Master Yuan, start!

Because there was no social revolution, relying solely on Yuan Shikai as a strong man would be like a flash in the pan for the Alexander Empire, which would eventually die out and be counterattacked by feudal forces.

If we want to change the current situation in China, we can only put forward a program that is both foresighted and feasible, and use this program to gather a large number of like-minded friends.

Only then can we pull old China out of the muddy road of feudal swamp and onto the broad road of industry.

Seeing that the vast majority of people expressed their opposition, Yuan Xiangcheng calmly took out a piece of dog skin from under the map on the battle table and took out a paper boat from his arms.

Yuan Xiangcheng pointed at the yellow dog skin and said, "This is like a hot air balloon with yellow dynamite." Yuan Xiangcheng then reached for the paper boat and said, "This is like a naval fleet!"

There was a "pop" sound!

Yuan Xiangcheng slapped the dog skin on Shanhaiguan in the battle map.

"Well, can we take Shanhaiguan?" Yuan Xiangcheng asked with bright eyes.

"Yes, 4 national defense troops can take it without any effort." Sheng Fei replied.

Yuan Xiangcheng placed the paper boat in his hand on the Bohai Sea near Shanhaiguan, with the bow facing the pass:

"Well, can we take Shanhaiguan?"

"Yes, but it's not our navy." Wang Shizhen replied helplessly.

"With this and this, can we take Shanhaiguan without any problems?!" Yuan Xiangcheng stacked the dog skin and paper boat together and asked the eight people in the tent.

Wang Shizhen quickly bowed and said, "Excuse me, Chief Instructor, what are your plans?"

Chapter 142 Shanhaiguan has always been...

Yuan Xiangcheng smiled slightly, opened his lips slightly, and uttered shocking words:

"The South China Sea Fleet will not fire."

This sentence frightened several people so much that they stood up immediately. The commanders of several towns looked at each other, wondering what the chief instructor was up to.

"Chief Instructor, why do you say that?" Sheng Fei asked the question that everyone present wanted to ask.

Yuan Xiangcheng remained silent, holding the paper boat, turning it back and forth between his hands. In an instant, he turned the paper boat back into a one-foot square piece of letter paper.

In the light of candlelight, you can still seem to see the tiny calligraphy written on it.

"This is a letter from Liu Buchan, the commander of the right wing of the South China Sea Fleet. He said that at 3:30 am this morning, there would be an artillery bombardment of the military camp on the east bank of the Shizi River, and asked me to prepare in advance.

Wei Ting's entry into the pass to eliminate the evildoers is truly destiny. Although it is difficult to disobey the order, the Dingyuan warships must fire, but Bu Chan is suffering from the torment of internal strife. I only ask Wei Ting to transfer the army to protect our Chinese soldiers."

After reading these words, Yuan Xiangcheng was also quite emotional.

Liu Buchan went to Europe when he was young and stayed there for 4 years. It was almost the most important period of his life when he shaped his own values, world outlook, values ​​and outlook on life under the influence of European nationalist thoughts.

So naturally, he was furious with Yuan Xiangcheng and praised his move of leading his troops to Luoyang.

However, ideology is ideology and business is business. The fact that he was able to give Yuan Shikai a break was due to a considerable amount of practical interests involved.

Sheng Fei was still straightforward and pointed out the loophole in Liu Buchan's words without waiting for Yuan Xiangcheng to explain: "Chief Instructor, Liu Buchan is a Fujianese, and for no reason he said he would let us go.

I'm afraid it's used to paralyze us, so when the Wehrmacht really charges, they might just bombard us."

Although the others did not say anything, most of them meant the same thing.

Why should we believe Liu Buchan?

"Are you from Fujian?" Sheng Fei asked Wang Shizhen.

"No." Wang Shizhen replied.

"Are you from Fujian?" Sheng Fei asked another staff officer and also got a negative answer.

"No"

"Chief Instructor, are you from Fujian?" Sheng Fei asked knowingly.

"I, Yuan Xiangcheng, was born in Xiangcheng County, Chenzhou Prefecture, Henan Province. How could I be from Fujian?"

"That's right, Chief Instructor. There may be Fujianese among the soldiers of the National Defense Army, but the commanders of the six regiments, including you, the Chief Instructor, were all born north of the Yangtze River. What does that have to do with Fujianese?"

"Liu Buchan will help because he needs my help." Yuan Xiangcheng said leisurely with a flicker in his eyes.

When the people in the tent heard this, they were even more surprised and confused. Why would the commander-in-chief of the Huai Army Navy be related to the chief instructor? One is in the South China Sea and the other is in Korea. It seems a bit too far away.

Yuan Xiangcheng unpacked the story: "Last year, when the South China Sea Fleet was cruising East Asia, it stopped at Inchon. At that time, I promised Liu Buchan to equip the South China Sea Fleet with more than a dozen patrol gunboats.

Although Li Hongzhang was not short of money, he would most likely choose to build more artillery batteries or train more new troops.

Without the support of the Qing court, he might not have spent millions of taels of silver to buy a ship, not to mention that he had already bought many ships before.

In his eyes, gunboats might not be as good as artillery batteries, at least the latter would not capsize. Therefore, Liu Buchan was naturally anxious when he saw that the South China Sea Fleet had not been replenished for a long time.

"So the chief instructor used the patrol gunboat and bought Liu Buchan a high-end cannon?" Wang Shizhen asked hurriedly.

"Yes and no." Yuan Xiangcheng smiled. "When Liu Buchan and I discussed the gunboat, I just wanted to sell it to a good company and train some naval talents for our national defense army."

Everyone nodded in agreement after hearing this. The chief instructor was right in thinking this way. It is much faster to lay eggs by borrowing chickens than to wait for your own chickens to grow up.

"However, who would have thought that at the end of last year, just after the patrol gunboat arrived at the port, it encountered the dispute between the emperor and the empress in the capital." When he said this, Yuan Xiangcheng smiled silently.

He thought about intensifying the conflict between Cixi and Guangxu, but he didn't expect it to develop so quickly and explode without any intensification.

"Before I left, I wrote to Liu Buchan, asking him to come to Incheon to receive these gunboats, and then I would lead my troops westward." Yuan Xiangcheng looked eastward at the deep and quiet Bohai Sea. "Now that half of the South China Sea Fleet's warships are gathered at Shanhaiguan, I'm afraid he didn't have time to take those gunboats away."

"So, what Liu Buchan said is true. Will he really let us go?"

After listening to Yuan Xiangcheng's explanation, Sheng Fei's expression showed both joy and anger, and he could no longer suppress his inner excitement.

Duan Zhigui and Wang Zhanyuan secretly thought that he was worthy of being the chief instructor, with wisdom in his hands and the ability to decide the outcome in the court. They were afraid that if Xifengkou was not broken through, Shanhaiguan would not be able to stop the National Defense Army.

Jin Weidong's expression remained unchanged, but upon closer inspection, one could see that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Wang Shizhen had long since blocked out external sounds, his eyes fixed on the battle map, as if he was calculating how to completely wipe out the Qing army.

Upon seeing this, Yuan Xiangcheng walked out of the central military tent leisurely and watched the moon move eastward.

"Everyone return to your own town and wake up the soldiers." Yuan Xiangcheng said to the central military tent, then jumped on his horse and headed towards the hot air balloon camp.

"Yes!"

The National Defense Army camp on the east bank of the Shizi River quickly came to life, and tens of thousands of soldiers crossed the river and moved to the west bank at the urging of their superiors.

The heads of the kitchen tents took advantage of the army's transfer to light matches on the west bank in advance and ignite the Pyongyang coal blocks that had been prepared in advance.

He put a large iron pot on the table, used a pickaxe to break the ice on the Stone River, took out fresh water, poured it into the pot and started to boil it.

In less than ten minutes, the big pot was steaming.

"Finally, I don't have to eat cold food anymore and can eat something hot."

When the water boiled, the Wehrmacht soldiers took out the dry, hard, cold dough from their bags.

Throw it all into boiling hot water.

After a while, the bubbling hot steam made the noodles roll on the surface of the pot. The soldiers who saw this scene swallowed their saliva at the same time.

The head of the kitchen sprinkled a piece of salt on the food, stirred it vigorously, and then shouted, "Dinner is ready!"

The soldiers hurriedly gathered together, took out flat wooden bowls from their bags, and lined up in an orderly manner, waiting for the tent leader to serve them food.

Although S was anxious, they knew the war was urgent and did not make much noise.

O Looking into the distance, this hot scene in winter was being played out everywhere in the Wehrmacht camp.

"Chief Instructor, you can't go up!" Ming Ye, Wang Shizhen and other staff officers stopped Yuan Xiangcheng and prevented him from boarding the hot air balloon.

"Why can't I go up?" Yuan Xiangcheng took off his military uniform and put on a simple life-saving shoulder harness made from pig and cow bladders. He stretched his neck and said, "Isn't this life-saving shoulder harness quite suitable?"

"The chief instructor is the hope of the entire army and all the soldiers. If anything goes wrong, wouldn't it be..." Wang Shizhen didn't know why, but after staying with Sheng Fei for a long time, he also developed the habit of speaking his mind.

At this moment, more than a dozen balloon soldiers surrounded the hot air balloon. They slowed down their actions and watched the chief instructor personally moving things and busying himself up and down.

"Mingye, he doesn't know me, but you don't know me either?" Yuan Xiangcheng continued to move his hands, continuously loading packages of yellow explosives onto the balloon basket. "My eyesight can see people's faces from a hundred meters away. With such a perfect opportunity, who else could do it but me?"

9. This is indeed a talent that Yuan Xiangcheng gained after traveling through time. It was also with the help of these piercing eyes that Yuan Xiangcheng discovered that the person in the Forbidden City was a fake Guangxu.

"This..." Mingye was a little at a loss for a moment and didn't know what to say.

Yuan Xiangcheng was not gambling, he was very confident.

The muskets of the Jiashen Fourth Army were Schneider 1866 purchased from the Huai Army. The range of this gun was only 200 meters and the initial velocity was only 300m/s. After the improvement, the minimum altitude of the hot air balloon was more than 200 meters.

Bullets shot upwards pose no threat to the hot air balloon. As for the cannons on the Shanhaiguan city wall, not to mention the problem of low angle and inability to fire at the air.

Third, even if the muzzle can be pointed upwards, can a shell weighing several kilograms fly 200 meters into the sky?

This is the real world, not a fantasy world, and we have to talk about physics.

Seeing that Yuan Shikai refused to give in, Wang Shizhen could only wait anxiously on the side, and even considered whether to forcibly knock the chief instructor unconscious and abduct him.

As the dispute escalated, more and more National Defense Army soldiers gathered around the group, not only balloon soldiers, but also ordinary soldiers who were attracted by Yuan Shikai when they were packing up to go to the front line.

As more and more people gathered, the pressure on Mingye and Wang Shizhen increased.

Seeing this, Yuan Xiangcheng pushed Ming and Wang aside and shouted to the soldiers gathered around him:

Over the past 500 years, Shanhaiguan and its surroundings have been the scene of dozens of large-scale wars. The merits and demerits of these wars are difficult to discern, but historians have all noted that it was this small pass that determined the rise and fall of dynasties over the centuries. This is why there has been a saying since ancient times that one could enter the pass from this point and conquer the Central Plains.

That year, Dorgon ordered the Eight Banners Army to divide into two groups to encircle Shanhaiguan and march south. The day after Wu Sangui shaved his head and changed his clothes, Li Zicheng saw the Qing army approaching and rashly marched eastward.

In April of the 17th year of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty, it was at Pianshi on the bank of Shanhaiguan that Wu Sangui, together with the Eight Banners soldiers, attacked King Chuang and won a great victory.

From then on, the gates of the Central Plains were wide open, and the landscape changed dramatically."

Yuan Xiangcheng recited the principal's famous saying with his eyes fixed on it, after making some minor changes. Every word was clear and heartfelt.

The soldiers surrounding him were also infected by Yuan Xiangcheng's emotions. Their eyes turned red and their fists clenched, as if they were on the battlefield of the late Ming Dynasty, fighting against the wild boars.

After a rough look, Yuan Xiangcheng felt that the army's morale was good.

This is the benefit of promoting cultural courses in the military. At least the soldiers know why they are fighting, instead of just being muddle-headed military slaves who collect salaries.

A literate soldier may not be a match for an illiterate strongman fighting alone, but a literate army will definitely defeat an illiterate and uneducated armed force.

"Now that four centuries have passed, the offensive and defensive positions have changed. No matter what, 4 Tiger Guards versus 4 local militiamen, the advantage is mine!

Time waits for no one, we must enter the pass and head south to recover our Han territory!"

Yuan Xiangcheng drew out his bright sword and slashed at the back of his head.

"bass!"

There was a gentle sound of a knife blade cutting through fine hair.