"Rush! Charge!..."
As a long whistle sounded on the position, more than 700 people from the two battalions on the southern front jumped out of the trenches. With bayonets in hand, they launched a large pursuit of thousands of fleeing Qing soldiers.
Although the overall quality of soldiers in Beihai Town is not high, Wang Yuanfang has strictly implemented the army's physical training standards of the 1990s for more than a year. A five-kilometer long-distance run every day is a basic training subject. When physical energy is exhausted, nutrition must keep up. Although Zhao Xin's material procurement cannot guarantee the nutritional nutrition of all the refugees, it is still no problem for thousands of troops to "add half a pound to four ounces" every day.
(The dietary standards of our military in the 1980s required one and a half kilograms of vegetables, one ounce of meat, one ounce of poultry and fish eggs, one ounce of soy products, and one ounce of vegetable oil per person per day.)
What's the situation with the Qing army? During the expedition to Junggar, the marching rations were one bushel of millet (thirty-three catties and three taels) fried into twelve catties and eight taels, which served as rations for thirty days. When Qianlong conquered Jinchuan, he compared the advantages of rice and noodles. Five buckets of rice were made into eight pounds of fried rice, which could only last for five days, while eight pounds of fried noodles could last for eight days. After that, fried noodles were used as military rations. Others, such as the Mongolian cavalry will carry dried meat, and the Eight Banners Manchurians will carry some vegetable dumplings, that's all.
The shortest distance from Fuldan City to the north bank of Suifen River is only seven or eight miles. After thousands of Qing soldiers fled south for three or four miles, their physical fitness was obviously insufficient. Those on horseback were fine, but the speed of those who were running on their feet slowed down. Many people were wheezing and even kneeling on the ground gasping for air.
"Damn it! I can't run anymore, I won't run anymore..." Several Qing soldiers cried sadly and sat down in the soft grass.
"That's right. These barbarian soldiers are so damn capable of chasing after them! They've been following for several miles, why are they still so desperate!"
"Ma, Brother Ma, get up quickly, barbarians, barbarians are chasing us, we're catching up!" Another Qing soldier suddenly turned his head and shouted suddenly.
"I can't do it anymore! I really have no strength. I have only eaten a handful of fried noodles since I left camp in the morning." The Qing soldiers have been marching and fighting since they had a full meal in the morning. Until now, they have not had enough water and rice, and they are all tired. I was almost breathless.
"Hands up! Turn down the gun and don't kill!" A soldier from Beihai Town suddenly ran out from behind a bush, holding a bayonet and shouting.
"Oh my God! The barbarian soldiers are coming, everyone, run away!" Several Qing soldiers were so frightened that their buttocks were on fire. They jumped up and ran away.
"Bang! Bang!" Two gunshots rang out, and smoke billowed out from the ground. Those who were about to run were frightened and stopped immediately.
"Whoever dares to run away again will be shot to death!"
"Master, have mercy on me! Master, have mercy on me!"
The Qing army veteran known as "Brother Ma" rolled his eyes, reached out and took out two silver ingots from his arms, bowed, held them in both hands and handed them to the soldiers in Beihai Town, saying: "This general manager Master, please do your best and treat us like nothings."
"Go back! If you move again, I will pick you!" The soldier pointed at Brother Ma with a bright bayonet in hand and shouted sternly. The current rationing system in Beihai Town makes it useless to ask for money. An order had been conveyed to the army a long time ago, and bribes were not allowed to be released without permission. Violators would be sent to dig coal in Ezo. In fact, it is very simple to trace this matter. First, the prisoners need to be interrogated and screened; second, the military camp is so big, where can you hide the money?
"Yes, yes! Little kid, back off, back off." Brother Ma's expression changed, and he complimented with a smile on his face: "Master, your official words are really good. If it weren't for this clothes, I would have to You are considered as one of the sisters."
"No matter what you say, just be honest!"
Several Qing soldiers winked at each other. When the soldiers in Beihai Town were not paying attention, one guy walked around to his side, raised the shotgun in his hand and was about to hit them.
"Ribei! You are running too fast...what are you doing?!" Another Beihai Town soldier ran out from behind the bushes, just in time to see the Qing soldier who was about to attack, holding a bayonet. Just stabbed it.
"Ah!" The Qing soldier who wanted to make a sneak attack screamed, but the bayonet was stabbed into his thigh and he fell to the ground.
"Uubei, you watch here, I'll go to the front!"
"Hey! Why did you leave me alone!"
Uobei jumped to his feet and yelled angrily. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a few Beihai Town militiamen carrying rifles coming over. He quickly said: "You escort these guys back, I'll go to the front." After that, he rushed out in a hurry. .
In the wilderness, such scenes abound. Thousands of Qing soldiers did this and captured them. The Beihai Town militiamen who caught up later tied them up with ropes and escorted them back.
At the same time, Fukang'an, who fled to the north bank of Suifen River on horseback, looked at the chaotic scene in front of him and almost cried without tears. All the pontoons were destroyed!
After the Suifen River goes south to the Fuldan City area, the water surface suddenly widens, with the narrowest point being 80 meters and the widest point being more than 100 meters. Moreover, after the convergence of surrounding tributaries, the water flow here is rapid and the water depth is at least ten meters.
The river bank, which is nearly twenty miles long from east to west, is full of broken soldiers who want to cross the river and escape. Except for a few of these Eight Banners soldiers, most of them couldn't swim. They looked at the wide river and didn't know what to do. They sat on the ground and cried for their fathers and mothers. Some smart people are looking around for trees as thick as arms, ready to cut them down and build them into rafts to cross the river.
On the snow-filled river, the two gray patrol boats that were the culprits in destroying the pontoon were cruising back and forth on the river. On the deck, in addition to the M2HB, seven or eight rifles and a PKM light machine gun were also spraying towards the river bank. bullet. Most of the bullets were fired in the open space on the river beach to prevent the Qing army from crossing the river.
After a while, the gunfire gradually subsided. Perhaps because no Qing troops were trying to fight back or dive across the river, the driver on the patrol boat turned on the communication equipment on the boat and connected a voice recorder. Soon, a clear and sonorous voice came from the tweeter above the deck:
"Soldiers of the Qing Army, putting down your weapons and raising your hands to surrender is your only way out! We treat prisoners preferentially! Please cherish your lives and think about your parents, wives and children at home, they are all waiting for you to return and reunite. Don't do it again It’s a needless sacrifice!..."
"Oh my God! Why are there women on this boat?!" The Qing soldiers present raised their heads and looked at the speedboat where the sound came from, and they were all dumbfounded!
"Yes, my wife, children, and my mother are all waiting at home."
"I miss my mother-in-law."
"This voice really sounds like my third sister. I haven't seen her in several years."
"It's quite similar. My sister also uses the same tone when she scolds me at home."
"My family has told me about my marriage. I originally thought that I would get married after the war. My mother also said that I can have a grandson the year after next! Woohoo~~"
"The women who are shouting have really smooth voices. If they were to sing for us men..."
At the medical station in Fuldan City, A Miao was helping Liu Siting. Lying on the operating table was a Qing cavalryman who had just been carried off the battlefield.
"Teacher, who were you shouting at alone in the room yesterday? Why did you raise your hands to surrender?"
Director Liu Da was wearing a mask, and there was no expression on his face. However, she raised her eyebrows and said in a low voice: "Oh. The adult in your family asked me to help record a few words to persuade him to surrender."
A Miao was busy with her hands and thoughts flashed through her mind. "Record? Persuade to surrender?"
...
"Master, why are you not in a hurry?"
"What's the rush? There's still seven or eight miles from here to the river!" Zhao Xin held the reins in one hand and the rifle in the other, riding his Mongolian horse, swaying and heading south slowly. Forward. Beside him were militiamen and migrant workers driving carriages; these people had gone to capture prisoners.
With Zhao Xin's riding skills, if he really galloped all the way to the Suifen River, his buttocks would be broken into eight pieces. Instead of doing this, why worry? Anyway, Katsu Kaishu, Heping Tai all led the team and rushed forward.
When the two of them had walked for almost one or two miles and could already see Suifenhe from the horse, cheers and shouts suddenly came from the front.
Guisheng was scratching his head and head anxiously, wishing he could let go of the reins and rush out. But Zhao Xin still looked calm and calm. Soon, several soldiers ran over.
"Sir! We caught Fukangan!"
"What?!" Zhao Xin's eyes widened. He reined in his horse, leaned over and asked, "Who caught it?"
"The two privates, Lord Ding, have also rushed over!"
"I really caught the emoticon, what a surprise! Hehehehehe~~"
"Master, your smile is so captivating."
"Little brat, what do you know? We are going to make a fortune now!"
"Then...can the master marry my young lady?"
"..." Zhao Xin rolled his eyes and continued: "Children should stop interfering in adult matters!"
"I'm not young anymore. I'll be sixteen after the Chinese New Year."
"If you're less than 18, you're all a brat!"
...
"Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!"
"I am so angry that the rain breaks at the corner..."
Outside a bush on the north bank of the Suifen River, a group of soldiers with bayonets surrounded a dozen pale-faced Manchu prisoners, cheering loudly and singing military songs together.
Ding Guofeng knelt down and looked at the prisoner Fukangan, who had a bloodless face and a knife mark on his neck. He tilted his head and looked at the other person's nostrils, and said seriously: "You can't see the universe from here!"
The tied-up Fukangan sat cross-legged on the ground, eyes closed and silent. Of course, he couldn't speak even if he wanted to because his mouth was blocked. He was extremely regretful in his heart. Why didn't he just commit suicide by drowning in the river? Instead, he turned around and ran eastward! Now he was a prisoner, which was even more uncomfortable for him than death.
"Your Majesty, I can't help you!" Fukangan felt sad. His proud background and noble status did not allow him to show a trace of cowardice. At this moment, he felt extremely guilty. He felt sorry for Qianlong and his deceased father, and just wanted to die to serve the country as soon as possible. Suddenly, he heard cheers from the people around him.
With the sound of horse hooves, the onlookers Beihai Town soldiers moved out of the way, and a young man in his thirties came over riding a Mongolian horse with four hooves in the snow.
The man got off his horse, walked up to Fu Kang'an, knelt down and said with a smile: "Commander Fu, let's get to know each other. My name is Zhao Xin."
When Fukangan heard this, he was shocked and suddenly opened his eyes...
"Zhao Xin, that bastard! He went south to capture prisoners by himself, and I still have to lead people to attack Ninggu Pagoda!" Liu Sheng, who had just captured the Qing army's western front camp, stood in Duerjia's tent and cursed secretly.
"Report!"
"Come in!"
The person who came in was Jiuzang. He saluted with a military salute and then reported: "Sir, we captured one hundred and fifty-seven prisoners of the Qing army and captured twenty horses, but they were all horses pulling carts. According to the prisoners' confession, The Mongolian cavalry crossed the river with all the horses in the camp and fled toward the southeast, numbering about three to four thousand people."
"We can't let this Qing army run back! Otherwise, with just a few of us, we won't be able to capture Ninggu Pagoda quickly! Jiuzang, you immediately send a squad to escort the prisoners back. Send two more people on horseback to catch up. Go back to the headquarters, notify Mr. Zhao and contact Instructor Wang, and ask them to stop this Qing army!"
"Yes! What about us?"
"Let the soldiers clean up. Let's leave now to Ninggu Pagoda!"
...
Mongolian Karen, this place was originally just a small checkpoint responsible for delivering official documents. The reason why it is called "Mongolia" comes from the Mongolian River not far to the south. In another future generation of time and space, this is Barabash with a population of only more than 3,000.
Because the nearby mountains produce ginseng and the coastal rivers are rich in Dongzhu, the number of soldiers stationed locally is twice that of other Karens, a total of twenty people.
Since Fukang'an began to widen the road from Hunchun to Fuldan City, Mongolian Karen quickly became a very important logistical supply point for the Qing army on its way north. All grain ships departing from Hunchun travel east to north along the meandering Hunchun River, then turn overland, and then transport from the Mongolian River to Karen, Mongolia. It is precisely for this reason that the garrison strength of Mongolian Karen suddenly increased from twenty people to more than forty people, including two shotgun squads.
The first snow in early autumn fills the valley below Tongken Mountain. The undulating mountain ridges, the trees that have not lost all their leaves, the silver-gray sky and the pure white earth are intertwined and integrated into one.
Seven or eight roe deer, sticking out their white buttocks that exploded into heart-shaped shapes, hurriedly crossed the forest, as if they were avoiding some danger. Before they went downhill, they suddenly looked back, with a demented expression that made people laugh.
Twenty minutes later, a large and colorful tiger emerged from the dense bushes, crossed the shallow ditch, and jumped onto the flat forest path. It didn't seem to be in a hurry, and it just walked through the forest, waving its flame-like patterns unhurriedly, leaving huge paw prints on the snow. When it reached the foot of an oak tree, it slowly stopped, hesitated for about a second, and suddenly arched its back and roared at the mountain ridge a hundred meters away.
This time, without Serdan's reminder, Wang Yuanfang knew that the tiger had discovered him.
"Oops, we were discovered! If we shoot, Karen down the mountain might hear it. What should we do?" Seldan asked slowly and softly.
"Bang! Bang!" Wang Yuanfang answered him with gunfire. In the field of vision, the huge tiger with eye-catching white forehead was shot in the head and fell to the snow.
Since Wang Yuanfang led his team to leave Fuldan City at the end of June, more than 600 people have stayed in Tongken Mountain for two full months. Their biggest enemy every day is not the soldiers patrolling the mountain, the border people who go into the mountain to collect ginseng or hunt. Not tigers, bears and wild boars, but themselves.
More than 600 people have nothing to do every day and cannot hunt in the mountains and forests with great fanfare. It is really a torture. If it weren't for Serdan and his son who were familiar with the harsh environment of the mountains, they would have been discovered by the border residents long ago. Every time they encountered a beast, the soldiers did not dare to shoot directly, so either Serdan killed it with a bow and arrow, or Wang Yuanfang killed it with an automatic rifle with a silencer.
The soldiers ate compressed biscuits every day, drank mountain spring water, and rarely even lit a bonfire at night. It is precisely because of this that more than 30 people have died in the past two months due to injuries and wild beast attacks.
When Zhao Xin's order was received via radio waves, Wang Yuanfang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't bear to wait any longer.
More than 600 people, who had been depressed for a long time, were like tigers descending from the mountain. They quickly passed through the mountains and bushes, crossed the mountain ridges, and attacked the Qing army's Mongolian Karen with lightning speed.
When they rushed out of the mountains and arrived at the north bank of the Mongolian River, they were discovered by the stationed Qing army. Wang Yuanfang immediately ordered a company to forcefully cross the Mongolian River, and other troops provided fire cover on the north bank of the river.
When the soldiers from Beihai Town swam across the freezing Mongolian River in the rain of bullets and arrows, they immediately launched an attack while soaking wet. The battle ended after twenty minutes. Three soldiers from Beihai Town died and five were injured. None of the two Qing army musketry squads stationed here surrendered and were all wiped out. Except for a few of the more than 200 civilians transporting grain and supplies, they all became prisoners of war and fled into the mountains to the south.
After getting in touch with the headquarters, Wang Yuanfang decided to let his men have a hot meal first. After more than 600 people had eaten and drank, and had a good sleep by the campfire, new orders arrived.
The order given to them by the headquarters was to block the Qing cavalry fleeing south and to annihilate them all, in order to create convenience for the capture of Ninggu Pagoda. Wang Yuanfang thought for a moment and then held a meeting with Serdan and his son and the battalion commander.
After the meeting, Serdan and his son took their two reconnaissance teams to disguise themselves, picked up shotguns and bows, and transformed into armored soldiers stationed here, while Wang Yuanfang and others hid in the built hidden fortifications. inside.
The water has been boiled, just waiting for the rice to be put into the pot...
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