Super Dictator

As soon as the retreat horn sounded, the Japanese officers hiding in various hidden corners suddenly appeared.

He hurriedly ran backwards at the risk of his life, a little faster than the soldiers.

For the 10th Brigade led by the Japanese military god Tachimi Naofumi, this was the first time for a big girl to sit in a sedan chair.

The sergeants of Wei Ziying in the trench couldn't help laughing when they saw this situation, and then high-fived each other in celebration.

It's not easy. I originally thought that I and others were going to die on the battlefield today, but I didn't expect that the situation was like walking on a mountain road, with twists and turns, which was so unprepared.

First Ye Liuyun escaped, then Nie Shicheng came to rescue, and then a new battalion officer was appointed.

This is more twists and turns than the plot in a chapter novel, most of the sergeants thought truthfully.

Wei Jichen was also in a good mood. He had just spent more than a thousand merit points in the morning. Not only did he earn back this morning, he also gained a lot.

The prestige value has increased by more than 200 points in a short period of time. Now the prestige value is his shortcoming. Wei Jichen estimates that the reason why he has not been able to upgrade has a lot to do with the low prestige value. The accumulated prestige value has been Not more than a thousand.

"Brothers, although the Japanese have retreated, they don't know when they will come back. We must be prepared for long-term operations. Now is not the time for us to rest. In order to reduce the casualties of our brothers, it is necessary for us to dig more trenches." Wei Jichen steeled himself and spoke confidently.

Don't worry too much about digging trenches. Li Yunfei is already very skilled. Just transfer him over to take care of this matter.

By the way, there were also the appointment of several sentry officers. There were originally four sentry officers, front, rear, left and right. Among them, the front and rear sentry officers followed Ye Liuyun and tried to escape, but were naturally taken down by Nie Shicheng.

Unfortunately, the sentry officer on the left died heroically. The sentry on the right was the guy who told him not long ago that he didn't have a heavy machine gun. That guy was called Monk Xiao. Because he had been a monk before, he still had some real skills in his hands and was quite honest. It would work if he made do, but Wei Jichen was not prepared to remove him from his post.

In this case, there are only three sentry officers left. Well, Li Yunfei can be promoted to front sentry officer, Hu Zi can be promoted to left sentry officer, and there is one sentry officer who is currently unavailable. If Deng Dapeng is still there, alright.

As for the direct descendants of the original Yongzi camp, they can be organized into personal troops, which will be led by themselves. There are also three teams of fireworks and artillery. They cannot be used separately and should be gathered together, allowing Wang Shizhen to take command first.

I almost forgot that the sniper team that made great achievements today should continue to be carried forward, but the number should not be too large. After all, not everyone has the potential of a sniper, and it is not good to make up for the loss, so I asked Mengzi to select five more people from the battalion. Come and form a group of ten.

In a moment, Wei Jichen had already imagined the structure of Wei Ziying.

Inside the headquarters of the 10th Brigade, there was a gloomy atmosphere, with anxiety condensing in the air. Many Japanese generals knelt together and said nothing.

The brigade commander immediately saw Naofumi checking the bodies of the officers who were shot and killed one by one.

Every time he looked at one, his expression changed. When the inspection was completed, he saw Naofumi slowly taking off his military cap, then bent down and bowed deeply.

"This is the empire's loss, this is the shame of our 10th Brigade, Xiaomasasuto, what do you think?" Naofumi immediately couldn't hide the sadness and anger in his eyes.

These people are all his old subordinates who have followed him for a long time. They have made great achievements together with him until now. There were no casualties in the Pyongyang War, but they were lost in this small unknown place.

Chief of Staff Komasa Shuto raised his lowered head, wiped the eyes on his face gently, and said with choked sobs: "First of all, please express your condolences. Judging from the casualties of the officers of our 10th Brigade, the enemy's A special force must have been formed to deal with our officers."

All the generals nodded in agreement, expressing their agreement.

"There is an old saying among the Chinese people, which is to treat others as they are treated. Your Excellency, in order to deal with the Chinese sharpshooters, I suggest that our 10th Brigade should immediately form a similar force." Xiao Masaki People just treat others the same way and treat them the same way.

However, his suggestion was quite satisfactory. It was neither too brilliant nor a solution.

"Your Excellency, I also have a suggestion." Nishijima Sukeyoshi said softly with a lonely look on his face. When everyone's eyes were focused on his face, he continued: "I suggest that when we attack, the officers and soldiers should wear The same clothes to cover up.”

"Nishijima-kun's suggestion is simply an insult to the Empire's warriors."

"That's right. The officers of our Empire of Japan must command operations with command swords. Could it be that Mr. Nishijima also asked them to keep their swords in order to conceal their identities?"

Even if some generals express different opinions, military uniforms and military epaulettes are symbols of status and a sign of respect for a warrior. If you don't even dare to wear these, you can imagine the shame.

Tachimi Naofumi made the final decision: "Although Nishijima-kun's suggestion is very good, it is not very feasible. For the current plan, we should explain the situation to the officers of the entire brigade and ask them to pay attention to protecting themselves when attacking. , As for Xiao Zhengjun’s suggestion, I agreed, and Xiao Zhengjun selected a team of more than fifty sharpshooters from the army to deal with the Chinese generals. "

Li Jian Naofumi's idea was quite good, but he had not yet figured out that the reason why Wei Jichen achieved such great results was, in addition to human factors, the most important thing was his Mauser sniper rifle. On this battlefield, it was absolutely useless. It can be said to be the weapon with the longest range and the highest accuracy.

"Gentlemen, the army will take a short rest today. We will attack again tomorrow. I hope that after you go down, you can calm down the soldiers. The final victory will definitely belong to our Empire of Japan!" Naofumi stood up and said The decision to rest.

"Hai!" All the Japanese generals lowered their heads and slowly retreated. Only Komasa Shu and Tachimi Naofumi were left in the room.

"Has it been confirmed?" Naofumi immediately asked without beginning or end.

However, Xiao Zhengshuren knew what he was asking. He nodded slightly and replied: "It has been confirmed that the commander of Ming Army's position today is Wei Jichen. This person suddenly appeared after the first attack. And commanding the Chinese army, Nishijima-kun and many other officers saw this through telescopes.”

"If this person is not eliminated, he will eventually develop into a major trouble for our Japanese Empire." Tachimi Naofumi said bitterly.

"The assassination team is already on the way and should be able to arrive in two days." A cold light flashed in Komasa Shuto's eyes as he continued: "This assassination team has three genin and one chuunin, all of whom are Iga-ryu. I believe in the assassination Nie Shicheng, who is tightly guarded, cannot do it, but it should be more than enough to assassinate Wei Jichen, a small general. "

Immediately, a smile finally appeared on Naofumi's face, and he said slowly: "Let them speed up. It is best to arrive before tomorrow night, so as not to have a long night and dream."

"Hai! I'll do it now." Xiaozheng Shuren bent forward slightly and lowered his head.

Immediately seeing Naofumi looking at him with stern eyes, he shook his head and said: "This matter is not urgent."

Komasa Shuto raised his head, saw Tachimi Naofumi's expression, and said with a smile: "In this case, I will undress for you."

On the Qing army's position, Wei Jichen watched the sun set slowly and murmured to himself: "It seems that the Japanese will not attack for the time being."

Wei Jichen moved very quickly, fearing that Liu Shengxiu would want to return the battalion. As soon as the Japanese stopped attacking, he immediately issued his appointment.

Then the list was reported to Nie Shicheng. As for the rear sentry, since no one was available yet, he himself served as the sentry officer first.

When Nie Shicheng got the list he reported, he just glanced at it. He was a little surprised when he saw the three artillery brigades under the command of Wang Shizhen, but he finally approved it.

Each sentry officer immediately took office and quickly gathered people's hearts, either promoting their trusted subordinates, or talking to the original commander to gain allegiance. By the time Liu Shengxiu learned the news and sent a battalion officer over, the battalion was already in full swing. The outside became Wei Jichen's.

Wei Jichen slowly put down the telescope in his hand. It was not easy. He was promoted to battalion officer and finally used his clairvoyance.

Looking back at the busy position, Wei Jichen showed a happy smile. He was going to connect Wei Ziying's position with his original position to form a solid defense line again.

Now, the sergeant is full of energy and the fortifications are proceeding smoothly.

Taking two personal soldiers with him, Wei Jichen returned to his camp. He had suffered a lot of mental loss today and it was estimated that he would not be able to recover to above 60 until tomorrow morning. Moreover, he would have to rest more to achieve such an effect.

Wei Jichen lay peacefully on the bed for a while. The soldiers of Wei Ziying seemed to realize that their battalion officers were working too hard today, so they unanimously did not come to disturb him.

After Wei Jichen had dinner, he waited until the moon and stars were dim before he walked out of the tent and walked towards Nie Shicheng's handsome tent.

"Who? Stop!" As soon as Wei Jichen reached the commander's tent, a sergeant came forward to question him.

Ordinarily, he is considered a famous figure now, and Nie Shicheng's soldiers should know him. However, in order to show off tonight, Wei Jichen took off his official clothes, put on a light ink blue shirt, tied his hair in a bun, and took Holding a homemade whisk.

Unexpectedly, this painstaking dressing up would make others unable to recognize him. Wei Jichen couldn't help but smile for a moment.

"It's me, Wei Jichen!" Wei Jichen said expressionlessly.

"It turns out to be Wei Yingguan. I thought he was a wild Taoist priest from somewhere." The sergeant touched his scalp in embarrassment and looked at Wei Jichen in surprise.

Wild Taoist priest? Is there such a handsome Taoist priest?

Wei Jichen muttered something dissatisfied and continued walking forward.

What made Wei Jichen depressed was that before he had even taken three steps, someone was bound to step forward to investigate. Before he finally left, he had a smile that couldn't be concealed on his face.

Wei Jichen had no choice but to let one of them lead the way, and finally entered Nie Shicheng's handsome tent.

In the commander's tent, Nie Shicheng and Liu Shengxiu each brought several staff and were arguing about today's matter.

But to outsiders, it looked like two old friends were chatting. They were sitting on both sides of the coffee table, each sipping tea calmly.

Liu Shengxiu put down his tea cup and said with no trace of sadness or joy on his face: "Gong Ting, we have known each other for more than ten years. At that time, you were a wise general under Liu Shuai, and I followed my uncle to conquer the north and south. In a blink of an eye, In the meantime, we are all old.”

Liu Shuai refers to Liu Mingchuan. The predecessor of Mingjun was the regiment training run by Liu Mingchuan in Hefei. Liu Shengxiu’s uncle Liu Shengzao was Liu Mingchuan’s nephew. When fighting the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, Mingjun expanded into nine battalions, consisting of Liu Mingchuan, Liu Shengzao, Tang Diankui was led by three people.

Later, Liu Mingchuan and Liu Shengzao left respectively, and Mingjun also spread out and became the predecessor of many armies. Liu Shengxiu took over Liu Shengzao's squad.

From the development history of the Ming Army, we can see why the Huai Army is called a private army. This is because the entire system is full of relatives and friends, and the army is vaguely united.

Although he did not openly resist the imperial court, he did many things that were both overt and covert.

Cixi, an old woman, had no other abilities, but when it came to playing with power, she was really unparalleled. She successively played to death Zeng Guofan and Li Hongzhang. If she had not died of old age, she might have even played Yuan Shikai to death in the end.

Zeng Guofan's Hunan Army was powerful, so she tried her best to train the Huai Army so that the two armies would restrain each other. When the Hunan Army declined, she took advantage of the failure of the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1894 to reorganize the Huai Army and finally create a new army.

Seeing that Yuan Shikai's new army was gradually taking shape, she asked Zhang Zhidong to create a new army in Hubei. In short, Cixi's balancing act was very slippery.

This is too far off the mark.

After hearing Liu Shengxiu's sigh, Nie Shicheng was silent for a moment, then blew on the two tea leaves floating on the rim of the teacup, took a sip, and then said after putting it down: "Yes, we are all old, and we should be raised at home." Planting flowers and drinking tea. But there is no one in the army. In the end, we still need to go to the battlefield with our bodies half buried."

Nie Shicheng paused and then said: "When people get old, they have to give young people a chance. Otherwise, if a foreign enemy invades next time, will we, who can't move our bodies, have to go to the battlefield again?"

Liu Shengxiu took a deep sip of tea and thought to himself: There is nothing wrong with promoting young people, but don't use my people to promote them.

Liu Shengxiu was preparing words in his mind and was about to say more when he heard an announcement from outside the door, Wei Jichen asked to see him.

Okay, now that the real owner is here, let's see what he says. Liu Shengxiu leaned back slightly and waited quietly for Wei Jichen's arrival.

After a while, the tent door opened and Liu Shengxiu squinted his eyes. Wei Jichen did not see him, but he saw Shi Shiran, a wild Taoist holding a whisk, walking in.

Nie Shicheng frowned and said displeasedly to the soldiers who informed him: "Why did you let a Taoist priest come in in this important military camp?"

"Shuai Nie!" Wei Jichen smiled awkwardly and stepped forward to pay homage: "Shuai Nie, my subordinate is Wei Jichen."

Nie Shicheng, Liu Shengxiu, and the staff beside them all stared at Wei Jichen.

"Zijie! Why did you end up like this?" Nie Shicheng was shocked and thought Wei Jichen was insane.

Liu Shengxiu's old face turned red from suppressing his emotions. If he hadn't been well-educated, he would have laughed out loud.

Several other staff officers, such as Feng Guozhang, secretly lowered their heads and twitched their bodies, apparently trying to suppress laughter.

Only Nie Cairong looked worried.