Beiyang new warlord

"Damn it, the lightest one weighs a few hundred catties! It's more than ten miles behind, and the other end is still going to fight and attack the mountains, so give it a try!"

"It's really impossible, let the North Korean soldiers of the Lee family from Xiongjin go! Such a head-on charge will cause too many casualties!"

There was a big bruise on his forehead, he probably went to create a super long spear array himself, wiped the bloody and sweaty stains on his face, Geng Zhongming moaned resentfully, but his words were obtained by several regiment leaders resonance.

Different from those other generals who were grassroots under his command, these Dongjiang soldiers were really trained as personal soldiers. Even if they were all Mao Jue's personal soldiers, they were trained with them, eating and living with them. Looking at the soldiers under their command There are many casualties, who doesn't feel distressed?

However, before Liu Han and Shen Rong could express their views, a soft hum suddenly sounded from behind.

"You are Lao Tzu's personal soldiers. Hundred-trained personal soldiers who are fed with full pay and rations. If you encounter some hard bones that you can't gnaw on yourself, you still want to use others to back up the steel. Are you going to have any fucking promise?"

"General?"

Startled suddenly, he turned his head to see Mao Jue leading the guards over with a dark face, all faces were dull, the five regiments led a military salute and knelt down, and said ashamedly.

"The last general is incompetent, please punish the general!"

"Bullshit, cut you off, he Maeda Lichang committed suicide, I have already cut it down, what I want is Yunmu Mountain, what I want is victory! Fuck it!"

"But Lord General, the casualties are too great for beating so hard!"

In several bloody battles in Nagasaki City, more than 400 people were lost at most at one time, but after fighting all morning, his fourth regiment had more than 100 casualties, and Shen Rong kowtowed with red eyes.

"Isn't the purpose of editing and training those Li Chao people to be cannon fodder?"

Fortunately, there are no outsiders here, what Shen Rong said is true enough, and several other regiment leaders looked over with deep approval, but Mao Jue's face showed a little helplessness, and Pang Pang Hai who followed next to him followed Explained speechlessly.

"Maeda Mitsutaka's troops have already returned from the south, and the two regiments of Xiongjin were transferred by the general to stop them. Although Hino fell into the general's tricks, we still have to keep people to guard against him, right?"

"It's a little difficult for me to raise soldiers for a thousand days, so you should give me a hard time! If you really fight against the elites of the Eastern captivity in the future, where can you find cannon fodder?"

"You can't do it, I will go up in person, I don't believe it, a small Yunmu Mountain can trap me, Mao Jue!"

Roaring angrily again, he stretched out his hand to hold the knife, Mao Jue was really going to rush up the mountain in a rage, and the several regiments who saw him hurriedly stopped him again.

"General, calm down! Give the last general another chance, and in another hour, if you can't take this Yunmu Mountain, the last general will come to see you!"

"General, forcing the soldiers to fight hard like this will damage the general's prestige! General! Let the last general go for this black pot, and the last general has a plan!"

No matter how Shen Rong and the others were pulling Mao Jue's sleeves behind, they couldn't catch up with Su Changmei, a fat man with a blocked stomach and lost his way. He slapped Fatty Su on the forehead angrily.

"You are a fire-headed army, what kind of mess are you making here, let me get out of the way!"

"General!"

Just like the monkey head in front of Patriarch Bodhi, Mao Jue slapped his face angrily, but Fatty Su was amused, holding his fists with a smile.

"Don't underestimate the fire-headed army of the last general!"

After fighting all morning, the disadvantages of Dongjiang were exposed again. The equipment crushed so many battles. Except for the battle of Dalinghe, which was a desperate battle, the rest of the battle went too smoothly. The Dongjiang army really didn't fight anything. Fighting hard, hiding in the hillside ditch, looking at the Yunmu Temple where the Maeda family's main formation is entrenched in the forest, looking at the corpses of comrades in arms scattered on the road, each and every soldier of Tieyi couldn't help but show fear .

Tired all morning, everyone was also hungry, at this time, the back-up gang leaders finally came up with the pot, gathered together to eat while shouting, and when the pot was opened, the general sergeants were annoyed by lighting it up again.

"Where's the canned food?"

Although it is field food, there are canned fish from the Dongjiang River wherever you go for dinner, and sometimes chicken, which is always the pride of the Dongjiang Army. There was only a pile of pickled radishes left, and the tired and hungry sergeant was really dissatisfied.

But amidst the yelling, a disdainful snort sounded from behind.

"Return the can, save it! I'll eat this from now on!"

"General Su! Why?"

Seeing Su Changmei walking over worrying about her stomach, a whistle chief of the fourth regiment couldn't hold back, jumped up and questioned angrily, but Su Changmei turned his face when he heard this.

"Why? That's what the dwarves above eat. What do you eat? Fruits and vegetables, beef, mutton, fish, and meat in different styles! You fucking eat better than the landlords! You don't need it when you need it! It's delicious and delicious. What's the use of raising you!"

After reprimanding, the fat man folded his arms like a villain.

"Anyway, you guys won't be able to fight this one. At night, the general will be annoyed, and I will make such a suggestion again. You will eat this in the future. It's useless anyway!"

The faces of people who were really angry after this cynicism all swelled up, but the army is a place where strength is valued. The food is comparable to that of the landlords, but the fighting is as virtuous as the poor soldiers in front. These iron and righteous soldiers have nothing to say. They could only gather together, holding rice balls in their hands, gnashing their teeth on the radishes one by one, making a crunching sound. Unknowingly, the originally low morale gradually picked up.

No matter how messed up the lunch is, these people will hold back their anger.

"Don't say it, there are two tricks!"

Su Changmei walked around the three-faced mountain in a nasty way, Mao Jue nodded appreciatively, saying that he was fat and he was panting, and this guy was just having fun with his arms crossed triumphantly.

"The general often asks us to learn some culture. The Three Kingdoms is not for nothing. Didn't Cao Cao use the grain officer to settle the military grievances? General, is my grain officer useful?"

What he is talking about is an allusion of Cao Cao. When he attacked Wancheng, Cao Cao's army was short of food, so he asked the grain officer to reduce the distribution of food, which made the army complain. The unlucky food officer was chopped off, and he took his head and told his subordinates that he was greedy for the food!The prime minister's insightful eyes have dealt with him!So everyone hated the grain officer, and the army's morale went smoothly again.

But looking at the snarky appearance of this fat man, Mao Jue smiled meaningfully, and his eyes were aimed at the thick and dark neck of this guy.

"Oh? An excuse from Cao Cao? Don't say it, it's a good idea, I will remember it!"

"Uh"

Being looked at by Mao Jue, Su Changmei always had the feeling of shooting herself in the foot.

At ten o'clock in the afternoon, the general offensive began. Shouting again, the Dongjiang Army bravely rushed to the mountain gate.

Su Changmei's arrival is really useful. This time, the Tieyi army has a new weapon in their attack. It's a scapegoat!

Later generations played the game of eating chicken, all kinds of pans block bullets, and now they are actually used on the battlefield. In the astonished eyes of those Japanese iron cannon warriors, the big black pots that were black and streamer were smashed in the voice of wah ya ya Mountain.

This thing is really hateful. In amazement, hundreds of iron cannons directly greeted these pots together, but the quality of Dongjiang's things is really good, and the pots are cold forged to prevent everyone from being bumped during the march. The situation of not being able to eat happened, it was strong enough, and the iron cannon balls hit it with a ping-pong-pong-pong, except for hitting a bright light and knocking off the pot ash, they could only pass by the side. Any shield will work.

"Baozhuoyu, die! Die!"

I watched helplessly as black pots hit my eyes one by one, and then, that frightening big iron ball flew over again, and the warriors who had suffered a long time ago howled and ran around, amidst the roaring explosion, again Once, the mountain gate was robbed.

But as the vanguard rushed in, the annoying hedgehog-like ultra-long spear formation blocked up again.

This thing is no longer considered sharp, with a blunt weapon hurting, the armor can't stop it, and it's easy to say, but when a person is really facing the dense bushes of guns, the inherent fear is no matter what. Unable to restrain themselves from looking at the approaching gun array, all Dongjiang Tieyi soldiers showed expressions of fear.

However, what is more terrifying than this is that in the future, I will eat dried radishes, eat whole grains or half-cooked rice lumps every day. It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, and it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. Thinking about that day, I might as well die!

"Damn it, I ate chicken drumsticks! I drank fish soup! I gnawed on my elbow, what are you going to fight me with!"

"For cucumber scrambled eggs, fight!"

"Long live Mushu persimmons!"

Outbursts of roars broke out in fear, carrying a big iron pot, amidst the horrified yells of those spears lightly slammed into the crowd one by one, they are meat eaters, and their strength is stronger than these grass eaters. I don't know how big it is, but the weight of this iron pot is enough, and when it was put into it, it knocked down a piece of it amidst the rattling sound.