people in the front rows were knocked down.

Even after taking yesterday's leave, the morale of the coalition soldiers has been restored well.

But with such terrifying firepower density and damage, what's more important is that behind all this, Xuange Camp received at least two to three hundred reinforcements.

As well as an unknown quantity, but there should be a lot of equipment support.

After thinking of this, the morale and fighting courage of the coalition soldiers, which had just been restored yesterday, immediately disappeared like a tide.

They didn't even care about the yells and curses of some grassroots officers saying, "No retreat or stop."

After making a U-turn, he began to retreat toward the rear.

Faced with such a defeat, Montauban and other senior officers of the coalition did not even react at all; because at this moment, they all fell into a sluggish state.

After seeing the intensive firepower inside, they had too many questions in their minds, and an intuition that made them extremely disappointed:
  "What exactly is the problem? Are these reinforcements and the weapons in their hands growing out of the ground?
  They are afraid that they will never have the chance or method to take down this damn main building; because the soldiers no longer have enough courage to pay thousands more casualties and consume the strength of these defenders~"

******
  In the main building, a large number of reinforcements magically appeared.

Naturally, Huang Yizhi and Lao Hei brought them in through the tunnel from outside last night.

To be more specific, last night, under the leadership of Zhang Fuhai, they came to a wasteland outside the Old Summer Palace; indeed, as the old man said, there were [-] people here.

Facing the arrival of the two men, everyone bowed their heads in greeting.

After the two parties exchanged greetings, they found out after asking them that the origins of these people were so diverse.

Among them were some hunters nearby. The girl who kicked Huang Yizhi just now was named Feng Wanzhen, and she was actually the leader among them who was temporarily pushed out.

There are some scholars from various places, some people in the world, and some ordinary people near the capital.

There are also old friends like Huang Acan, some bald masters and Taoists, and even some mysterious people who do not want to be named for the time being, but guarantee that they have absolutely no evil thoughts.

These people come from all over the world, and their accents are a mixed bag.

However, they have one thing in common. A large part of them have read some of the books they left behind, or listened to other people's more or less relevant truths and listened to them.

In essence, these people are all fire-like beings.

Originally, they ranged from dozens of people together to just a few people, and they made their way towards the Old Summer Palace at night. They planned to risk their own lives to do something for Xuange Camp.

Unexpectedly, after bumping into other people nearby, I realized that I was not alone.

In the end, they temporarily united for a common goal.

Zhang Fuhai, who was seen as a dry old man but not weak in skills, and Feng Wanzhen went to the Old Summer Palace to find out the detailed arrangements of the Yinfa coalition forces.

Then we waited until two or three in the middle of the night to take action together, planning to break into the main building from the weak point of the encirclement net to join the heroes of Xuange Camp. After hearing what they said, Lao Hei and Huang Yizhi looked at each other and had an idea in their minds.

I think that rather than letting these people rush in through the weak points of the Yin Fa coalition's encirclement network and causing some unnecessary casualties, it is better to sneak in through the tunnel and give the Yin Fa coalition a surprise.

You must know that they now have enough weapons and bullets made in Hanyang and revolvers, which are of today's era, but they just don't have enough personnel to use them.

As long as these people join in and defend until zero o'clock on the 18th, there will be no problem at all.

By the way, Hai Dongqing at both ends can also transport more cultural relics.

However, this matter was of great importance, so they decided to go back and ask Hu Biao for instructions to see what his opinion was.

Afterwards, Huang Yizhi stayed where he was and chatted with everyone, bragging and talking about old stories from his adulthood.

Lao Hei rushed all the way back to tell Hu Biao the great good news; and after receiving the news, Sipou Street immediately came to greet these martyrs in person.

Through the last underground passage, we arrived at the main building.

After Hu Biao and the others hurriedly organized some combat groups into these people and conducted some training on the use of weapons, the coalition forces just launched the attack.

As a result, there was a scene where the above-mentioned coalition soldiers who rushed forward with full confidence were beaten into dogs in a blink of an eye and had to retreat in embarrassment.

As for the wooden-handled grenades that were thrown at the critical moment of the battle, they were actually brought in by these people.

Before Hu Biao and the others left on their last mission, they left behind such a "poor man's heavy firepower" technical manual on how to quickly and easily manufacture it.

Even because it is filled with explosives, all of which are Daqing's black powder, the thing often explodes in half, causing little actual damage except for being scary.

But nowadays, this kind of weapon is quite popular in the hands of the Hunan Army, bandits, and even some heroes. Therefore, many people have one or two hidden in their possession.

On the contrary, it is Daqing's Eight Banners and Green Camp. These regular armies look down on such traitorous weapons...

With ease, he defeated a group of Yinfa barbarians who were rumored to be extremely powerful, leaving hundreds of dead and wounded, and had to retreat in embarrassment.

All the men who came to support him did not believe this scene at first.

After they confirmed, they immediately gave out loud cheers; but amid such loud cheers, some people seemed to be in a trance.

It's not that they were unhappy, but they discovered something incredible.

For example, Zuo Gong kept looking at the Hanyang-made rifle in his hand amidst the cheers; his emotions on the surface were not so intense, but his heart was already turning upside down.

He followed Zeng Shaotou to help with military affairs, and this year he formed a "Chu Army" of 5000 people.

For this reason, I even made a special trip to the Magic City to buy weapons. Let’s not talk about whether the most advanced guns and guns in Western countries can be purchased in large quantities.

But I still have some understanding of the guns of various countries.

It was precisely this that made him clearly know that even in the two countries, it is said that it is the latest rifled rifle that uses rice-pinch bullets.

It is far inferior to the rifle in front of me that can hold five copper-cased bullets and shoot far and accurately.

Not to mention the heavy machine gun with six tubes. When it is shaken, the bullets are as fast as thunder and as dense as raindrops.

Let me ask, if there are enough heavy machine guns like this, the last bit of effect of mounted shooting will be lost.

Based on the above, Mr. Zuo realized some key issues that others have ignored so far:
  To be able to produce so many weapons and bullets, Xuange camp must have a large-scale base to produce them continuously, but I don't know where it is.

In this way, I wonder if they are willing to sell these weapons to the outside world, and at what price?
  The number of troops equipped with this kind of weapon does not need to be too large. As long as there are a thousand people, I am afraid that they will become an invincible fist force on the battlefield in the future.

The eradication of those bandits is just around the corner.

More importantly, the fact that these weapons are so advanced shows that the people in Xuange Camp have more powerful 'technology' in their hands than the foreign devils.

So the question is, how can we learn these ‘technologies’ without telling the court?

After some thinking, although Zuo Gong didn't have a clear idea in his mind, it didn't affect him at all. He planned to reveal his identity to the new leader of Xuange Camp, 'Hu Yitong' first.

Presumably with Xuan Geying's usual behavior, even though he is a fourth-rank official of the imperial court, he will not be in any danger for his life.

Thinking of this, he walked straight towards the second floor.

Unexpectedly, outside the office on the second floor where Hu Yitong, the current leader of Xuange Camp, handled Yiying affairs, he was stopped by a Taoist from the 'Wang Family Shop' last night.

In the room, a voice faintly came out: "Your Majesty, King Chen Yucheng, has met Chief Hu~"

Just hearing such a sentence, Hu Biao in the room and Zuo Gong outside the room couldn't help but frown...

Throughout the entire morning, the Yin and French coalition forces did not launch any attack on the main building except for an hour of shelling.

Later, seeing that the shelling had little effect, they even stopped firing.

After noon, just through the lens of the telescope, I saw the Yinfa coalition forces surrounding them, looking as depressed as a chicken plague.

Hu Biao, who has been fighting for a long time, can be sure of one thing:
  The sudden appearance of this group of reinforcements dealt a shocking blow to the morale of the Yinfa coalition forces.

In comparison, morale is even lower than the night before.
  With such a morale state, there was no way to launch an attack; in a short period of time, it seemed that there was no other way to recover.

This means that if no other accidents occur, they will not encounter any battles in the next few days; they will be able to easily complete the first stage, the requirement of holding on until midnight on the 18th.

But after putting down the telescope, Hu Biao's face showed no trace of joy.

Instead, after lighting a sand cigarette, he asked a group of teammates around him: "Let's talk about it. What should we do now?"

Although the sentence in Hu Biao's mouth was a bit confusing, everyone in the team could understand what Hu Biao was talking about.

Of course, it was after Chen Yucheng, a rebel in the Daqing court, found Hu Biao in private.

They told the news that they would join forces with Xuan Ge Camp to fight against the Green Demon, that Hu Biao could be called the ‘one-word king’, and that everyone else in the team could also be crowned king.

Even Chen Yucheng wanted to kowtow to Hu Biao as a disciple on the spot and learn the 'Dragon Slaying Technique' from him.

Without expressing his position on the spot, Mr. Zuo revealed his identity after temporarily sending Chen Yucheng away.

Good guy! After confirming that this middle-aged man was actually Zuo Gong, who would carry the coffin in the future at the age of more than 60 and regain more than 160 million square kilometers of the border area.

Hu Biao instinctively almost gave this guy a knock.

It's not that Hu Biao is ignorant. In previous missions, it's not like he hasn't seen historical figures with higher status and greater fame than Zuo Gong.

But there is one thing that cannot be denied.

The battle in which Zuo Gong regained the frontier can be said to be one of the few highlights in the century-old history of humiliation in modern times.

In the modern dimension, the huge treasure house of Frontier Province has played an indelible and huge role in the great revival of flower growers.

Therefore, it is not miserable at all to kowtow to a hero like Mr. Zuo.

It was just that I had respect for Mr. Zuo, but it was hard to agree to his requests for purchasing firearms, secret cooperation between the two parties, asking for technical guidance, and how to carry out foreign WU.

So Hu Biao called everyone together and began to discuss how to deal with the situation.

After all, every time they do something, they have to carefully consider the consequences: if Daqing becomes stronger and can last longer because of their operations, then they are committing evil...

　PS: I have a cold and my whole body feels bad. There will be another chapter, but it will probably be a little later, so you don’t have to wait.

　　
  　
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