Travel through the Qing Dynasty and become emperor

Zhang Zuolin took two puffs of dry cigarettes, and said to Yang Yuting, the chief of staff beside him, "Has the emperor's palace been arranged?"

Yang Yuting, known as Xiao Zhuge, was the number one adviser around Zhang Zuolin, and he had the best understanding of the commander in chief. He bent down slightly and whispered, "Commander, we are one step too late. The emperor has arranged it, and the location is in the camp of the Central Army."

"Oh?" Zhang Zuolin's brows were immediately tightened, and the veins on his forehead kept popping. After a long silence, he said, "I do everything before others. I didn't expect that this time it would be Zhang Yu. That young man was plotted, who the hell wouldn’t want to circle around the emperor every day. But it’s not a big deal, it’s the mule or the horse that led it out, so the Eastern Expeditionary Army must seize the Winter Palace before the Central Army ! Who the hell if Lao Zhang loses me, then don’t blame me for turning his back on me!”

"Yes!" Everyone present had expressions of fear on their faces, they knew that Zhang Zuolin was definitely not scaremongering.

Meanwhile, at a school near the Augusta Bridge.Sergey Ivanov, chief of the army's general staff, was walking back and forth non-stop, and a group of staff officers stood beside him. They looked at their commander quietly, hoping that he could give an update on the current situation as soon as possible. own order.

"Gu Liuxijin, how many reserves do we have?" Ivanov glanced at Lieutenant General Gu Liuxijin, the chief of staff standing beside him.

"We...we only have the 9th and 30th Infantry Divisions in our hands now." Gu Liuxijin replied with a sad face.

"Now is not the time to worry, you immediately gather all the reserve forces and tell Zabarski, the leader of the team, that he must assist the defensive officers and soldiers around the Augusta Bridge, and no matter what, Chinese troops cannot rush in. .There is the key point, there is no room for loss. Absolutely no room for loss!” After speaking, he sighed heavily, his expression extremely tired.

"Just received the information that the Polish reinforcements have already embarked on the journey to St. Petersburg this morning, but they are afraid of the German army stationed on the Russian border, so they can only make a detour, and their division commander Kurt Meyer The call said they'd be here in 16 hours."

"16 hours?" After listening to his officer's report, Ivanov fell into a slightly better mood again: "No! It's too late! Once the Augusta Bridge is captured, the Chinese army will soon reach the bottom. The Winter Palace, we must arrive here within 3 hours at the latest! Tell them that we have reached the most dangerous time, and we need their reinforcements!" After speaking, he sighed heavily. "Our fate is in his hands!"

Half an hour later, Zabarski led reinforcements to the Augusta Bridge, but he was stunned by the sight in front of him.Because in front of his eyes is no longer the majestic railway bridge in the photo.The bridge deck made of cement is already full of large and small bomb craters.The steel rails have become twisted under the action of external force.Burnt wood ties and yellow shell casings were piled up in disorder.The strong smell of gunpowder smoke mixed with the stench of dead bodies made Zabarski gag.They arrived here for a long time and didn't see a few people, as if all the defenders here were dead.Go forward about 300 meters.The occasional gunshots let all of them know that they were getting closer to the battlefield.And this time they finally saw the living person.Four people limped towards them, their bodies covered in white dust.There was blood on his face.They were carrying a stretcher, and the white stretcher poles had been blackened by smoke.

"Which unit are you from?" Zabarski's adjutant stopped the men and asked.

"Sir! The 49rd Infantry Regiment of the 12th Division, No. [-] Infantry Company [-]rd Platoon Leader Hozart is reporting to you that we have just come down from the position." A man in officer uniform walked towards Zabarsky military salute.

"What's going on here?" Zabarsky asked, pointing to a wounded man on a stretcher.

"Our brigade commander was injured in the battle just now. We are going to send him back!" the second lieutenant said loudly.

"How many people are there in your brigade?" Zabarsky asked, frowning.

"No, there are only a few of us left." Holt pointed around and shrugged his shoulders slightly.

"You mean that all the brigades were killed?" Zabarski looked a little surprised after hearing what the other party said. He pointed to the people around him and asked involuntarily.

"Yes, sir. Now there are only a few of us left. If there is nothing else, then we will go down first!" After speaking, Holt gave him a military salute again...

Although the arrival of Zabarsky's troops stimulated the morale of the Russian defenders to a certain extent, it also greatly stimulated Tang Yulin's fighting spirit. Under his command, he soon launched a more violent attack.Shells of various calibers began to rain down on the opposite Russian defenders' positions, and the majestic Augusta Bridge trembled under the artillery fire.Black smoke covered the sky, and the sun became like a blood clot.

Tang Yulin's eyes were reddened long ago, and his face was blackened by gunpowder smoke. He stood up and used it, waving the pistol and shouted at the brothers behind him: "The big nose can't stand it anymore, whoever is a man, now follow me!" I rush over!" With a bang, all the Chinese soldiers stood up, facing the solid offensive of the Russian army, they started the craziest attack in the world.

The entire division is divided into several columns, each column has 500 people, the distance between the teams is 70 meters, and the distance between each person is 5 meters.The soldiers put bright bayonets on their rifles, and some even took off their coats to expose their upper bodies in the ice and snow.

"Rush!" Tang Yulin pulled out his saber violently and swung it forward vigorously.Accompanied by a burst of bright sword light, the Chinese soldiers on the ground simultaneously let out thunderous roars.Then everyone began to move forward according to the formation of the team, like a huge black forest quickly pressing towards the Russian army's position at the other end of the bridge.

"Get ready to shoot!" Zabarsky ordered his soldiers loudly, drawing out his pistol as he said.Tang Yulin's team soon came to a distance of about 300 meters from the Russian army, but Zabarsky still did not give the order to fire, and did not even use the mortar used to suppress it.At this time, Tang Yulin waved the command knife in his hand again, "Come on!" With an order, the Chinese soldiers began to rush quickly.In an instant, the original forest turned into a raging and monstrous wave, and a huge roar burst out from the crowd.Seeing like an avalanche, the crowd shouted and rushed closer and closer.

"Shoot!" Zabarsky yelled, and at the same time pulled the trigger of his pistol, "Da da da!" Dozens of machine guns sprayed orange flames from the muzzles, and the Chinese soldiers rushing in front responded. He fell down, but the turbulent crowd behind him rushed over quickly.

Seeing that the enemy was getting closer and closer, the momentum was unstoppable even by bullets and artillery fire. The hands of the Russian soldiers began to tremble, and some of them could not help but move their bodies backwards, "They are not humans, they are devils!"

Suddenly, Zabarski felt a fierce gunshot sounded from behind. When he looked back, he was frightened out of his wits and saw a black army approaching from behind, "Chinese, Chinese again... "

"General, what should we do!" An adjutant asked in a crying voice.

"The Chinese are rushing up!" Many soldiers exclaimed.Tang Yulin's troops had already engaged in battle with the Russians at the front, and the Chinese army behind them was getting closer.

"General, let's surrender, Russia is over..." the adjutant knelt down and begged.

"Bastard! We are the last line of defense of the empire. We can only fight to the death and never surrender!" After saying this, Zabarski seemed to have exhausted his last ounce of energy. He slowly sat on the ground with his eyes closed. The inside is empty and lifeless, it seems that the war in front of him has nothing to do with him...

Soaring Brilliance: For Whom the Bell Tolls in World War I Chapter 3

Tiny snow particles cover the dry autumn grass on both sides of the Neva River.In the cold wind, Li Muzhuo led his Mongolian cavalry division to the last fortification of the Winter Palace.

The guards, waiting for the order to counterattack, stood silently in the bunker. Iron cups filled with vodka spirits were passed silently in the hands of officers and soldiers. There was no laughter, no voice, only the occasional sound of iron cups or guns The knocking sound.Remezov and others stared at the end of the Neva River Avenue. The approaching enemy, even the enemy's horses and weapons, could be clearly seen.

"Signal, prepare to counterattack." Remezov calmly said to the messenger.

"Whoo, whoosh!" Two signal flares rose from the trench, and the Russian army's position boiled instantly. With the earth-shattering roar of artillery, there were bursts of shouts of "Ulla!" and "Ulla!" from a thousand throats. The sound seemed to fly from the sky, and seemed to burst from the ground. With an overwhelming momentum, it hit everyone's eardrums, and it merged with the sound of the cannon, shaking people's hearts!

Remezov gave an order, and the soldiers jumped out of the bunker one by one, started skirmishing, and rushed to the street covered with a layer of snow particles.Suddenly, the machine gun on the other side rang out, and strings of orange-red flames flashed in the dimness. The sound of "Ulla" stopped abruptly, and a row of charging soldiers fell on the street. Some lay down and shot, some were wounded, moaning and wriggling, and some ran back.Immediately afterwards, the second batch of Russian troops rushed out of the bunker again, shouting and rushing towards the opposite side. Many people had already fought hand-to-hand with the Chinese cavalry, and there was another round of bullets and another round of ebb tide...

Although the Russian army is extremely brave, the number of Chinese cavalry divisions is more than ten times that of theirs, and their weapons and equipment far exceed them. After getting rid of the troubles of street fighting, the Mongolian cavalry is like a wild horse running away Just shoot with a gun, and when you get close, you have to use a saber to harvest the lives of the Russians. The 1000-man Russian Guards soon left less than 200 people.

At this moment, a man rushed out of the bunker, wearing the rank of major, and ran towards the retreating soldiers, shouting loudly as he ran: "Soldiers! Don't let the Chinese scare you! Behind us is the Winter Palace. Can we let the Chinese pass by us? Come on! Go on!" He grabbed the arms of the two soldiers beside him, held one person in each arm, and rushed forward.The soldiers on their left and right were stunned for a moment, and then one, two; ten or dozens simply put their guns behind their backs, forming a human wall, and walked towards the Mongolian cavalry on the opposite side.Immediately after the first row of human walls, the second row, third row, and fourth row appeared. , This is more like military training, they are queuing up for inspection.I don't know who in the team took the lead, and then the two hundred throats sang a battle song together: Come on!devil!Your existence will add more foreshadowing and surprises to my life movement!

How would miracles happen without you!

bring it on!fail!How can I become a dazzling diamond without your training!

bring it on!My weakness!How can I be strong if I can't see you!

bring it on!opponent!Without your participation, who am I competing with!Without your participation, how can my potential be stimulated!

The war has come, the air is full of tension, tears are running across the mother's face, the motherland is behind, the enemy's footsteps are heard in the distance, the earth is trembling, it is time to defend justice, the blood has already surged, on the dry branches The last leaf was knocked down by the cold wind, and the lightning tore through the heavy black curtain in the distance. Look, it was the passionate Russian soldiers advancing!

The singing was swirling on the empty Neva River, accompanied by the sound of rumbling guns, which alone showed a kind of sad gun, majestic penetrating power, and a deterrent force that looked at death as home.

The machine gun on the other side rang out, and the people walking in the first row fell down unsteadily, but their arms were still tightly linked together, and none of them ran back.The formation of the second row of the crowd was not scattered, the pace was not chaotic, and the singing continued, and they walked forward step by step with tight arms.The machine guns were still spewing flames, and where the first row fell, the second row fell again, and two rows of pedestrian posts were raised on the smooth street.But after the two pedestrian posts, the third row of human walls came up again... The machine guns were still firing, but they could hear a little trembling.

The corpses of two hundred soldiers fell on the ground, and the blood quickly solidified and froze. Li Muzhuo waved his hand to signal the soldiers to stop shooting, and he urged his horse to come to the Russian corpses. When he raised his head, his expression was a bit sad.

The Russian troops stationed at the Augusta Bridge were completely annihilated by the Chinese army. Tang Yulin's troops and Liao Zhong's troops joined together. Tang Yulin thumped Liao Zhong on the shoulder: "You boy is so fucking good, frightened!" I didn't even think about killing Big Nose back."

Liao Zhong said with a smile: "Big Tang, you are really not smart if you are stupid. We came here from the Trinity Cathedral. You forgot the commander's deployment yesterday?"

Tang Yulin touched the back of his head and chuckled: "It's still our master who has two tricks."

"Yes." Liao Zhong leaned closer to Tang Yulin and said, "However, our emperor is the most brilliant."

"Oh?" Tang Yulin froze for a moment: "You mean..."

"That's why I say you are a pure old man. With such a big head, you usually know how to fight and kill, but you don't know anything about politics." Liao Zhong's face became more and more mysterious.

"Don't be naughty, boy, talk quickly if you have something to say, and let go of your fart if you have something to say!" Tang Yulin hates people talking around the bush, but he has always been more curious than anyone else, and the more secrets he wants to know, the more he wants to know.

"Have you ever thought about it, Russia is at the end of its strength, and the 200 million standing troops in the country have been killed and captured by the Chinese army, leaving only one St. Petersburg..."

"Yeah, what's the matter?"

"Big Tang, let me ask you, can our Eastern Expeditionary Army with 10,000+ lions take St. Petersburg?"

Tang Yulin rolled his eyes and said, "Let's not talk about our Eastern Expedition, even me and my brothers can level this place."

"I believe it. But have you ever thought that our Eastern Expeditionary Army alone can do it, why does the emperor send the Central Army?"

This sentence stunned Tang Yulin. "Yeah, I wonder about this too. Cough, don't be a fool, you kid, just say it."