82: Battle of Ganzhou: Crazy Hunan Army(2/2)
"What? General Dou Wenjian is here too?" Zhu Qingzheng was shocked: "What is he here to do? I will definitely be able to defeat the enemy!"
Dou Wenjian has a higher status than Zhu Qingzheng. His place is that the supreme command of Ganzhou was taken back by the Haihuang.
"Brother Dou, does Your Majesty believe that I can defeat the Hunan Army?" When Zhu Qingzheng saw Dou Wenjian at the navy camp outside the dock, he couldn't help but scream.
"Don't worry, brother, you still have to take care of Ganzhou's defense," Dou Wenjian laughed: "I'm just here to command the reinforcements of the Crusades."
"It's a big taboo for military strategists." Zhu Qingzheng was unhappy, but before he could say anything, Dou Wenjian said, "Go and see the Crusades. You have been fighting in the south and north, and you have never seen them."
"Tsk, why haven't you seen it before? What soldier hasn't seen it before?" Zhu Qingzheng smiled unhappily and followed Dou Wenjian toward the pier.
But when he saw that group of people, not only Zhu Qingzheng, but also all the generals and even the grooms could not match their mouths: Isn’t this a fucking foreigner?
On the river bank, there were crusading flags and three red spear signs flying high. Below them, teams of crusad soldiers lined up, "Standing at attention" and "Salary" and other English commands.
The soldiers did not wear wide earth-shaped hexagrams or loose trousers, but a water-like Western military uniform, blue tops, black trousers, and armed belts crossed between their chests. A wide leather belt was stuck on their waists. A tall blue hat book was worn on their heads. The iron cross hat badge was embedded in the front of the high-tube cap. The Western smoothbore guns in their hands were lined up. On one side was a three-blade bayonet, an ammunition bag was hung on the belt, and a strange square bag book was carried on the back. The strangest thing was that a small flower-style toothbrush was inserted in the buttonhole on the chest.
The only place that looks like the Chinese is their shoes - all of them are "members-branded" straw sandals - this is the only place where the Qing Dynasty was civilized.
"Is this the legendary one?" Zhu Qingzheng watched the army wandering when he walked. At this moment, a man suddenly stepped out of the front line of the team.
The tall hat book covered half of his face, but the leather shoes under his feet were loud, and he kept a few sounds, "pop" and stood at the attention of Zhu Qingzheng, then he bent his arms and fingered his ears, and pressed his hands on the British sabre and shouted loudly: "Report to the commander! The trainee battalion commander Zhuang Lizhong, the Tianzi Camp of the Royal Crusader of the Song Dynasty, and the Haizi Camp came to report!"
"Okay... OK... Li Zhong, of course Zhu Qingzheng knew each other, but now he was a little afraid to recognize him, and he didn't know what to say. He pointed to the city and went to the city to rest.
Then a harsh English sounded among the various array teams. More than 1,200 people from the two battalions were like one person. They turned around stiffly, and the straw sandals rubbed against the mud, and they made loud noises. Then, teams of people, as if there was a thread connecting their hands and feet, swung their arms and legs together, and walked neatly like zombies, passing by the officials under Zhu Qingzheng and heading into the city.
"Oh my god, what is this? Are they acting?" Li Wenmao couldn't even close his mouth.
"This is what Your Majesty has always said about the Goblins and the Foreign Gun Team!" Zhu Qingzheng sighed.
"Elite soldiers? I haven't seen them have swords and guns. Should I go into battle with a bird gun and kill them? What should I do?" Li Wenmao and Guan Ju shouted together.
Guan Ju pointed to a soldier's background and said, "Look at how narrow their pants book (the clothing in the late Qing Dynasty: There is no obstacle to wearing one pants leg), can you run?"
Zhu Qingzheng shrugged: "I don't know if it's the elite soldiers, but they were piled up by His Majesty with a mountain of silver. I soon knew how this soldier was so skilled except for the high military salary."
As soon as the team entered the city, although it was already dusk, screaming howls rang out all over the city, and thousands of households flocked to see the monsters.
In the queue, a soldier poked his companion in a low voice and said, "I can't stand it anymore when I'm reading like a monkey book."
Chapter completed!