Naturally, Hunchun's four direct battalions had to be mobilized with him. According to common sense, Hunchun should take the same train to the capital with these four battalions.
However, a vicious incident of robbing supplies occurred at Tangshan Station, which made Hunchun very angry. It was especially embarrassing for such a thing to happen on Chinese territory.
Hunchun ordered that if the soldiers did not eat, they would not eat themselves. The direct battalion leaders should set an example and let other friendly troops receive supplies first.
It is true that the Guanwai Army was founded by Hunchun, but no matter how hard we try, we cannot guarantee that the quality within a group will be the same.
As long as it is an army, even if it is the most powerful army in the world, there will definitely be three, six or nine ranks within it.
There is an elite iron army with strict disciplines, there will also be an army of bastards who live and die and wait for a day, and there will also be a pension army where many dandies gather together.
Many times the focus of the commander's job is to coordinate the conflicts between the battalion leaders. What is too much or too little, what is good for you and not good for me, are all matters that are at odds with each other.
Hunchun ordered the fourth battalion of his direct line to eat last and receive supplies last. This indeed calmed the unwillingness of many soldiers, and most of the annoyance and anger caused by the long march also dissipated.
However, due to the change in the supply schedule, the order before and after getting on the bus was also adjusted, so the Elite 4th Battalion was delayed by two shifts.
Unexpectedly, such an unintentional move saved the lives of the elite fourth battalion, otherwise they would have been blown up by explosives at Yangcun Station!
The core elite fourth battalion, you can tell by its name that it has an extraordinary origin!
Ergun Camp comes from both sides of the Ergun River, and is a grassland downstream and north near the confluence of Heilongjiang River. To the west is the prairie and to the east is the Daxinganling Mountains.
The Mongolian tribes living here are the least eroded and the most honest tribes, retaining many ancient characters.
Hunchun thought that it was very clever to recruit troops from here. Some of these people were incorporated into the cavalry, and the other part were from the elite Ergun Battalion.
This is a group of cavalry without horses. Five hundred manpower can resist the charge of a thousand cavalry. This is not something ordinary people can do.
Morgan Battalion is also the core elite. Most people of Xiao Letian's time didn't know the place name Morgan. It was an ancient place name from the Qing Dynasty, and the name was later changed after the Guangxu period.
The changed name is Nenjiang Prefecture, which is Nenjiang City in the 21st century!
Most of the soldiers in Morgan Camp are Kazakhs, wild Jurchens, Hezhe people, etc. from the Greater and Lesser Khingan Mountains. They hunt and deal with tigers and wolves all year round, and they are all natural warriors without training.
What makes the Rakshasa ghosts even more angry is that Hunchun actually set up a Nerchinsk camp. As you can tell from the name, the source of troops here actually comes from the so-called territory of Tsarist Russia.
That is, the soldiers recruited from the Waixing'an Mountains and even further north, which are further away from the Chinese civilization circle, there are even Ewenki and warriors from further north.
The climate and life in these places are more cruel, and the warriors who are tempered are more resolute, and their minds are very simple. As long as they are loyal to you, you basically don't have to worry about rebellion.
Xiao Letian was really scared of the Far East. Hunchun recruited troops from the territory of Tsarist Russia on such a large scale, and the Rakshasa ghost turned a blind eye and didn't even protest.
Of course, the so-called national borders in that era were the dividing lines of interest that existed in the minds of emperors and generals. Ordinary people didn't care about you so much.
Intermarriage, trade, fishing, hunting, etc. are all very common.
Due to the establishment of the Far Eastern State, Vladivostok began to become more and more prosperous relying on the heavy investment of the Chinese. The wealth attracted countless ethnic groups from the Far East and began to pay attention again to the civilization circle of the Han people in the south.
Moreover, they are born to worship the strong. Seeing that the Hua and Hunchun can even defeat the Rakshasa ghosts, then why are they waiting to serve as soldiers there and live a good life?
Hunchun left only a small part, but Xiang Shaolong actually left many more elites!
The Ergun Camp, the Morgan Camp, the Nerchinsk Camp... have already lined up and announced their names, just like martial arts masters openly challenging their opponents.
Lord, I dare to give my name, which means that I will fight to the death and never be a deserter!
When facing cavalry, there is a way to fight against cavalry. When facing these green soldiers and boxers, there is a more efficient way to fight!
"Pull closer...reduce the distance...save ammunition...attach the bayonet...don't waste bullets..."
Although the time was very short, after simple civil work, a simple defense line had been built. The heavy machine guns left the last life-saving bullets and did not fire, because a large number of bullets were provided to the Ergun Battalion to shoot the cavalry.
At present, against Cao Futian and other stragglers, the bullets and bayonets brought by the soldiers are enough!
Even the bullets that soldiers carry must be used sparingly. If you can end the battle with cold weapons, you can't waste money!
Bang bang... Sparse gunshots rang out. Compared with the stormy shooting of the green battalion soldiers just now, this counterattack was like scratching an itch.
But this tickle can be fatal. If you put it close and shoot it, the bullet will almost miss your mark, and the gun will kill you!
However, these rebels have been brainwashed by the illusion that they are in large numbers. Thousands of people are pulling their necks and shouting, "Kill..." Once this group of courageous people rises up, their momentum will be overwhelming.
Even if someone dies beside them during the hot-blooded rush, they are in no mood to watch!
"Blow him up... interrupt their offensive rhythm... let these people who only farm farm experience real war!"
Boom boom boom...the last batch of grenades were thrown out, exploding in a very rhythmic manner, tearing open holes of different sizes in the charging rebels.
How many people can be killed? I don’t know, but it can delay the enemy’s charge and buy even ten seconds for the vanguard to kill the enemy!
"Kill...Blessed by the Immortal God...Kill the rebels..."
Camp Morgan and Camp Nerchinsk gave the order to charge almost at the same time, and thousands of foreign troops jumped out of their bunkers and charged towards the group of fierce-looking rebels in front of them.
The sharp bayonets were raised, and some minority soldiers also carried their favorite weapons with them. The group of people roared forward like a pack of wolves outside the pass.
You can tell the clues just from their height. The average height of the Guanwai Army is a head taller than these rebels, and each of them is as strong as a tiger.
The nails that were so strong in the muscles of the arms and torso could not be driven in.
These are humanized killing machines that collided with the tide of rebels with a bang!
"Ah..." The screaming Oroqen warrior stabbed a Yihe Fist in the chest with the bayonet in his hand. With brute force, the screaming Boxer moved back and loaded a Green Camp soldier behind him.
A bayonet pierced two people like a candied haws on a stick, and they were pushed backwards and bumped into a third person!
The bayonet didn't show up until it penetrated into the muscles and bones of the third person. However, this Guanwai soldier actually pushed the three rebels forward for a full five meters, which shows how violent the momentum of the rush was.
"One...two...three...how many...oh, I don't know how to count..."
A two-meter-tall wild Jurchen man, holding an engineering shovel in each hand, dared to chop leeks, swinging to the left to chop off one head, and another to the right.
But how to count, he is also illiterate!
"Oops... I don't know how to count... How many have I killed... Who can count me in exchange for military merit!"
"One...click...two...click...oh...click...click...click again..."
"Ooooh...fuck...I...I still don't know how to count..."
