Chapter 4 Concept

In the Flower Hall of the Flower City Office, Ye Zhao fiddled with the enamel-colored stone-shaped teacup in his hand. The elegant and beautiful teacup was really loveable.

This is a treasure of the family of Guo Jingzhi, the magistrate of Huacheng. It was produced by Jingdezhen during the Yongzheng Dynasty. During the Qianlong period, the imperial kiln in Jingdezhen factory collapsed and burned it for decades. In addition, the famous craftsmen went into exile after the bandits were launched, and many manufacturing methods were lost, which gradually declined Jingdezhen porcelain skills.

The next head of Ma Dayong stood respectfully, and rewarded the preparations for the "Zhenjiang Camp" with a pious look on his face. It is easy to replenish troops when fighting against Britain and France. It is a major advantage. For example, the number of rifle battalions is extremely severely reduced. Zhenwu and the second battalions of Youjiang had to retreat to Fogang for rest, but within a month, they would definitely be able to replenish the number of troops. Now they use seized weapons to select elite soldiers from Liao Yong and Chao Yong to add a battalion of rifle soldiers. Therefore, although each rifle battalion lost no less than 5,700,000 soldiers, there was a sign that the battle became stronger and stronger.

The personal guard of the flag guard Ma Dayong was promoted to the management of Zhenjiang Camp. The soldiers brought out by Ye Zhao were extremely brave and invincible in the battle formation. They really had the style of Ma Chao in the past.

There is no precedent to follow when fighting modern corps with world-class first-class powers like Britain and France. The only thing to refer to is probably the Korean War. Ye Zhao is confident that he is doing well. As for the stories of "Mine War" and "Tunnel Warfare" that are fabricated with exaggerated stories that win less with less, it is illusory, and the other is that it is really difficult to be a polite war.

However, in his own land, he relies more on intelligence and human-sea tactics to force the British and French forces firmly into a corner of Guangzhou. Ye Zhao did not have any joy of victory. Although it was an extremely amazing battle of glory compared to his previous life, and the battle of the Huacheng Battle, which can be recorded in the history of world wars, must have shocked the West and the world looked at it sideways.

I hope that one day in the future, this army will truly shock the world and bring China an incomparable glory.

Ye Zhao thought silently.

He almost had the same idea as Ye Zhao. A few days ago, Britain and France sent a message of hope for peace talks, and Ye Zhao had already handed over the letter to Beijing, asking the court to send an imperial envoy to discuss peace talks.

Compared with the results of the First Sino-British War, the British and French coalition forces suffered heavy losses and were in a miserable situation. But if they really angered Britain and France, hundreds of overwhelming ships sailed into the Chinese Sea, the port cities were one by one, and the capital fell, and the situation would be difficult to deal with. Moreover, even if they were like gods, the British and French coalition forces were all wrapped around the fish belly, the result was that the hardliners in the capital had completely gained the upper hand and were completely defeated by themselves.

Nowadays, the shocking casualties of the British and French coalition forces will inevitably bring more support to the British and French political leaders. For example, some leaders of the British Tory Party are extremely opposed to this war.

Now is the best time to negotiate peace and strive for the best interests. Otherwise, the militants of the Whig Party in London would have been clamoring to gather the navy to take the most cruel revenge against China.

However, this peace talks require ministers to come down to the capital, so that the powerful people in the capital know how serious the situation is. Only in this way can the results of the negotiations be recognized by all parties. Otherwise, those optimistic hardliners would probably regard peace talks with Britain and France as national humiliation.

Next, how can we win the situation we want to see most in this peace talk?

Ye Zhao has been thinking about this question these days.

"Master, Thirteen, that girl, has been clamoring to enter Zhenjiang Camp all day long, but how can girls join the army?" Ma Dayong looked helpless. Thirteen made great contributions in the battle to defend Huacheng, killing four or five ghost guys. At that time, the scene of the Grandmaster patting her head and praising her face vividly. But no matter how rough you are, you are still a girl. How could you get involved in a group of big men and get guns? Even if you are against the enemy, the female soldiers will be formed into a team.

But Dashang praised Thirteen in person, and the wild girl's popularity soared. She also thought about her deceased brother. Ma Dayong didn't want to slapped her face too much, but she was so troubled by her every day that she had to complain to the Taishang. Thirteen was the most afraid of the Taishang.

"Enter Zhenjiang Camp? Not good." Ye Zhao thought about it, gently put down the teacup and said, "Where are hers, call me to take a look."

"Yes." Ma Dayong went out to find someone happily. There was a handsome man with a golden mouth. Is this wild girl still dared to hang out with him in the future?

At the time of tea, Thirteen, dressed in a short green dress, followed Ma Dayong and walked into the flower hall with slight steps. It seemed that he had committed some serious crime, and he didn't dare to look at Ye Zhao. Just now, Ma Dayong scared her all the way, saying that the coach was extremely angry when he heard her nonsense and wanted to scold her.

"Minister-in-law Jiang Shisan kowtowed to the Grand Marshal." The girl's voice was filled with a crisp voice. Thirteen's voice was not bad. The little girl's eyes were splattering, but she didn't dare to look at Ye Zhao.

"Tell me? Why do you want to join the army?" Ye Zhao smiled and took a sip of tea.

Thirteen said, "You're just waiting to get me up and scold me." I'm not a fool to give you a slander. I pursed my lips tightly, as if it was sealed by a welding rod."

"Say it, I'm sorry you are innocent."

Thirteen still didn't say anything.

Seeing that Shisan was stubborn, Ye Zhao was amused and said, "Okay, since you also feel that you are unreasonable, don't mention joining the army and getting paid in the future. When Guangzhou is pacified, I will help you choose a household and get married."

Suddenly hearing the tone of the Grandmaster and his brother, Thirteen's eyes turned red, and he remembered his brother who died tragically. The hatred that was higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea in his heart was about to come up. She gritted her teeth and said, "I can't kill all the ghosts, Thirteen will not get married! And the thief, Thirteen will definitely crush his bones and throw them into ashes. Thirteen must join the army!"

How can Li Minghan hide the fact that he had proposed to hang Jiang Zhongchang's head?

Ye Zhao said lightly: "This is not a matter of worrying about you! This is family hatred for you, but it is national hatred for me. Which one is more important, you should consider it yourself!"

Ye Zhao picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea, saying, "Okay, I understand your thoughts, and I always have a lot of fists. But when you join the army, you can't just kill the ghosts and avenge your family. When will you figure it out, the flag guards will leave you a place!"

At first, Thirteen almost wanted to cry. The Grandmaster clearly didn't want to enter the military camp by himself, but when he heard behind, Thirteen opened his eyes wide and guarded the flag guard? This is a warrior with thousands of choices. It is the imperial guard guard who guards the Grandmaster, representing supreme honor. Which warrior in Guangdong, who is like a wolf or a tiger, doesn't want to be able to wear blue armor one day?

Ma Dayong was also very surprised, and then he thought that the coach might give this silly girl a pill, so that she would not be rejected again and again, and other thoughts would not appear on her face.

"Master, I, Thirteen, have figured it out, I have figured it out!" Thirteen was anxious and knelt forward a few steps, just about to hug Ye Zhao's legs. The coach said this casually, and he might change his mind next time.

"Then tell me, why are you a soldier?" Ye Zhao asked with a smile.

How could Thirteen know? Eat food and pay? It is definitely not right. Loyal to the emperor and serve the country? It doesn't seem that way. Thirteen slapped his head in a hurry, and suddenly he raised his face and shouted: "Master, Thirteen doesn't know why he joined the army! Thirteen only knows that he is a good soldier when he listens to the words of the Grand Marshal! He is straightforward when he is a soldier! He is willing to live and die for the Grand Marshal! Even if he dies, his face is brilliant, and others will give him a thumbs up and say that you are a man! His family will have a good life!" This is probably the general psychology of all brave soldiers in Guangdong, but it was revealed by Thirteen.

Ye Zhao stared at her, Shisan was so nervous that he was afraid that he would say the wrong thing.

"It's nonsense, but from now on, come to the flag guard for a few days to try. I'll see your performance. I happened to go out to do business today, so you can follow." Ye Zhao put down the teacup, and he suddenly thought about it. Isn't it a conceptual impact on the world by including female soldiers in the flag guard? Thirteen looks bad and careless, and is the right candidate. If it's too beautiful, it won't have the right effect.

"Thank you, Master! Thank you!" Shisan kowtowed with a bang, and often saw the flag-guarding commander calling him, Master. Shisan also felt that this title was more friendly. He was in a state of excitement at the moment, and he didn't know how to express his admiration for the general. It seemed that this "master" could vent her emotions at this moment.

"Get up." Ye Zhao nodded to the dazed Ma Dayong and said, "Go and take her to see Baksh and buy her outfit. I will use her today."

"Zhe!" Ma Dayong scratched his head, but he didn't expect that this silly girl, Hong Fu, had entered the flag guards. Well, the flag guards were all elite. I think no one would talk about this silly girl behind her back, but would only give a thumbs up and say "The Girls' Women's Women". But if you get involved with the rude men in your infantry battalion, that's not the case.

The two guards with short swords on the back of the yamen are all Chaowang. What a glorious job to be able to keep the door for General Jingxiang? General Jingxiang is the backbone of Guangdong! Both of them are young men, and their waists are so straight that they are like keeping the door for General Jingxiang. The backbone of both of them has also become hard.

The scorching sun flows in the sky, and the fire is extremely hot.

With a squeak, the back door suddenly opened. Several personal guards inside led horses and walked out in a beautiful young commander in a beautiful robe. The two doors were brave enough to see their noses and noses, and their bodies became even more straight.

Seeing the general boarding the horse and the cavalry left, the two brave men stood freely like the door god.

Ye Zhao rode a dozen times at lightning speed and headed straight to Hehua Village.

Hehua Village is located next to the official road from Fogang to Huacheng, more than fifty miles away from Huacheng.

If Hehua Village was not famous before, from now on, it was necessary to write a strong point in modern Chinese history books, because it was used by Ye Zhao as a field hospital in the later stage of the battle, and the wounded were sent to this treatment.

It took more than fifty miles of official road, but it took more than an hour to arrive. This time it was not because the general was not good at riding skills, but the one who was dragging him down was Thirteen.

"Wao huh!" Under the ancient willow tree at the entrance of Hehua Village, Zhao Sanbao, the right wing leader of the flag-protecting vanguard camp, had been waiting for a long time. The generals rode and rode their horses, and Zhao Sanbao quickly stepped forward to pay homage.

Although the battle with the British and French coalition forces has gradually subsided, after all, no peace agreement was signed. Because the field hospital of Hehua Village is naturally extremely vigilant. Before the general and others arrived, the message of the sentry had already been transmitted to Zhao Sanbao, who was responsible for the guards of Hehua Village.

"Get up!" Ye Zhao's face was gentle. Zhao Sanbao was not bad for the name he gave him, but he truly achieved "steady, ruthless and accurate" on the battlefield. In order to create fighter jets for friendly forces to wipe out the British infantry battalion, he once led the Liao Yong right wing to defend Tucheng with flesh and blood for half a day, and pressed the French infantry battalion that was rushing to rescue the French infantry battalion firmly to the south of Tucheng. In this battle, Liao Yong's right wing suffered almost half of the casualties, but was also baptized by blood and fire and became even more fierce. He entered the Red Head A San front in several positional battles, which made the Red Head A San and the others mention that the Chinese machete team was frightened.

Nowadays, Liao Yong, Chao Yong and other Guangdong Regiment Yongs were combined into the flag-protecting vanguard battalion, divided into two left and right wings, with two thousand people per wing, and Zhao Sanbao is still the right wing long.

"Does there be many wounded people having fever?" Ye Zhao asked, feeling a little gloomy in his heart. In this era, serious wounded people have almost no hope of survival. Even if they are slightly injured, the mortality rate of infection and inflammation is extremely high.

This reminded Ye Zhao of a Japanese time travel drama I had watched before. There was a way to extract penicillin under primitive conditions. However, it was a time travel drama. It was not very reliable to think about it. After several experiments, it failed. I could only wait for the peace talks to buy some equipment and see if it could be successful. But it was extremely slim.

After hearing the Grand Marshal's question, Zhao Sanbao was stunned. He was a powerful general, but he was numb after seeing life and death too much. He only knew where the Grand Marshal pointed and beat him. He didn't care much about the situation of the injured.

Ye Zhao also knew that Yu Blind was asking, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Where is Mad? Take me there." Turning his head, he saw that Thirteen wearing blue armor had a red eyes. He was slightly stunned. Then he understood and said to her with a smile: "Is it the first time I really rode a horse? It's very good, take your time."

Indeed, there was no chance to ride a horse before Thirteen? At most, I secretly borrowed it from my brother. Today, I was hind. Thirteen felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to cry. If he was kicked out of the flag guard, it would be better to die.

The village of Hehua Village is not big, with a wooden fence in the west of the village. There are soldiers outside wandering around to guard the police. There are tents inside and tents. A long distance away, you can hear the screams of the wounded.

Zhao Sanbao asked the alert soldiers in the village, and Priest Mad was still in the hospital tent.

Ye Zhao stopped and the general sent a condolence to the wounded soldiers in this era was not very realistic. He said that you told the injured soldiers not to be allowed to greet them in advance, but when you really go in, the number of wounded soldiers must get up. This will cause trouble to pull the injury. Your original intention was good, but you may accidentally kill several lives.

Between the tents, women were in and out.

Ye Zhaoxin said that this is probably the earliest female nurse in China.

When Priest Mad and other medical teams began to heal the wounded, they were risking their lives. On the first day, Priest Mad was almost slashed by Tuan Yong's head. After he issued several military orders, he was also very arrogant and beaten and scolded. Tuan Yong gradually accepted him. Despite this, just a few days ago, a newly transferred wounded man punched Priest Mad and his eyes were blue.

Who said that Priest Mad is a ghost?

However, no matter what, most of the wounded gradually recognized Mad and gradually understood that there were good people in the ghosts.

However, Priest Mad worked hard, and another Western doctor in the medical team obviously felt that life was like hell, and he was even more unwilling to help the Chinese soldiers fighting with his motherland to treat injuries. If he hadn't been worried that he would be killed by the Chinese when he left at this time, he would have said goodbye to Ye Zhao long ago.

Now this Western doctor is mainly responsible for teaching Chinese nursing staff some simple bandaging and nursing knowledge.

In the field hospital, Ye Zhao ordered dozens of civilian women to take care of the wounded. Some women came voluntarily because the woman was "careful" and some women came voluntarily. They wanted to do some work to take care of the wounded soldiers within their ability, but gradually, in this blood and fire environment, they were infected by the atmosphere without realizing it, and many old customs and habits were thrown aside. Some women also did the work of skin-friendly care, bandaging and changing the wounded, and some women were even tempted to serve the wounded and pissed.

This made Ye Zhao very pleased. In fact, the Chinese people's changes in traditional concepts were almost all from top to bottom, initiated by rulers and implemented by the people, whether in the feudal era, the Xinhai Revolution or the Republic era. If you want to say that the people themselves change the traditions or bad habits that have been developed for thousands of years or hundreds of years, they are almost a matter of seeking fish.

Now, war is also a catalyst for changing concepts, which can make the impact of some concepts come early, and can unknowingly change certain inherent customs and concepts.

Perhaps when Guangzhou settles down, we can ask Madman to help establish the first Western-style hospital.

Ye Zhao was walking, his mind flew farther and farther away.

"Master! Madam lives in this family!" Zhao Sanbao pointed to a farmhouse next to him and said.

Hehua Village is like most rural areas in China nowadays. The villagers live in poverty. Various simple wooden houses and thatched huts are scattered on both sides of the street. However, the family Zhao Sanbao refers to is a green wall tiled house. There is a green camphor tree next to the courtyard gate. It is obviously a wealthy family in Hehua Village.

"What lady?" Ye Zhao was slightly stunned.

"That, that lady of Rakshasa." Zhao Sanbao was careless about other things, but he was very concerned about the matter of the Grand Marshal. Although Sharapova was the captive and female slave of the Grand Marshal, the Grand Marshal had been staying in the military camp and obviously loved her very much, so he naturally called her Madam.

Since the army has become more and more brave after coming to Guangdong, most of these people have a loose military discipline. When they see Lady Rakshasa's blond hair and blue eyes, if they don't know that they are the beloved princess of the Great Master, they should not have any bad intentions. Therefore, after Lady Rakshasa and the priest Mad came to Hehua Village from Fogang, Zhao Sanbao ordered them to go on a strict order. If they dare to look at Lady Rakshasa in front of them, they would dig their eyes; those who talked behind their backs would cut their tongues; those who acted rudely would be killed without mercy.

We also selected elite soldiers to guard the house of Lady Rakshasa. If Lady Rakshasa goes out for a trip, there will be a team of soldiers guarding near the side.
Chapter completed!