On February 25, in real history, the day when the French army blew up Zhennan Pass and retreated to Wenyuan. That morning, there was a calmness in front of Zhennan Pass. Chen Congyun stood anxiously at the top of the city, looking back and forth.

In the front, he hoped that the French army would be bombed by landmines and did not dare to come. In the back, he hoped that Pan Dingxin would send reinforcements early, and in the middle, he hoped that Feng Zicai would come to reinforce immediately after receiving the letter of help. Otherwise, what would he do to fight the French if these two thousand soldiers under him were using?

After sleeping all night, a few white hairs appeared in Chen Quanyun's ears. The goddamn Pan Dingxin, don't harm me, at least send me a thousand men, so I can wait for Feng Zicai's reinforcements to come and rescue me.

To be honest, Chen Congyun had no idea about Pan Dingxin's reinforcements, but he firmly believed that once Feng Zicai received a letter of help, he would definitely go to reinforcements immediately.

"Master, go down and sleep for a while?" Sheng Xiaoqichou's face couldn't even be unfolded. Chen Congyun had been waiting on the city for a night, and his expression was extremely haggard.

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East Road, in Feng Zicai's military camp.

Feng Zicai and Wang Xiaoqi were watching in front of the big map in the tent, and suddenly there was a burst of rapid footsteps outside the door.

"Zhennanguan urgent report!"

The messenger rushed to the road for a day and night, and a horse ran to death on the road. He drank some water and didn't eat any food along the way. He fell down when he arrived at the military camp.

Two soldiers supported the messenger and came to the camp. The messenger with a gray face struggled to take out the letter from his arms, lifted it up with his last little strength, and shouted weakly: "Hundreds of thousands of times are urgent! Wen Yuan reported urgently!"

The letter was immediately sent to Feng Zicai and opened it to see it. The contents were as follows: "One hundred thousand people are in urgent need of fire. Wenyuan, Yang Yuke, Chen Congyun, and Chen, two troops were more than 3,000. They fought fiercely with the French army for a day and night. Now, the French reinforcements have arrived, and Wenyuan cannot defend them anymore. The two units retreated to the Zhennan Pass, with less than 2,000 troops. They hope that the reinforcements of the veteran general would be like looking at Yun Ni in a severe drought.

Shen Congyun worships!"

After reading the letter, Feng Zicai walked quickly to the commander and said, "Mr. Shen, is General Yang safe?"

"Shen... it's okay, Yang..." As he said that, the messenger tilted his head and fainted.

"No, something must have happened to Yang Yuke. The letter was signed by Chen Congyun." Wang Xiaoqi was still careful and pointed at the signature on it with the letter.

"I passed my order. Except for firearms and ammunition, the rest shall not be carried. The entire army gathers urgently and the situation will be quickly reached to Zhennan Pass." After Feng Zicai gave the order, he sent a commander to send troops to go down for treatment.

"Shen Zigui Yijie's scholar, Zhennan Pass is in danger without any battle!" Wang Xiaoqi stomped his feet in a hurry. Feng Zicai's face became even more anxious. After thinking for a while, he said anxiously: "For the sake of the present, the only way is to concentrate the entire army's war horses. I personally led a battalion of officers and soldiers to Zhennan Pass first, and Lord Wang led the crowd to come later."

"It's all this, it's hateful. Pan Dingxin has ruined the country! You have been in a military life, but you are not as good as a weak young man." After Wang Xiaoqi said that, he sighed to the sky, and Feng Zicai slapped the table angrily, saying, "Mr. Wang, please report this news quickly to Zhang Xiangshuai and refer to Pan Dingxin's first book."

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On the 25th, noon.

The sporadic explosions gradually calmed down. Shen Congyun held the telescope and looked at the winding road ahead and walked out of a herd of cows. His eyes closed helplessly.

"Dog-Damn French, you are cruel." After cursing in a low voice, Chen Congyun turned his head and shouted: "Wan Shusheng, prepare for the battle for me."

After Wan Shusheng finished his busy schedule, he ran to Chen Congyun, fought with a smile, turned his head to look at the scene where the French army was busy preparing to start attacking, and then bowed and smiled: "Mr. Shen, joining the army and fighting is a rough thing for us, you might as well go down quickly."

Sheng Xiaoqi, who was loyal to protecting the master, quickly persuaded: "Master,..." Chen Congyun couldn't get angry at Wanshu, turned his head and glared at Sheng Xiaoqi sternly. After scaring the boy's half of the words back, he said with a straight eyebrows: "Don't let your mother's whole fart, I'm here to close it today and don't go anywhere."

"Sir!" Wan Shusheng, Cao Yi, Li Yaozu, and Hu Yu (the Pan army official who volunteered to stay) shouted in unison, and the intention of persuading each other was revealed on his face.

Chen Congyun bowed to everyone gratefully and shouted: "War, Chen is an amateur. However, staying here to strengthen the morale, Chen did it. There is no need to persuade him. Chen has made up his mind. Today's battle will be fully commanded by Wan Shusheng. I hope you can help and kill the enemy. Chen thanked me here."

"Let's go! Come with me." Wan Shusheng lowered his head violently, his voice was a little hoarse, and he turned around and left. The other people bowed to Chen Congyun at the same time and turned around silently.

"Xiaoqi, go down. If the master is in an accident, I'll bother you to report a letter to Brother Sheng. Then I'll say,..." Sheng Xiaoqi knelt down suddenly, grabbed Chen Congyun's hand and interrupted Chen Congyun's words, and cried with sobs: "Master, I won't go anywhere, and I'll die in front of you."

Chen Congyun Fei kicked Sheng Xiaoqi and said, "Damn it? You're so mourning! Go and bring me a chair to the master."

Above the city tower, Chen Congyun was wearing an official uniform and sat upright in the city tower. As long as the officers and soldiers on the city wall turned their heads, they could see Chen Congyun.

"Brothers, I won't say much nonsense. Lord Shen is sitting on the city tower. If anyone dares to take a step back today, don't blame me for turning against others." Wan Shusheng's face was ferocious and glared at the officers and soldiers of his subordinates.

"Brothers, we have already lost our face. We have only one life left. I won't say anything else. As long as you see me take a step back, just shoot me." Cao Yi said to the temporary soldiers gloomyly. A thousand men looked at Chen Congyun's direction, and fire spurted out from their eyes. At this time, Hu Yu gritted his teeth and said murderously: "You have eggs, let me see if the foreign devils are killed later."

More than a thousand people retreated from Wenyuan's front line were temporarily mixed into two battalions, led by Yang Yuke's deputy Jiang Zonghan, and used as a reserve team within the pass.

At this moment, Jiang Zonghan was talking to a thousand people and said, "Brothers, everyone has bleeding with Lord Shen on the Wenyuan front line. Today, Lord Shen is sitting on the city tower. We will go up later. Don't lose the face of Guangxi people. This is guarding the home for Guangxi people."

"Kill the thief! Kill the thief!"

At Zhennan Pass, a shocking shout suddenly sounded!

"The Chinese will talk, and let the cannons shut up later!" Nicolli threw his telescope into the arms of the adjutant, walked straight to the two thousand French soldiers, and shouted loudly: "Soldiers, in front of you, is Zhennan Pass, the Chinese call the southwest gateway. I ask you to move forward bravely, smash the Chinese's gateway, trampling on their self-esteem, and let them surrender to the proud French soldiers. Victory will always belong to the free France! Long live France!"

Two thousand French troops picked up the bowl in front of them and drank a full bowl of brandy. This was the last bit of inventory that Nicolli had painstakingly collected. Today it was considered a heavy bleeding.

"Long live! Long live!"

The French soldiers who had drunk the wine shouted with red eyes!

"Fire!" Nicolli said coldly and softly.

"Boom!" The first round of shells seemed very inaccurate. Chen Congyun, who knew a little about military affairs, knew that this was an artillery test firing and was correcting the elements.

Five minutes later, a roar was heard on the French position, and seventy cannons were fired at the same time. The artillery fire instantly flooded the city walls of Zhennan Pass and the high ground on both sides.

The violent artillery fire shocked the entire earth trembled.

Above the city tower, Chen Congyun sat upright with a smile, and a few meters away, shells exploded from time to time. Fortunately, there was no shell that hit the city tower. After half an hour of artillery fire preparation, Chen Congyun was blessed by divinely! He was not injured at all!

The French army came up, and the forts on the hills on both sides were guarded by Cao Yi and Hu Yu's troops, among which were a battalion of Wan Shusheng.

"Fire the cannon!" Cao Yi shouted in a hoarse voice. The officers and soldiers on the fort fired fire to block the French army. On the front positions, smoke filled the guns and the sound of cannons rumbling.

"Fire the cannon! Damn it!" Hu Yu waved his big knife and shouted at the top of his lungs, and several old cannons were squirting weakly.

"Fire the cannon and fight me to death." Wan Shusheng stood in front of the cannon, looking coldly at the French army rushing up, and the six mountain cannons that were trapped from Pan Dingxin, erupting the flames of death.

"Order the artillery to razor the Qing army's artillery positions to the ground!" Nicolli held a telescope and ordered expressionlessly.

When the French artillery fire broke out again, the fort was immediately covered by dense artillery fire, and the smoke was filled with gunpowder.

"Long live France!" Three hundred meters away, two thousand French troops suddenly accelerated in front of artillery fire, and the main forces rushed towards the high ground on both sides, and a small part of them feinted the attack in front of the gate.

When the defenders on the high ground saw the enemy approaching, they kept adjusting their muzzles on the fort to continue shooting and intercepting, while the infantry picked up their guns and shot from a high point.

"Caisangzi, Zhennanguan"

When did the green mountains grow old? How many times did they reincarnate? Now they are reincarnated again. The smoke of gunpowder is a war thief.

The pass is so majestic that it has been for thousands of years, and it is standing today and standing every day. The sound of cannons in front of Zhennan Pass is loud.

As the sound of cannons rumbling, I suddenly heard the sound of the sun coming from the clouds on the top of the city and recited the saying!

(Laughing, I filled it myself, I can't fill it out at first.)
Chapter completed!