Seventy-one, carrying the coffin to the expedition (3)
The herald also said angrily, "Colonel, these Chinese are sticking to us!" Refuse to go! ”
Nigri scolded loudly, it seemed that he was in the mood to get up, he rushed out of the house, to the edge of the main road, looking north with a telescope, among the grass and woods, there were many figures, they also seemed to have muskets, but they were sparse, not the climate, the occasional musket shot, it was also inaccurate, Nigri relieved his heart, it seemed that it was a group of peasants in the countryside, "Look how many people, the musketeers are out to fight, they don't want to go, then they all die here!" ”
Such a quality soldier does not need his personal command at all, he is still ready to return to the room to rest, just lying down not long ago, the gunfire outside slowly subsided, obviously has defeated these Chinese, he was sleepy, the door was vigorously pushed open, he woke up from the dream, his forehead was full of sweat, "Colonel, the Chinese who were beaten away are here again!" ”
Nigri stood up with a curse, "These damn Chinese, like flies around us and refuse to go, I must make them pay," he got out of bed and put on riding boots, straightened his hat, "go, all ready, face the battle, kill these Chinese monkeys!" ”
Sure enough, as Nigri expected, take the Chinese seriously, the whole army attacked, after several rows of muskets fired, these Chinese collapsed and fled to the north, Nigri's original plan was to wait for the army to continue north, but at this time it was already dispatched, and he was not ready to continue to return to the comfortable bed in Wenyuan Town, the great soldier, of course, can not be greedy for enjoyment, but should pursue the fruits of victory, "These garbage, and are ready to turn back to harass us, we can't give him this opportunity, go!" Negri was ambitious and confidently waved his hand, like the classic wave of His Majesty the Emperor Napoleon's war horse, "We will pursue these Chinese flies, and by the way, we will lay down the pass of the Chinese and enter the border of China!" I heard that they have countless gold, silver and jewelry, and many beautiful women, which can be provided to our excellent soldiers for fun, and we must take advantage of the fact that the commander-in-chief is not here to eat a little good, and obtain the name of entering China first, which is a temptation that no soldier can resist, so, soldiers, let's go! Towards Guangxi, towards China! ”
Zhennan Pass is actually just a small pass, in terms of speaking, it is not even a corner of Juyong Pass and Shanhaiguan such as the world's Xiongguan, but here is indeed a road in the ten thousand mountains, it is an important passage to connect China and Vietnam, the terrain of Zhennan Pass between Daqingshan and Jinji Mountain is not dangerous, this is also a lot of difficulty for guarding the pass, Feng Zicai was the former governor of Guangxi, often from here out of the pass to fight, the Zhennan Pass is the most understandable, he arrived here, did not order people to build fortifications, just asked people to rest on the spot, take out a few dry food to eat, and do not make a fire to cook, so as not to alarm the legal person. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Daddy," the second son asked, "the French are about to arrive, and we should hurry up and build a little defensive trench and earth wall, and in any case, we can stop the French from marching." ”
"No need to build, I don't plan to defend at all," Feng Zicai stood on top of the Guan Tower, holding a telescope and looking at the terrain in the distance, his white beard was blown by the strong wind and swept towards the back of his face, "We have so many people, why do we want to defend?" What you hate the most is being beaten by someone guarding a turtle shell, and I'm not a gas bag, what are you doing? If the troops are superior, they will naturally tend to attack, and it is useless to defend the city. Feng Zicai was optimistic about the terrain, and Chengzhu was in his chest, and at this time, the scout trotted forward and knelt under the pass, "Report!" The Major General led the French over! ”
"Okay," Feng Zicai nodded, "The whole army is out!" ”
The army of 10,000 people rehearsed neatly in front of Zhennan Pass, and when the last Feng Zicai rode out of the gate on a horse Shi Shiran, the wooden-clad iron gate slowly closed, and with a bang, there was a burst of smoke at the door, Feng Zicai looked around at everyone and said loudly, "Close the door and lock it!" ”
"Brothers," Feng Zicai rode his horse gracefully, slowly crossed the square of the Cui army, and said slowly, "I have already locked the gate of Zhennan Pass!" There are only two situations in the future," he pointed at the extraordinarily brilliant Zhennan Pass in the sunset, "This Zhennan Pass will open the door, one is that we defeated the French, and the other is that the French defeated us, stepping on our corpses, beating Zhennan Pass, and going to our hometown to burn and rob, what to do, the big guy chooses by himself." ”
Feng Zicai was already all armored, he turned over and dismounted, patted on the horse's buttocks, the horse left meekly, he stood at the front of the phalanx, and took a big knife higher than him from his little son's hand, "I am standing at the front, the French want to kill, I must be the first to kill, as long as I am lucky not to die, if any of you are sacrificed, I will bear the life of the family!" There was a faint dust not far away, and it was obvious that the enemy soldiers were about to arrive, Feng Zicai shouted loudly, "The front army has 4,000 people, ready to meet the enemy!" ”
Song Huihong stood in the crowd, holding a waist knife, twisting his neck restlessly, he is now almost a qualified soldier from the appearance, but only half a month ago, he was still a craftsman in Qinzhou to strike iron, but I heard that General Feng was going to work hard with foreigners, erecting a big flag at home to recruit soldiers, he thought that he was still young, and he had been doing iron work in his early twenties, which seemed to be too unseemly, and now the storytellers on the market often talk about it, now is the best age, not to mention anything else, In the past, the governor of Guangdong was born as a domestic servant, and after working hard, he became the admiral who would kowtow to anyone who saw him, so he could do it, and he could do it himself, so he came to Shawei Village to sign up for the army.
Relying on his extraordinary strength and skillful use of knives, he was soon selected to join the army, and the first thing he did was to send down fifty taels of silver for white flowers, and let him take it back and hand it over to the family for storage, "This is the settlement fee," it is said that the son of Master Feng smiled kindly at Song Huihong, "In order to make your family feel at ease, you pay the silver and come back, the army does not cost money on food and clothing, and there is also a salary for silver hair, but you don't have to save money yourself." ”
The children of Qinzhou admired Mr. Feng very much, and he never took the silver and secretly went back and never came again, Song Huihong's old mother didn't know about it, and when Zhang Bin went back and said this, he immediately cried like a tearful person, but he dragged Song Huihong and didn't allow him to join the army. (To be continued.) )