Rebirth of the Northern Giants

In a short while, the sergeant immediately lined up and stood upright, calm and motionless.

Nie Shicheng and other generals came quickly. Seeing this military appearance, Nie Shicheng couldn't help but secretly sighed in his heart. With such a fierce soldier, there is no need to worry about the big things. These are some half-new sergeants.

"You can just send them here. Let's go back separately. The old man still has something to say to them." Nie Shicheng waved his hand and said to Luo Rongguang and other Dagu guards.

"Yes, my lord."

Probably because they understood the governor's style of work, Luo Rongguang and the others didn't say much, and slowly retreated.

Nie Shicheng sent more than a dozen sergeants to guard the surrounding area to make sure that no one heard him, then he walked in front of more than 5000 well-dressed sergeants and said loudly, "Do you know where we are going?"

"Yes, sir"

Nie Shuai was taken aback by the overwhelming answer, he had never seen such a neat answer before.

In the National Defense Forces, there are always only four answers for soldiers: "Yes, sir"; "No, sir"; "I don't know, sir";

"Then do you know what we are going to do?" Nie Shicheng asked again.

"I don't know, sir"

"Well, let me tell you that we are going to fight the Russian devils. In the words of your Generalissimo, we are going to explode the Russians' asses." Nie Shicheng said with a smile.

Although the soldiers were a little surprised when they beat the Russians, none of them whispered or bit each other's ears. Instead, they showed a hint of excitement.

The Northeast National Defense Forces are all at war with the Russian army. They have the same hatred for the crimes committed by Russia in China. These soldiers are looking forward to this day

Nie Shicheng said slowly: "Let's go, we will win." Seeing the performance of the soldiers, he has no doubt at this moment that he can lead these people to defeat the Russian army.

On June 6th, Nie Shicheng led the National Defense Forces forward, and the follow-up troops were still preparing in an orderly manner, kicking off the prelude to the Chinese army's strategic counter-offensive.

At this time, Deng Shichang, the main force of the Beiyang Fleet already in Busan, North Korea, was also secretly preparing for a sneak attack after receiving Ye Zhikui's telegram.

After Deng Shichang arrived in North Korea, he took a part of the fleet to carry out exercises in the Korean Strait, and hid a part of the fleet in the port, obviously to deter Japan, but in fact it was setting off smoke bombs, making the Japanese and Russian spies mistakenly think that the Beiyang Fleet was There are so many ships.

Tonight, in the navy camp, the leaders of the torpedo fleet and some cruiser leaders are quietly present.

"Everyone, according to intelligence, an officer of the Russian Pacific Fleet will celebrate his birthday on the night of the 15th, and we will give a big gift that day."

Lin Tai, the supervisor of Zhenyuan, said with a smile: "Let his birthday become the day of his death."

"Yes, I led most of the fleet to continue the exercise here to confuse the Russian army, while you went secretly. In this sneak attack, a total of six cruisers, one ironclad ship, some gunboats and the entire torpedo fleet were dispatched. After the sneak attack Regardless of success or failure, the torpedo fleet must be filled with mines in the outer port of Vladivostok, so that the Russian Pacific Fleet cannot leave the port for a single step. It will gain control of the Sea of ​​Japan.”

Deng Shichang glanced at Lin Taizeng again, and said, "You will be the commander of the Northward Fleet this time. I hope you will not disappoint the Generalissimo and my expectations of you."

"This subordinate will definitely live up to everyone's expectations." Lin Tai once gave a military salute and replied firmly.

Deng Shichang smiled and continued: "I want to tell you another piece of good news. The generalissimo is going to land behind the Russian army. The vanguard should be led by General Nie to board the troop carrier of our Beiyang Fleet tonight. By then, the army and the army will Let us work together to determine the world in one fell swoop, to show those countries that dare to offend our China that the Chinese are no longer the Manchus they used to be."

When all the leaders heard the news, they all showed joy. If they could take back some of the territory occupied by the Russian army, it would be the greatest honor in hundreds of years.

"Okay, everyone, time is urgent, you start now."

The Beiyang Fleet Division, under the cover of night, disappeared on the horizon.

Deng Shichang didn't turn back until he couldn't see the shadow of the boat, Generalissimo, the success or failure of my Beiyang depends on it.

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Chen Jiongming, born in Haifeng, Guangdong Province in 1878, with the style name Zanzhi. In the first ten years of his life, he studied four books and five classics hard, striving for the imperial examination. : Aspiring young people from all over the world should not only go to high school, they are today's great talents who have learned both Chinese and Western.

A word from a great person can often change the fate of many people. Schools around the world have changed their names and introduced many western courses.Even the military government itself, presided over by Sun Jiading, Minister of Education, founded the first national comprehensive university in Beijing-Peking University.It is not only the highest institution of learning in the country, but also the highest educational administrative organ of the country, governing schools in all provinces.

Due to the needs of the war, armed forces schools in various places have sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain. However, Chen Jiong has little ambition next year, and he does not want to go to a local school again. He has a grand ambition - to go to the best military academy in China: National Defense Military University of China.

With the eager anticipation of the family, amidst the blessings of Haifeng's father and fellow villagers:

"Jionming, this kid, works hard on weekdays, so I think he's promising. Which military academy will he go to?"

"National Defense University, the Generalissimo personally serves as the principal."

"Yes, yes, disciple of the Son of Heaven, Jiongming, this child is not easy to catch."

"At that time, we Haifeng people will be honored and proud."

"Yes, Xiao Ming will definitely do it. The child's father has already asked you to marry our daughter to him. If you don't believe me, I know that Xiao Ming will be successful sooner or later."

"But our daughter is only five years old."

"What's the matter at the age of five, you can also be a child bride."

Chen Jiongming embarked on the long road to Beijing for the exam by himself, wading through mountains and rivers all the way, and finally arrived in Beijing before the 9th. He couldn't wait to sign up and was arranged to take the exam on the [-]th.

Chinese is simple, after reading for so many years, mathematics is not difficult, young people are eager to learn, and it is involved, but as he writes, Chen Jiongming only feels that his head is getting bigger and bigger, and his head is getting dizzy. Sweat broke out on the palms of his hands and between his brows. It turned out that he was rushing day and night, afraid of missing the exam, and his body couldn't bear it, so he had a fever at this critical moment.

He was even more clueless in the next few exams, and passed in a daze.

After the rankings were released in the afternoon, Chen Jiongming tragically failed the rankings, and his score was still the bottom one

How could this happen? Chen Jiongming felt dizzy for a while, his head was empty, and he hurried to the admissions office to ask if he could continue to make up the exam again.

The answer is self-evident, Chen Jiongming doesn't know how he returned to the inn, anyway, he came back in such a distraught state.

With tears streaming down his face, looking at the huge city of Beijing, thinking about the words of his father and fellow villagers, his heart was saddened, what face would he have to go back, what face would he have to see the elders in his hometown, he could not advance, but he could not retreat, he had no way to survive, he begged to die, You can get it if you ask for death.

Chen Jiongming was completely hopeless, looking out the window, this is the fourth floor, he should be able to have a good time by jumping down.

"Brother Zan, how is the exam today? My younger brother has passed the written test. I think he should be the same as my older brother. Let's go to the interview together this afternoon."

The door of the room was pushed open suddenly, and a candidate from Guangdong walked in with a face full of joy.

Although the two had known each other for only a few days, they became good friends. The candidate from Guangdong was already impressed by Chen Jiongming's talent and learning.

"Bless you, brother, you can get what you want." Chen Jiongming replied flatly.

Seeing that Chen Jiongming's expression was wrong, his face was covered with tears, he was standing in front of the window, and he stepped up with one foot, the Guangdong examinee was startled, and shouted loudly: "Brother Zan, what are you doing, come down quickly!" "

"My name is Luosun Shan, and I will see Jiangdong's elders without a face." As soon as Chen Jiongming finished speaking, he jumped off the window sill before the Guangdong candidates had time to react.

"Brother Zan↗"

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The Chinese army is about to launch a major strategic counter-offensive, deploying troops and dispatching generals. Ye Zhikui is busy at the Supreme Command and has not returned to the Forbidden City for several days. He just rests here and continues to fight. The Generalissimo is so desperate. Others All the ministers did not dare to slack off, and laid down the floor in the Summer Palace one after another, waiting for the latest information from the front line anytime and anywhere.

"Generalissimo, something happened to the military academy's admissions." Yang Du hurried in, holding a few newspapers in his hand, with a serious expression.

Ye Zhikui rubbed his temples, because he has not slept much these days, he is more angry, he doesn't shave his beard, and his lips are blistered. If he didn't look carefully, he thought it was an Iraqi refugee.