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In the quiet night sky, a gust of autumn wind blows the bamboo forest, shaking the soft sound of microwave floating, accompanied by the melancholy of rare worms. That is, the bamboo forest with no stars and no bright moon is very dark. The autumn wind penetrates people's hearts with cold air, and the strange sound from time to time is more like a ghost complaint.

Teranishi Xiuwu held a lantern and subconsciously looked back. He didn't see anything, so he reached out and held the collar of the suit. In the depths of the bamboo forest, there was a little light coming out. After seeing it, Teraishi Xiuwu accelerated his pace. After Teraishi Xiuwu approached, the outline of the light source became clearer and clearer. A traditional Japanese hut still inherits the ancient style of the Han and Tang Dynasties. In the depths of the bamboo forest, there is also the style of ancient Chinese hermit poets.

The owner of the house, pick up the lamp and look at the sword. Sadao Matsumura smiled intoxicatedly and gently wiped the long sword in his hand with a white handkerchief. The sword blade flashed with a faint cold light while waiting, and he knew that it was extremely sharp. Sadao Matsumura's movements are unrestrained and natural, and he is a famous scholar. The long sword in his hand is the treasure handed down by his ancestors, a gift from His Majesty the Meiji Emperor. The hilt of the sword is carved with gold **, which is the supreme symbol of the emperor's royal family, and the ** sword can only be possessed by outstanding warriors who have made great contributions to the emperor. The two guests he invited today looked at the ** sword in his hand with bright eyes, and their envy was hard to hide. Matsumura Sadao stroked the ** sword and hummed "Xijiangyue" by Xin Qiji, a lyricist of the Southern Song Dynasty: "Drunkenly, pick up the lamp and look at the sword, dream back to blow the horn..."

The arrival of Teranishi Hidetake interrupted his leisurely interest. Not long after Sisi Xiuwu entered, there were bursts of oriental curses in the hut, "Baga! Ba Ga Ya! " The elegance and style previously pretended by Sadao Matsumura disappeared, and Hidetake Teraishi was kicked out of the threshold of the porch. Sui Xiwu took the opportunity to roll on the ground twice more, a little farther away from the hut. Being kicked is nothing. As long as you don't need to break your abdomen, you can offer a braised large intestine to the emperor, and you can't guard against a few more kicks.

Sadao Matsumura looked at Hidetake Teranishi, who was rolling on the ground. He was really a coward, which made him lose face before the two guests. If it hadn't been for the ** sword given to His Majesty the Meiji Emperor, he would have cut him with a knife! He shouted angrily, "Get out of here!"

"Hi!" Sixi Xiuwu was amnesty and respectfully saluted to Matsumura Zhenxiong. Then he couldn't even care about the time to carry the lantern. He was afraid that Sadao Matsumura would regret it and turned around and ran to the dark path when he came and went. He couldn't see the road clearly, and ran two steps in a hurry and fell to the ground. Teranishi Xiuwu immediately got up and stumbled on the dark bamboo forest path.

"It really lost the face of our oriental warriors!" He is one of the guests tonight, Zenjiro Nakamura, the head of the East Concession Police. He was dressed in a plaid kimono and knelt straight.

"No, he brought us at least one important news: Li Xiang, the new leader of the Revolutionary Party in Hankou, is a hardliner." The answer was Rejiro Kawashima, the commander of the Japanese Third Fleet in China, who was also dressed in a plaid kimono, but the neatly trimmed old British mansion's gentleman's standard beard, and he spoke up and down.

Zenjiro Nakamura looked unhappy about Ryojiro Kawashima's white. Nakamura Zenjiro was born in the army and is a standard samurai family. He not only doesn't like the treatment of the navy is better than that of the army, but also the war they advocate is violent and bloody. Naturally, he is not used to the style of the Western gentleman of the navy.

Sadao Matsumura put the knife into the sheath, respectfully held the ** sword with his hands, and put it into the knife holder for it. Having a tough government in Hankou is bound to affect the interests of the Japanese Empire in Hankou and even in the Yangtze River Basin. What's more, Li Xiang also has an army with good combat effectiveness, which poses a great threat to us.

"Li Li wants to have great courage and dares not come to the concession. Li Hongzhang, the old master of Beiyang, and now Yuan Shikai, nod their heads and bowed when they saw us, not to mention a small Li Xiang, which is unknown. The Chinese are just a group of sick men in East Asia. The Consul General is too worried. Nakamura Zenjiro was not too big to say anything, and what he said was true.

Kawashima Reijiro snorted coldly, "Today is different from the past. Li Xiang is really bolder than the sky. What is your police station going to do about the assassination in the concession during the day?"

Reijiro Kawashima directly uncovered the scars of Nakamura Zenjiro. Nakamura Zenjiro hummed for a long time before saying, "This is just a Chinese dog biting a dog. The police department has no obligation to help the Chinese people deal with these things. We just need to sit on the mountain and watch the dog fight.

"Dogs can also bite people and bite people to death. The police station is useless. Only my naval fleet can be bold Li Xiang. Consul General, we don't need to abide by any international practices for these sick men of Dongyang. I took the fleet directly to Liujia Temple and fired two shots at the revolutionary army. Li wants to see the power of my Japanese Yellow Army, so he will naturally be honest. Kawashima Rejiro said in a gloomy tone.

Sadao Matsumura waved his hand and said, "Not yet. Li thinks that the revolutionary army is powerful. If we touch him now, we will suffer a loss in front of us. But we can't let Li Xiang be too arrogant and must kill his prestige. If he is willing to cooperate with our Empire of Japan, we can support him to continue to gain a foothold in Hankou; if Li wants to be illiterate, he can only drive him out of Hankou and find an adult who meets the interests of our Empire of Japan to sit in Hankou.

Zenjiro Nakamura asked urgently, "What should we do?" When will it start?"

Sadao Matsumura's eyes flashed, "I will ask the War Department to send a thousand troops and Nakamura to command. 1,500 troops are enough to protect the security in the concession.

"Hi!" Nakamura Zenjiro smiled happily.

Sadao Matsumura continued: "I also want to send a note to the foreign consuls and propose to integrate the 16 warships moored on the Hankou River to form a concession guard coalition. Mr. Reijiro Kawashima, you must bring the commander-in-chief's gun.

"Hi!" Ryojiro Kawashima's voice couldn't hide the trembling of great excitement.

"With a more luxurious fleet than the invasion of China by the Eight-Nation Alliance in those years, it can be rampant in China. No one can be it, and no one dares to be it. Li thought that if he still wanted to stay in Hankou to eat, he had to listen to us. Sadao Matsumura smiled for a long time, and there was a bamboo forest in the middle of the night, like a ghost crying.

The two guests below also echoed. Nakamura Zenjiro laughed and said, "It seems that the concession of the Japanese Empire in Hankou is going to expand again."

Ringjiro Kawashima laughed and said, "It's better to let Li Xiang's revolutionary military government make some compensation or something."

"West, West..."

On the construction site where Liujiamiao was rebuilt in ruins, Li Xiping built the command center of the brigade headquarters here, and the situation on both sides of Liujiamiao wharf and three bridges was in the center.

The revolutionary army and migrant workers belong to both sides of the abandoned railway in Liu Jiamiao. On the other side of the railway to which migrant workers belong, an open space has long been cleared and rows of zero-hour marching tents have been built. After a hard day's work, migrant workers have been in the account and rested.

Li Xiping did not evacuate the migrant workers. The enemy's strength was all in his hands, and there was no strength to counterattack Liujia Temple at all. Now the evacuation of migrant workers makes them have rumors. Returning to Hankou may affect and shake the hearts of the people of Hankou.

Li Xiping repeatedly considered the strength of the Qing army, and it was completely possible to determine the safety of Liujiamiao. The miscellaneous Qing army of Sandao Bridge is busy building fortifications. It is estimated that Zhang Biao has been scared by Li Xiang's raid. He thought that Li Xiang would attack Huangpo again overnight, so he couldn't wait to build defense on Sandao Bridge. He was not in a hurry to save his life. He still had the courage to attack Liujia Temple. Li Xiping sent a battalion of soldiers and horses to confront them at both ends of the three bridges and railway, and only waited for dawn to clean up the three bridges. As for Xia Zhankui's Yuezhou patrol camp, it is no different from looking for death if he dares to attack Liu's temple at night.

Li Xiping stood outside the newly set up tent. In the dark night, he could faintly see the outline of the broken wall. The Western-style bell tower, which was built with a huge amount of money at Liujiamiao Station, was bombarded into two pieces by cannons, and the remaining half of the extremely ugly figure clearly wrote the ruthless destructive power of the war. Li Xiping remembered that Li Xiang always liked to talk about what Mr. Sun Yat-sen said: If you want to enjoy the happiness of civilization, you must go through the pain of civilization. Li Xiping asked himself in his heart, how much pain does China have to go through to usher in happiness?

Several newly promoted regimental commanders of Li Xiping came to study the situation against the enemy together. Everyone is very young. Three days ago, he was just a platoon leader, and his promotion was faster than riding a rocket. Some battalion-level officers in the former new army, Li Xiang, dare not use them. Those are pure old bureaucrats. If they really want to fight with the Qing army, they will probably defect. These officers who have been promoted from the grassroots have a very firm revolutionary will, and there is nothing wrong except a slight lack of experience. This group of young officers made Li Xiang's army full of vitality and infinite room for growth. The revolutionary army is well trained, but what it lacks is the training of the battlefield.

"Just attack the three bridges at night and catch the enemy off guard. We have played several night attacks, and we have rich experience. Those miscellaneous fish, which I have seen from afar, have no fighting spirit. If we fight over, we will definitely disperse. The young man was bold. He stared straight at the direction of the three bridges on the map. As soon as he came back from the three bridges, the Qing army's defense on the three bridges had not been completed. Maybe a charge could defeat the Qing army.

Immediately, someone joined in, "After seizing the three bridges, he went straight to Huangpo. The Brigadier sent me there. I promise to take Huangpo before dawn.

Huangpo is a county with a wall of two or thirty meters high. No matter how poor the quality of guards is, it can't be taken down without a night. According to the inside news of the World Association, Zhang Xiyuan's mixed association has arrived in Xiaogan. Huangpo is not a lonely city now. One night is enough for Zhang Xiyuan to support Huangpo. If he wants to win Huangpo, Li Xiping also scored reinforcements. It is no problem to divide a group to block Zhang Xiyuan and drag it on for one night. It seems very difficult for the two groups to nibble down the yellow slope one night. This is still because the Huangpo city is empty and has three-class combat effectiveness, making the best plan. The soldiers seemed to be too optimistic about the situation in front of them, completely ignoring Xia Zhankui's Yuezhou patrol camp. The whole brigade was sent to fight against Huangpo. The Liujia Temple was empty, so it was a big advantage for Xia Zhankui. Even if the marshal could quickly withdraw troops from Hankou to recover Liujia Temple, it was also a big trouble. The migrant workers in Liujia Temple were going to suffer.

Li Xiping's eyes kept scanning the map, and the candle in his hand flashed, illuminating a trace of fine light in his eyes. The deduction on the map just now is normal. If it is in the military academy classroom, it is at least a medium grade. Maybe he fought two battles with Li Xiang. In these two battles, Li Xiang did not use any regular tactics. If there is still no new way to defend the city in Liujia Temple, wait for Li Xiangtian to send reinforcements after dawn, so that Li Xiping will personally lead the army to Liujia Temple and become meaningless. Completely stimulated by Li Xiang, Li Xiping's tactical ideas began to unfold, and a bold plan formed in his mind.

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