Chapter 17 Why bother to review

The heavy snow was still falling, becoming bigger and more urgent than during the day. The white-haired wind blew on the face, like a knife cutting it.

Hundreds of Shengjun staggered along the official road covered with snow and walked straight into a valley surrounded by mountains. The terrain was a bit strange. The valley suddenly became wider, like a small basin, with five or six hundred people being placed down. Although the mountains were not too high, it blocked the cold wind sweeping from east to west. The few Shengjun cavalry walking in front seemed to be exhausted, and the small bloody holes on their faces were like spider webs. Even the horses were not willing to go again, but they just circled in this comfortable valley. Several cavalrymen simply jumped off the horse. The leader was a small officer, who lay on the ground with his back and forks: "Damn, I have never suffered such hardships in the army... This is a use of animals! As long as I can get less freezing, I won't change the admiral's army!"

The cavalry behind rushed in, looking at the guys in front of them, one by one, and complaining that they would dismount. Some of them had frozen on the horse's backs, and they would fall straight to the ground when they dismounted, and they could not even pull them.

When he was a soldier, he didn’t say he suffered such hardship!

Yang Shixiang was like crazy. He sat in the carriage and could not blow the wind or the snow. He just urged them to rush to rush. As soon as Ye Zhongjun arranged for a rest, he would poke his head out of the car with a dark face. He just glanced at Deputy General Ye, too lazy to even say anything, but just waved his hand to let everyone continue on the road!

For five consecutive days, this kind of road, with less than six hours of rest every day, he rushed out more than 400 miles with his head in his head! Just because of the Huai Army's black silver from Songjiangping, they picked out a little more of the personal barracks. It was worth paying ten years of salary at once! Not to mention that Mr. Yang was stingy, there was no reward number, and his family was still pretending to be powerful. He could not count how many people were whipped along the way.

Just talk about today, I got up since the sky was still dark, and the sun was gone, and I was still rushing on the road!

The crowd was buzzing together in chaos, sitting and lying. Those who were conscientious about horses even took out material bags to hang on horse ears. Some people quickly swallowed the smoke bubbles, while others cursed loudly. The horses also sniffed and twisted into a big lump in the valley.

Ye Zhongjun urged the horse to follow quickly. He couldn't straighten his waist on the horse's back. When he saw that the team was not like a bird, he said loudly with a blue face: "Everyone is up! If you want to get a military stick, you shouldn't be up?"

Several voices were opened: "Sir, look, are there any brothers? It's cold and the wind is like a knife, and the stomach is filled with cold dry food. If you go down, you must freeze a few! If you ask Lord Yang to get out of the car and follow us, if he doesn't lie down, we will take one step less than him, and it's the one who raises me!"

When someone stood up, he naturally responded with a hundred sounds, cursing, shouting, and whistling. No one moved a step. Ye Zhongjun looked at the crowd and was angry and quickly let down his voice: "Brothers who got out together, am I the same as everyone else? Let's bear it. When I arrived in Pyongyang, I finished the job, but I don't know how to give everyone my wishes?"

"My heart, mind, you must have a life first! If you continue like this, you will have to drag it to death!"

"You hold it in the hands of the military gate. Our poor soldier wearing a jacket cares nothing!"

"You go and praise Yang Shixiang's follicles. We will die here today. We have to hurry up and have enough rest. Let's discuss it!"

The sound of cheering was even louder, and some people simply went to unload the tent on the back of the pack horse. The horsepower of these horses was also exhausted. Some stopped at this time, but their sweat was not stopped, and they simply rolled down with all their four hooves. A few lazy bastards were still squeezing next to Ye Zhongjun's horse, swearing.

Ye Zhongjun pinched the whip, his palms were full of sweat. He knew that the crowd was angry, and now he was very irritated. When he was embarrassed, he saw Yang Shixiang's carriage coming from behind. His family members surrounded him next to the car, and all of them looked deserted. Hearing the noise here, the curtain of the car was lifted, he saw Yang Shixiang poking his head out with a black face, lifting the two lanterns up and illuminating him, and he shouted to Ye Zhongjun: "Brother Ye, what's going on? I don't seem to have ordered a rest? I'll ask them all to get up!"

Ye Zhongjun held back and smiled: "Sir, brothers are really amazing, please be more polite. I have been doing my best to please. In these days, brothers have really tried their best to flatter the mission...... Let's take a rest today, and I will definitely drive out the road tomorrow!"

Yang Shixiang snorted: "Xu Yifan's new training mob, he arrived in Seoul in five days and eight hundred miles. Your troops have been practicing elite Huai Army for a long time, and only half of them have left. This is called currying favor with the mission? Lord Ye, does your troops have no military orders?"

A few families around him were at this time, and they were urging them to take the whip and sway around, yelling and scolding. They were better than the soldiers, and they could eat hot food. There was a carriage behind them that could take turns to shelter from the wind and rest. Yang Shixiang also promised his confidant family members good. The whip was swinging and whipped a few. It was so amazing that the soldiers were already full of resentment and had no place to vent their temper. Now they really didn't care. When their brains were hot, they pulled these guys off and knocked them around. Then they heard the powerful family members who had just dragged their voices and shouted there: "Beat someone...beat someone...beat someone...beat someone......"

As soon as we started to fight, many soldiers rushed towards Yang Shixiang's carriages and horses. The crowd was in a raging mood and the big guns were taken off and held them.

"It's all a life, why should we treat us as animals?"

"I have worked for the Li surnamed for twenty years. I sent troops to release horses four or five times, and got out of the gun. Today I will sacrifice my life and meet you!"

The young officers leading the team were all angry and crowded among the crowd, just watching. Ye Zhongjun was simply stunned. Even if this mission was completed, he would probably not be able to eat the food in Shengjun. If he pressed down with Yang Shixiang, he would probably have to explain it here! He immediately made up his mind and shouted at Yang Shixiang: "Mr. Yang, please beg you to be polite to your brothers, otherwise if something happens, you will not dare to protect it!"

Yang Shixiang's car was shaking, and the black guns were competing at him. This romantic Hanlin had always been planning in the tent and winning thousands of miles away. Have you ever seen a soldier come here? His face was not much better than a dead person. Fortunately, his mind came quickly, so he immediately admitted his conscience: "Camp, rest! Let everyone rest! My Yang Lianfang is not a person who does not care about the morale of the army. Each person will first receive a reward number and pay it when he arrives in Pyongyang!"

There was a chaotic mass in the valley. On a high place on the mountain on all sides, Zhang Xuzhou was coldly watching the chaotic fires in the valley. The noise of shouting was swept by the cold wind and sent to him. He stamped his feet and whispered: "A bunch of waste snacks! Can it withstand a few strokes? Beiyang wants to fuck us, it's really a lard that is so heartbroken! Are these elites of the Huai Army?"

Seeing hundreds of people rushing into the valley, Zhang Xuzhou nodded slightly, turned to look at Yuan Shikai who was behind him and trying to stand straight. Yuan Shikai pondered for a moment and waved his hand: "Mr. Zhang, fight. At this point, Yuan's responsibility has been put on, and it's all Lord Zhang's business."

Seeing Yuan Shikai's calm appearance as if nothing had happened, Zhang Xuzhou couldn't help but admire him slightly. What they wanted to deal with was the imperial promulgation committee member, Beiyang and Qing Dynasty! The gunshots mean that they would always stand on Xu Yifan's ship, and they could only walk along the same path with Lord Xu! Zhang Xuzhou raised his hand, but was suddenly in the air. The fighting heart suddenly jumped up. Even in the Jingfu Palace in Seoul, he had no such unreasonable tension in his arms, even in the Gyeongbokgung Palace in Seoul, holding a bayonet rifle and charging towards the Japanese army's rain of bullets!

Then he smiled in his heart again. When Xu Yifan first met them, he told them that I would take you to death! The sound of cannons in the South China Sea, the blood and fire of Jingfu Palace, the harsh training process, and the new imperial guards that he had all his heart involved in it. This force is just like the rising Japanese side. Why should a man look back at this point? He found a place to die!

Zhang Xuzhou waved his hand violently: "Let's fire!"

There was a burst of bang, and rows of muzzle flames flashed on the four sides of the valley. The rain of bullets poured down and rushed to Shengjun, the chaotic valley. For a moment, many people fell down without any humming. The bullets made wisps of smoke and dust splashed on the snow, and the blood flowers bloomed on the body of the horse. The sound of people shouting and neighing at the horse suddenly sounded, but it was countless times more tragic!

Yang Shixiang had already retracted and sulked. When the gunshot sounded, he suddenly saw several holes puffing on the wall of the carriage, and wood chips were splashing everywhere. The horse pulling the carriage suddenly neighed and was hit by the bullets, and fell to one side with the shaft. Before Yang Shixiang could react, the whole carriage had already fallen into the snow!

Then the bullets kept coming through the bottom of the carriage and swept through Yang Shixiang's ears. The whole carriage was messy, with an arrogant and wise plan, and the suave Yang Hanlin could only fall into the carriage with his head and feet, covering his ears and screaming uncontrollably!

After the rifle was shot, seven or eight were fired, it completely hindered more than 300 Sheng Jun. Then it stopped. There were Korean shouts on the top of the mountain, one long and one short, all of which were murderous. At this time, Sheng Jun could remember to cry and shout for his parents, and he picked up his foreign guns and placed them around. The bodies of the people and horses were lying all over the ground, with all postures. Ye Zhongjun had already rolled under the horse, crawling around and looking for a hidden place, but finally hid behind the overturned carriage. The rain of bullets that rushed over stopped, and he was still shocked, his ears were filled with screams. He couldn't even care about the commander, but his mind was blank. What's going on?

While lying there, he saw Yang Shixiang crawling out of the rotten carriage, with blood on his face, staring at him with a pair of frightened eyes. The two of them stared at him with big eyes and small eyes, unable to speak. Ye Zhongjun actually found that Lord Yang's eyes were full of tears, and he was almost crying!

A team official with the title of Dusi rushed over. This was a veteran who had seen a war and fought against France. He could hold on. He first came to his highest commander: "Sir, we are attacked!"

"Attacked..."

"Sir, we need to order a counterattack. The terrain is not good. We must draw the selection of the striker and rush out!"

"Run out..."

"Sir, the enemy is all foreign guns, but they are speaking Korean and there are many people. We can't move forward. We must retreat quickly and retreat to Seoul!"

“Korean dialect…”

Ye Zhongjun was already stupid. He was the Huai Army that his uncle pulled into, and he was donated. Not to mention fighting, he was too lazy to go to the shooting range even if he started his daily exercise. It would be better to take a few sips of flower wine. As long as he did not miss it, he had never seen this! At this time, he felt that the crotch of his pants became hot, and he didn't know what was going on. He just felt that the bullet was still flying on his head, and he wouldn't even get up even if he lay there.

Nadusi also found that the adult could not count on it, so he stood up and uttered a loud order: "The front team draws the lead, get on the horse, and rush out a way!"

Before he finished speaking, a row of bullets had already shot towards the place where he was making a sound. A large piece of smoke and dust splashed on the snow. Du Si didn't hum and fell heavily. Ye Zhongjun just watched stupidly. The gunshots caused Sheng Jun to fight back again, and the screams of screaming were heard. However, the mountains on all sides became quiet, as if no one was silent. It was just a few Korean words that sounded.

Sheng Jun fought for a while and stopped. Some people went to grab the injured number. The hills on all sides were dark, with only the cold wind passing by. But death was constantly sent out from there! After all, this team was Ye Zhichao's personal army, and there were quite a few people who dared to fight. I was confused just now, and now I know that I would not be beaten in this Jedi. The best way is to retreat to the way I came and return to Seoul!

Several lower-level officers had already made loud orders spontaneously. The soldiers who wanted to survive were on their horses and rushed out with guns. With a command, they had already rushed out quickly. Looking at their movements, gunfires sounded again, and bullets were pouring, and many people were knocked down, but others still rushed out regardless of the situation. Seeing that they were about to leave the valley, the snow moved towards them, and another row of rifles stretched out. A rain of bullets poured over, almost hitting a pearl rolling curtain. The ambushers had long been ambushed here, watching them enter the valley, and as long as they came out, they would hit them head-on!

Relying on the courage to break through desperately, as long as they can move, these selections, those with horses and those without horses, rushed forward. Seeing that they were approaching the line of fire that blocked them, black shadows were climbing up on the snow. They had already dug a fox pit on the ground in advance, and the top cover was the best cover. These black shadows were all wearing mixed fur coats, but the guys in their hands were brand new Mauser rifles, with long and shiny snow on the gun head.

The bayonet roared and went up to meet. Several approaching infantry soldiers were first stabbed down, and the cavalry could not rush up in the heavy snow, especially these war horses had traveled a long distance for a day, and their horses had run out of power, which was slower than infantry. Seeing the bayonet coming, the horses were even more unwilling to advance, and the man was brave enough to jump off the horse and turn around and run. The stupider ones were still turning around. The bayonet was stretched out from behind and penetrated two eyes.

Tang Shaoyi was reluctant to say a few words to apologize. Xu Yifan had already strode outward and said as he walked: "Shaochuan, you have done a good job. You have been doing well all the way, and the camp is not alarmed, and all construction undertakings are still proceeding in an orderly manner. You have settled well in the hearts of the army and the people, but Shaochuan..."

Xu Yifan stood at the door and looked at him seriously: "...Shaochuan, do you think you can still review it?"

Tang Shaoyi shook his body and bent down respectfully and bowed respectfully: "How can the officials still have a way out, and how can they think of a way out? They can only move forward with the adults!"

Chu Wanli had already summoned dozens of Geshiha again and followed Xu Yifan to the northeast to change and rest, but they refused to do so, and they wanted to follow him to the death. The people quickly checked and stopped. Xu Yifan couldn't even take care of the placement of his family. He explained a few important places, then rushed over to fly over and waved his head and led the team to set off.

The destiny is still with him! Li Yunzong and the others have taken the initiative to intercept Yang Shixiang. Now he has plenty of time to launch a rebellion in North Korea. Now he is advancing and attacking the Beiyang and the court. He is still weak now, his head is swollen, but his heart is hot.

Just as the team was about to leave, he heard a disturbance next to him, and a voice burst out loud and shouted: "Sir! Sir!………Xu Yifan!"

Xu Yifan turned his head and saw Pu Yang being twisted by a few Goshihas, and he struggled to come over. The boy faithfully followed Xu Yifan's orders and pretended that Xu Yifan was still in the inner house these days. He went in and replied, and then came out to pass the message, and performed a lot of fun. He didn't expect Xu Yifan to trick him. However, when Xu Yifan came back, he shouted and neighed, and moved around. He was already in the army, and he could smell some wind. When he thought about it, he understood a little. Xu Yifan was thinking of ways to deal with the approaching Beiyang! Maybe there was something bold to do!

He didn't want to go back to Beijing to find a disciple, but wanted to work hard with Beiyang! I, Pu Yang, was loyal and knew a lot about the various forces and groups in the Qing Dynasty who were fighting openly and secretly, so I just regarded me as an outsider?

Pu Yang, whose self-esteem was hurt, rushed over immediately.

Xu Yifan just looked at him. Pu Yang's gangsters' enthusiasm for the capital came again. He struggled and cursed: "The people in the field don't say anything to me, Xu Yifan, do you believe me, Pu Laosi? Do you want me to hit me and Pu Laosi to death in front of you? I have recognized the imperial guards, and you still remember the grudges of that year? Come on, I chopped Pu Laosi and died here even if I die!"

Xu Yifan's eyes flashed with murderous aura and said coldly: "I'm going to do lawless things. Are you a bannerman, yellow belt, do you want to follow me or go back to be your Aristocratic Master? When you return to Beijing, talk about my Xu Yifan's domineering behavior, let you do it!"

Pu Yang sneered: "Even if our Imperial Guards are lawless, they can still protect the Qing Dynasty's vassal state. Li Hongzhang is a white-faced Su Dingfang, who doesn't understand? Sir, you are better than Li Hongzhang, so you should sit in his position! I'm here to live a personal life, either chop me up or let me follow me!"
Chapter completed!