When the bodies were scattered everywhere, they didn’t feel anything, but when they were put together, nearly 2,000 bodies were placed in rows. From the hillside, the shocking scene was really shocking.
On the hillside of Zhang Yiping, I watched the last few wagons on the highway fade away and disappear out of sight.
There is a soft fog in the distance, and it is very warm when the sunset hangs in the fog.
Hu Congfu, a proud tiger, shouted behind him, "I said, how did the group let these Frenchmen go so easily?" Each of the brothers has only one or two shots. Is it not enough to play? "
As soon as Zhang Yiping looked back, he saw six battalion commanders coming together to reflect the sunset glow, all in high spirits.
Zhang Yiping "don’t argue with me. What’s the matter with you playing those French cowards?" Really big! "
Chapter 52 Gun
Zhang Yiping reached a settlement with the French 214th Infantry Division, and warned that if the French government did not comply with Zhang Yiping’s request before 12 noon every day, the wage earners would attack Paris.
According to common sense, it is inferred that the salary group should be in the suburbs of Paris before 12 noon tomorrow, otherwise how can they attack?
Of course, the French government will not agree to their demands. Although the demands of China people are so reasonable, it involves the French government and even the British allies. The French government will not agree.
And by noon, the French * * team has been deployed in place, and nearly 60,000 people from three divisions of the fourth regiment of the British distant army will be able to get there, and the so-called salary group will be wiped out.
This is the wishful thinking of the British and French allied forces. Zhang Yiping would not be so stupid to wait for the French government to reply, because he has nothing to do with the French government’s reply. Dignity and freedom have always been fought with fists, not talked about, and even if they are backed by strength, they will not last long.
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After nightfall, Zhang Yiping, a soldier of the Wage Corps, quietly crossed the Xiao ‘an River in the faint moonlight and turned back in the direction of Beth.
Beth, the first brigade of the 265th Division of the Fourth British Expeditionary Force just arrived here at dusk. Because of the information that the China people’s salary group is far away from the suburbs of Paris and is preparing to attack Paris one day, these British people are very relieved to send patrols and sentries, and then they have a rest in their houses.
The British people will not rest assured that the salary group composed of Chinese workers has been destroyed by the salary group in France these two days, but how can the cowardly French be compared with the heroic British Imperial Army?
Besides, the British army has also made preparations. Every time, there are nearly 4,000 people working together in one brigade and four regiments, and each brigade is not far apart. If one brigade is attacked, another brigade can definitely arrive for support in half an hour.
After eleven o’clock in the evening, the salary group came to Beth in the thick fog, but it didn’t disturb Beth’s British army. Instead, people took the medal, and the horse picked up the bell and bypassed it far away.
At 2 o’clock in the morning, the troops arrived near Cauteret Town. In front of them was the 243rd Reserve Infantry Regiment, which was intercepted the day before yesterday. After passing this gentle slope, the gentle slope was an oblique long "valley".
When the highway entered a forest, the troops stopped. At this time, the fog was thicker, the air was very humid, and there was still drizzle in the day, which was as fine as fog. It was very uncomfortable for people to mix sweat and fog.
Zhang Yiping rushed to the front along the muddy road to find Zhang Chang, who served as the vanguard camp. Zhang Chang reported that "the outside of the regiment seat is too wet. The scouts found that there is a village with twenty people in front, so it is better to set the regiment headquarters outside the village, which is easy to catch a cold."
Zhang Yiping said, "My regiment headquarters will always have a front line, and my rifle is always ready to fire. How can I shoot so far away? Besides, I’m the head of the team and a model. The more difficult it is, the more I have to follow my brothers. "
"Map!" Zhang Yiping cried.
Qu Weisheng took out the map from his cross-bag. Fan Dawei was surrounded by several guards holding raincoats and then lit the lantern.
Raincoats block the drizzle, but at the same time, they should surround the light and prevent the lantern light from revealing its whereabouts.
Lantern Zhang Yiping pointed to the map and said, "According to the information, the fourth regiment of the British Expeditionary Force, the third brigade of the 265th division, four regiments have just arrived in the evening. If not unexpected, they will leave Cauteret Town early in the morning and go to Paris through the valley in front. We will ambush them there.",
"This time, the second battalion and the third battalion will be the reserve team. The remaining four battalions will enter the position after five o’clock in the morning, and now they will go to the Woods to avoid the water vapor. I hope it won’t rain in this weather!"
"Follow the orders!" Zhang Yiping ended this short meeting with Qu Weisheng leading a group of staff officers and correspondents.
Zhang Yiping rolled up a raincoat under a tree by the road and fell asleep.
At five o’clock in the morning, Zhang Liuhe shook Zhang Yiping and said, "It’s time for the head of the regiment."
Zhang Yiping opened his eyes to borrow the faint light in the sky and found that the rain in Mao Mao had stopped, but the earth was covered with a white fog.
On the side of the road, people shake, hear messy footsteps, but don’t hear people talking. Occasionally, one or two people are forced to suppress their cough.
The troops are entering the scheduled ambush point.
At six o’clock, it was already very bright, but the sun had not yet come out. The fog became thicker and flooded Shan Ye, rivers and roads.
This mountain valley ambushed by the salary group should not be regarded as a valley. It should be regarded as a dry river bed highway passing through the river bed, while the four battalions of the salary group ambush the riverbanks on both sides of the river.
In the early morning, there is a little wind as white as milk, and the dense fog passes through the riverbed highway as if in a misty dream. The air is clean and the cool breeze brings some muddy soil flavor.
News came from the front that the British were coming.
So fast! There are still three or four kilometers from here to Cauteret town. The British have been here since this time, which means they have already set off before dawn.
About twenty minutes later, Zhang Yiping can already see the British marching queue in front of the riverbed.
The head is three riders, one rider takes the lead, and after the two riders are tied, there is a queue of four soldiers.
The British soldiers wore farmer’s helmets and carried rifles, but the soldiers made no sound except the sound of footsteps and horses.
Zhang Yiping’s place is at the end of the ambush point. When he saw the British army walking on the road, he said that the British had entered the ambush East Park.
Zhang Yiping was lying behind a mound at this moment, and he put the rifle muzzle out of the grass.
When the bolt is pulled, the chamber clicks.
This sound is silent. Zhang Yiping’s ears are very loud in the early morning, but the British people may not hear it at the end of the March, because thousands of people are very loud when they move.
Walking at the forefront, the British * * officer heard this familiar sound in the mixed footsteps.
This is the sound of Enfield rifle chamber. For a British veteran, it is like moaning in the bed of a beloved woman. It is extremely sensitive at any time.
The officer looked keenly in the direction of Zhang Yiping and turned his head. At the same time, there was a "bang" gunshot in the distance, orange fire and a flash in the white fog, that is, no bullet had broken through the barrier of gas and white fog and flew to the eyebrows of the officer’s eyes
Chapter 53 British officers