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Mailer Camp is located on the west side of Xiaowangzhuang, a hundred meters away from the high wall of the Special Administrative Region. Now Xiaowangzhuang has almost become a ruin. The farmers who lost their land have now lost their homes. However, This time it was not Xiao Letian who did it, but the Manchus who they paid taxes to support.
In order to boost morale, Mailer has done a lot of harm to the people in the name of suppression during this period. Now in the villages near Tanggu, all those with good legs and feet have fled. They would rather go north to Tangshan, west to Langfang, or south to Cangzhou. Even if you leave your hometown, you have to stay away from these pure monsters.
The villagers of Xiaowangzhuang have been integrated with the special zone for a long time. From conflicts over land sales to the construction of Buddhist temples in the special zone to a large number of projects contracted to them, it is difficult for the people of the two villages to separate from the special zone. So from the beginning of the war, the villagers went around to the north gate of the special zone and hid inside the special zone.
But a broken family is worth a thousand dollars. For thousands of years, Chinese farmers have relied on their homes in a way that people of other ethnic groups cannot imagine. They have a blood-blooded affection for the land where they grew up and the houses where they grew up.
A broken home is worth thousands of dollars. In that small adobe house, even a broom for sweeping is a treasure in people's hearts. With this mentality, whenever there was a break on the battlefield or in the dark of night, there would always be civilians sneaking back and taking out a few of the treasures he considered.
It was the same today. When there was a commotion in Mailer's camp, the village chief of Xiaowangzhuang was secretly groping in the kang hole at home. He was very anxious and knew that he had hidden a whole bunch of copper coins on the left side of the kang hole. This could not be done. If you lose it, you must take it to the special zone.
Just as he was digging holes carefully like a mouse, a tsunami suddenly erupted from the camp to the west. The old village chief was so frightened that he was about to scream on the spot, but at this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared from the roof beams. , and immediately covered his mouth.
The old village chief was almost paralyzed with fear. There was actually a burglar in his home? Can I lose my money? "Don't kill me, hero... The old man is poor, he really has no money..." the old village chief said, closing his eyes and murmuring.
"Shit...I don't know about you yet? Your family made a fortune by acquiring land in the Special Administrative Region, and the money from selling the land alone was 100,000 Yingyang, right? And you also gave the money to your cousin to do business, I'll probably make a lot of money if I work with Lotte and Foreign Trade..."
"Ah..." The old village chief almost fainted from fright and said to himself that I had encountered a good snitch. This made our family's situation very familiar. Wait... why is the voice so familiar?
As soon as the old village chief opened his eyes, he saw the New Army's iconic patent leather hat with a big brim. Then he looked at the slyly smiling face under the hat. The old village chief opened his mouth and cursed, "You little damn kid... aren't you?" That sniper... Ye Qiu? You're addicted to scaring me..."
The old village chief jumped up and punched Ye Qiu hard twice, "Why did you get here, you damn kid? If Qing Yao sees you, your life will be dead..."
Ye Qiu stretched out his finger and shushed softly, "Don't say anything. This is our sniper's lurking training. You see there is not much movement in this village, but there are at least thirty snipers lurking... Wait, there is chaos in the camp opposite. Come on...you should hurry up and leave through the back door..."
After saying that, Ye Qiu pushed the old village chief away, used the rifle in his hand to pry open the window lattice, and through the scope, all the chaos in Mailer's camp came into view.
Mailer had previously mobilized 3,000 defenders from the Dagukou Fort. In the past few days of fighting, 500 or 600 people had died on the battlefield, but the remaining ones were also a large group. More than 2,000 people gathered at the To the north of the camp, there are two Manchu Eight Banner camp leaders guarding it.
The deputy commander named Huang's scream before his death shocked the entire camp. The fort defenders had already destabilized the hearts of the people who had been eroded by the execution hall. During this period, all the undercover agents of the execution hall were secretly working together, and the rebels The beacon fire had already begun to emit black smoke.
Now, upon hearing that the two commanders had been executed by Mailer, the volcano that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly erupted.
"Brothers... our boss has been killed by Mailer, and the brothers who stayed in the fort have also rebelled... Now the enemy's butcher knife has been raised towards us... We cannot wait to die..."
"Yes, we can't wait to die, we revolted... and fought with them..."
The camp was in chaos, and more than 2,000 people immediately bombed the camp. "Uprising... we fought hard... we can't die in vain..."
"Ancestor Huangtian, I still have parents to support at home. Whoever wants to kill me... Brothers rush out, rush east, and seek refuge with Prime Minister Xiao..."
The camp was full of soldiers charging at random with weapons. Tents were set on fire, and black smoke shot straight into the sky. The Manchu Eight Banners battalions in the north and south saw that this was not a problem and quickly ordered a cavalry assault.
The sound of gunshots, the sound of horse hooves, people's shouts, the impact of wooden fences being pushed... all kinds of sounds twisted together completely plunged the entire Mailer camp into a frenzy.
The revolting Green Battalion soldiers frantically pushed against the fence and rushed into Xiaowangzhuang. Countless Eight Banner Musketeers rushed out from the north and south sides of the crowd. Every volley they fired could tear off bloody soldiers from the edge of the crowd. of one layer.
The rebel soldiers rushed forward while fighting back. Just when they were about to rush into the village, suddenly the horses on both wings neighed and the sound of horse hooves rolled in. The nemesis of the infantry was finally dispatched.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..." The cavalry shouted like barbarians, waving their weapons in their hands, and the spurs under their feet pricked the horses' abdomens with blood, and their speed became faster and faster.
At this time, chaos broke out in Dawangzhuang. Some villagers who went home to dig out their treasures ran away, and the snipers who were conducting latent training were also stunned. Should they shoot without the latest order?
"Squad leader... what should we do? Should we fight? The order doesn't say there is any shooting training?"
"No shooting? The new army has strict military orders. No one can act without authorization... We are here for lurking training today. We must be thorough when encountering enemies. This is an order from our superiors..."
"But look, these Green Camp soldiers have already revolted... How can we turn a blind eye?"
At critical moments, there are always those who step forward. Ye Qiu suddenly couldn't control his fingers. When the cavalry in his sight had drawn the bowstring, Ye Qiu had no more thoughts in his mind.
"Kill the Tatars, save the compatriots..." After saying this, he pulled the trigger hard, the muzzle of the gun burst into orange flames, and the angry bullets whirled towards the cavalry's heart.
With a pop, the calm sniper shot to death, and a bright flower of blood spattered out from the center of the bullet.
"I am the third squad leader Ye Qiu... My brothers all obey my orders... shoot to save people... I, Ye Qiu, have any responsibility..."
"No, Ye Qiu, are you crazy? You will be put in solitary confinement later..."
"Shut up, what's more important: confinement or human life? Why did the Prime Minister let us wear this skin? To protect my compatriots... As long as it can save people, the Prime Minister will turn around and shoot me..."
The words of Ye Qiu, the third squad leader of the sniper special operations company, were so resounding that all the doubters were silenced. However, as soon as Ye Qiu's brothers heard the squad leader's order, they fired without saying a word.
"Go ahead, go ahead...I've also fired. When the time comes, I'll be with you when you're detained...Class 2 opens fire..."
"Ye Qiu, you are trying to steal my spotlight... open fire in one group, attack with speed..."
At that moment, Dawangzhuang suddenly heard countless battle orders, and thirty snipers began killing at that moment.
There are snipers hiding on the roof, in the thatched shed, behind the window lattice, in the cowshed... and even on the big locust tree at the head of the village. This is really a luxurious massacre. Every bullet can kill an enemy. The charging cavalry regiment was suddenly hit by an invisible hammer, and dozens of soldiers fell to the ground.
"Shoot, shoot the officers...kill the officers first...then the sworn brothers break out..." This time the gunfire began to shoot at the expensively armored officers, and dozens of officers fell to the ground after a flash of gunfire.
The calm snipers said nothing, reloading, aiming, and pulling the trigger... They played a set of sniping procedures very skillfully, and they strictly adhered to discipline. If their hiding spot was discovered, they would immediately evacuate like civet cats and change places to continue sniping. .
All the Qing soldiers were dumbfounded. They watched as their soldiers fell off their horses. The entire Dawangzhuang became a demon at that moment, spitting out bullets.
The rebellious green soldiers finally rushed into the village. The panting people clasped their fists and saluted around them, "I will never forget my life-saving grace. Thank you so much, brother..."
"Go quickly, you go quickly...you will be safe once you enter the trenches...hurry up and stop dawdling..." The Green Camp soldiers were urging all the way east. At this time, many officials from the execution hall had appeared in the trenches, and they were standing in the distance. Waving to them.
"This way, brothers of the uprising, come here..." Before he could finish his words, a low explosion suddenly sounded from Mailer's camp, and then several artillery shells rushed over from the sky. Mailer's camp Finally fired.
Mailer is going crazy now. Even if he only has old artillery made by the Qing Dynasty, even if its lethality is not as good as the grenades of the New Army, he has no choice. He can't watch these green soldiers escape. .
In the eyes of the Manchu and Qing court, it was understandable that you lost the battle, but you were unable to control the Han Green Camp under your command and allowed the Green Camp to rebel. This was an unforgivable crime, because what the Manchus feared most was the huge Han population. of population.
"Blow them up... Blow them up. No one will be left alive... I will show all the Han people in the world what the price of betrayal is..." Mailer's face was deformed, and with his sausage-like lips, From a distance, it actually looks like a big-mouthed monkey.
The solid shells plowed out bloody grooves in the crowd. From a distance, the rebels who broke through seemed to have been scratched with scars by the claws of the devil. The rebels with broken arms and legs were rolling on the ground and wailing miserably.
"Folks...old and young gentlemen...please give me a hand, I don't want to die..."
"No, I can't hold it any longer... Brothers, please give me the money I saved and give it to my mother..."
"Let's go, don't even save me. If you can escape, you will be counted as one... Avenge me. When you go to the Prime Minister's side, you will act like a human being..."
This was the Green Camp, and this was the fate of the Han people under the Manchu rule. At that moment, everyone in Dawangzhuang cried. Ye Qiu's eyes were blurred by his tears, and the scenery in the scope gradually blurred.
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