Yuan Shikai sat in a big cart, feeling the comfort brought by rubber wheels and steel plate springs, but his eyes did not forget to secretly observe the soldiers running on both sides.

He distrusts a hundred armed forces that call themselves "Russians". Not to mention that the Russian Russians have no intention of directly interfering in the Sino-Japanese conflict. As for the current situation, the Russians do not have the ability to send such a force to resist the Japanese. He still has this judgment.

But the equipment of these people is somewhat incomprehensible. Even if some people pretend, you can't make it the same from the inside out, clothing, equipment, guns, etc. These days, those with the ability do not need to take this risk to save themselves.

Who are they and what are they going to do?

Yuan Shikai was not very thoughtful. Because of the tight seal of the Japanese army, he had completely cut off information exchanges with the outside world for more than a day, and he didn't know that Dayuanjun was robbed by the fake Japanese army, otherwise he would have been able to guess some inside information.

Now, he can only look at it with his own eyes and analyze and judge in his mind. The more he looks, the more frightened he becomes - how come there are such a terrible army in the world!

Since Yuan Shikai was called "a man who knows the military", he naturally had knowledge and had two skills. Otherwise, he would not have been able to create the famous Beiyang New Army. Of course, knowing people and being good at responsibilities is also one aspect.

As he saw in front of him, he found that the quality of this fake Russian led by Yang Hao was rare in his life! It was no longer a basic requirement of "forbidden orders". From beginning to end, Yang Hao did not issue a single command. At most, it was a gesture. The person below understood the meaning and immediately implemented it accurately.

This is a bit mysterious, so in terms of the specific performance, the soldiers were running and fighting on the nearly two kilometers of road from the outer yamen to the west gate. Each of them was not light, and the cooperation between the teams was extremely tacit. The platoon leader often shouted, and even a small soldier could respond immediately.

The Japanese army's blockade has not stopped, but no matter which corner they rushed out, the soldiers who discovered the enemy situation could immediately give correct feedback. Before the bullets came, aim and shoot first, or suppress fire!

Yuan Shikai couldn't understand the advanced thing like light and heavy machine guns, but he threw grenades, shot and killed them alone, aimed quickly, calmly and accurately speed all reflect the well-trainedness of these people! From beginning to end, the Japanese army repeatedly attacked more than a dozen times, but it failed to stop their rapid advance. Instead, they left many corpses all the way and suffered a great loss!

After running two kilometers, the guards of the foreign yamen were almost breathing, not to mention the Korean Confucian scholars, who simply turned pale and had a blue face. If it weren't for the big cart, they would have fallen down on the spot. Looking at the fake Russian soldiers, they were actually breathless and steady, and they all stopped suddenly without any delay!

During the long battle, few people spoke, and the officers issued orders, which were short and powerful. In addition, the silent battle and advancement were not enough to see how frenzy, and there was no chaos. Dozens of people cooperated like one person. Yuan Shikai could not imagine how he could train this skill!

He really hoped that someone would come out to interrupt the smooth rhythm, but unfortunately, until the West Gate, the Korean soldiers had already heard of the news. The Japanese could either not catch up or stop them, and watched them rush out and march towards the southwest riverside.

Seeing that the walls of Seoul were left behind, the pursuers disappeared, and the Qing guards who had been tired and used to being tired suddenly relapsed, and they all screamed: "My mother! No, I can't run!"

"Stay! After a while, my lungs will burn!"

"Big... Sir, let's stop? It's really not possible! I can't stand it!"

The guards held the chariot and complained repeatedly. Yuan Shikai took the opportunity to beg Xu Yanzhuo: "Sir Translator, do you think we should take a break first? The Japanese can't catch up, so let's discuss ways to go."

Xu Yanzhuo's body was also trained with the infantry. At this time, he was a little more breathless, but he was far from the limit. Seeing the virtues of Yuan Shikai's subordinates, he curled his lips in disdain and said coldly: "Mr. Yuan is such a bad word. According to our information, the Japanese army has at least 3,000 people who have already set off from Incheon, and it will only take a few hours to arrive in Seoul! In addition, they have more ships, carrying more soldiers and dare to come in progress. If they want to escape, they must fight every minute!"

"But our people can no longer support it."

"If you can't keep up, then stay here and wait for the Japanese to be stabbed to death with bayonets and be beaten to death as a target!"

Xu Yanzhuo's words were like a cold knife that pierced into the hearts of a group of Qing soldiers. The Korean Confucian scholars who were originally going to follow the incitement were speechless! Only then did they see clearly that the soldiers and horses in front of them were not the suckers who were fooling them, but they had their own backbone!

They did not know that the idea that this force was trained from the beginning was: "Strong people should never be threatened and kidnapped by a group of cowards! Strengthen their correct beliefs and save only those who are willing to follow forward."

Since ancient times, countless cruel facts have proved that the ignorance and laziness of most people have formed a force that can drag the heroes and strong people to death and be exhausted and frame them. If the actors are merciful and ruthless, they are forced to speak from the perspective of so-called moral justice and are forced to be "Holy Mother", and they will not only take their own lives, but also cannot save those self-righteous idiots.

Just like now, Yuan Shikai and his men, the group of Korean Confucian scholars, would subconsciously feel that since the other party took the great risk to rescue them, then they would definitely be satisfied if they made some slightly excessive demands. Then they would gain a little bit and increase their investments, and eventually they would be able to turn the tables. The command commands would make others continue to bleed and sacrifice for them.

But their wishful thinking cannot be heard from Yang Hao. Xu Yanzhuo blocked the lines behind them in one sentence. Don’t want to follow him? Then die.

When Yuan Shikai heard this, he was shocked. These people are not easy to fool!

A pen style relied on his identity as a bannerman and a close confidant around Yuan Shikai. He felt a little weight, and rushed forward with his eyebrows and shouted at the top of his voice: "Why are you talking? What is your identity? You dare to shout to our Lord Yuan? I tell you, don't think you will be rewarded if you help a little, and you will have to wait, do you know?"

"Yes, that's all! The man is going to turn his intestines over, why are you so sad to take a break? There's no reason!"

"Wait and wait! I'm a grandma, I'm running away. I haven't suffered such a serious crime for so many years! I said, "You guys in the big car are so good at carrying them? Let the man sit on and rest..."

Someone started to make a fuss, and some people set up rice seers. When these lazy Qing soldiers and officials saw that someone was taking the lead, they immediately started to clamor, regardless of whether there were really soldiers behind them to chase after them.

Xu Yanzhuo pulled the corner of his mouth down, and his cold eyes swept them around in a faint way. He didn't even bother counting words. He raised his hand and pointed it lightly. More than a dozen soldiers rushed over with their back teeth. One of them dragged the group of clamoring bastards out of the crowd, threw them on the side of the road, picked up the rifle "Baoba" and killed them on the spot!

This move was done too quickly, and Yuan Shikai, could not react. Until they saw that the people were in a state of enlightenment and their faces were still dying with incredible expressions, they suddenly burst into flames, and they retreated backwards as if they were seeing ghosts. They were dumbfounded and did not dare to breathe!

It's really a murderous person!

Yuan Shikai was so angry that his whole body was trembling. For more than ten years, he had never seen anyone so domineering and fierce in front of him, without giving any face. Even his confidants would kill him as soon as they say they were cruel and ruthless, what the hell is this!

However, his heroic nature was always able to calm down quickly. His judgment of Yang Hao and his group of people was even higher, and he had a lot of fear. These people were not good at all. They could save people, kill people, and could not provoke them!

Tang Shaoyi couldn't see it and protested one after another: "How can you do this? They just complained a few times, and they didn't have to seize military power, so why did they want to be beaten to death?"

Xu Yanzhuo sneered: "Mr. Tang, you are a talented person, but you don't understand politics, and you don't understand military affairs. What's happening here is not something you can get involved with."

Ignoring Tang Shaoyi's shameful and angry expression, he turned his head and shouted at the silent people: "Who else wants to object? Even if we say that we will be satisfied as appropriate."

What a satisfaction is that the only outcome is to beat the head and throw it into a stinky ditch?

They are all old people who are used to changing their minds when they see the wind, and only fools pick them out to look ugly.

Yuan Shikai took a deep breath and said, "Sir Translator, please say to the jazz. Thank you and everyone for being generous and righteous, and rescue us from the Japanese siege. But since we have left Seoul, we can just walk the next path ourselves, so don't bother you."

Then he asked his followers to take a thick stack of silver notes and handed them over, and said with a forced smile: "Some yellow and white things are to express your gratitude, please give me good words."

Xu Yanzhuo reached out to take it, and when he twisted it, he saw that it was 10,000 taels! This move was not stingy, it was just a message, generous enough!

However, this is obviously not enough! Xu Yanzhuo handed it to the soldiers next to him and said with a smile: "You are polite. However, when we do things, we always have to pay attention to a good start and end. Since we have taken action to save people, we have to send the Buddha to the West! In any case, we have to send Lord Yuan back to the Qing Dynasty intact, so that we can do our best. Please be at ease, and we will soon arrive by the river!"
Chapter completed!