Just when Zhu Youcong rushed thousands of miles to help Beijing and finally gave the Tatars a lesson inside the city, the Special 1st Battalion led by Zhang Polu was not far from Lushun.
As if God wanted to torture these warriors, when they rushed to Dengzhou, ice floes actually appeared on the sea. The civilian boats they used to transport troops were not even as good as the fishing boats of later generations, let alone the ability to break ice.
As a last resort, Zhang Polu had no choice but to lead his troops to Weihaiwei, where the fleet temporarily docked, and finally set out to sea there.
Along the way, the sea that should have been calm at this time of year suddenly became rough. If the boatmen were not all carefully selected from the people Zhang Guowei secretly recruited in the past few years, I am afraid that the Tatars would have knelt down to thank God for the divine wind.
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"Damn it, this damn weather!" As the top commander stationed in Lushun, Boshulu Shanhuai kept cursing. As a famous warrior of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, he could not go to the Ming Dynasty to kill the enemy and perform meritorious service with the army;
Instead, he was sent to this cold and miserable place, where every day he looked at the profiteers who had crossed the sea from the Ming Dynasty with flattering smiles on their faces.
"Sir, please stop looking. No one is willing to come in this weather! Let's go down and have a drink!" As the second person in charge of the local area, Namutulu Guta is very concerned about his boss's health. This
He came back a little late because he was rushing to persuade Kong Youde and Geng Zhongming to surrender, so he was sent here. However, his mood was completely different from that of Boshulu Shanhuai. In his opinion, there was no need to go out and fight hard as someone would come to deliver money and beautiful women.
That's the most enjoyable thing.
"Okay! Get down!" Bishulu Shanhuai walked down the city, suddenly remembered something and said: "By the way, have those Han people been recruited?"
"As far as I'm concerned, sir, it's not yet!" That Mutuluguta was also very depressed. It all shows that the Chinese people have weak bones, but those guys in the prison are as determined as if they had eaten a weight. No matter what you do,
Torture means not speaking. The day before yesterday, two prisoners even bit off their tongues because they were afraid they couldn't bear it any longer.
"Then use severe punishment! I don't believe they can survive better than our Qing warriors!" Boshulu Shanhuai shouted angrily.
The prisoners they put in the prison for rigorous interrogation came from an ambush battle not long ago. Ever since the Tatars captured Port Arthur, the world has never been truly peaceful. At first, some of the soldiers who participated in the war were in coma.
After being secretly rescued by the Tatars who came to clean up the battlefield, they recovered from their injuries and continued to pick up their weapons. They gathered in small groups, and whenever they had the opportunity, they would kill one or two lone patrols.
It means setting a fire at the right time where the supplies are piled.
With the disappearance of Mao Wenlong a few days ago, many officers and soldiers of the Dongjiang Army dispersed or simply defected to the Tatars. However, there is still a small group of soldiers who have not forgotten their original promise.
Even though they were hungry, they still did not forget to cause trouble for the enemy. When the two groups of underground armed forces met, these people became even more noisy. They even dared to loot Ming merchants who came to deliver supplies in broad daylight, and sometimes they could
Sneak attack on a small Tatar food convoy.
"Master Qianhu, another ship is coming from the sea!" Feng Erleizi, who had been lying in the snow monitoring the port of Lushun, quietly ran back to the cave and said to a man who was closing his eyes to rest.
"Where are the Tatars?" As a former member of the Dongjiang Army, Xiong Qingshan has never forgotten Mao Wenlong's instructions. He led his soldiers on a bumpy journey from Wanghai Fort to Lushun. A few days ago, his troops were captured.
Shulu Shanhuai ambushed and lost dozens of men.
"Everyone has gone down! There is not a single soul on the top of the city!" Feng Erleizi observed carefully. Now that there are fewer and fewer brothers, the number 100 can no longer withstand the torment.
"Brothers!" Xiong Qingshan grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth. The team had no food. Even bark and grass roots were hard to find in this winter. "The national traitor is here again. Let's kill him again."
Then retreat in the direction of Kiba Station.”….
"No!" Everyone angrily picked up the swords that had been cut with holes on the ground. Damn these national thieves, I had never seen them so diligent when fighting at the front, and now they are even here to help the Tartars.
We will send you supplies! We will rob them all and fill our own belly, and then we will continue to fight against the Tatars!
It was almost four years ago, and Zhang Polu was filled with emotion when he set foot in Liaodong again. In the past four years, he had not been able to sleep well a day, and the tragedy of that year kept reappearing in his mind. The vivid lives of each
, those familiar faces, and the last shouts of the women and children in the city, reminded him all the time. In the past four years, he has been training non-stop, even torturing himself, with only one purpose. Go back, return to that soul-tethered place.
In this dream-filled place, I shed my last drop of blood for my brothers and sisters!
In the slightly salty air, it seems that the breath of the bloody battle still remains. I wonder if the loyal souls of the heroes are still wandering in the land of the Ming Dynasty! Now he is finally here again, coming back to fulfill his promise. Town
The general of the country has prepared everything for him. All he has to do now is to resolutely execute the order that makes him excited. This time the Tatars must pay the price for what they did back then!
"Battle Commander Zhang, do you want the brothers to disembark now?" Butler Tao did not expect that there would be no guards at the Lushun Pier. It seems that the original plan of letting the officers and soldiers of the Special Battalion disembark and assemble at night was no longer needed.
"Don't be too busy. Let's investigate carefully!" Zhang Polu knew very well that all the soldiers under his command had put a lot of effort into the general. They were here for revenge this time, and they wanted to exchange for the greatest victory at the minimum price! The general said,
There is no need to be fair and aboveboard when dealing with enemies, you can do whatever it takes to destroy them!
"Woo——"
Zhang Polu's pet dog suddenly sounded an alarm in a low voice. Because the main purpose of this trip was to sneak attack on the enemy's back, he did not intend to bring it with him, but he did not expect that this guy had to chase for hundreds of miles and catch up with the large army.
"alert!"
Unexpectedly, the Tatars actually practiced the same trick of tightening internally and loosening externally, and actually ambush spies here. Fortunately, to be on the safe side, most of the troops were hidden on the cargo ship behind, several miles away from the shore, so they didn't expect to be discovered.
Among the people who followed Zhang Polu ashore, except for Steward Tao, a special citizen of the Qing Dynasty, they were all the most outstanding fighting masters in the Special First Battalion. They also had small pistols equipped with cavalry hidden in their arms.
"kill--"
Seeing the enemy disperse quietly, it was obvious that the vicious dog next to the leader had discovered the traces of his people and alerted them. Xiong Qingshan could no longer hold back, even if he could not wipe out all these national thieves on this beach.
, we have to hurry up and let the Tatars know that we still have men in the Ming Dynasty, and we still have warriors in the Dongjiang Army before they come!
"Masters, fellow heroes! Don't do it, don't do it!" Seeing that Zhang Polu had no intention of doing anything, Butler Tao quickly stepped forward and restrained him. He has been walking in the Tatar territory for many years, and he also knows that there are many people here.
Those who have great intentions and are unwilling to be slaves to the Tatars often gather in small groups to rob these merchants, who are called national thieves.
"Get the fuck out of here! Your uncle is in the city!" Xiong Qingshan kicked Butler Tao angrily. These national thieves are nothing more than fucking things.
"This strong man, please tell me what you have to say!" Zhang Polu was very calm and did not care about the broken sword pointed directly at his chest. With these people in front of him, it was not difficult for him to order to deal with them. But he saw
Although the armors on these people are in tatters, they are all familiar Dongjiang Army uniforms. Once upon a time, he was also a member of that army and fought like them in the white mountains and black waters. Judging from the situation, they are better than him now.
It was even harder back then...
"What nonsense!" Feng Erleizi was even more angry. If it weren't for these national thieves who had been providing supplies to the Tatars for many years, they would not have been able to defend the city of Lushun back then? If they had been willing to come here even for half an hour, they would not have been able to defend the city.
The people in the city can retreat safely! As soldiers, they should be wrapped in horse leather, and they have no complaints; but those innocent sisters should not have such an ending, and should not fall so tragically under the iron hooves of the Tatars!
"Er Lezi? Feng Er Lezi?" Zhang Polu didn't expect to see his acquaintance here. He clearly remembered that in that bloody battle, he, his own soldier, followed his brothers and rushed into the city several times the size without hesitation.
In his own Tatar team, I didn't expect that he was still alive.
"Who the hell are you?" Feng Erleizi looked at the person in front of him, as if he had seen him somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.
"Zhang Pan!" Zhang Polu didn't want to mention these two words again, because they represented too much pain and too much injustice; that name also owed too much blood debt!
"General Zhang?" Feng Erlei finally remembered who this person was. He was his former boss, the Ming guerrilla general who led everyone to defend Lushun.
"I've suffered so much for you!" Zhang Polu couldn't imagine how they had lived over the years. They had no reinforcements and no supplies. They still stood here in the face of the powerful Tatars. How could the word "suffering" contain the endless bitterness?
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"Go away! I don't have a general like you!" Feng Erleizi waved away Zhang Polu's hand mercilessly. The guerrilla general back then had been killed. He was the symbol of the unyielding spirit of the entire army, not the greedy and fearful person in front of him.
national thief!
"Stop!" Seeing his subordinates secretly reaching into their arms, Zhang Polu knew what they were going to do. "Put them all away. There is a misunderstanding between me and Brother Feng!"
"I didn't misunderstand you!" Feng Erleizi didn't want to accept Zhang Polu's favor. In his opinion, he and the national traitor were incompatible; as for what the other party wanted to do, it had nothing to do with him.
"I know, no matter how I explain it, it's useless. In this case, how about you go with my brothers to the boat behind to have a look?" Zhang Polu knew that any explanation was feeble now, and it was better to let him see it with his own eyes.
Look, he believes these people will not betray him.
"What are you looking at?" What good things can be found on the boat behind? This national thief just wants to bribe himself.
"Don't you know it after we go? I am standing here. If you still think that I should be killed later, then I will have no complaints and kill you if you are willing to hold my neck!" Zhang Polu lowered his hands, showing no intention of resisting.
"Sure, I'll go take a look!" I want him to know that the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty are not all spineless cowards!