The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Hans von Plessen was the most fanatical militant among the direct descendants of Wilhelm II. He unswervingly supported Wilhelm II's expansion strategy of "seizing the land under the German sun."

Loyal and unswerving.

What he said just now was not his original intention, but the intention of Bateman Work and Field Marshal Leopold Maximian.

After all, although Zhao Chuanxin is not in Europe, his legend is spread across Europe.

But none of these people paid much attention to Zhao Chuanxin.

Hans von Plessen felt that he had fulfilled his obligation and there was no need to give Zhao a bad face.

He commanded with a dark face: "Enter through the broken window, attack from four directions, the grenadiers will cooperate with the infantry, and the cavalry will roam and don't let him escape. Kill this man on the spot."

"Maxin is ready to let him see Germany's powerful industry!"

But after all, there was no artillery.

After all, it is the Berlin City Palace. It has been expanded several times and is not small in scale. It is the hard work of several generations of royal families. How can it be reduced to rubble?

Hans von Plesen pointed at Zhao Chuanxin on the third floor: "Fire."

Tata Tata...

Zhao Chuanxin disappeared from the window sill on the third floor.

Hans von Plessen pulled over a midshipman and said, "What's your name?"

"Sir, midshipman Heinz Wilhelm Guderian. Belongs to the 10th Hanoverian Light Infantry Battalion."

"Guderian, do you think Zhao Chuanxin can escape?"

Heinz Wilhelm Guderian hesitated.

"Why don't you speak?"

Heinz Wilhelm Guderian said loudly: "Returning to the officer, I don't think he wants to escape. I have studied Zhao Chuanxin. He has a puzzling ultra-high level of mobility and is good at fighting in complex environments. Undoubtedly, Berlin City Palace has these conditions.”

Hans von Pleasant frowned: "What? You mean, you think we will lose?"

"Sir, we may not lose, but it will be difficult for us to win. We can only win by killing him. No one in the world can do it, not even Tsarist Russia."

Von Pleasant was annoyed: "Go, go to the place where you think he may escape and wait for a while. If he escapes, you will lead an interception."

"yes!"

Heinz Wilhelm Guderian went to wait at the easternmost bridge.

He told his subordinates: "The commander asked us to intercept Zhao Chuanxin and escape. Based on what I know about him, I think he will escape from two directions. He will first go to the roof, and then he will have two choices, either find a way to Build a roof in the southeast, or jump into the Spree River nearby. So, we are divided into two teams, one team is close to the bridge and is ready to shoot, and the other team is waiting a little further to the south. Please pray that we will not encounter Zhao Chuanxin, otherwise. We must die."

Some soldiers said disdainfully: "Guderian, you are a coward, you actually said such depressing words. Zhao Chuanxin is just one person, there are so many of us, how can we be afraid of him alone?"

"If you think so, then I'm sorry. The Portuguese, Russians, and Japanese have already paid the price for their contempt." Heinz Wilhelm Guderian said coldly.

"Haha, how can we German soldiers be comparable to them?" the soldier said arrogantly.

Pride is a disease, and William II successfully spread the disease.

Heinz Wilhelm Guderian snorted: "Do your own thing."

He wasn't willing to engage in any tactical maneuvers with a bunch of idiots.

How can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan?

People around him sneered: "Look at what he can do. Who do you think he is? A field marshal?"

"Exactly, just watch. In twenty minutes at most, the Asian guy inside will be beaten into a sieve."

Gunfire rang out.

The battle begins.

Zhao Chuanxin finally put on the soft golden armor.

This time he was waiting at the northwest corner of the stairs. The German soldier showed his head and the lightsaber penetrated the opponent's temple.

Zhao Chuanxin took the opportunity to grab the opponent's rifle with a bayonet, stretched out half of it, and fired a shot based on the position given by his glasses.

One person was shot in the chest and fell to the ground. As he leaned back, Zhao Chuanxin bent his knees and bounced, grabbing the upper beam and using his strength to move downward.

The German soldiers below had no time to raise their guns, and Zhao Chuanxin's bayonet pierced the chest of the first man.

Zhao Chuanxin held his rifle in his left hand and charged against the seriously injured German soldiers.

Yun Mo, stabbing straight, the two German soldiers were instantly settled.

Turn around and whip the sword.

laugh!

One sword with two ends.

Sheath the sword, Lugang M1907 is in hand.

Puff puff.

One shot and three eyes.

Bang bang bang...

When the opponent fired, Zhao Chuanxin rushed to the corner.

Xingyue reminded him: "The German troops in the corridor behind us are attacking. Let's fight quickly."

The Xingyue M1909 light aircraft was taken out and fired.

Tata Tata...

Zhao Chuanxin jumped up sideways and did not delay shooting while he was stuck in the air.

The Germans were bleeding on the stairs.

The rear wanted to suppress fire, so Zhao Chuanxin threw a Xingyue M1908 grenade.

boom……

He took the opportunity to jump to the second floor and threw out the flying knife. The flying knife bounced off the wall and shot towards the German soldiers hiding behind the stairs.

When ejecting, Xingyue turned on the light blade.

laugh.

It flew and stabbed into his shoulder, and then got stuck in the neck of the person behind him.

boom.

The Mauser gun in the hand of the seriously injured German soldier went off.

This seemed to be a signal, the gunfire sounded like exploding beans, the glass shattered, and the walls flew.

The soft golden armor was hit by a ricocheted bullet, but it did not affect Zhao Chuanxin's performance at all.

At this time, the German troops on the third floor came around and prepared to go downstairs.

The corridor on the second floor is filled with a large number of German soldiers.

The German soldiers on the stairs temporarily retreated, but they were waiting to be "lined up and shot" on the first floor.

Zhao Chuanxin sprinted and jumped.

Wow...

The second floor window was broken by him.

In an instant, German soldiers opened fire in the corridor on the second floor.

But Zhao passed the bullet too fast and all the bullets missed.

Zhao Chuanxin did not land after jumping out. Xingyue held him up to correct his posture. Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the arched decoration on the window with his hands and swung himself up. At the same time, Xingyue pulled him up to the third floor with the help of his strength. .

This is the advantage of Baroque-style architecture. Because of its complexity and gorgeousness, there are focus points everywhere.

When Zhao Chuanxin went up to the third floor, the soldiers on the third floor had already gone down to the second floor.

A group of people were lying in front of the window looking down.

The soldiers below opened fire, hoping to hit their own people.

"You idiot, get out of the window."

The German soldier in the northwest corner of the second floor goes upstairs again.

And Zhao Chuanxin went downstairs in the southeast corner.

Everyone focused on the corner of the stairs in the northwest corner. Only a few people noticed that Zhao Chuanxin went down to the first floor in the southeast corner.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled ferociously and picked up the Xingyue M1909 light machine.

The anti-inflammatory silencer makes the flame tongue much shorter and the sound is not loud, but it can always be heard.

Tata Tata...

The German soldiers stationed in the lobby on the first floor suddenly turned on their backs and howled.

The Xingyue M1909 light machine gun fires too fast.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled the trigger and shot all the bullets in the ammunition box.

Seamlessly switch to a war bow to shoot an explosive arrow.

boom……

Taking advantage of the thick smoke and the deafness of many people, he hid in a room, leaned against the wall by the window and quickly looked out.

The German soldiers in the lobby retreated, causing chaos in the square outside.

He simultaneously removed the safeties of two Xingyue M1908 grenades and threw one from each side.

Boom boom!

He shot out of the window like a cannonball and crashed into the crowd.

He wields a lightsaber to whirlwind.

In the fleeting glimpse, a circle of German soldiers was split into two, and the scene was extremely bloody and cruel.

The people nearby who were shaking their heads after being blown up by grenades looked up and saw such a scene, and their emotions immediately collapsed.

"Ah, don't kill me..."

Zhao Chuanxin's target was Maxim outside, and he fired with a Lugang M1907.

Puff puff puff...

There were several muffled sounds, and a path of blood was created.

Zhao Chuanxin's flying knee smashed the heavy machine gunner's chin into pieces, kicked Maxim, and turned the gun.

Ta Ta Ta Ta Ta Ta Ta...

Scan the machine gunner position first, then the densely populated enemy positions.

Hans von Plessen was stunned.

Is this still a fucking human being?

There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.

People can only accept things within their cognition.

Everyone thinks: We have all held guns and fired cannons, no matter how awesome he is, how awesome can he be?

Did I train less than him?

Apparently, Hans von Plessen had the same idea.

Then the price was paid in blood.

"Retreat, retreat..."

Whenever Zhao Chuanxin is outnumbered and outnumbered, he only pays attention to it - walk close and attack in front of him.

With high armor and thick health bar, one person can support thousands of people.

The team fight begins.

Auguste Victoria had just escaped, and then he saw the German soldiers around him falling down in rows like wheat.

When Zhao Chuanxin fired, Haoxuan took her away with him.

Fortunately for August Victoria, when Zhao Chuanxin's Maxim was swept in front of her, he emptied the bullet chain.

He put away Maxim and the ammunition box and ran towards another Maxim.

Tata Tata...

This time, Zhao Chuanxin fired at the gate of the Berlin City Palace because the German soldiers upstairs came down to support him.

They suffered heavy casualties as soon as they appeared, and immediately retreated.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth: "This is so ridiculous."

After saying that, he also collected Maxim and the ammunition boxes here, and flashed back to the gate of the Berlin City Palace.

And there was an explosion from where he was just now.

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned, looked back, then looked up again, and found soldiers throwing grenades down from the third floor.

Since the Russo-Japanese War started, many countries have begun to pay attention to grenades.

Therefore, during World War I, the method of hiding in trenches and throwing grenades became popular.

The technical content of grenades was not high, and it was obvious that the German army had specialized grenadiers at this time.

Zhao Chuanxin was shocked.

He raised his hand and shot an arrow.

boom!

The grenadiers huddled in front of the windows on the third floor were blown away.

Zhao Chuanxin dismantled a piece of marble at the door, made a stone tablet, and wrote in German: William son, if you have the courage to fight - Zhao Chuanxin left a message.

After the monument was erected, Zhao Chuanxin jumped on the stone monument, climbed along the pillars to the third floor and broke through the window.

When he walked out of the room, a group of German soldiers were like headless flies who didn't know where to go.

I have never fought this kind of battle before, and I can't even touch the enemy.

Zhao Chuanxin took out his Winchester M1897 and shot him in the back.

Boom boom boom boom...

Before, the Germans came to besiege him, but now he is chasing the Germans away like rabbits in the palace.

Chasing to the corner of the stairs, a grenadier threw a grenade. Zhao Chuanxin watched the smoking grenade expert volley boldly and vigorously.

boom.

Several grenadiers flew backwards and hit the wall.

The special unit of grenadiers has just emerged and is not yet very skilled.

It's okay for long distances, but grenades take time to fly.

But at close range, just pull out the safety and cast, which gives the enemy enough time to be easily counterattacked.

However, many grenadiers continued to throw grenades, which could still effectively block Zhao Chuanxin's footsteps and cover the rest of the group's retreat.

For the first time, Zhao Chuanxin felt that the war was different from before.

He did not risk his life and allowed the group to evacuate the palace.

But he shot several exploding arrows at the third-floor window, killing many people and ending up with the same destination.

Xingyue reminded him: "There are not many ammunition made from oil root gunpowder."

Zhao Chuanxin went to lick the bags from floor to floor.

He is not limited to using new weapons. Before these things, he was also known as the God of War.

…

Heinz Wilhelm Guderian, who was hiding at the end of the bridge, looked solemnly as his troops fled in all directions.

The position he was in was destined not to affect him.

He looked back at his comrades: "Why don't you laugh at me?"

Everyone turned pale and said nothing. Facts speak louder than words.

Hans von Plessen also escaped.

When he wanted to cross the bridge, he happened to see Heinz Wilhelm Guderian who was still guarding the bridge. He was furious: "You have chosen a good place. Of course Zhao Chuanxin will not come here." ”

Heinz Wilhelm Guderian opened his mouth to retort, but swallowed the words as they reached his lips.

He sighed and said: "Sir, it turns out that the individual training and combat literacy of our German soldiers are far greater than those of other countries' armies. I am also very confident in our tactics. It's just that we are fighting a battle that we will never win. war."

Zhao Chuanxin was beaten to such a degree that Heinz Wilhelm Guderian could still say these words, which made Hans von Pleasant very angry.

He just wanted to get angry, but then he thought about it. He lost this battle and had to explain to William II when he went back. He might as well listen to what this kid had to say.

"What do you think?"

Heinz Wilhelm Guderian didn't understand why Hans von Plessen changed his attitude. He said excitedly: "Sir, although we are defeated, you can immediately organize a second attack if you want. It is much stronger than Japan, Russia, the United States and other countries. Tsarist Russia is almost beaten by Zhao Chuanxin, Japan only knows how to charge without thinking, and an entire city in the United States has been disrupted by Zhao Chuanxin. Zhao Chuanxin can only rely on the Berlin City Palace to deal with us. I just asked a defeated brother that there is no problem with their quick outflanking tactics. The grenadier and infantry cooperate tacitly, just because the opponent is Zhao Chuanxin. No one else can stop our attack. What’s more, the only battlefield we have is the Berlin City Palace.”

Hans von Plessen was surprised that this man, who was only about twenty years old, dared to talk in front of him. He was also quite insightful, calm in the face of danger, and had the air of a general.

He calmed down his temper and asked: "Then why do you say we are fighting an unwinnable war?"

Hans von Plessen solemnly said: "Sir, Zhao Chuanxin is undoubtedly an outstanding military strategist and an excellent warrior. Because I am interested in his tactics and have carefully studied his record. He likes to come high. He likes complex terrain and places with water. In fact, many times, he escaped from the encirclement through waterways, so you see, I chose to stop him here.”

Don't tell me, Hans von Plessen looked around carefully, it was just like what William Guderian said, Zhao Chuanxin only needed to run to the north on the roof of the Berlin City Palace and jump directly in In the Spree River.

If Zhao Chuanxin ran to the southeast side, which was closest to the nearby building, and if he chose to escape on the roof again, this would definitely be the best choice.

Seeing that Hans von Pleasant had listened, Heinz Wilhelm Guderian continued: "Sir, I can't stop Zhao Chuanxin with just a few people. As you can see, he is wearing a weird outfit. His armor was invulnerable and he seemed to have an inexhaustible supply of weapons and ammunition, and was more advanced than any country in the world. I calculated based on the sound of gunfire that the machine gun in his hand had fired at least a hundred rounds. He can escape if he advances, and he can defend if he retreats. Unless we fire at the Berlin City Palace, we will definitely lose."

"Fire at the palace? No." Hans von Plessen was startled.

How to explain to Wilhelm II about firing a cannon?

Tell him: Did I blow up your hometown?

Is it okay to dismantle one's own crystal?

He asked: "What if we wait for reinforcements, use machine guns to suppress the windows to prevent him from jumping out, and use the number of people to rush into the palace and surround him?"

Heinz Wilhelm Guderian thought for a while: "The grenadier suppression, rapid and simultaneous rush to outflank, may be feasible without considering casualties."

Hans von Plessen patted him on the shoulder: "Good boy."

Then he left.

This disappointed Heinz Wilhelm Guderian.

that's all?

He knew that the officers in the army said that Hans von Plessen was a lapdog who only knew how to kneel down and lick Wilhelm II.

But he had no idea how shameless Hans von Plessen was.

After the other party found William II, he repeated the words of William Guderian.

Not only was he not punished for his defeat, on the contrary, William II praised him after hearing this: "As expected of my teacher, just follow your method. Zhao Chuanxin is really hateful. I want the whole world to see the Far East they fear." Butcher, you are vulnerable in my hands!"

Hans von Pleasant deliberately hesitated to ignite William II's anger: "By the way, Zhao Chuanxin set up a stone tablet in front of the palace, and it said - William, my son, if you have the courage, come and fight."

William II covered his chest, his eyes were bloodshot, and he squeezed out through his teeth: "Zhao, Chuan, Xin, I will make him into a mummy and display it all over the world!"

…

The Hague.

After receiving the news, Jane Simskerk reported to Wilhelmina immediately: "Zhao Chuanxin and the German army fought a battle in the Berlin City Palace. Zhao Chuanxin won and the German army retreated temporarily. The German emperor was furious and threatened to make Zhao Chuanxin into a mummy for exhibition all over the world."

Wilhelmina suddenly remembered that the oriental sorcerer she had found at the beginning, Shen Shensuan, said that Juliana was a father-killer.

Now it seems that it is true.

She couldn't help but worry.

Jane Simskerk saw that the queen looked very ugly and comforted her: "You don't have to worry too much. What we should consider now is how to stay out of it and remain neutral."

After Wilhelmina made public her relationship with Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin was tossing in Berlin, Jane Simskerk was worried that the yellow mud rolled up his crotch was either shit or shit.

Wilhelmina didn't say anything.

...

The news that Zhao Chuanxin was seriously injured spread like wildfire.

Even Aixinjueluo Zaifeng, who was thousands of miles away in the capital, received the news.

Aixinjuelu Zaifeng had just sent Yuan Xiangcheng back to his hometown, and was secretly happy when he received the news that Zhao Chuanxin was dying. This can be said to be a double blessing.

The four major evils of the Qing Dynasty - the foreign powers, Yuan Xiangcheng, Zhao Chuanxin, and the rebels.

Two of them are gone.

If the rebels are eliminated and the foreign powers are driven away, it will not be a dream for thousands of generations.

"Okay, okay, it will be clear!" Aixinjuelu Zaifeng said to Aixinjuelu Zaitao.

Aixinjuelu Zaitao smacked his lips: "Regent, I don't think this matter is that simple. Zhao Chuanxin has been on the battlefield for a long time. How could he die in the hands of bandits?"

Aixinjuelu Zaifeng smiled: "Do you really think that he was a bandit?"

"Ah?" Aixinjuelu Zaitao was surprised: "Could it be that the two in the north put aside their past grudges and joined forces for Zhao Chuanxin?"

"In short, I think Zhao Chuanxin is in danger. Hahaha..."

...

Chechen Khanate.

Aoki Nobuzumi and Taoktohu joined together.

It was not that Taoktohu had colluded with the Japanese, but that the Russians arranged an escape route.

Taoktohu did not like the Japanese very much, but still asked: "Is Zhao Chuanxin really seriously injured?"

Aoki Nobuzumi nodded with a stern face: "There is no doubt about it."

Taoktohu looked excited: "God is really watching. Then why are you here? Let's fight back together."

Aoki Nobuzumi looked at a fool: "Do you know that the current Gray Axe Army has some of the combat power of the three Sauron tribes back then? You are just a horse bandit, and you will die if you go. Even our elite troops have suffered heavy casualties."

After the Qing army entered the pass, it withered soon.

At that time, the three Sauron tribes were the most capable, and they fought in the south and the north. It is not an exaggeration to call them a fighting nation.

Now they have regained vitality in the hands of Zhao Chuanxin.

"You!" Tao Ketao was so angry that he was about to get angry, but then he thought of something and sat down again: "Humph, you cowardly rat."

Aoki Nobuzumi smiled instead: "If you don't believe me, you can go and try it."