Everything on the battlefield, including the chaotic scene in the headquarters, all fell into the eyes of Xiao Letian and Zai Chun beside him. Xiao Letian said nothing but looked at the battlefield with a telescope, then closed his eyes and thought for a moment, and then continued Look at the map.
No matter how many consulting looks Long Ye cast at him, Xiao Letian didn't speak. He just repeated this step back and forth, observing the battlefield situation, listening to the military information sent by the fast horse, and watching the changes on the military map anytime and anywhere. That's all. .
Zai Chun next to him was not so determined. He even climbed to the commanding heights of the church next to him and used high-powered binoculars to look at the bloody battle on the Western Front. The crazy fighting power of the Cossacks shocked the little emperor.
It turns out that this is the real war, and what is revealed from the inside out is absolute iron-blooded violence. Here, human life is as cheap as grass, and killing is as unheard as mowing grass.
The blood was so red, and the roars of grief and indignation on the battlefield were so harsh. Walking down the tower, a group of civilians carried a seriously injured soldier and passed by. The wounded soldier's abdomen was cut with a sharp knife, and his slimy intestines were exposed. Chun Kan's heart was beating wildly.
But Zai Chun didn't vomit, let alone feel scared. He was horrified to find that there was an inexplicable excitement deep in his heart, as if something had awakened from his heart.
Returning to the headquarters, he looked coldly at Master Long's command. He suddenly discovered that there was something wrong with the commander-in-chief chosen by his master.
The battlefield was already in chaos, and the officers under their command even fought emotionally. They could attack at will without any military orders. The enemy's feigned attacks could replace the exhausted mobilization of a battalion of troops.
Is this still commanding operations? Is this chaos inevitable? Can't those officers who keep giving orders shoot a group of people? Zai Chun really couldn’t understand. Looking at the master's performance, it was as if he didn't notice anything Xiang Shaolong did. The eight hundred cavalrymen were messing around in his belly, but he didn't say a word.
As time passed, the situation on the battlefield became increasingly clear. Everyone understood what these 800 enemy troops wanted to do. They were just creating opportunities for the follow-up 20,000-strong army, and tried their best to drag the volunteers to the east. line, and the 20,000 troops will definitely arrive on the Western Front as scheduled.
Looking at the Tsarist Russian warships in the bay, the warships hiding at the mouth of the Suifen River can completely avoid the Zhiyuan's artillery attack. The minefield that blocked the Tsarist Russian navy's breakout also blocked the Chinese navy's offensive rhythm.
"What kind of messy battle is this? How can we possibly win at this rate!" Zai Chun, who couldn't stand it anymore, jumped up and roared, earning everyone in the headquarters a look of astonishment.
Zai Chun gave up and walked up to Xiang Shaolong, "The army is already in chaos. Are you just going to stand by and watch those guys who don't respect orders and act recklessly?"
"Give me your gun! Give me the command of the gendarmerie! I will help you enforce military discipline!"
Xiang Shaolong's eyes twitched, "You help me enforce military discipline? How do you want to enforce it..."
"Those who keep giving orders will be shot on the spot! There is no humane thing to say in a war. Those who deserve to be sacrificed will be sacrificed. No one can act emotionally!"
Xiang Shaolong asked, "Sacrifice? Is it possible that the field hospital was attacked and we shouldn't rescue it? Is it that the logistics base was attacked and we just watched helplessly?"
"How long have you been, and you are still so pedantic?" Zai Chun shouted. "Now the focus of everything is on the Western Front. Twenty thousand Cossack cavalry will appear on the other side of the Suifen River at any time! Only by blocking them can we win. Everything else can be done. Sacrifice!"
Zai Chun looked at Xiang Shaolong's waist, "I know you have a pistol, give it to me, and I will enforce military law on your behalf!"
Xiao Letian also put down the telescope in his hand at this time. He looked at Zai Chun quietly. He was familiar with that pistol better than anyone else. That was not an ordinary pistol. It was a pair of pistols from the private collection given to Xiao Letian by US President Lincoln as a thank you for his life-saving help when he was still in his early days.
He kept one for himself and gave the other to Xiang Shaolong. At that time, Xiao Letian was extremely dangerous and there were countless people who wanted to assassinate him. Although Mr. Long was a powerful man in the world, having one more gun also brought him more. Safety.
Zai Chun had been eyeing this pistol for a long time. He even secretly planned to never return the pistol once it was in his hands. Such a good treasure must be kept in one's hands. Having this gun proves that one is the true heir to the prime minister's mantle.
Xiang Shaolong looked down at the revolver. The ivory handle with a distinct western cowboy style was exposed outside the calfskin holster. This was his most precious treasure.
"Enforce military law? Do you think what the Volunteer Army needs now is military law!" Lord Long asked.
Zai Chun was so angry that he was about to jump up. "It's not military law or something. The two battalions that have just been reorganized attacked the field hospital without your order. Isn't this disobedience or something? The most important battlefield now is the Western Front. We will win if we hold the Western Front, and all officers who keep giving orders should be shot..."
"That's enough! Stop messing around, get down..." Xiao Letian suddenly yelled at the last moment, and Zai Chun was stunned when he heard it.
"Master, what are you doing? Am I wrong? Isn't this what you taught me if you don't control soldiers and wealth? Now that the Volunteer Army is in such chaos, you just watch like this?" Zai Chun was so aggrieved that he almost cried. Out.
Xiao Letian was extremely disappointed with Zai Chun's performance. He kept many harsh words in his stomach. Finally, he sighed and said, "This is not an ordinary war! You have to understand, you must understand, this is a battle for the independent establishment of the Far East." war……"
Xiao Letian roared angrily, "I know you are in a bad mood. This is the land your ancestors conquered, and now you have left it, and you are unwilling to do so! But there is no way, this is an agreement signed by the Forbidden City, and you have no room to refute it!"
Looking at Zai Chun's red face, Xiao Letian said sadly, "This is a battle to found a country, and it is also a battle to form a regular army of the Far East Kingdom in the future. This is like emerging from a cocoon and becoming a butterfly. The volunteers must endure this pain on their own. Truly have your own military soul!”
"None of us can live forever in this world, and no one will be someone's crutch for life. In the end, we still have to walk our own path!"
"On this land, there are Manchus, wild Jurchens, Oroqen, Mongols, and warrior immigrants from Fuso...and of course Han people. They will live here for generations in the future, and they will have their own culture and their own Tradition, own character!”
"Should I, Xiao Letian, protect them for one hundred years or two hundred years? Does Xiang Shaolong have that ability? No one does. They have to rely on themselves for everything..."
"The soul of the army is born from dead people! The national character is also brewed from suffering! What the hell do you know..."
