The roar above the Liugong Island Fortress suddenly stopped, and the burning pine bushes burst out, constantly emitting smoke mixed with fragrance, changing directions irregularly under the sea breeze.

Ding Ruchang and Zhang Wenxuan came out of the underground bunker, climbed onto the scarred Qiding Mountain Fortress, and looked at the distant sea in a daze.

Some of the five sunken British warships were exposed on the water, and were covered with sailors. From a distance, they looked like the light wires covered with flies at home.

"This is all...sinking?!"

Ding Ruchang exclaimed in disbelief. He couldn't see anything clearly when the fierce bombardment just now, and the soldiers were all trying hard to load and launch. They didn't care about the results of the battle at all, but now it seems that it's pretty good.

A communication soldier ran over and shouted with excitement on his face: "Mr. Ding! All the British devils' warships have been sunk for us! Five of them are all down! The remaining three are still running, and our navy warships have already chased him. Guard him to death!"

When the exhausted artillery soldiers heard this, they immediately burst into joy, shouted and jumped and jumped!

Zhang Wenxuan slapped his thigh and laughed: "Okay, okay! Good job! The dog-good British devils have been showing off their power for so many years, and today they have hit the south wall. Let's teach you crazy again!"

Ding Ruchang shook his body twice, and he held the stone wall of the fort that had been blackened by the explosion, as if his muscles and bones were sucked away. He sighed weakly: "It's so safe!"

Others probably couldn't hear anything about this, but Zhang Wenxuan could understand it. He gently pounded his chest with his fist and said with a smile: "You old man don't have much thoughts, right? We have told you a long time ago that when we are in this field today, we either act like a turtle, living a cowardly life to death. Or we can have a good time fucking his mother, even if we go down to meet our ancestors, we can still be proud!"

Ding Ruchang showed a grinner than crying on his face. He grinned at him, his white beard trembling, but he couldn't say a word.

Since he was seriously injured last year, he has seen clearly the general trend of the world. Yang Hao's group was not destroyed by the Qing court in one fell swoop. Li Jingfang joined in again, and Li Hongzhang retreated bravely. He understood that one day the changes will happen.

Yang Hao and the new army have a series of changes, and the strength that is fearless to foreigners. In his officialdom, he thought it would be a matter of time before he had a conflict. But he was too clear about the virtues of foreigners, especially the powerful British, which was really not easy to mess with. But if China wants to straighten up, it must first fuck the British. This is an unsolvable knot.

He stayed in office for so long. He never slept in one day, and was always worried. Today, the dust finally settled. He turned against the British in such a violent and cruel way, and he completely turned against the British without any thoughts.

Ding Ruchang's thoughts for more than a year have fallen into the ground. He doesn't have to be half-hearted anymore and is ready to fight to the death with the British.

Zhang Wenxuan said so just when he saw Lao Ding’s thoughts.

After taking a few deep breaths, Ding Ruchangping became panicked, straightened his waist again, and ordered the officers and soldiers: "The British blatantly invaded our military port and were repelled by my righteous men. This is just as the saying goes, evil will not suppress the righteousness. However, we are all civilized troops, but we cannot ignore the soldiers who fell into the water. Come on, quickly send the sea defense ships to rescue them. Let the British see the demeanor of our Chinese soldiers!"

"Get orders!"

The messenger went down happily, so there was no need to go far. There was a telephone in the bunker under the fort, so you could get through the entire Weihai Guard defense zone by arresting it, but it was much more convenient.

After all the tasks were arranged, Ding Ruchang turned around and said to Zhang Wenxuan: "This time we broke up with the British, I am afraid it will not be so easy next time. We must find ways to strengthen coastal defense and prepare for an unexpected situation!"

Zhang Wenxuan glared and said, "Mr. Ding shouldn't tell me this! Zhang, a general of the army, has only two thousand men under his command. You are the main person in charge of the battle at sea! But as far as I know, the Yang family's masters look down on the business that is struggling in their own places. I guess, the navy will really resist the enemy outside the country!"

Ding Ruchang blushed when he told him, thinking that he was still too conservative. He thought he was so reasonable. Yang and Li Zhongtang were not from the same place. First of all, there was no burden, and no one was talking nonsense above his head. From the beginning, they didn't see the court or foreigners, and they didn't regard the army as a thug to guard the house.

The Army had been making a lot of money on Japan before, but now the Navy is in their hands, so I guess it's going to make a fuss, right?

It would be a waste of effort to apply the navy that had been working hard for decades. When Ding Ruchang thought of this, he felt relaxed for some reason, his face was slightly rosy, and he laughed: "Of course it's good. If you really see that day, why should Ding take the horse and fall into stirrups for the soldiers?"

Zhang Wenxuan said contemptuously: "You old man is a first-class official, the admiral of the Beiyang Navy. I'm afraid it's not your turn to be a groom for the navy soldiers. I think you are at least a position as a general manager!"

Ding Ruchang is so big that he feels much more relaxed.

The chief executive, that's not bad! I heard that the navy also needs to be reorganized, in addition to establishing a headquarters, it also needs to be organized and trained by the North Sea Fleet, the East Sea Fleet, and the Marine Corps. If nothing unexpected happens, Zhang Wenxuan's two thousand Beiyang Guards are probably one of them. And he, the navy admiral who has been transferred to the army, should be the position of the commander of the coastal defense.

The future is bright, provided that you must be able to withstand the pressure of the British and withstand a fierce battle that will inevitably break out next!

Ding Ruchang's eyes crossed the sea where the smoke rose and looked into the distance. The battlefield there was probably not easy, right?

The US Concession is full of traffic and bustling.

In the fully open 131 acres of land, almost every building is crowded from the inside to the outside. Especially those amazing department stores are crowded with guests from all over the country. If it weren't for the black-clad guards who strictly controlled the number of people put in each time, they would have been crushed by them.

He was wearing a squadron leader to serve. He waved a two-foot-long baton in his hand. He was skilled in Chinese, English and Russian and kept scolding the neatly dressed customers.

"Hey hey, what about you! Take out the license plate. No? Why don't you squeeze in!"

"The gentleman wearing infrared jackets, this is an employee channel, and customers are not allowed to enter. What? Are you a British? No, French, and you are queuing up behind you!"

"And that person, you have stuffed your pockets. Although our concession is in good condition, there are always those who are not afraid of death who come in and commit crimes. You said you finally got a rank. After going in, you were empty-handed, that would be a shame... Hey, no thanks, it should be!"

"What's going on with your gentlemen? If you have a silver VIP card, you don't have to queue up. Please come in quickly!"

...A set of words came out of Ma Yang's mouth, without typing a joke in the middle, which was so refreshing.

The guard who maintained order next to him gave a thumbs up and praised: "Captain Ma Yang, you are almost as good as the storyteller in Tianqiao! I see that you should not be in our team, so hurry up and find the "Eight Monsters of Tianqiao" to study at the Grand Theater. You will surely get the true teachings! At that time, you will be the first foreign apprentice in the world. There are so many scenes!"

Ma Yang glared at him unhappily: "Shut up! Do you think I like to stand here as a gatekeeper? If Muller hadn't been tempted to be unwilling to be able to get along with him, the man would have passed the assessment and went to work!"

The guard nodded repeatedly, with a look of sympathy: "That's right, right! Don't say anything else, just you helped Mr. Yang catch the assassin, no matter how much you rewarded this great credit! Let you be on duty with us, you're in a position to give up!"

Ma Yang was not humble at all, and he grinned and showed two rows of big white teeth. He was not proud of himself and did not delay the work at all.

Finally, he had to settle the most powerful group of tourists. He took out his handkerchief to wipe his sweaty face and sighed: "Oh my mother, there are more and more people here every day. What do you think about them? Is the money in your pocket easy to make? I'll send it to the door and let the boss cheat? I'll do it, that's not what we should worry about. Drink two bowls of herbal tea to get rid of the fire! Brothers and others are watching, so you must not have any problems!"

"Don't worry, captain, it's right to keep it!"

Ma Yang waved his hand to the guards, hung the baton back to his waist, left the building square and headed outside the concession.

There is tea supply in the guard room and the concession police station. Ma Yang thought it was too bad to drink. There were teahouses in the concession, but they were all specially used to trap magnificent customers. He could not bear to kill his salary a day by a bowl of water.

There is a newly planned commercial area outside the concession, taking a friendly route, with a wide range of snacks, good quality and low price. It takes a few hundred meters to arrive, not far.

But today it seemed that he was destined to be at peace. As soon as he arrived at the gate of the concession, he heard a loud noise outside. A voice full of arrogant shouted stiffly: "We are the representatives of the British Empire. We want to go in and meet your leaders, immediately make the way and let our carriage in!"

Ma Yangxin said, who is so awesome? He is still thinking about driving the carriage in, it’s so beautiful!

He quickly walked over and saw that it was the carriage of the British Consulate in Tianjin. He also knew the person standing below and shouting. A familiar head stuck out from the car window. Isn’t it the Minister of Tianjin Baoshide?

"Why is he here? Was he accused him of a crime? Or..."

A few thoughts flashed through Ma Yang's head, and quickly determined the most suspicious one. He immediately felt refreshed and said, "The opportunity is here! As long as you get things done, I will never have to patrol all day long in the future!"

He immediately put his hat on his hat, striding across the guard post, shouting loudly at the British in English: "What are you shouting?! Do you see the rules here clearly? No vehicles are allowed to enter the concession! No one is allowed to carry weapons. What qualifications are you exceptions?!"

Although the guards in the US Concession were trained and only a few could speak English proficiently, he just took the opportunity to help the door.

Ma Yang is also well-known in the concession area, and the British also know him. He was particularly annoying to this little face who slept with many British ladies and ladies. He immediately scolded him angrily: "You have to figure out that we are diplomats of the British Empire! This time, if you want to ask your Commander Yang for your crime, please make way immediately!"

Ma Yang was overjoyed. This was exactly the scene he was looking forward to! He turned around and signaled to the post to call the inside, and then sneered at the British: "You are the ones who didn't understand the situation, right? What can the British Empire do? You have to follow the rules here! Otherwise, you can go back wherever you attack! If you dare to break through, don't blame us for not having any bullets!"

There was a burst of sound of pulling the gun bolts on the gate, and the black muzzle was stretched out from the bunker whistle like a tree twig, aiming at the British carriage.

Baoshide was so angry that his face turned black in the car, but when he saw Ma Yang's sneer, he felt a chill from the bottom of his heart. The Chinese dared to sink the Royal Navy warships, so how could he care about his mere carriage? He suppressed his anger. He knocked on the car window and groaned: "Okay, don't argue with a bastard who is guarding the door, let's get off!" (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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