"Protect the Lord, everyone, don't mess around. There are not many enemies. Form a formation to deal with it..."
"Crossbowmen, musketeers... shoot at them, don't fucking run away. Aren't you embarrassed, having more than a hundred people beat you up by more than a dozen people?"
"Come forward and counterattack... Children, our ancestors are watching from the sky, don't embarrass us all again..."
Countless officers yelled angrily in the chaotic crowd, and they desperately pulled every soldier around them. In the light of the fire, small military formations began to gather, some with dozens of people, some with hundreds of people, and the counterattack finally started to look like something.
"Charge, follow me and charge forward... All the commanders have in hand is silver. A bandit's head can be exchanged for a thousand taels of silver. It's all cash silver, and it's all eagle ocean that can be blown!"
The morale of the soldiers was finally boosted by money. The dream of getting rich stimulated them to fight bravely. The small charge in some areas was really good.
Xiao Letian didn't know that the enemy used his privately minted foreign money to boost morale, and he wasn't interested in such a dramatic conflict. He only wanted Mailer now, no matter life or death.
The fifth squad of the second platoon of the company was lucky tonight, because they got the most difficult task, which was to capture Mailer alive. Under the jealous eyes of other squads, the ten soldiers of the fifth squad defeated three waves of enemies and rushed to the enemy as fast as possible. The courtyard where Mailer lives.
When the soldiers kicked open the door to the study room, they found that there was no one at the wine table in the middle. The squad leader reached out and touched the mahogany chair. "Wen, if you haven't gone far, search quickly..." Ten soldiers began to search the houses one by one.
Mailer lived in a typical northern courtyard house. Not only did it have a private kitchen, it even had two concubines. This little life was really comfortable.
The soldiers searched the rooms one by one. They searched the small courtyard three times and found nothing. Except for a few servants who were trembling with fear, even the two concubines were missing.
"Report to the squad leader, still nothing. There is no sign of Mailer at all..."
"Reporting to the squad leader, there was a fierce conflict outside the door. The brothers who were protecting us were locked in a bitter battle. Mailer's reinforcements have arrived..."
The fifth squad leader was anxious and anxious. He was very clear about the danger of this battle. The longer it dragged on, the more dangerous it was. To fight with less, more depends on suddenness. If it gets into a hard battle, the one with the fewest people will definitely lose.
"Damn it, prepare a Molotov cocktail and shout from house to house. If no one agrees, burn it for me... That old guy can't run away. He can't leave this yard. I don't believe he can fly with wings?"
The squad leader took the lead and jumped into a wing room and shouted, "Mailer, get out of here, or I'll set you on fire!" After shouting three times in a row, there was a crisp sound, and the Molotov cocktail hit the cabinet and was engulfed in blazing fire. The whole room.
The soldiers shouted from room to room. When no one responded, they set fire to the study room. As soon as they shouted again, they heard a faint voice from the corner.
"Stop, don't set the fire, please don't set the fire..." When people looked closely, the voice came from under a huge porcelain jar in the corner. This blue and white porcelain vat filled with calligraphy and painting scrolls actually moved under people's eyes.
"Is there a cellar? This old guy is a rat. He actually has a cellar hidden in his study!"
Under the pressure of muskets, Mailer, his concubine and the officers who were drinking together got out of it. These generals who were skilled in bow and horse naturally knew the power of foreign guns, so they obediently let the soldiers tie them up one by one. stand up.
"Tell me who you are? Whose soldiers are you? Are you from Zeng Guofan? Is he going to rebel?" The stupid Mailer still hasn't understood the situation. In his mind, the Qing Dynasty dares to The only ones who rebelled and could rebel were the Zeng brothers.
The fifth squad leader smiled coldly, "How can a idiot like you still lead troops to fight? I'm going to embarrass the court... take him away and put him in custody!"
Now the outside of the quadrangle has become the main battlefield. Two platoons of troops are concentrated here to provide cover for Squad 5. The sound of gunfire and grenades can be heard constantly. Both sides are looking for cover and are firing at each other desperately.
Although the muskets in the hands of the Qing soldiers were very primitive, and most of them still used bows and arrows, the advantage in numbers made up for the gap in weapons. Gradually, casualties appeared among the new army, and the balance of victory began to swing.
At this moment, the door of the small courtyard suddenly opened with a bang, and the tied-up Mailer and several other officers were pushed out.
"Stop, cease fire... All Eight Banners soldiers cease fire. You are all in our hands. All retreat, all retreat..."
Spencer's gun was pressed against Mailer's temple. Faced with the threat of death, Mailer did not dare to neglect and quickly shouted the order: "Brothers, stop it all... Listen to them, listen to them. I, Mailer, usually You are not weak, please don’t harm me..."
It seems that Mailer usually has a good character. The mid-level officers and soldiers who were fighting all stopped and said, "Let's cease fire. You can let our adults go. We can discuss how much money we need..."
"Fart! Do you think I'm stupid? Do you really think we are thieves and robbers? Everyone, step back and get out of the way...Send a firework signal to tell the rear that we have succeeded and retreat immediately..."
Three consecutive rounds of fireworks exploded in the night sky. Xiao Letian finally let go of his worries. He was spinning excitedly, "Hahaha, good, good, two hundred beat twenty thousand. I can be considered a famous general, hahaha." …”
While he was laughing wildly, countless combat teams rushed out of the burning military camp and disappeared into the night like mercury pouring down the ground. Only the shocked faces were left in the firelight. These Eight Banners soldiers were really dumbfounded. All the supplies were burned. It was lost, and even the officers were robbed. What will happen tomorrow? How can we fight this battle?
When the sky was dim and bright, Xiao Letian finally met up with the large army fifteen miles away from the camp, and also saw his newly captured prisoners.
Xiao Letian, who was sitting on the horse, arrogantly picked up Mailer's chin with his riding crop. "Well, you are Mailer? You dared to drink before the war. You didn't lose unjustly..."
"Who are you? Who are you..." Mailer looked at Xiao Letian in horror, not expecting that the commander behind these soldiers was so young.
"Hahaha, you are really incompetent to go to grandma's house. Aren't you going to lead the troops to arrest me? Who do you want to hit according to the decree given by the court? Look carefully, I am Xiao Letian, and I am the second person you want to kill. Devil..."
"Ah!" Several Eight Banners uncles were dumbfounded at that time. They never thought that Xiao Letian was the one who stole the camp, and that he was so courageous.
Xiao Letian shook his head, "Why did the imperial court assign so many military commissions to you? Didn't you even do the most basic intelligence work before the war? You don't even know what I look like... Forget it, forget it, I I’m too lazy to talk nonsense to you. When you get to Tanggu, you can go and keep Sun Sanhu company..."
That morning, the information about the attack on the Tianjin camp was carried out on a 800-mile-fast horse and galloped towards Beijing. What was even more dramatic was that as soon as the official document left the camp, the latest instructions from the imperial court were also conveyed.
When the officers in the camp saw the latest official document stamped with the seal of the Ministry of War, they were all so angry that they almost cried.
"The court, what are you doing? If you had already said that you would cancel the operation against Xiao Letian, we would not have suffered such a big disaster... And you messengers, why can't you be faster and deliberately make me lose face? It doesn’t work…”
In the two-hour night attack, the Eight Banners Army's casualties were only over 800. Compared with the huge base of more than 20,000, this casualty rate was really nothing.
However, this night attack had a devastating blow to the morale of the army. Almost all the military supplies were burned, the senior generals were killed in one sweep, and there were sighs and sighs everywhere in the camp. Such an army could only live in the camp. Save this road.
When the news of the attack on the Tianjin camp of the Eight Banners reached the capital, all the officials in the court lost the energy to yell and curse. Everyone was so shocked that they even lost the ability to think.
Xiao Letian's two hundred guards dared to break through the twenty-eight thousand banner camp? I can't find such a God of War after looking through history books. Is this the God of Two Hundred Golden Armors? The Jade Emperor sent him heavenly soldiers and generals?
The atmosphere in the capital became increasingly weird. The Eight Banners disciples, who were born with no idea of secrecy, immediately spread the frightening news throughout the four-nine cities.
"Everyone, please stop drinking. How many more years can our Manchu people have enough crops to eat? That boy Mailer asked Xiao Letian to capture him alive!"
"Really or not? Stop talking nonsense. Mailer's 20,000 tiger soldiers are an army that the court spent a lot of money to build in the past three or four years. Unless Xiao Letian invites a foreign army, it is impossible to break the camp..."
"Oh, why did I lie to you! Just listen to me first. It was a night attack. Just after midnight, when the camp was sleeping soundly, these bandits lurked in. Mailer He was caught off guard and robbed from the hot bed, and then he set a fire and burned all the military supplies..."
Now people suddenly realized that this was a sneak attack and not an upright decisive battle. This somewhat left the court with a little face, and the Eight Banners idlers finally found a reasonable reason for their failure.
Ordinary Eight Banners dandies are easy to fool, but high-level dignitaries are not easy to fool. After Yi? received this information, he did not discuss it with the Queen Mother and the Emperor, but made his own decision and entertained envoys and representatives from the great powers at the Prime Minister's Yamen.
The American Minister John John, the British Counselor Lord Wytoma, the French Minister Goldmy, and the Russian Minister Ulan Geli, these Western powers' ministers and counselors who have the most interests in China, are all on the invitation list. At the most critical moment for the court, the Manchu Qing Dynasty finally thought of using the power of foreigners. These xenophobic nobles finally bowed to the foreigners.
"My lords, ministers, due to the recent serious security incidents in the capital, I have hosted a banquet for you. On the one hand, I hope that the ministers of various countries will warn their people to pay attention to safety. On the other hand, I also hope that all countries will abide by the treaties we have signed before. , I hope not to interfere in the internal affairs of the Qing Dynasty..."
Diplomatic rhetoric is always empty and meaningless. Everyone can understand the subtext of Yi? Now Zeng Guofan leads his troops north with unclear intentions, and Xiao Letian keeps causing trouble under the banner of a master of Western learning. It seems that the imperial court is very busy, but the Qing Dynasty is still under the effective control of the Manchus. Ministers must not make mistakes.
The four great powers each had their own secrets and looked at each other for a few times. In the end, it was the Russian Minister Ulan Geli who spoke first, "Dear Prince Gong, Tsarist Russia will always be a friend of the Qing Dynasty. Our friendship is unbreakable. If you If you agree, I will also send Siberian Cossack cavalry to support the royal family. Please believe me that we will never let any crown fall into the hands of careerists..."
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