Momentum is so subtle, and the battle situation is always ever-changing. Just now, the elite fourth battalion of Hunchun was chasing the rebels like crazy, chasing rabbits, but after this shouting, this group of people seemed to suddenly lose their courage.
The gunshots fired back became sparse, the shouts of war became quieter, the officers lost their energy, and the soldiers below showed hesitation in their eyes.
It's not that they are afraid, they just feel that it is not worthwhile to work hard at this time, and they must die in a worthwhile way!
We have always been loyal to the general during the war, and by the way, we were loyal to the Qing Dynasty, but what was the Qing Dynasty? Can you see it and touch it?
Yes, it can be seen and touched, but who does such a large country belong to? Who can represent it? Or who can bring us hope for the future and a better life?
A country, a nation, a force, there must be a leader, right? You can't write the words "Qing Dynasty" on a wooden board, and we will die for this wooden board?
This is not allowed. There must be someone who can talk and discuss things, someone who can do things. If we die in battle, he can pay us pensions, and if we perform meritorious service, he can give us credit.
When the peaceful days come, we must have an income to live on despite droughts and floods!
Be loyal to a real person! Of course, you can say you are the emperor, but does the emperor necessarily have authority? Think about it, what if Guiziliu had many benefits?
Hunchun is the general who founded our army. He has a personal favor and of course he must be loyal to us. But what if Hunchun is dead? Those who are loyal again are the ones who come from two places!
What is coming twice? Both husband and wife are married for the second time, so living together is called Lianglai! In fact, this kind of relationship is not practical. There are more or less selfish thoughts and little defenses!
Who can represent the great justice of the Qing Dynasty, Zaichun or Yixin? Although you, Zai Chun, are the current emperor, the sixth bloodline of the Japanese is also very noble. Your uncle is the sixth elder brother who is the favorite of Emperor Daoguang!
When Yi Xin becomes emperor in the future, who can guarantee that he will not do well? Maybe it's much better than what you Zaichun did.
Bah, bah, bah... I wonder what your emperor did so well? Who will give me the most benefits? Who should I go with? Is working for someone not selling my life?
This General Hunchun is the benefactor of our army. This is equivalent to the first man the eldest girl marries. This kind of relationship is very intimate.
But that’s not the case now. Our first wife died in the war, and we don’t want to be buried with him, nor do we want to be widowed for the rest of our lives, having to marry another family.
Which door do you enter? In fact, it's all the same. The initial feelings are gone, so let's see if the conditions are good.
What is all this mess? But these messy things are still the real thoughts in the hearts of these soldiers. The army without the baptism of nationalist ideas and the concept of country, don't they just think about these messy things?
It was because of such a chaotic mentality that the resistance at the Tianjin Station was disorganized and the gunfire was chaotic. Many heavy machine gun positions did not even fire. Some of those who fired deliberately raised their guns a few inches.
They are all selfish thoughts, thinking about how to sell them at high prices in the future!
Boom... After Zai Tu's cavalry rushed into the position like sharp knives, Tianjin Station was filled with arrogant cavalry, shaking their waist knives and shouting.
"Kneel down...kneel down and pledge your allegiance to the prince...retreat...surrender without killing..."
More and more cavalry rushed in. The foreign troops did not fight or surrender. They just faced the cavalry with their bayonets raised. Their eyes were all fixed on their commanders.
At this time, they were afraid of some outstanding officers. As long as one officer shouted to put down their weapons, two thousand elites would surrender like snow-capped mountains.
The foreheads of these officers were sweating. They felt huge pressure. They wanted to surrender but they still couldn't save face. If they didn't surrender, more and more rebels would follow. The final result would be death!
Is the whole army really going to be wiped out? Are you going to surrender to these weaklings? Many commanders have set their sights on those Rakshasa ghosts.
The Bear Ghost Battalion occupied the ticket sales and waiting hall of the train station. They looked outside through the cold windows. The resentment in the hearts of these proud Rakshasa soldiers was unspeakable.
You have already surrendered once, do you want to surrender again? God, what did we do wrong? Why do we have to surrender again and again when we are all warriors?
But just as they were hesitating, Zai Tu had already begun to build a heavy machine gun fire bunker at the closest distance to the west side of the train station, and many large tin speakers began to shout again.
"Don't hesitate... Surrender to the prince... Otherwise the cannons will come up in a moment... Don't hesitate... You are outnumbered..."
At this point, morale has completely collapsed. Some Rakshasa ghosts sighed and nodded to the other camp leaders outside. They did not understand Chinese and could only negotiate with other camp leaders outside.
The three battalions outside also knew that there was no other way. First one soldier, then two or three, began to put their rifles on the ground, and the sharp and blood-stained bayonets collided with the stone slabs, making a humiliating sound.
Zai Tu and the others finally heaved a sigh of relief, "Ah... after recruiting such elites from the fourth battalion, we can expect great things!"
"Find a bottle of wine... We have to take a sip. Although we didn't find Hunchun's bones, we captured Tianjin Wei and cut off the connection between Hunjun and the seaport. This is also a huge victory!"
"By the way, I also recruited elites from the fourth battalion. I'm so happy, so happy! Hahaha..."
But just when Zai Tu and the others were about to find a bottle of wine to celebrate, there was suddenly a heavy sound of horse hooves coming from the northeast, and soon a sound like a bell was heard.
"General...return to the army...general...return to the army..."
"What a fool...who said I'm dead...I, Hunchun, am alive and well!"
Several masters of internal strength protected Hunchun as he rode straight to the train station. They used their internal strength to make noises, like Buddhist lions roaring, and their shouts could be heard clearly by the entire battlefield.
"General Hunchun...returns to the team...the fourth battalion immediately goes into combat mode...general returns to the team!"
The prancing horse moved forward, Hunchun urged the horse to jump over the corpse obstacle, and rushed directly onto the platform amidst the dense rain of gunfire from the rebels.
He pulled out his sword and struck a rebel on the head, "What the fuck...where did this bullshit pretender prince come from?"
With a click, a big head rolled to the ground!
Hunchun Hengdao's eyes were so wide open that he was about to spit out fire. "I'll fuck you grandma... I didn't train you to be a weakling... Who taught you to surrender?"
"Take up arms...kill!"
