Chapter 319 They arrived north of Shanghai!
——"Bell the newspaper, sell the latest news!"
"The Qing Dynasty is gone. The emperor, the empress dowager committed suicide. Xinhua teleported the whole country and asked the provinces to surrender!"
"Sell the newspaper, we're back!"
On the banks of the Huangpu River in Shanghai, the newsboys in the British Concession are hawking one after another. In the past few days, their newspaper business has been particularly good, and even newspapers have to add more magazines and printing to meet the needs.
Whether it is foreigners, buyers and Chinese businessmen, or those young ladies who go out to hang out, they all have a share.
The Qing Dynasty has perished!
Is there anything more shocking than this?
In plain clothes, Phillyman threw a peny under the protection of the guards and took away several newspapers that had just come out today. Looking at the almost similar shocking headlines on it, he was touched.
He is not curious about the destruction of the Qing Dynasty at all. Even those who are familiar with the situation in the Far East will not feel that the Pacific Ocean, oh, it should be said that the strength of the Xinhua Army is too strong. Their stay in the Far East is like a lion entering the sheep.
So he is not concerned about the demise of the Qing Dynasty, but this time Li Mo adopted a new army tactic, yes, tactics! Although he is not an army general, he still feels palpitated.
Judging from the intermittent news, in just three days, from Lushun's departure in the evening to landing in Tianjin in the early morning, and then attacking Yanjing like lightning, with a little analysis, you can find that this Far East great change has left only one word for people, fast!
Yes, come on!
Filitman can't know what happened to Yanjing. He once went there and saw high walls. Although the soldiers of the Qing army were very useless, they could not deny that it was a huge city!
He didn't know what happened in Tianjin, because tens of thousands of Qing troops there actually surrendered without firing a shot.
But even if he excluded these crooks, he was still shocked, because Li Mo completely captured it in only three days. Instead of using traditional army tactics, he used a kind of shocking madness.
After his army landed in Tianjin, it neither unfolded nor side defense, but rushed directly to Yanjing at a crazy speed. Before that, he secretly cut off the telephone line, so that the communication from Tianjin to Yanjing took at least four hours.
And he made perfect use of it for four hours. He invested more than 20 large airships. At one time, he threw forward troops of more than 1,200 people into Yanjing City, and then used them to block all the gates of Yanjing, forcing no one there to escape.
Among them, there are some things he doesn't know, such as why the Qing army suddenly lost Deshengmen, and why tens of thousands of new troops in Tianjin surrendered, but one thing is very clear. Li Mo's Xinhua army is too fast!
If the British Imperial Army encountered such a scene, I'm afraid it would not be able to make a correct response, not to mention the command and response of the extremely backward Qing army. They originally said that the Qinwang Army would leave in three days, but they waited for ten days and did not respond, and a unit of the New Chinese Army stationed in Luzon had boarded the ship and set off. It's been a few days!
After Li Mo seized this slow opportunity again and immediately announced the death of the emperor of the Qing Dynasty and the empress dowager, the army of King Qin who was gathering was all confused, because all the people they needed to be protected had died, and even most of the members of the royal family in Yanjing were executed or disappeared, except for a few incident. At that time, the people in other places survived, and the royal family of the Qing Dynasty had completely disappeared!
The only suspense left is how much time Li Mo will take!
Phillithman believes that if he has enough airships to transport soldiers and can end the battle even before it snows, the only fortunate thing is that he doesn't have that much, and it has begun to snow in the northeast. The early blizzard may delay the war until next year.
In the newspaper, there are both praise and abuse, which seems to be in chaos like this country. Looking at the newspaper, Fellitman believes that Li Mo's footsteps have actually penetrated into Shanghai and even Guangzhou farther away.
He quickly arrived at the luxurious Shanghai Club. The Indian waiter who opened the door nodded. When he was about to go to the VIP rest area on the second floor, he suddenly found that several young people were cutting their hair at a barber stall not far ahead, and a few braids on the ground were clearly visible!
This scene made his eyes seem to be stabbed by something. After a long time, he came to his senses and walked to the VIP lounge on the second floor. As soon as he opened the door, he heard a male duck-like voice roaring.
"Gentlemen, Li Mo has occupied Yanjing, and his troops are making final preparations. Now from the northeast to Tianjin, we can't see any Qing [***] team. We must change all this!" The Russian minister in Shanghai waved a telegram, as if afraid that others would not know his rudeness.
Change? What to change?
Is it possible for everyone to tear their faces and declare war on Li Mo? In that case, the madman will laugh when he falls asleep, because he can get an excuse to fight all the way to Shanghai! Why do these Slavic idiots always humiliate the European nobles?
Filtman looked at the guy contemptuously. After nodding to everyone, he found a corner and sat down. While listening to the talk, he looked at the newspaper and drew on the newspaper with his nails from time to time.
And the Russian minister did not feel the contemptuous eyes around him at all. He talked about it again, and even proposed that he should form a coalition of various countries to go north to help the Qing Dynasty restore its rule.
God!
Yanjing, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, is dead, and the empress dowager is also dead. Do you have to find someone to support him? Is this guy crazy? And at present, the total strength of various countries in the Far East is only 30,000 to 40,000. Do you want the Far East Fleet of the British Empire to work hard?
"Gentlemen, the army of the Qing Dynasty is in confusion. They have been a little flustered after Li Mo threw out the news of the emperor's death. We must give them support immediately. I believe everyone doesn't want to see Li Mo unify the country."
The Russian minister was complacent and continued to say, "Well, do your best to support them, sell them all the arms we have now, and let them bite the dog with Li Mo!" When they rely more and more on us, as long as we guard the Yangtze River, the country can only be divided all the time.
Everyone nodded after hearing this, and only Felitman curled his lips.
Can a Yangtze River stop the rise of Xinhua?
Joke!
He put down the newspaper and just wanted to say a few words. Suddenly, the door was pushed open again, and a familiar law [***] official came in: "Guys, there is a bad news. Li Mo's marines have landed from Weihai and Yantai, and a police company stationed in Qingdao Port, which he leased, has also been captured by the Qing army. And it was also supported by naval artillery. Now, Shandong has become a mess.
"In addition, General Felitman, I think you will like this news." A trace of joke rose from the corners of the official's mouth: "They have arrived in the sea north of Shanghai, and your subordinates are sweating everywhere to find you!"
"Oh, by the way, I think you should be prepared. They came four battleships and two torpedo ships this time."
"Damn it!"
Filtman jumped up suddenly and rushed out immediately without even saying hello. After thinking about it, the remaining minister and officers also ran out quickly.
Soon, several Indian waiters walked into the empty VIP room and packed up. One of them went straight to the seat of Felitman and put the newspapers scratched with his nails in his arms--
"Boom..."
The violent explosion of Weigang in the distance, the flying dust, and the huge stones that were lifted from time to time made Niu Dawang involuntarily step back a few steps in fear. Even the war horses next to him were hoaring, but before he could push it away, he got a kick on his buttocks.
"Afraid of a ball, don't retreat!"
After Sun Wanling kicked it, he immediately walked to the front of the array. In front of him was the middle army of Shandong Songwu Army and the right battalion Fuzi three artillery teams, with a full of 2,000 people and four German cannons. Seeing these possessions, he was full of confidence and immediately shouted: "The artillery of the warship can only hit 20 miles (2 miles = 1 kilometer), we We are still 30 miles away from the sea. They can't reach us.
"Don't look at the fierceness of these traitors, they are scaring people. When their people come ashore, it's our turn to fire cannons!"
"All prepare well, the governor said that when all kinds of soldiers enter Yanjing, he will personally face the saint to ask for credit to you. In addition, anyone who kills a rebel will be rewarded with ten taels of silver, and those who kills rebel officers will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver!"
"Mr. Qian, what if you kill Master Li?"
"Damn it, if you kill him, you will wear a flower and enjoy endless blessings!"
"Haha..."
With Sun Wanling's words, the soldiers were a little relieved, and the four cannons were immediately pushed to the front. The gunner immediately took out the shells and stuffed them into the gun and swallowed. However, the cannonball on the opposite side, which was much more powerful than them, still made everyone sweat in the palms of their hands.
Suddenly, a strange big egg rose up from a distance. The soldiers were stunned by the monster and whispered to each other. Looking at the big thing that was rising higher and higher, like a white egg, but like a Kongming lamp, Niu Dawang's eyes were also straight, and his heart suddenly became hot.
Ning Xiaochuan sat in the bridge of the Ninghai, as if he didn't care about the silent roar of naval guns outside, because since the implementation of the new regulations, the shelling mission has basically been taken over by the gunnery commander. He didn't need to pay attention to support shelling on the other side like this.
He had a new naval armband in his hand and stroked it gently.
Royal Navy!
Grandma, this name is exciting. In the future, we will be on the same level as the British Royal Navy. I don't know when we can really fight!
Ning Xiaochuan licked the corners of his mouth. What was more exciting than the new name was that this time, in order to help the north, the general staff asked the Second Fleet to transfer two Jinghai-class cruisers. As a result, he and Dinghai won the lottery, and as soon as they came, they received a task to support the landing of the Marine Corps in Weihai and Yantai.
Twelve 152mm naval guns and eight 130mm secondary guns. This configuration does not dare to fight in the decisive battle of the capital ship, but it is more than enough to deal with those Qing troops in the distance!
"Report to the captain, the reconnaissance airship found a small group of Qing troops, about 15 kilometers away, and the marines asked to kill this roadblock." The staff officer saluted and interrupted Ning Xiaochuan's thoughts.
"Fifteen kilometers?" Ning Xiaochuan looked at his watch and hooked the corners of his mouth: "It's still shrewd. Unfortunately, this is the distance of Jiawu. Now it's been four years!"
"Shooting in a hurry, 15 minutes, we must ensure the safety of the landing of the Marines."
"Yes."
Two minutes later, the twelve main gun muzzle of the Ninghai ship were all raised high, and the main gun, which had been shelling at a slow speed, suddenly roared, and one fire after another rushed out of the muzzle.
In the distance, Niu Dawang raised his head and held the musket tightly in his hand. He thought about why there was such a big Kongming lamp. When what was the use of this thing, more than a dozen black spots suddenly appeared in his eyes.
The black dot was extremely fast. Before he heard any sound in his ears, he had hit less than 100 meters ahead, and then the rumble of explosion scattered, countless debris and mud and sand were rolled up, and waves of heat made him feel that he was about to burn!
Sun Wanling opened his mouth wide. He didn't believe that the sailor's cannon could hit so far. Before he understood, the first wave of shells had just passed, and the second batch of black spots had appeared in his eyes.
In the face of such a dense and long-range shelling, the Qing army's formation was suddenly in chaos. The war horses sounded sadly, overturned the soldiers on the horse's backs, and dragged the reins to escape. The other Qing troops were also scared and ran back with their feet. They didn't expect that there would be cannons that could hit the Qing army more than 10,000 meters away. It was completely chaotic. Unfortunately, It was too late. Countless shells followed their footsteps inland like raindrops. When several shells exploded in front of the retreating road, they had no way out.
72 thin-skinned high-explosive bombs per minute, which can cover thousands of square meters! But even if you ride a horse, how far can you run in a minute?
The explosion ran around in his ear, and the gravel dust was flying, and waves of firelight and heat waves invaded. Niu Dawang even threw off his gun and ran around desperately. But when he had just saw that he was ready to hide in a big tree, a huge explosion had already lifted the big tree, and the air wave suddenly pushed him back. A few meters away, it suddenly hit the ground.
The shells are still falling, and there seems to be no end!
The war horse was torn into a piece of meat in the mourning, and the partner was twisted off his arms and head like a rag doll. A large amount of blood was sprinkled on the yellow land. When he got up, the neat array just now was already scorched black, and the whole earth seemed to have been ploughed!
Niu Dawang held his head and lay on the ground to read words. He didn't even dare to move his fingers more. He was afraid of causing shells again. He didn't know how long it took. When the sound of the cannon finally disappeared, he stood up shivering. Only then did I find that Mr. Qian, who kicked his buttocks, had only one arm left, and the other surviving partners around him were the same as him. His eyes were dull and his lips were white. Who would have thought that there were less than a hundred people left after a ray of incense!
God, is this thunder going down to the earth? What a fart!
(to be continued)