Zhang Zuolin is a talent, which is enough to judge from his later achievements. In such a complex place in the three eastern provinces, he could start from a bandit, first become the leader of a village-level armed gang, then become the security guard of dozens of villages, and then set up a gang training to get entrusted by the court and have a meal at the public.

Then he was able to get along well in the Japan-Russia War. In the next twenty years, he even stepped on seesaw between two major military powers. Both Japan and Russia had no choice but to do anything about him. Just because of this ability, he was also a powerful man in the world. Compared to his impulsive and shallow son, he was many times stronger.

Yang Hao disliked him because he felt that this guy had too narrow vision and no integrity. It would be fine to guard the acre of three-point land outside the pass, but you would be fine if you didn't want to be enterprising and separatist, but you didn't see the Japanese's ambitions and tighten the fence at critical moments. Instead, the Japanese succeeded step by step in the Northeast, and eventually led to the tragic disaster of September 18th. This is wrong.

Not to mention that it was Zhuge Liang who fired the horse and fired afterwards, in fact, among the warlords in the early years of the Republic of China, Zhang Zuolin could not change his bandit style. On the one hand, he was aggressive, but on the other hand, he kept allowing the Japanese to obtain a bridgehead for war, which was a great crime.

Now it happened that Lao Zhang actually stood opposite Yang Hao. He was so angry when he was just starting out.

Zhang Zuolin was confused about his reaction. This guy didn't read much, had many strategies, and was a very intentional person. Now he commanded hundreds of people in front of the battalion official. Fitting his superiors can affect the power of thousands of people along the way. If he sold them all, it would be a considerable merit. In addition, the merits of offering sacrifices to the city. If he replaced a serious military commander, it should be a big problem, right?

Shanhaiguan Nanguan. Yijun Right Army position.

Zhang Zuolin pressed his head with one hand and looked down from the towering wall. From a distance, he saw the revolutionary army's offensive troops in the mountains across the river like diligent ants, building offensive positions in a tense and orderly manner. Just within the shooting boundary that can threaten by their city artillery artillery, they dig trenches openly to open machine gun positions, as if the attack was not good, they would defend the wide river surface strictly.

Looking further away, you can vaguely see countless dense men building roads. They made a surprise construction along the parallel location of the Jinyu Railway. They almost pushed down the originally narrow and rugged highway. Taking advantage of the soft soil after the first rain in spring, they directly shoveled and compacted it with a steam-powered engineering truck, and then lay thick sand and stones on it to expand into a wide avenue that is enough for eight liang ox carts to advance in parallel.

According to information, this avenue extends from Tianjin, with a total length of 400 miles. After completion, a huge cart weighing tens of thousands of kilograms can be run on it without collapse. The cannons unloaded from Qinhuangdao Station will be easier to maneuver along the road to adjacent positions.

Thousands of engineers and strong laborers worked together. The speed of the road extending forward was magical. It ran out more than ten miles in almost one night. This crazy spirit shocked the Qing army who was guarding the city.

If we say that the Qing army below Song Qing had no desire to fight, they did not even deploy troops to Qinhuangdao to block them layer by layer. Now they are all huddled in the city. Everyone knows that this city wall will definitely not withstand the direct fire of cannons.

The more they couldn't figure out the other party's intentions, the more uneasy the Qing army was. Zhang Zuolin and the entire Right Army were willing to surrender, so they naturally wouldn't be careful to rectify their defense. But the problem was that when they spread the news, there was no movement on the other side, and they were still following the steps. What's going on!

The more Zhang Zuolin looked at it, the more he felt strange, but at least he knew one thing that the troops opposite him were world-class strong troops and had their own rules when doing things. Even if he knew that he was sincere, he would not be able to make a decision in a short while. Then he needed to report it layer by layer, so there must be a time difference, right?

But after only passing by these days, he felt that it was not the case! In the afternoon, the fortifications across the river were constructed, and three groups of engineers began to build pontoon bridges on the river. Zhang Zuolin felt a chill inexplicably and rushed to the top door and said intimately: "No!" He rushed to the city.

Song Desheng, the general of the Right Army guarding here, was also very old. He was usually at least fifty-sixty years old like most Qing army general admirals. In the battle with the Japanese army, most of them saw the emptiness of the Qing Dynasty and were even more confused about the future. But in the same way, they didn't want to be traitors, and they didn't want to be traitors without the boss above, and they didn't want to be ruthless.

This time, Zhang Zuolin took the initiative to take the initiative to take the lead. Although Song Desheng felt reluctant, he knew that this was the only way. Otherwise, if he really wanted to serve the court, he would definitely not have a good ending except for losing all his brothers and sisters and ending up being disgraced.----Yang Hao's manifesto of the historical sinner who blocked the national and national unification was so horrible that they could not hold either of them.

So Song Desheng acquiesced and stopped all defenses under the city to respond to the story, staying in the city waiting for the news to come.

Zhang Zuolin rushed in in a hurry. He stood up on the table with a little uneasy and stared at him and asked, "How?"

Xiao Zhang replied hesitantly: "Sir, there is still no news ahead. According to the mark, it seems..."

Song Desheng's heart skipped a beat, and he slapped the table with a "slap" and shouted: "It seems like something, tell me!"

Zhang Zuolin's body trembled slightly, and he replied in a sweaty manner on his forehead: "They seem to continue to attack Guancheng."

"How could this be so?" Song Desheng sat down in a daze, his eyes hooked outside the door, feeling that darkness would cover the land of light at any time. After a while of silence, he asked with a thought, "Is it true that the person you were looking for didn't pass the words?"

Zhang Zuolin shook his head with difficulty: "That man was also a brother in the past, but now he is a company commander in the revolutionary army. Although he does not have the power to reach the top, he can pass on the news."

"That's weird."

Song Desheng thought about it and couldn't understand. We all have Ming Ming'er to surrender. What's the big deal about doing things? Could it be that the revolutionary army is so rigid that they even have to do a full set of acting? This kind of waste, but why is it the origin of this kind of trouble!

When he thought, he just needed to shoot and fire a cannon on the other side. He sent several telegrams for help from here. He let people in and do the job. He built roads, built bridges and put on cannons. Why did he have that effort?

They had never dealt with each other seriously, and they had a disgrace to the revolutionary army's tactics and tricks. After thinking about it, there was no result. Song Desheng waved his hand last: "Forget it, let's contact you again. If the Yang family army suddenly attacked, we would do our best to do our best."

Zhang Zuolin had no choice but to turn around and leave when he walked to the door. He heard a sentence from behind: "Anyway, be careful."

His heart shook, his toes were mixed on the threshold, and he suddenly staggered and almost slapped on the ground with a dog chewing shit.

"This is not a good sign!"

The superstitious Zhang Zuolin felt the clouds pressing down, and rubbed the sweat on his forehead with a wry smile, and hurried back to the position.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, three groups of people on the other side of the Shihe River suddenly accelerated the bridge repair. First, more than a dozen rubber boats rushed to the other side, smashing the heavy steel pipes they carried into the ground one by one. They connected them with the other side with thick steel cables. Hundreds of soldiers were scattered in groups and spreading more than a hundred meters ahead, digging foxholes on the spot and deploying machine gun positions to prepare for the battle.

Then, the boats and bridges on the bridge rushed up, smashing thick steel pipe piles into the water along the edge of the steel cable and linking them into one, erecting beams and interlaced skeletons, and then applying steel plates to the surface, extending straight and orderly to the front.

Looking from the city from afar, you can clearly find the reflections of the steel structures. When you hear the crisp sound of the collision of steel plates, the Qing army all exclaimed: "What a good guy, you actually built a bridge with the iron plate of steel. This is really luxurious and endless!"

Zhang Zuolin was even more shocked and veins jumped on his forehead. This is not a war, it is clearly showing off his wealth! As expected, the older generation said it well, fighting is just a fight for money and food. The guys on the other side can use steel to build bridges. What else can they not do? I am afraid that this is not good!

He became increasingly unable to understand what the Revolutionary Army was thinking. Just the money to build these three bridges could be used as a small landlord to live a few good life. He was afraid that the food and drink of this camp would be handled for a while if he was not the people in the Qing army.

He didn't say anything, and the soldiers didn't even think about it. Especially some veterans had already thought about it. As soon as the gunfire fire broke out on the opposite side, they immediately blew away from the bottom of the fools doing that. So they simply held their guns and looked down from the cliff, looking down at the Western scenery, and they couldn't get up at all.

After all, Zhang Zuolin is different from others. He was so excited about his heart and cold on his neck. He was so excited that he wanted to join such an army, and the benefits were endless. Now he is a small battalion official. He has gained a lot of benefits in less than a year after taking office. Not only did he stand out, but he even settled his family down. In fact, he was a local rich man.

What was heartbroken was that he saw the quality of the soldiers on the other side. His selfless commitment was simply crazy that he could not imagine!

Although the north of March has recovered, the water left from the mountain is still cold and bone-black. The soldiers who built the bridge are not necessarily safe. They are carrying heavy steel pipes and steel plates and tools to work in a hurry, and if they are not careful, they may fall into the water. After a little time, their limbs will be stiff immediately after freezing.

But Zhang Zuolin clearly saw that the soldiers who fell into the water didn't seem to feel that it was too dangerous. After being rescued by a leather raft mounted on a steel cable, they just drank something and rushed to work hard!

At this time, the wind blows the cold on the face, and when it encounters late spring cold, it even has ice and snow! How much money do those soldiers get? Do they have to work so hard? Who will support their family members after the freezing problem? I don’t understand!

The Revolutionary Army never publicized its power source very much, and internal military training was kept secret. Therefore, today, the outside world still feels unclear about where they have such strong combat power, except for the equipment factor.

Zhang Zuolin's time in the army was still short, and his knowledge could only be attributed to the officers above being good at winning people's hearts, and the subordinates tried their best to serve, and followed life and death.

"Probably, it's just that those officers don't drink soldiers' blood and don't deduct money. Seeing that they are wearing so well, this job is really cost-effective, but it's more important than returning to their hometown to farm."

Thinking of this in his heart, he couldn't help but think about it. If it were him, how wonderful it would be to be the chief officer of this army. Not to mention anything else, just the offensive preparations in front of him, there were too many articles to do. Why did the bridge that was suitable for a while? Isn't it the same for making wood? Isn't it the same thing? I won't say anything else in the Northeast. How much wood should be? If it's not strong, make it thicker, the wooden boards are thicker, easy to process and simple laying, and just smash a foot-long nail into it, which saves money, labor and effort.

These revolutionary troops will not turn their minds.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Zuolin remembered the occasional words that the brother who was the company commander on the opposite side, saying that the officers and soldiers in the revolutionary army are equal. The top and bottom are united and close as brothers. No one has ever used their power to bully others. No one has ever drunk the blood of soldiers. Every soldier receives a good monthly salary, and the family and the family benefit from it. They will be given pensions when they die, and they will be placed in the house if they are injured, and they will have no worries about food and clothing.

He thought this was nonsense. How could there be such a fool in the world? Those who serve in the army are despicable. The so-called good men do not join the army. Isn’t it true that there is no way out and anyone will suffer that crime!

On the other hand, where does the obligation come from in the army to take care of you for the rest of your life? Just be content with food for you, at least it will not burden the elderly or the young. You can give enough money. That is all the kindness of being a general. What is the same? Isn’t this going to mess up the rules and etiquette?

Zhang Zuolin believed that this was their intentional means of propaganda, with the purpose of bewitching people's hearts and striking the morale of the enemy. It is absolutely impossible to be as good as what they said.

This person is smart and naturally thinks a lot. What he sees in front of him is beyond his knowledge, so Zhang Zuolin can't help but be suspicious and becomes more and more confused.

Two hours passed in a blink of an eye, and the three crossing bridges appeared like long dragons above the stone river. From the wall, there were three straight lines of black dust spanning north and south.

The bridge deck had just been completed, and dozens of steaming cars rushed up, pressing the new bridge tremblingly, and it was obviously about to fall down wherever it passed. But until it was completely crossed, no bridge collapsed in the middle, and became much stronger and stronger.

But the Qing army on the city wall was frightened by this scene!

Most of them have never seen mechanical creatures when they are so old. A few have touched the bicycles from Tianjin and thought they were driving foreign food and boasted everywhere. Now they clearly saw dozens of people like steel monsters rushing towards them. The steel tracks on both sides crushed the bridge deck and rumbling. The clanging sound of collision added another ferocity. The smoke rolling into the air was like the magical beasts in mythology swallowing and spitting out poisonous smoke...

Dozens of cars advanced forward along the bridge, which scared many people to pee their pants!

Then, countless revolutionary soldiers rushed across the iron bridge, and their momentum was like a dragon coming out of the water. When they arrived at the opposite side of the river, they spread out and entered the position like mercury. They each took out a short-handed engineer shovel from behind, and waved it like a flash of flying to dig out a fox pit that was enough to block their own.

In the eyes of the Qing army on the wall, it was just a breathtaking effort. The thousands of troops on the opposite side turned from the ground into the ground, and only dozens of steel giant beasts were slowly rushing in. This elusive and incompetent in the clouds was simply as unpredictable as a heavenly soldier and general.

Someone immediately exclaimed: "My mother! Is this still a human? Everyone says the interests of the revolutionary army, but now I know that his grandmother is not beaten by humans at all. How to fight this battle!"

An old soldier immediately proved to him: "Stick and beat him, are they ordinary people? Yang Dashuai made it a magical method, is foreigners powerful? Why don't he kill him in just one move or two? Let's just avoid it, but don't hurt other people's weapons, and end up scattering, and he can't even be reincarnated in the underworld."

When the crowd heard this, they nodded solemnly.

Not to mention the superstitious people these days, Yang Hao's reputation has been spread as if Yue Fei was alive and Emperor Guan was reborn. The countless people in the people said it was clear that he was the one who came down to the earth to save the people... Is it really okay to have such a natural blend of Oriental myths and Buddhist theories?

Zhang Zuolin's ears were filled with distractions and his heart was very cold. He understood that even if he had agreed to have a show with the other party, he was afraid that the people on his side would not need to cooperate. He pretended to be fired and fired, so no one dared to force himself!

He suddenly understood why people ignored his little abacus. The Qing army was so motivated that they wanted to surrender without a single shot. How could they cooperate with him to engage in such a thing that was not on the market? After all, people have mastered the general trend, grasped the people's hearts, and took the initiative, and whether they were with him or not.

Just admit defeat?

Zhang Zuolin stared at the dusty position in the distance, and a cold light radiated from his eyes. His teeth were critical. He grabbed the battlements of the city wall with both hands, and his nails didn't hurt even when he slashed them.

"I'm not willing to accept it! I'm so embarrassed and convinced. Isn't it like a big-headed soldier who is still a prisoner? Even if a friend says what's going on with me? People already look down on themselves. Could it be that they have to behave like a small person and fiddle with them like a waste? No, never!"

Zhang Zuolin almost roared, clenched his fists and hammered it hard on the mermaid. The thick stone cut a bloody hole into the edge of his palm. He stuffed his backhand into his mouth and licked it clean with his tongue. He then "sharply" tore off the cloth strip and wrapped it around randomly. He just pinched it, turned around suddenly to greet his confidants.

In the position under the city, the offensive troops built a preliminary bunker in less than twenty minutes. The steam construction vehicles for dozens of miles finally completed a row of thick anti-aircraft earth walls, and then slowly retreated to the riverside.

At 4:30 pm, three red signal flares rose into the sky, followed by a sharp roar and attacked in the air. A shell exploded in the place next to the city wall! (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!

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