Elite, this is the elite force of Hunchun's direct lineage. This force is somewhat influenced by the Chinese training officers from the Far East King... In fact, it's not more or less.
Emperor Tongzhi turned a blind eye to the military cooperation between Hunchun and the Far East King. He knew very well that if he wanted to strengthen his army, he had to learn from the Chinese.
The Guanwai Army wanted to expand its army, and if it wanted to solve the problem of money and food, it had to find the King of the Far East to solve the problem of maritime trade and export.
Hunchun's army actually didn't use much of the imperial court's money. What was the little money used for?
Most of the money Hunchun raised to raise his army came from legal smuggling. The royal family's ancestral laws did not allow the sale of resources outside the customs, but Hunchun had been smuggling and selling out, and the Chinese were the largest customers.
When Emperor Tongzhi found out, he turned a blind eye and did not nod clearly but would not openly obstruct it.
Therefore, the close relationship between Hunchun and the King of Far East was not only the result of the fight with Lao Maozi, but also the very close exchange of interests in the later years.
We have made money together for many years, and we have friendship even if we don't have friendship, so the Far East Kingdom arranged a lot of military training for Hunchun, as well as some top-notch Chinese war weapons.
Bang bang... bang... a dull explosion sounded, and the green battalion soldiers who rushed up in black were swept away by the iron sand in their pockets.
Dozens of shotguns fired in concentrated fire, and a wall of lead bullets more than ten meters away rushed over them. The rebels who were frantically chasing them fell to the ground with a crash.
"The eyes...the eyes are blind..."
"Ouch... old and young gentlemen, give me a good time... help me..."
There were screams everywhere. Shotguns were difficult to kill but very torturous. They were swept towards each other. Some had a hole in their throats, some had iron slag embedded in their chests, and some had direct eyes and nostrils. They were all punched into a black hole.
These people who could neither die nor survive were rolling and struggling on the ground. It was impossible to count how many people there were in the darkness. The sudden wall of shotguns frightened these rebels, and even the cavalry supervising the battle behind them were temporarily frightened. , forgetting to force the green camp soldiers to rush forward.
Bang bang... bang...
Two more rounds of shotgun volleys were fired, and the advancing rebels were forced back more than ten steps. This time, in the dark night, the two armies were separated from close contact by a full twenty meters.
At this time, the four battalions of the Guanwai Army began to change their formations without saying a word. The three battalion leaders were arranged in a zigzag pattern in front, and one of the battalion leaders in the middle was protected for some unknown reason.
A long defensive position composed of two thousand people looked like a semicircle from a high altitude. The arc position was facing the direction of the station and facing the rebels who were coming up.
The engineers' shovels were flying, the soil was piled up, and more than a dozen heavy machine guns were covering each other. Several shooting bunkers soon appeared, but they did not fire but wanted to save ammunition. The muzzles of the guns just watched each other vigilantly.
There was only a brief ceasefire period. Cao Futian took this opportunity to rush to the front line, hiding in the darkness and talking with Ronglu's cavalry captain.
A fierce quarrel broke out between the two sides soon!
"Fuck! We from the Boxing Boxing and the Green Camp brothers from Tianjin have already lost a thousand lives in just one moment. It's time for you to fight!"
"Whose life is not life? It's not possible to rush into battle on two legs, but if you have horses, we will die if you don't rush?"
"Fuck... I know how to kill my own people from behind to supervise the battle, but I don't see you charging at me. If you dare, kill us all. As long as one of you survives, we will also go to the Long Live Lord to complain!"
Too many people died. Thousands of people died but they still failed to capture the Guanwai Army. Cao Futian and others, as well as the officials of the Green Camp, were heartbroken.
The cavalrymen under Ronglu were all servants who were born in his own family and were the personal guards that Guiziliu had raised for most of his life. They simply looked down on these soldiers who were like common people.
But they also knew that they could not offend the public at this moment. Several leading officers watched the movements of the Guanwai Army and discussed in low voices. No one wanted to talk to Cao Futian and his group.
Only at this moment did Ronglu's direct lineage truly realize that this foreign army was unusual. In the dark, you couldn't see the appearance, equipment, or size of these people at all.
Studying the corpses of several Guanwai soldiers who were killed, it was found that the faces of these people were covered with black, green, and gray paint fuel.
There are a lot of small equipment on his body, including very advanced ceramic armor pieces, which look like they are mass-produced by Chinese industries.
Depending on the soldier's official position, the number of armor pieces increases from small to large. Is this thing useful? Many soldiers say it's useless, and some even add more weight to their load, but officers know it very well.
What this thing is all about is a probability, which is to reduce the mortality and disability rate of an army. What an official wants is data.
"It's really hard to bite the steel plate. Who would have thought that this car was an elite vehicle that we encountered..."
"My dear, what scares me the most is the calmness of these Guanwai troops. They are as quiet as Bingtuo..."
"Yes...and have you noticed from the beginning to the end? Only one-third of the soldiers are fighting with us, and the remaining two-thirds are hiding behind, as if to conserve their strength..."
"What the hell kind of soldier is this? It's so damn hard to deal with..."
Several direct descendants of Ronglu were having a small meeting, but Cao Futian and several leaders of the Green Camp soldiers gradually became irritable and said, "Speak! Hey, hey, hey... you don't look down on others like that!"
"You don't want to crowd people like this! Are you going to fight this battle? If not, go back, we'll wrap it up... When the time comes, Mr. Rong, you guys, be careful..."
"Shut up!" the cavalryman roared, "Damn, Jiji Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai is acting like a bitch..."
"In ten minutes, you organize the green battalions to attack in the west. You don't need to charge and fire from a distance..."
"The fiercer the musket fire, the better... After a quarter of an hour of continuous attack, our cavalry launched a charge from the north..."
"When the time comes, use your righteousness fists that drink talisman water to discredit and crawl forward. When we attract the enemy's firepower, rush up at the closest distance and confuse the enemy!"
"We can't guarantee anything else. The attack of a thousand heavy cavalry will disrupt their military formation for half an hour! Use this most chaotic time to rush up and fight in hand-to-hand combat!"
"Remember, this is our last chance! More than four thousand people press forward and fight together..."
"Damn it, if we can't win like this! Haha... let's just carry our heads and go to see the general!"
When fighting a war, it is enough to have a plan, but the fear is that there will be no chance. Ronglu's direct descendants came up with a battle plan. Cao Futian and others knew nothing about it, so they just followed it anyway.
In the end, the only people who died were the common people who were stinky soldiers. What these officials wanted was victory and a record of merit!
Now that you have achieved merit in front of Emperor Guangxu, are you afraid of your subordinates who will not come to serve as soldiers and feed them?
Cao Futian and others had also snatched several pocket watches from wealthy families before. These officers checked their pocket watches, and countless troops began to mobilize in the darkness.
