Except for those who died on the north bank, the dead rebel soldiers who were driven to the battlefield all returned to the south bank. The scale of the smoke setting was so great that the unscrupulous Guiziliu even threw a lot of rags into the fire. rubber tires.
The Chinese industry has been promoting the development of the rubber industry. Before automobiles were popularized, rubber tires had already been produced.
The rickshaws in the capital used a lot of rubber, and even the mule and horse vehicles of some wealthy landowners gave up the hardwood pulleys of the past and replaced them with custom-made rubber tires.
With rubber, there are better raw materials for setting fires. This thing is really smoking. Thick black smoke rises into the sky and floats over the Yongding River.
The retreating rebels broke through the smoke belt. Many people were choked and fainted. There were violent coughing sounds everywhere on the south bank!
At this point in the bloody battle, it was time for an intermission. In front of Guiziliu, the river beach was littered with injured and fainting rebels, and the sound of wailing could be heard everywhere.
"Water...give me...water...cough cough cough..."
"My eyes are...smoked...I can't see anything..."
"Save people, save people... my legs are broken, my legs are broken..."
When Cheng Beile saw this chaotic anger, he whipped his horsewhip fiercely, "Get out...go to the back and let the fresh troops wait here...damn it, if the people on the other side heard it, wouldn't it upset the morale of our army?"
"Change a new batch and don't let the Hunjun know our truth!"
Another group of rebels with numb expressions were driven forward. They squatted on the river beach in fear, looking at the dark wall of smoke in front of them, not knowing what to do. The bayonets around them threatened them not to make a sound, and there were scattered people around them. The sound of gunshots scared them and made them tremble.
The rebels withdrew, and the imperial army also felt uncomfortable. In the end, the black smoke was really difficult to deal with. The airships in the sky did not dare to force their way in. The thick smoke wrapped around the airships and choked all the soldiers, coughing and turning their eyes to the wind. Even though I shed tears, I can’t see what’s going on below.
We can only retreat, try to get away from this wall of smoke, and retreat to a safe place behind.
There was also a brave one who continued to increase its altitude and rush towards it, but he found that the airship had entered a safe altitude of 100 meters, but he could no longer see clearly what was below.
Letting the airship come out to fight in the dark night is a very risky behavior!
The gunboat also turned off. The veteran observation post hired with a high salary from the Chinese closed the cover of the optical instrument, covered his mouth and nose with a wet towel and said, "You can't see anything, there is no way to aim... Let's save some ammunition!"
"It's useless to beg me. If you can't see it, you can't see it...Besides, just tap the cannonball lightly!"
"One 120 shell costs 8,500 taels of silver. Why don't you save some money? Even if the court is not short of money, it will take time to wait for them to be shipped out..."
The airships and gunboats were all silent, and only then did King Dun have time to inspect the damaged front line.
Wounded soldiers were everywhere wailing, medical soldiers were busy transporting wounded soldiers to the rear, and the air was thick with the smell of blood!
The engineers took advantage of this gap and stepped up to repair the defense line. Roll after roll of barbed wire was pushed up and opened to repair the gap that had been blown up.
Bunkers everywhere were rushing to transport ammunition. One-third of the bunkers in the battle just now were empty of bullets. If reinforcements had not arrived at the last moment, King Dun would not have dared to imagine what would happen next.
"Alive...there are alive here..." Someone shouted in the darkness. A group of new soldiers from the Royal Forest surrounded a pile of dead rebel corpses and took out a wounded and alive person from inside.
"Damn it, hang him...chop him alive..." Relatives and friends always die in wars, and at this time there is a flame of revenge in the hearts of the soldiers.
Seize a rebel who is not dead, and every one of them will think of this evil spirit.
The thin rebel seemed to be stunned. He squatted on the ground like a frightened monkey. He didn't know how to speak and his whole body was shaking.
"Stop!" King Dun grabbed a rifle and would have killed the rebel with his bayonet a little later.
When the new Yulin army saw that King Dun didn't dare to make a mistake, he stood at attention and saluted. King Dun didn't blame them. "Anyone alive must be interrogated first, and they cannot kill indiscriminately. Have you forgotten the military law?"
"What's your name? Where are you from? How old are you this year?" Yi Pei obviously wanted to dig out some details.
But this rebel has been scared out of his mind. Everything in front of him is a man-eating Shura hell. His emotions are still broken. He doesn't answer any questions and his eyes are empty.
"Give him some water...give him some food..."
His spirit collapsed, but the human survival instinct was still there. Water and half a piece of fragrant compressed biscuit made his eyes look alive.
He grabbed the compressed biscuit and chewed it in his mouth. The people around him quickly cursed, "You don't want to die? I'll choke you to death... This is a compressed biscuit. How can you choke to death if you eat it like this!"
The two soldiers went up and dug out the biscuits in his mouth, but the rebel was already a starved ghost and refused to spit it out, so he swallowed it straight down his neck.
He was holding a kettle and drinking water. People saw that his face was turning purple from holding back, and then he swallowed the biscuit. It was a miracle that he didn't choke to death.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"You asked me what I said... I am from Hongdong County, Shanxi Province. I was arrested by them when I fled to Zhili..."
"My parents and uncles are all dead, and I am the only one left in the family..."
"I don't want to fight. I'm only 18. I still want to live... They forced me to fight. All the disobedient ones were hanged. They were all hanged..."
"They said if we rush forward, one or two out of ten people can still survive. If they don't rush, they will kill them all and dig up our family's ancestral graves..."
"Forcing me to smoke... Oooh, forcing me to bully women... I don't want to be a bastard, I want to be a good person, but I'm not allowed to be!"
"They were beating me... until the end, I couldn't do anything if I didn't move forward!"
King Dun suppressed the anger in his heart, "Tell me... how many people are there on the other side, and how many waves of reserve teams do you have?"
After all, he was just an 18-year-old country boy who was beaten until he was stupid, frightened and almost half crazy, and his words were incoherent.
"I don't know either... Anyway, there is a lot of darkness. It's no problem to send five or six more batches... By the way, when we were having dinner before the war, we even saw the big noses of foreigners!"
King Dun suddenly took a breath of cold air and felt bad!
With the attack wave just like that, could Yixin still organize five or six batches? Just this wave has put the defense line in danger, and they have to use their trump cards.
He can actually make five or six batches? How can I stay up all night?
Where is that foreign devil from? UK or France? The explosives used by Guiziliu on the battlefield were almost endless, which showed that there were big forces smuggling them behind his back and supporting him!
"Take... take him to the prisoner of war camp behind! Hurry up and prepare for war. This bloody battle has just begun!"
"Lao Liu, Lao Liu, are you addicted to night battles? You won the battle of Zhuozhou with a sneak attack at night, and today you want to attack Yongding River at night?"
"Haha... Do you still want to go to the Forbidden City to drink bean juice tomorrow morning? Dream on!"
"As long as I'm here, you can't even think of succeeding!"
At this moment, a familiar voice sounded from behind King Dun: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty... An urgent telegram from the capital! Your Majesty..."
Note: The recent update is indeed not good. Xinjing apologizes to everyone. I regret it!
There is nothing I can do. In the past few months, my son has taken the college entrance examination and then went to college. It is a critical moment in life, and everything is messy!
Going through all kinds of procedures, buying all kinds of things, all kinds of chores are piled up in my heart, and I feel very confused!
It will be better after I send my child to college in September. I will be free and have peace of mind. Then I can update it properly!
Please bear with me.
