Putilov was bragging and arrogant just so that George Lynch could make a name for him in the newspapers.
If he knew what George Lynch wrote, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood.
Because they always took detours, the Russian soldiers marched slowly. It was at nightfall that they reached the position where Che and Zha ambushed the Cossack cavalry.
You can only stay where you are and rest.
They took a rest, and so did Zhao Chuanxin.
He sat on the ground without lighting a fire, and used the Old God's Cauldron to heat the pan and fry the steak.
Fry until browned on all sides, chop into pieces and continue frying.
He is not willing to eat anything raw.
While eating, I heard the rumble of horse hooves.
That was a Cossack cavalry patrol.
They were also worried that Zhao Chuanxin would make a sneak attack at night.
Zhao Chuanxin hid in the darkness and continued to eat unmoved.
"Smell it, is it the smell of meat?"
"Maybe you are too hungry, I didn't smell it."
A few cavalrymen hurriedly And back.
Zhao Chuanxin is a very brave man, and he can still enjoy his food calmly at such a close distance.
For others, it would be in their throats.
He put up a wall and smoked a cigarette after a meal.
On the Hulunbuir Grassland at this time, the west wind and northwest wind blow mostly on sunny days, while the east wind or southeast wind blows on rainy and snowy days.
When the storm started, Zhao Chuanxin knew it was going to rain.
The surrounding sand turned, but the sand layer was shallow. He opened the Old God Code and sent a pile of sand.
The base was built first and extended into a "匚" shaped canopy.
The raindrops have just fallen, the slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return.
Zhao Chuanxin only had shelter from the rain but not the wind. The situation of the Russian army was even worse. They could only crawl into the forest next to the Hailar River and light a fire to disperse the water vapor and stay warm. The rain could not be heavy yet. Otherwise the fire is doused.
Zhao Chuanxin lay on the stone slab, stretched out his hand to test the raindrops and then retracted it.
He suddenly remembered that Sheng Fu said that Song Xiaolian asked them to capture wild boars and pheasants as tribute. The number of wild boars was 10 and the number of pheasants was 30.
I’ve heard it before, and I’ll reiterate it now.
For the bannermen hunters outside the Pass, even the Sauron people worry most about hunting pigs every year.
You can hunt anything in the woods or on the grassland, but wild boars, tigers and bears are the most difficult to hunt. Even small bears are very difficult to hunt.
Maybe they will be killed by these three beasts.
Sometimes a sharp arrow cannot penetrate the hard shell of a wild boar that is sticky with turpentine.
But the Manchu nobles like to eat these things and pay tribute every year.
At first Zhao Chuanxin didn't take it seriously, but later he learned that they regarded these as important matters.
He suddenly had a bad taste in his heart.
At this time the rain turned to sleet, the sound became quieter, and the air became colder.
Zhao Chuanxin stood up, put on his helmet, and touchedZhuhei ran towards the woods beside the Hailar River.
Others cannot see far at night, but he can see at night.
The effect of firing in the forest was not good, so he took out the Water Lianzhu, quietly approached and hid behind a tree to take aim.
Bang.
An officer occupying the position closest to the fire was knocked down.
"Enemy attack, enemy attack"
Maozi started shouting.
Bang.
Another officer fell.
This time the gunfire came from another location.
Everyone scrambled to get up and occupy the nearby bunker.
Several people fought over a small tree that could not hold a person's body.
Because most of the trees here are low.
Zhao Chuanxin, who had changed his position again, shook his head.
Bang.
Another one.
Thinking that he would be unable to hit him if he hid
He was not afraid of wading into the water. The Misty Traveler skimmed the water and circled back, continuing to shoot.
Bang.
Bang.
When the bullet is gone, take out the bullet bridge and press it into the chamber to continue shooting.
One shot without a sound.
In order to see the surrounding environment clearly and find the enemy's hiding place, someone picked up the firewood in the campfire and threw it around.
Fortunately, the rain and snow continued, and the dead grass did not catch fire.
However, it is of no use.
Bang
Putilov immediately gathered his troops and used the daytime method to conduct a carpet search from both sides with a dozen or so hundred-man teams in groups.
The gunfire stopped and they returned without success. < /p>
At least the view outside is wide.
Putilov nodded in agreement with a dark face and asked people to dismantle his military tent. Anyway, no matter how cold he was, he would not be able to do so.
They left the forest and moved south for more than a mile. They rested around a sand dune and sent multiple patrol teams to police the area in all directions.
Tata Tata
Maxim’s voice sounded.
Dazzling tongues of flames could be seen bursting out in the west at night, and the patrols let out bursts of screams.
The tongue of fire exposed the enemy's position, and Putilov became furious and shouted, "You've all seen it, beat me to death."
Suddenly there was a loud sound of gunfire, and Russia The military had rifles and machine guns and opened fire together.
The flames from the muzzle can even light up the darkness of the night.
It seems that on both sides, you are fighting and I am fighting.
But if you look down from a high altitude, you will find that the tongues of fire on one side are swaying left and right, while the light spots on the other side quickly disappear from the outside inward. That is because the Russian soldiers were hit and fell to the ground.
After lighting up the canvas belt, Zhao Chuanxin's firepower paused for a moment, then slightly raised the muzzle and continued to fire.
He has three layers of protection, an outer layer of rock bunker, and another layer at the back. Maxim himself also has a bulletproof shield to prevent fish that slip through the net from jumping into the window.
This time Zhao Chuanxin hung a 333-round canvas ammunition chain more than 6 meters long.
Tata Tata
Leonid noticed something was wrong, went to Putilov and said, "Major General, the opponent seems to have not moved, but the firepower has not stopped. It was obviously reloading just now. If it's chained, it means someone is operating it."
What he said was very strange, what does it mean that someone is operating it?
But Putilov didn't think it was inappropriate.
Anything is possible against Zhao Chuanxin.
He asked "Is there a bunker over there?"
"As far as I know, there is not."
Putilov clenched his fists. It would be nice to have artillery. How dare Zhao Chuanxin be so arrogant
"Retreat, all behind the sand dunes."
It is impossible not to withdraw. I don't know why Zhao Chuanxin They were not afraid of their concentrated fire, but everyone was equal under Maxim's gun, and they could not hold on any longer.
Soon the gunfire stopped.
Zhao Chuanxin finished firing 333 rounds of ammunition, and the other party also ceased fire.
In such a fierce gun battle, lions, tigers, brown bears, wolves and wild boars, no matter what kind of beast they are, have to stay away.
In addition to the wails of the injured at night, the only sound left was the rustle of rain and sleet.
Zhao Chuanxin knocked down the stone wall, took three minutes to circle five kilometers to the back of them, took out the sand erection base and stone wall, set up Maxim, and reloaded the ammunition chain.
The other party couldn't see him, but he could see the Russian soldiers hiding behind the sand dunes five hundred meters away.
Tata Tata
Putilov was really frightened this time.
First, the direct distance between where Zhao Chuanxin is firing and where he just fired is nearly four miles, but it will take up to six minutes for the gun to sound behind them, and Zhao Chuanxin flew over
Second, this time he was also behind the dunes, and he was also exposed to Zhao Chuanxin's gun.
Even a guard near him was hit and killed by a 762-caliber machine gun bullet produced by his own company just now, and it happened right under his nose.
Even the commander is afraid of him, let alone ordinary soldiers.
The Russian soldiers were defeated.
After leaving behind dozens of corpses, Putilov fled in embarrassment under the protection of his guards.
He returned to the woods beside the Hailar River.
Leonid turned around and saw the flames continuing, so he said, "Major General, I don't think it is safe here. Let's cross the river."
Cross the river
< p>The Hailar River is not deep, and the current is not fast in early winter. It is estimated to be one meter or even shallower, but it is difficult to cross the river in this weatherPutilov hesitated for a moment, Leonid had already jumped Into the river.
"焯"
Before crossing the river, Putilov did not forget to greet the defeated soldiers, "Cross the river."
As soon as he stepped into the water, he couldn't help but shout Got a coldFighting, he looked back and said, "Lynch, why can't you cross the river?"
George Lynch shook his head like a rattle, "I'll stay here. I think Zhao Chuanxin won't hurt reporters."
"Suka Bulie"
Putilov ignored him and went to the other side.
The defeated Russian soldiers not only fled this way, but also to the south, west and north except where Zhao Chuanxin was.
After killing as much as possible, Zhao Chuanxin put away Maxim, looked around, and finally ran towards the Hailar River.
He saw a foreigner in the woods.
Looking at his clothes, this man doesn’t seem to be a soldier.
"If you have weapons, hand them over yourself, don't make yourself uncomfortable."
Zhao Chuanxin took out Madsen and said coldly.
George Lynch raised his hands, "I am not a soldier, I am a reporter, Times reporter George Lynch."
Zhao Chuanxin was slightly surprised, stopped looking at him, and held up the imitation wheat Dessen struck at the soldiers who were halfway across the river.
Tata Tata
Previously, George Lynch observed the war from the perspective of the one receiving the beating, but unexpectedly he had the honor to observe it again from the perspective of the attacker.
Zhao Chuanxin is tall and burly, with a somewhat scary helmet.
The tongue of Chaotian pepper in his hand shot out twenty centimeters, ruthlessly harvesting lives.
He saw that Zhao Chuanxin was too calm, as if a war of this intensity was as worthless as eating and drinking.
After emptying the magazine, Zhao Chuanxin took out the new one, took off the old one, and inserted it in. The old one was recovered into the space before it even hit the ground.
Thousands of times of hard work can no longer make you skillful.
Zhao Chuanxin is not a genius, but he has been on the battlefield for many years, and his fighting skills in various environments are deeply rooted in his bones. He is so efficient that he performs various actions without thinking, as if it is an instinct engraved in his genes.
Putilov knew how to swim. Halfway through his wading, he heard the sound of gunshots behind him, so he plunged into the water and swam downstream.
Leonid was not so lucky. He was shot in the lungs and had difficulty breathing. He fell into the water and choked on his water a few times before sinking to the bottom. He went down the river like Putilov
Zhao Chuanxin put away the imitation Madsen, threw out the Flying Fish Spine Whip and stepped on the Misty Traveler into the water.
The flying fish's spine was whipped into a scimitar more than three meters long, and it was driven by Zhao Chuanxin at high speed to cut the flesh and blood.
The Hailar River turns red in just one round trip.
"Surrender"
Some people shouted in Chinese.
Zhao Chuanxin then stopped killing, returned to the shore, and used his vocal organ to pronounce "Those who surrender will come ashore, and someone who speaks Chinese will translate them. They will not be killed if they hand over guns."
Someone was holding Take a chance and swim to the other side.
Zhao Chuanxin takes water and shoots it in succession.
Bang.
"You swam to the wrong shore, please pay attention in the next life."
George Lynch next to him ""
At this moment, he felt that compared to Zhao Chuanxin, Pu Tirov is stupid, dumb and like a piece of shit.
Even at this time, he did not forget to take notes. With the help of the firelight from nowhere, he quickly recorded and I finally confirmed that the only enemy of Tsarist Russia was Zhao Chuanxin himself. Poor Putilov's life and death are unknown, but Zhao Chuanxin lives up to his reputation as the Butcher of the Far East. Tonight I saw a military miracle, how one person defeated a division.
When the Russian soldiers in the river came ashore one after another, Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward and kicked him, "You are the one who didn't put down your weapons."
The man was kicked. Even though he couldn't understand Temper, he probably understood what Zhao Chuanxin wanted to express, so he quickly threw away the gun, the dagger at his waist, and even untied the kettle.
Zhao Chuanxin looked around and said, "Go out."
George Lynch followed him out of the woods.
Zhao Chuanxin put the equipment on the ground into the space.
The sophisticated equipment that had just been shipped from Tsarist Russia had been stolen by Zhao Chuanxin, and the guns they had at this time were all old guns.
Out of the forest, Zhao Chuanxin took out his bow and shot a loud arrow into the sky.
The sharp whistle pierced the dark sky.
Reporter George Lynch didn't know why. Could this be Zhao Chuanxin's way of celebrating after his victory?
However, he understood after a while.
The sound of horse hooves could be heard in the distance, getting louder and louder.
Gradually, a group of cavalry wearing cotton coats appeared in the night, with gray ax badges sewn on their arms.
The ferocity on the faces of these people made them no weaker than the Russian soldiers.
The person leading the team was Che Hezha.
It turns out that he did not escape far away, but was lingering nearby.
Zhao Chuanxin had made an appointment with him long ago. Once the sounding arrow was shot, it would mean summoning them to come.
So there were guns and cannons in front of them, but Che and Zha never showed up.
"Master Magistrate."
Che and Zha clasped their fists.
He is completely convinced.
Judging from the sound of gunfire, Zhao Chuanxin fought with the Russian soldiers for a whole day.
The result of the battle
Hundreds of people were captured.
"Escort them to the Erut Department. General Manager Zhang will naturally know what to do."
Che Hezha scratched his head and said, "It's snowing and we have to build the road."
It is really difficult to construct when the ground freezes hard.
"They can do construction in the Siberian winter, so why can't they work in our Hailar?" Zhao Chuanxin took off his helmet and lit a cigarette and said calmly.
Does the gray animal bark in vain?
George Lynch finally saw the true face of Zhao Chuanxin in Lushan.
This is a handsome-looking oriental man.
What surprised him was Zhao Chuanxin's youth.
Even though his face was covered with beard, he still noticed carefully that there was not a single wrinkle on Zhao Chuanxin's face.
His hair is as thick as his beard, but a little messy.
This Chinese man was different from anyone else he had ever seen.
From Zhao Chuanxin, George Lynch could not see the slightest bit of what is called "fear""Shrink" temperament.
Che Hezha took the order and led people to escort the prisoners away, leaving a few cavalry for Zhao Chuanxin to drive and deliver the message.
Zhao Chuanxin looked at George Lynch "What's the matter, you won't leave"
"I"
George Lynch was a little confused.
This guy is out of touch. He could either follow Che Heza and the others, or follow Zhao Chuanxin.
“You said you were a Times reporter, so the British devils are very brave. "
"Um" After being scolded, George Lynch did not dare to show any anger. "Yes, I am a reporter, specializing in writing about war. "
Zhao Chuanxin rolled his eyes, "Very good. You can publish the war here so that the whole world can see it, right?"
"Yes, sir, I have this ability. George Lynch was not timid. He asked Zhao Chuanxin, "Mr. Zhao, if you can let me see more, it's best for me to take a photo for you. My equipment is in Hailar." ”
“Forget about the photos. "Zhao Chuanxin refused directly, "But I can let you see something. ”
War is a means, not an end.
The end is money and land.
This reporter took the initiative to send it to your door. It is not free.
p>"Leave two people to escort him to Lubin Mansion, while the remaining people go to Chen Balhu to wait for orders. "
"Yes, Lord Prefect. "
George Lynch asked "Mr. Zhao, where are you going"
"Sleep. "
""
Zhao Chuanxin really went to sleep.
He returned to the mountainside hut on the Ergun River and slept in his pocket.
p>
This day was very tiring.
But at about three o'clock in the morning, he was awakened by the sound of gunfire.
He went out and climbed a tree into the distance. Looking around, he heard another gunshot and Ulaula's roar.
He was worried and looked across the Ergun River and found several Russian soldiers hunting on the other side of the river.
It should be troops coming from elsewhere to support Manzhouli.
Looking back, Zhao Chuanxin felt that the mountainside hut was not that safe and he had to find another place.
There happened to be one. The pheasant got up early, and its limbs were a little stiff, probably because of the cold. As soon as it flew up the tree, Zhao Chuanxin shot it down with an arrow.
Unable to sleep after all this trouble, he went back to cut some. Mix the cabbage with a small pickle.
Marine the pheasant meat with soy sauce and oil, soak the dried mushrooms in water and cut into small cubes. Add these to the pot and stir-fry for a while, then add the washed rice and rice. The water was put in to cook the porridge.
With cabbage and pickles, Zhao Chuanxin cooked four bowls of pheasant meat porridge.
After eating and drinking, he went to Lubin.
The sun had not yet risen.
When we arrived at Lubin Mansion, we saw Yao Bing and Rebecca Levi standing in the yard practicing balancing skills.
p>
"Master"
"Finish the practice first, don't lose your breath. ”
As the morning light faded, Yao Jia and others got up one after another.
Zhao Chuanxin took out the fused quartz glass pot and saw a pot full of steaming porridge. "Come here, everyone, I cooked the porridge for the pheasants you caught early in the morning. It's mushy."
Had someone not woke him up, Gao Luo would have slept until dawn.
There is nothing better than waking up early in the morning and having a hot meal.
"The prefect is wise."
"The prefect is really diligent and caring for the people."
"The prefect is famous for caring for his subordinates"
p>
Rainbow farts are awesome.
The porridge is slurping and the cabbage is chewing.
Listening to these sounds, Zhao Chuanxin felt the desire to eat again.
Just as he was about to grab another bowl and grab another one, a Barhu man hurried in and said, "Your Majesty, the Russian troops in Manchuria are gathering."
Zhao Chuanxin put down the two big bowls angrily. "You're numb. If you don't come early, you won't come later."
Yao Jia saw that Zhao Chuanxin did not fill the porridge, so he quickly put the last bit of rice into his bowl.
Zhao Chuanxin put on his clothes and went out.
Yao Bing ran out and said, "Master, I also want to fight."
Zhao Chuanxin wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he said, "Okay, I will take you to see it." It's okay to watch."
Rebecca Levi was surprised, "No, it's too dangerous."
Zhao Chuanxin didn't strangle her at all.
Who do you think you are, the one who controls my followers
Seeing Zhao Chuanxin carrying Yao Bing out, Rebecca Levi said to Yao Jia, "Please give me some advice."
Yao Jia pinched Yahuazi and said, "Wherever the prefect is here, I will lose if a hair falls on the bean bag."
Lubin Mansion is 3 kilometers south of the West Bridge, and The Russian Army Barracks is about 2 kilometers northeast of Xidaqiao, and the straight-line distance from Lubin Mansion to the Russian Army Barracks is about 4 kilometers.
This distance can be said to be far or not, or close or not.
The maximum range of the 1904 gun is 4200 meters.
Theoretically speaking, we can already reach Lubin Mansion.
But that's just a theoretical value.
And now there are no cannons in Manchuria.
Zhao Chuanxin took Yao Bing to Xidaqiao.
Hu Da and Hu Er placed three Maxims here and arranged manpower for defense.
Zhao Chuanxin put on his mud trowel gloves and built a base in a relatively safe location. There was a passage in the thick stone wall in front, and mercury mirrors were installed at the two corners of the passage.
It is a simple principle of periscope refraction.
Zhao Chuanxin put Yao Bing on the platform, "Look, can you see clearly in front of me?"
Yao Bing glanced at "Ah"
Why is this? It's amazing to be able to see outside
It's amazing
Zhao Chuanxin opened the periscope port at an angle, allowing him to change the angle and get an overview of the whole situation.
Rebecca Levi came on horseback. She was really worried about Yao Bing's safety.
"That's right, you can watch it here with him."
Rebecca Levi was worried that Zhao would reprimand him, so she said, "I have already placed the important documents."
Rebecca Levi was worried that Zhao would reprimand him. p>
"Originally I thought they would launch an attack in advance, but now that I'm here it will be fine." Zhao Chuanxin said confidently while holding a cigarette in his mouth.
Putilov thought they would be able to arrive today and attack Lubin Mansion with the Russian soldiers in Manchuria.
Unexpectedly, they were ambushed by Zhao Chuanxin and dispersed the troops.
Hu Da ran over and said, "Your Majesty, the Russian Lieutenant Colonel Mikhail in Manzhouli is preparing to attack."
The Lubin Prefecture knew about their attack, and they also knew about Lubin. The government has set up a defense line here, and spies from both sides have found out each other's details.
Zhao Chuanxin said to Rebecca Levi, "You two are hiding, just look here. The wall of this thickness cannot be penetrated by artillery unless armor-piercing bullets are used."
< p>Yao Bing shouted excitedly, "Master, beat the Russians, beat the Russians""Haha" Zhao Chuanxin laughed, "Let's see how Master handles them."
Just before leaving , Hu Er came again. "Your Majesty, there is a British reporter named George Lynch. He said that you promised to let him watch the battle."
Zhao Chuanxin was slightly startled. How could this old boy rush in at this time? Come, I’m afraid it’s not a horse that ran all night
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