1890 King of Southeast Asia

The Eighth Town, the nominal new army.

Although it is based on the standards of the six towns of Beiyang, it is equipped with various weapons and equipment, and many of its equipment is even richer than the six towns of Beiyang.

However, in terms of organizational structure, the new eight towns are not much different from the banner soldiers of the Qing Empire.

Banner soldiers, feudal slave army, the main force when the Qing Empire was founded, but after so many years, they have long been corrupt and have little combat effectiveness.

The new army, the new army, was organized by the Qing Empire to maintain its rule. It has a new military system, employs Western-style officers, and soldiers are trained in Western style. It is a new army that uses a variety of modern weapons.

The guarantee of the combat effectiveness of the new army has been made very clear by Mr. Yuan - sufficient military pay.

But some people, who can't even copy homework, use Man Gui as an officer, eat up and down, withhold military pay, resell supplies, oppress soldiers, use soldiers for private work, etc.

In fact, these methods are beneficial to the rulers of the Qing Empire.

Man Gui used this method to destroy the Green Camp, Tuan Lian, Lian Yong, and Patrol Camp, ensuring that they had no combat effectiveness to overthrow the rule of the Qing Empire.

The new army also encountered these methods.

Li Zuowen led a battalion to attack Wangjiaji. Although he took advantage of the sneak attack, the battalion of the Eighth Town still had time to react.

Generally speaking, the Qing Empire would organize a certain counterattack until their morale was exhausted. For example, if it were five of the six towns of Beiyang, they would most likely prepare for street fighting on the spot.

The Second Company also thought so.

"Be careful!" The commander of the Second Company, Wang Futian, led a platoon and carefully advanced into Wangjiaji.

They fired dozens of mortar shells at the south gate of Wangjiaji, blowing the south gate to pieces, but no one was hit?

When the infantry came in, they did not find any enemies. Until now, they have advanced half a street and there are no enemies.

After the bombardment, the whole town fell into a strange silence.

"Brothers of the Revolutionary Army! Don't shoot!"

Suddenly, a French flag was raised in the distance, and a man's shouting could be heard.

Wang Futian was leaning against the wall, and he subconsciously shrank into the corner when he heard the voice.

"Brothers of the Revolutionary Army, we are from the Eighth Regiment, we are all Chinese, what's the point of fighting each other."

Wang Futian's face changed, and he waved to the soldiers behind him.

The two squad leaders nodded, and each led their squads to retreat and spread to both sides.

"Brothers of the New Army, I was also in the New Army, I was in the 21st Mixed Brigade, and now I am revolting!"

"Who is your boss? Do you want to surrender? Tell him to come out and talk!" Wang Futian shouted.

"Hey~~Brother, that's not the way to say it. We are also active members of the revolution, but we have never found an opportunity to revolt."

"This time when we went south, we were ready to revolt on the battlefield. We have discussed it, but who knew you would come?" The voice on the other side said.

"Okay, put down your guns and come out, and you will be considered to have made a contribution to the revolution!" Wang Futian was stunned. There is such a saying? Then he reacted.

"Brother, don't frame me. Isn't that surrender? We want to revolt anyway."

"Who are you? Can you make the decision?" Wang Futian's tone was very tough, because he saw that the soldiers he sent out had already bypassed the left side.

"I am Wang Sheng, the captain of the first battalion. May I ask who you are?"

"Wang Futian, the platoon leader of the second company of the second battalion of the fourteenth regiment of the revolutionary army, where is the captain of your battalion?" Wang Futian asked.

"Hey! Captain? He ran away a long time ago. As soon as the explosion sounded, the captain took his servants on a small boat and ran away. This little bastard..." Wang Sheng complained, spitting out a greeting with a high mother's content.

"Then why don't you run?" Wang Futian stuck his head out, didn't see the team on the right, and continued to delay.

"We want to revolt and revolution..." Wang Sheng shouted loudly.

"Okay! Come out, I will count you as a revolution!" Wang Futian perfunctorily said, he calculated that this was an old oiler, who came to negotiate terms, and he would definitely not come out so easily.

"Okay! Let's organize and come out immediately!" Wang Sheng's voice sounded very firm.

"Um, that, Platoon Leader Wang, I haven't asked yet, how does the revolutionary army calculate our uprising team? Is there any benefit? I have more than a hundred people here!" Wang Sheng asked while making some noise.

"Benefit? Why are you revolutionizing? Forget it, what conditions do you want?" Wang Futian saw the troops on the right and his tone became hard.

"This... Don't we have a standard?" Wang Sheng hesitated.

He wanted to sell his brothers for a good price, but didn't want to share it with his brothers. Negotiating the price like this was not what he expected.

"Yes! Anyway, after a month of basic training, the soldiers will implement the private standard, with a salary of eight dollars, and a monthly subsidy during wartime." Wang Futian gestured to his left and right.

"What about the officers? We have quite a few here, and some are graduates of the Military Academy..."

"Officers are naturally subject to the standards of rank. Wang Sheng, I don't have time to chat with you. Either come out now, or I'm going to attack!" Wang Futian shouted.

On the other side, after Wang Sheng heard it, a man next to him was about to walk out.

"What are you doing? Come back!" Wang Sheng caught the man back. Just kidding, he hadn't discussed the price yet, the buyout price.

"Captain Wang, didn't the man say that we should surrender immediately?" The man who was caught back said hesitantly.

"Are you stupid? He's trying to scare you! Besides, we have more than a hundred people here, and we're not just here to eat and do nothing. He's just a platoon, what can he do?" Wang Sheng gave him a slap.

"But..." The man hesitated.

Wang Sheng looked at his brothers, most of whom had hesitation and excitement on their faces, knowing that this matter could not be suppressed.

"I'm thinking about the brothers. Think about it, you were just chatting well, why are you so anxious all of a sudden?"

"I don't know."

"I can't think of it..."

"Yes, why?"

"Hehe, I know, there must be a mission, or it's very urgent, the kind that the superiors urge immediately." Wang Sheng nodded.

"Then shouldn't we be more proactive..." The man looked at Wang Sheng's murderous eyes and his voice became much smaller.

"The more anxious they are, the less anxious we should be. If they want to do something, they must deal with us first. If we don't give in, they can't do anything."

"Then we can use this as a bargaining chip to negotiate with them. According to him, a private is an ordinary soldier, eight dollars a month. If we can negotiate to give veteran treatment, won't it be ten dollars a month?"

"This is all for the benefit of the brothers. I, Wang, have no selfish motives at all."

Wang Sheng fooled his men, and many soldiers were fooled by him. Only a few of them could see that Wang Sheng was not sincere.

"We have to hold steady until they give in!" Wang Sheng knew that the revolutionary army was short of manpower.

The recent incidents of the revolutionary army in Jinling had spread, and the more than 100 people in his hands were his bargaining chips.

"Brother Wang Futian, let's talk again. It's not a good thing to shout like this. My throat hurts. How about we each send one person to talk in the middle?" Wang Sheng shouted.

"Wang Sheng, I'm telling you your ancestors, give me a straight answer, do you surrender or not?" Wang Shengtian shouted.

At this time, the second and third squads had already circled to both sides of Wang Sheng, and the first squad was blocking the front. Behind Wang Sheng was the Yangtze River, and he was surrounded.

"Fuck, Wang Futian, I gave you face?" Wang Sheng said with a dark face along his back teeth.

Wang Futian raised his gun and aimed at the flagpole staring at the French flag - a rifle.

Bang!

"Ah!"

A gunshot, a scream, the bullet hit the flagpole, tearing the wood on it, hitting the barrel, and deforming the barrel.

The huge energy was transmitted along the gun body, and the person holding it was injured, tearing the household registration, and shaking the arm, so screaming.

Bang bang bang...

The first squad next to Wang Futian began to attack.

boom!

The second and third squads on both wings climbed to a high point and threw grenades into the small courtyard where the new army was located, making dense explosions and screams.

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting! We surrender, surrender!" Wang Sheng saw that the revolutionary army was really coming, and quickly raised the French flag and shook it at high speed.

"Throw out your guns, and walk out with your hands covering your head!" Wang Futian shouted.

Wang Sheng was the first to throw out his guns, a rifle and a pistol, and then he covered his head with his hands and walked out obediently.

Because he was quick to admit defeat, he had not suffered any physical injuries.

"We surrender, surrender..." Wang Sheng felt so bitter! Why should he bargain? Isn't it better to just surrender? He can still get the treatment of an officer - although I don't understand, it should be good.

Now it's good, surrender, just a prisoner, it's good to be alive and full, what kind of treatment is there?

One by one, the new army soldiers came out, squatting in the corner, with their hands covering their heads.

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At seven o'clock, Wangjiaji ended all the battles. After cleaning the battlefield, Li Zuowen withdrew with about four hundred intact prisoners.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the follow-up troops of the Eighth Regiment arrived. The commander of the 34th Battalion looked at the situation in front of him and was about to burst into flames!

"This is too much! This is too much!" The commander of the 34th Battalion almost ordered an attack, but when he thought of the horror of the battlefield, he backed down.

That's right, this is a man of nobility. Officers above the battalion level of the Eighth Regiment, including staff officers, are all man of nobility.

"Commander, I think we should treat the wounded first, otherwise, if we continue like this, morale will be low and the war will not be able to be fought." The staff officer gritted his teeth and whispered.

"I don't know? Do you want to mind my business? Are you the commander and am I the commander?" The commander shouted, and the staff officer was dumbfounded.

"Come on, take the wounded down for treatment. Our battalion has limited medicines, so send them all to the rear." The commander shouted.

That's right, when the revolutionary army retreated, they only took away 400 intact prisoners, and there were still 60 or 70 wounded left at the scene.

The commander also knew that it was not possible not to treat the wounded, but those were their drugs, which were his drugs.

These drugs were hot items in the market. He could not get a penny by treating these wounded, but he could at least earn a few hundred or a thousand by selling them on the black market.

So, he asked people to send the wounded to the headquarters of the Eighth Town. The reason was also easy to find, where was the field hospital!

As for how many people would die on the way, what did it have to do with him?

He did not notice that his staff officer lowered his head, his face full of gloom...

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