Chapter 4: How many shots should be fired before the battle to be worthy of the emperor?

Style: Historical Author: Ninghai of the Chinese Imperial AcademyWords: 2195Update Time: 24/01/11 17:48:34
Zhou Changfeng did not delve deeply into the reasons. Military is a continuation of politics and must be comprehensively considered and weighed. Moreover, the military deployment that has been decided cannot be questioned or influenced by him now.

"We're leaving at six o'clock tomorrow morning, right?" he asked without looking back.

"That's right, the ferries at Xiaguan Pier are all in place. We are the first batch to cross the river." Xie Wancheng replied immediately.

Walking on the road to the camp, Zhou Changfeng thought he could feel the desolation of being about to go on a long journey, but all he heard along the way were laughter?

He paused in front of a barracks for several seconds, then opened the door and entered, followed closely by Xie Wancheng who hurriedly followed.

My hair was shaved, my suicide note was written, and it was still more than an hour before bedtime, so when Zhou Changfeng walked into the room, the soldiers inside were laughing and playing cards.

The packed luggage was placed beside the bed, and the slender rifle was placed on the bed. Guys with short hair were sitting around on the floor, smoking cigarettes and holding cards. Beer bottles were placed next to them. It could be said that they were having a great time. Very happy.

Under the bright yellow chandelier, smoke was lingering, and the smell of cigarettes and alcohol hit his face. Zhou Changfeng couldn't help but frown slightly.

Seeing his sudden arrival, the soldiers reacted very quickly. They puffed out cigarettes, threw away their cards, and stood up.

The leader of the squad leader hesitated awkwardly: "Battalion...battalion commander..."

Zhou Changfeng ignored it, just pointed at a soldier and asked calmly: "We are about to set off, how do you feel?"

The latter, who was a little embarrassed, hesitated for a moment and replied loudly: "Sir, the boundaries of the Celestial Empire are very strict. Even an inch of land cannot be compromised. This time..."

This is obviously what the brigade commander said during the swearing-in ceremony this morning!

Zhou Changfeng waved his hand, "I'm asking you how you feel."

The soldier was stunned, "Well... we all have the Yingyi, and they only have one body and head, and one shot through two holes. We are afraid that he will do anything, so fuck him!"

"What about you?" Zhou Changfeng looked at another person.

"It is our duty to carry guns, eat food, and protect the country and the people. The British and foreign armies are only second-rate, and there is nothing to be afraid of."

The two people's crisp answers made Zhou Changfeng laugh. He nodded with satisfaction, but suddenly a strange question came to his mind, so he asked half-jokingly: "Is firing three shots in front of the battle worthy of the emperor?"

Everyone present was collectively confused by this inexplicable question and looked at each other.

After a while, a soldier whispered: "At least one or two enemies must be killed..."

Realizing that his joke was a bit abrupt, Zhou Changfeng coughed twice, waved his hand, and turned around and said, "Smoking is okay, but drinking is not okay. Please remove them. We will drink again when we get on the train tomorrow."

Don't expect anything else. Even according to the regulations of the Ming army, drinking in the army is restricted, and only a few drinks are allowed under certain circumstances.

Having said that, Zhou Changfeng was very satisfied with the optimism and self-confidence of the soldiers - they are happy when they hear about the battle and are calm when facing the battle. This is a strong army.

As for this serious or minor violation of discipline...it is not serious in nature and it is a special period, so there is no need to go into details or be harsh.

After finishing his inspection, he returned to his room to pack his personal belongings.

Documents, guns, watches, compasses, binoculars... After putting them away, he felt something hard in the inner pocket of his clothes and took it out.

Wasn't this given by the young woman in the ward in anger?

Looking at the small jade pendant that was used as a talisman, Zhou Changfeng struggled for a moment and put it in the drawer, but took it out after a few seconds.

Forget it, take it with you, maybe it will actually work? And no matter what, it’s someone’s intention.

However, he didn't even know the woman's name. He only heard that the woman was a teacher at some school, and she came to thank him for saving her students from a car accident.

Why don't you send yourself a banner or something?

After brushing his teeth, washing his face, and soaking his feet, Zhou Changfeng, who still had a few bruises and scratches on his body, lay down on the bed. However, when he turned over, he grimaced in pain and could only lie upright.

"Hey, it didn't hurt much before."

In fact, there is no other reason, it's just that the effect of aspirin has quickly expired.

Although he was slightly hurt, Zhou Changfeng slept peacefully and deeply on the first night after time travel, without even having a dream.

In the early morning of the next day, the dark night had not completely faded away. The sky in the east had just turned white, but the entire camp was already bustling with activity.

The cooks and cooks in the canteen were busy in full swing as early as half past midnight. The piles of steamed buns, steamed buns and fried dough sticks were steaming hot, and everyone could have breakfast as soon as they got up.

When Zhou Changfeng arrived, everyone had been waiting for a long time. Xie Wancheng, who was dressed neatly, clasped his fists and saluted, reported: "Battalion Commander, as of now, five people are ill, six are injured, and the remaining officers and soldiers are 805. Everyone is here.”

"Let's go!" Zhou Changfeng said two words concisely.

Except for the lack of ammunition, the soldiers are now fully armed, with helmets on their heads, rifles on their shoulders, and personal equipment such as water bottles, bayonets, small shovels, and gas masks hanging on their waists.

In squad units, trucks loaded with soldiers drove out of the camp, followed by trucks transporting communications equipment, towing various types of artillery, and trucks equipped with field medical equipment...

Different from the bustling urban area, the station located southwest of Jiangdong Gate is on the outskirts of the city, adjacent to the Yangtze River, and is relatively deserted.

As far as the eye could see, a long motorcade was marching on the streets on the outskirts of the city. The midsummer morning, which was originally quiet except for the chirping of cicadas, caused a big commotion.

When we arrived near Xiaguan Pier, there were more pedestrians and private vehicles along the way. Moreover, it was already approaching morning, and the huge capital city had also woken up from a deep sleep all night.

The capital had a railway station on both sides of the Yangtze River. There was no Yangtze River Bridge at this time. If a train wanted to cross the river, it had to use a special train ferry to transport the locomotive and carriages one by one.

Naturally, the army would not take any unnecessary steps, so they first crossed the river by boat and then boarded the train.

At this moment, in Jiangbei Railway Station, two platforms have been specially separated and cordoned off; eight long trains have been lined up quietly waiting here, and the roaring cranes and water pumps are preparing for the trains. Add coal and water.

A slim figure hurriedly walked into the waiting hall. She did not buy a ticket or take the train. Instead, after looking around, she found a nearby railway police officer from the inspection department.

"Mr. Police Officer, where will the departing army stop?"

"We opened a delivery road at the back specifically for them to take..." the iron policeman replied casually, and then said in surprise: "Why are you asking about this?"

"Well... there's an official inside who mistakenly took my things. I... I want to get it back."

The iron police officer couldn't help but want to laugh when he heard this. He replied patiently: "Pansy, you are a fool, and you go to beg for things from the Qiu Ba people who are about to leave? You are asking for trouble." After saying this, he waved away. She left quickly.