Rebirth of the Northern Giants

Liu Kun waved his hand, and said rather bleakly, "Go down, and let the old man stay alone."

Li Zhanchun stopped persuading, Shi Shiran withdrew.

Liu Kun looked out of the window with helplessness in his eyes.

He was really helpless against the military government's propaganda. He still couldn't figure out why those newspapers were all on Ye Zhikui's side and spoke well of him.

And according to the news he got, the situation in the Northeast seems to be useless and rotten. The Russian army's offensive has been contained. He has always suspected that Ye Zhikui is taking the opportunity to develop his strength and support the war with war, so he has not counterattacked for a long time.

However, what the newspapers said was that the frontline soldiers fought bravely, but due to the lack of troops and financial resources, and the lack of support from other provinces, the military government was unable to support it alone. place.

Really, it is the military government's ability to win. If there is a slight setback, it becomes a matter for the governors of other provinces. Ye Zhikui, you really want to play us all to death.

Mr. Wu brought a hundred people into Sichuan. Because he used to work behind the scenes, his reputation was not obvious, and he didn't make any big moves at the beginning after arriving in Sichuan. Many officials thought he could be deceived and didn't take him seriously. .

However, as Mr. Wu slowly took control of the army, he finally broke out. After many people observed him, he kicked out more than 20 officials on charges of bribery, corruption, and dereliction of duty, and then promoted those who he thought were okay. material.

The earthquake in Sichuan's official circles brought lawsuits to Beijing, but Ye Zhikui trusted Mr. Wu and gave him his full support.

Mr. Wu not only actively responded to this recruitment, but also took the opportunity to recruit and promote a large number of young and promising generals, and gradually gained a foothold in Sichuan.

Then his ruthless methods were revealed, and he began to search around for the old and young of the former Qing Dynasty. He did not let go of any wrongdoings. His heads were rolled over, and Sichuan was stained with blood. Those officials who were dismissed by him were so frightened that they hid in their homes and dared not go out. He secretly regretted that he sued for impeachment before, and also obediently sent the embezzled silver taels to the governor's mansion.

Sichuan's officialdom was completely clean, and it dared not slack off in the military government's recruitment order. It became the province with the largest number of recruits in the south, reaching 3 in one fell swoop. If Mr. Wu tried his best to stop, the number would be even higher.

The soldiers in Sichuan were ferocious, and Ye Zhikui was overjoyed. He sent a telegram to the governors of all provinces, asking them to learn more from Sichuan. If the other provinces did not meet the requirements, Sichuan soldiers would not have to enter Beijing, and they could just garrison Sichuan.

This move really scared the governors of the provinces around Sichuan to sweat secretly. With so many troops stationed in Sichuan, can they sleep?Helpless can only change from obedience to obedience to strong support.

The recruiting work has just become normalized, and the provincial governors dare not give their best support. The military government's plan of 20 recruits has finally been carried out vigorously all over the country. .

Volume Two, The Wind and Cloud in the Capital, Chapter [-], Sink the Russian Fleet

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June 1895, 6, was called the turning point of the Sino-Russian War by later historians, and the disaster day of the Imperial Far East Fleet by Russian historians. long song. (Please remember me)

Russia, a mad dog that bites people everywhere, was beaten up by Western European countries and had to set its sights on the rich East. The momentum of biting all the way was finally contained after this day.

On the evening of June 6th, the weather in the distant Vladivostok was still a bit cold. The sea breeze caressed the sea surface and made waves, but the Russian Pacific Fleet docked at the port of Vladivostok was still very lively. The ships were brightly lit and festooned everywhere. , full of festive atmosphere.

And in the Russian military club on the shore, a couple of men and women dressed in gorgeous clothes, accompanied by beautiful dance music, carnivaled to their heart's content." They were celebrating the birthday of Admiral Vezofort of the Russian Pacific Fleet.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's have a toast to our honorable general." A well-dressed young officer held a goblet high, jumped onto the table, and shouted excitedly.

Everyone raised their glasses and touched each other, and there was a pleasant sound of glass colliding in the audience, and then they drank it all in one gulp.

The young officer stood on the table and began to dance while taking off his clothes. The dance music became passionate and high-pitched. While screaming, the ladies writhed excitedly and threw some pastries on the table.

The carnival started, the lights flickered on and off, couples of men and women found their targets, embraced each other, and danced a wild close-fitting dance.

There was a sensual smell in the air, and it was already late at night when they were full of wine and food. They each hugged their partners, found a random place, and started to fuck.

How did the Russians know that while they were having fun, under the cover of thick night, the Beiyang Fleet, led by Guan Dai Lin Taizeng, had sneaked close to the Russian warship moored at the port.

On the flagship battleship Zhenyuan, Lin Taizeng stared at his pocket watch with a calm expression. The navy officers and soldiers behind him were nervously preparing for various attacks. The torpedoes and shells were installed and ready, waiting for his orders.

According to the pre-negotiated combat policy, after the torpedo fleet, cruisers and gunboats arrived at the designated positions, each ship would fire suddenly at zero o'clock. The torpedo fleet would lurk on the way back to the port of the Russian fleet, and then launch the torpedoes.

In Vladivostok, the Russian army didn’t even turn on the searchlights. Under the influence of the officers, a few leisurely duty sentries were also drinking and punching, having a great time.

"Mitenka, you've lost, it's your turn to drink."

While cursing, Mitenka picked up a bottle of vodka and poured it into his mouth.

"Vanka, you haven't seen the general's wife. She is beautiful, big and white, and it must be enjoyable to touch. The general must be enjoying it now, but we little soldiers still have to watch the night here."

"The general is five or sixty years old, can it work? How about we sneak into the club tonight to have a look, those officers must be very drunk now."

Mitenka's eyes lit up, and he said with a sinister smile, "Let's crawl in from the backyard, how about we run out immediately after we've had a good time. Don't worry, they definitely won't be able to tell who it is."

Hearing this, Wanka threw the wine bottle away, stood up, rubbed his hands together, and under the stimulation of the alcohol, he was clearly agitated and already moved.

"Wait, what's that?" Mitenka pointed to the brilliant and beautiful sparks in the distance, and then a shocking sound came, and dense shells fell and exploded all around.

Wanka reacted, and shouted in horror: "It's an enemy attack, hurry up and sound the alarm."

In the club, the sound of rumbling guns came from the direction of the port, startling all the men and women who were fighting, followed by deafening explosions, and countless lights flashed outside the window one after another.

Alexeyev let go of Mrs. Vyzoft from his arms. "What's the matter?" he shouted.

At this time, the dance floor was already in chaos, people panicked and hid everywhere, the ladies also lost their usual elegance, screaming and terrified continuously.

At this time, the hero appeared again. The young officer who jumped on the table just now jumped onto the table naked and announced loudly: "Everyone, everybody, don't panic, this is our fleet's celebration. General Weezofert's birthday salute."

The ladies who were screaming just now returned to their original state immediately, let out a long breath, raised their proud heads again, and held up their goblets, as if the previous scene was just an illusion.

Just when they were about to continue their indulgence after a false alarm, there was another burst of cannon fire, more violent than last time, and the flames were brighter.

Everyone looked at the naked hero intently, full of surprises and ecstasy.

The center of his eyes was a little taken aback, and he was a little confused.

At this moment, a soldier ran in panting and reported, "Our fleet was attacked by the enemy."

"What?" There was a bang, and the glasses in everyone's hands fell to the ground in shock.

There was a bang, the ground shook, and the windows shattered.

Ah... I was really sneak attacked.

The men and women in the club panicked, as if they had just woken up from a dream, and ran out in panic.

Alekseev shouted: "Quickly, return to the warships and organize counterattacks."

It's so cool, this is a portrayal of the true mood of the Beiyang officers and soldiers at this moment.

The Russian fleet is decorated with lights and festoons. In the dark night, he is simply a living target. He is more attractive than a stripped prostitute. How long should we wait now?

After a few rounds of gunfire, two Russian battleships and a cruiser were immediately scrapped. The sound of fire and explosions on the enemy ship caused bursts of cheers from the navy officers and soldiers.

"Launch" the torpedo chief officer roared.

Almost at the same time, there was a sound of sharp bubbles and water spray, and thick torpedoes were fired from each ship, riding the waves, and quickly headed towards the Russian ship.

Boom

When the expected explosion sound came, everyone was shocked, and there was a burst of low cheers in the cabin.