"The Fifth Division encountered an artillery ambush by the Qing army in Tieyuan and suffered heavy losses. According to reports from the front line, the artillery used by the Qing army was bronze cannon made by us. The situation is unknown now, and Lou Fu has ordered all the units of the Fifth Division to stop
The footsteps are in the midst of a confrontation with the Qing army."
A bronze cannon appeared in the hands of the Qing army. This important information was passed to the central government, shocking everyone in the Xia army's top brass.
Zuo Yong was worried, as if he had a premonition that there would be a bloody storm.
Xia Jun has always attached great importance to the confidentiality regulations of weapons. Therefore, over the years, Xia Jun's advantages in weapons have never been overtaken by the enemy.
Although many of the previous weapons have been lost, that is the inevitable result on the battlefield.
Never before has an artillery-level weapon fallen into enemy hands.
But this time, the Qing army deployed fifty bronze cannons at once. This was definitely a big event.
But such an important incident is very common here in Zuo Menggeng.
"That prince is really planning to go all the way to the dark side."
Zuo Yong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.
"Did Wang Weiran give it to the Qing army?"
Zuo Mengeng laughed.
"You have to have a clear understanding of the integrity of Shanxi merchants."
Zuo Yong slapped his hand on the table.
"These damn traitors will definitely not be spared in the future."
Zuo Mengeng had already known about this matter, so naturally there would be no emotional changes. He also informed Zuo Yong of more information.
"Wang Weiran purchased 30 bronze cannons from us, and soon afterwards, businessmen in Shanxi and Shaanxi areas purchased more than 20 more in the name of guarding against rogue bandits. Not surprisingly, this is how the artillery in the hands of the Qing army came from.
"
Zuo Yong complained a little.
"Since we know that these Shanxi businessmen have evil intentions, why do we still sell such important items to them?"
Zuo Mengeng poured him a cup of tea and comforted him with a smile.
"Although these weapons are extremely powerful, they are not even close to those used by our army, which does not negate our advantages. In addition, political issues are far more important than military issues. Furthermore, we have made a profit from selling these artillery pieces.
How much money? Without this money, how could our army fight such a wealthy war?"
Zuo Yong scratched his head and realized for the first time that politics was so complicated.
It's better to forget it and just focus on his own field.
"Now that we know that the Qing army has such weapons, what should we do next?"
Zuo Mengeng asked: "Where did the Qing army withdraw to? What is the situation of our army's various departments?"
Zuo Yong quickly entered the state and reported to him.
"The Qing army on the northern front has stopped attacking and is confronting the 1st Marine Division across the Imjin River. The opponent has a lot of troops and our troops are temporarily unable to attack. The Qing coalition forces on the central and eastern front have withdrawn to the north of Cheorwon and are on the mountainous terrain.
Strong fortifications were established. The North Korean Second Division was beaten by Hauge and was unable to stand, and had boarded the ship from Wonsan and withdrew. Currently, the Fifth Division occupied the Cheorwon, Yangkou, and Goseong lines, and was resting and waiting at the same time.
Further orders."
Zuo Mengeng drew the situation of both sides on the map, and his expression became subtle.
He discovered that the area where the two sides were now confronting each other was on a famous dimension.
That is...the thirty-eighth parallel of north latitude.
To the north of this line, it was completely under the control of the Qing Dynasty coalition forces; while to the south of this line, it was completely recovered by the Xia Dynasty coalition forces.
A situation of confrontation between the north and the south has taken shape.
According to the secret resolution of Xia's top leaders, the north-south split they hoped for has emerged.
But the question is, how to maintain this situation legitimately?
"Is there any way to stop the war?"
Zuo Mengeng asked Zuo Yong.
Of course Zuo Yong knew Xia Guo's plan. After hearing this, he thought about it for a long time, but he was quite helpless.
"The only reason I can think of is logistical supplies. Our army has advanced 300 kilometers and needs to re-establish a logistics base and reorganize the transportation channels of supplies. But no matter what, it can only be delayed for a month. By then
It’s still difficult to handle.”
This time, it was Zuo Mengeng's turn to be worried.
He stared at the map, eager to find a sufficient reason to stop the situation on the Korean Peninsula.
What should we do?
He thought for a long time but couldn't think of a way.
But nature gave him a divine assist.
Cheorwon.
The headquarters of the 18th Regiment.
Since encountering the Qing army's artillery bombardment, the 18th Regiment has stopped attacking. At the same time, it has reorganized the troops that suffered losses and replenished its troops.
Wang Xiaoqing, the commander of the 95th Company, is a very serious and responsible person.
Even though the fighting has stopped, the troops' daily training has not stopped.
Ten years of hard work off stage, ten minutes on stage.
This principle also applies in the military.
The only way to win the battle and allow soldiers to survive on the brutal battlefield is to train, train again, and firmly master all combat techniques.
Wang Xiaoqing woke up from his sleep and wanted to get up.
These years of military career have fixed his biological clock, and he will inevitably wake up on time at five o'clock every morning.
But this morning, although he woke up, his whole body felt extremely uncomfortable.
The man who was so energetic yesterday seemed to have completely lost his strength now. Not only that, his whole body was burning hot, his head was dizzy, and even breathing was very laborious.
Could it be that he is sick?
Wang Xiaoqing was a little depressed, fearing that his illness would delay the company's work.
No matter what, you must explain things well.
With this thought in mind, he tried hard to get up.
In the past, he only needed one push to stand up, but today, his hands were on the bed for a long time, but he couldn't use any strength.
As a last resort, he turned over and rolled off the bed. His upper body lay on the edge of the bed, and then he barely stood upright.
Just this slight movement made his head feel dizzy and his heart beat like a heavy hammer beating a drum, making him terrified.
He quickly shook his head and moved towards the door.
In terms of the layout of the Xia Army's military camp, company-level officers and soldiers lived together, but they were divided into inner and outer rooms.
Just open the door and the soldiers can get up.
However, when he opened the door today, he saw all the soldiers in the company still lying on the bed, fast asleep.
They are all very hard-working people, why are they all lazy today?
Just as he was about to call out, his hazy vision suddenly saw that the face of the nearest soldier was covered with hideous spots. They were all red, like mushrooms breaking through the ground after the rain, but they were particularly scary when they appeared on his face.
Wang Xiaoqing was shocked and rushed over.
Only when they got closer did they realize that half of the soldiers had red spots on their faces, and all of them were red-faced, breathing rapidly, and fell into a coma.
He suddenly thought of something and quickly raised his hand to touch his face.
The originally smooth skin now seemed to be covered with sand.
Wang Xiaoqing was dizzy and finally knew what happened.
He tremblingly grabbed the whistle on his chest, held it in his mouth, and then mustered up all his strength...