80. Three Daily Newspapers (1)
Only a few people know about such a plan, the specifications of secrecy are so strict, Feng Zicai doesn't dare to ask anymore even if he is curious, from the new army to the battle, it is only a little more than an hour to solve the battle, the nine guns are really very sharp, the French can't resist, the Vietnamese servant army in charge of the broken back was surrounded by cavalry, and after a while, they couldn't help but surrender, Fang Hongyi and Feng Zicai rode to the front of the battle together, looked at the Vietnamese soldiers kneeling on the ground, and shook their heads, "These Vietnamese, my Heavenly Dynasty should be invited by the King of Vietnam, For the sake of Vietnam's national Zuo came to fight bloodily, and the regimental training army suffered heavy casualties, and the Vietnamese people did not seem to miss their kindness. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"There are traitor mongrels in all dynasties and generations!" Feng Zicai spat at the mouth, "Lord Dutong, these Vietnamese black monkeys are all half-hearted masters, it is better to kill them on the spot, so as not to waste food." ”
"It's a waste to kill now, so leave it to the boss, and then build fortifications, it's always a good thing to have a few more people to work." Fang Hongyi nodded, at this time, the cavalry chasing the French army also came back one after another, indicating that the French army was well defended and there was no chance to take advantage of it, Fang Hongyi continued to give orders, "The army will defend Langshan City for one day, and set off tomorrow, ready to continue fighting!" ”
"Lord Chu Yunfei likes to nest in the mountains, it's better to let him continue to stay in the mountains today, he doesn't have to go into the city, it's excellent to defend the army," Fang Hongyi smiled at Feng Zicai, "My deputy commander is very interesting, I can't see him today, and it doesn't hurt to see him in the future." ”
"Just according to what Lord Totong said."
"Write an excerpt and send a telegram," Fang Hongyi continued, "Report success!" Lang Son Fortress has been lifted! The smile on his face disappeared and turned into a very solemn face, "Gather the corpses of the soldiers, get ready for the next big battle!" ”
"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers!" Outside the Zhengyang Gate, a newsboy stood on a flower bed, the flower bed was higher than the ground, he stood on the flower bed, the original short body became the focus of attention of the people on the road at this time, his face was filled with a very proud smile, vigorously waved a newspaper in his hand, and the big cloth bag on his chest was filled with a thick stack of newspapers, "The new army is out of the customs!" Lang Son victory! ”
"The new army is out!"
"Lang Son victory!"
The people below rushed up, hurriedly surrounded the newsboy, scrambling to throw coins to the newsboy, in a moment, the newspaper was sold out, the big guy began to wait for the war in the south from the first month of this year, the people in the capital are most concerned about the current political events, where the heart of the palace is shocked, Zhennanguan victory, the center changed hands, declared war on France, Guangxu ten years, only out of the first month is so wonderful, many people are very disdainful of the new army of Fengtai battalion, Just as this scholar who seemed to be powerless didn't open the newspaper yet, he couldn't help but sneer again and again, "The soldiers in Fengtai are all like goods, they look high-spirited, but when they get to the battlefield, they don't know how to fight, right?" Where can it compare with the Hunan army and the Huai army that have been trained step by step by step in the past to counterbalance the rebellion and kill thieves? He opened the first page and looked, and the news above confirmed his opinion more and more, "See? Am I right? It's just that he killed more than a hundred people, and he dares to call it a great victory! ”
A businessman on the side did not agree with his words, "You can't say that, the previous great victory, relying on the hand-to-hand combat, sneak attack, the French preached greatly, saying that we will only shamelessly sneak attack, this one came out, but the big victory in the frontal battle, see no, 'the spearmen in front, the artillery in the back, the cavalry to protect the two wings, slowly advancing, bloody battle for half a day, the French army finally retreated' see?" This is talking about a head-to-head battle, oops," the businessman was obviously quite concerned about the country's trend and momentum in the past few years, he shook his head, and couldn't help but sigh, "How many years have we been able to beat foreigners with real swords and guns like this?" Think about the time of Emperor Xuanzong, how many years away from now! ”
The scholar snorted coldly, but stopped speaking, the street was crowded, head to ear, after a while, such good news spread all over the street, several people were discussing passionately when the French would surrender, honestly withdraw from Vietnam, the newsboy on the side pulled some newspapers to sell, while waving the newspaper, while shouting at the top of his voice, his voice was bright and brittle, very pleasant, "General Feng sticks to Langshan, and the West Shengye personally composes poems to give it!" ”
Everyone was in an uproar again, the Queen Mother Lafayette had heard that it was a first-class poet in the past, and he hadn't written poetry for a long time, and the last time he wrote poetry, he improvised when Beihai Province was included in China, and this is the rarest, the fat businessman shouted, "You dishonest guy!" Anyway, do you want to buy two kinds of newspapers? ”
The newsboy stuck out his tongue, "This master, the little one has such guts there, please watch the second edition!" If you don't have a newspaper yet, please hurry up early, it's late, but you won't see the poems of the West Sage! ”
The merchant hurriedly opened the second edition, and a young man holding an English book gathered on the side, put his head on the merchant's side, and read it out loud word by word: "The mountains are high, the roads are far away, the ravines are deep, and the army is galloping." Who dares to slash right away? Only I General Feng! ”
"Good!" The scholar, who was originally very disdainful of the New Army's achievements, shouted loudly, "Who dares to slash immediately? Only I General Feng! These two sentences seem to be seen with your own eyes on the side of the old general Feng Zicai, the waves are magnificent, the gas is majestic, read this poem, you can see the old general Feng riding a war horse in front of Zhennan Pass, holding a pistol in his hand, with one enemy hundred, bravely killing the enemy! The scholar's face turned red, and he said so many words in one go, and then he hurriedly took a deep breath, obviously with great admiration, "Xisheng Dacai, sweep away the decadent atmosphere of Nalan Rongruo's poetry scene since the beginning of the dynasty, although she is a woman, she doesn't let her eyebrows!" ”
These people know all the characters, this poem sounds good, but I don't know, this poem is good, hearing this reader's explanation, it was immediately very clear, "Look! The young man next to the merchant shouted loudly, "There is also an article by the old general Feng Zicai below!" ”
"Scatter all your wealth and carry the coffin into battle...... Lead by example...... Slash Coach ...... Authentic Rigidity...... Explosives intended to commit suicide to serve the country," such a long report said, telling Feng Zicai's story is clean and vigorous, the businessman smacked his tongue while looking at it and said, "I used to hear others say, what, this real thing, more wonderful than storytelling, I still don't believe it, today I read the story of the old general Feng, obediently, what storyteller is comparable to such a white-haired old general who is loyal to the country!" (To be continued.) )