Chapter 50: Why Pretend to Be a Ghost?

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 is too high. 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. Originally there were 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 captured by Nie Shicheng.

Unfortunately, the left sentry officer died heroically. The right sentry officer 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 they will personally command. There are also three teams of fireworks and artillery. They cannot be used separately and should be gathered together. Wang Shizhen can take command first.

I almost forgot that the sniper team that made great achievements today should continue to be carried forward, but the number of people should not be too large. After all, not everyone has the potential of a sniper, and it is not good to make up the numbers, 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, Masakito-chan, 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 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 then choked and said: "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 should wear uniforms with the soldiers. The same clothes to cover up.”

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

"That's right. The officers of our Empire of Japan must command the battle with command swords. Could it be that Mr. Nishijima also asked them to keep the 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 Xiaozhengjun’s suggestion, I agreed, and Xiaozhengjun 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 rest for a while 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." Naofumi Tachimi 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 teams united under the command of Wang Shizhen, but he finally approved it.

Each sentry officer immediately took office and quickly gathered people's support, either promoting their trusted subordinates, or talking to the original commander to gain their 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 had worked 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 green shirt, tied his hair in a bun, and took Holding a homemade whisk.

Unexpectedly, his painstaking efforts in 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? 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 the 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.

After Liu Mingchuan and Liu Shengzao left, the Ming Army also branched out and became the predecessor of many armies. Liu Shengxiu took over Liu Shengzao's class.

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

Although they did not openly rebel against the court, they did a lot of things insincerely.

This old woman, Cixi, had no other abilities, but when it came to playing power, no one could match her. She played Zeng Guofan and Li Hongzhang to death one after another. If she hadn't died of old age, even Yuan Shikai might have been played to death by her in the end.

Zeng Guofan's Xiang Army was powerful, so she tried her best to cultivate the Huai Army to make the two armies check and balance each other. When the Xiang Army declined, she took advantage of the defeat in the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895 to reorganize the Huai Army and finally created a new army.

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

This is getting off topic.

After listening to 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 said after putting it down: "Yes, we are all old, and we should be at home raising flowers and drinking tea. But there is no one in the army, and in the end, we, who are half buried in the ground, will be needed to put on armor and take up sharp weapons and go to the battlefield again."

Nie Shicheng paused, and then said: "When people get old, they have to give young people a chance, otherwise, the next time there is an invasion by foreign enemies, will we, who can't even move our bodies, go to the battlefield again?"

Liu Shengxiu took a sip of tea and thought to himself: It's right for you to promote young people, but don't use my people to promote them.

Liu Shengxiu was preparing words in his mind, and was about to say something else, when he heard a report from outside the door that Wei Jichen wanted to see him.

Well, since the real master is here, let's see what he says. Liu Shengxiu leaned back and waited quietly for Wei Jichen to arrive.

After a while, the tent door opened. Liu Shengxiu looked sideways. Wei Jichen didn't see him, but he saw a wild Taoist priest holding a whisk walking in leisurely.

Nie Shicheng frowned and said to the personal soldier who reported it unhappily: "This is a strategic place in the military camp. Why did you let a Taoist priest in?"

"Nie Marshal!" Wei Jichen smiled awkwardly, stepped forward and bowed: "Nie Marshal, I am Wei Jichen."

Nie Shicheng, Liu Shengxiu and the staff beside him all stared at each other, and then looked at Wei Jichen together.

"Zijie! Why are you like this?" Nie Shicheng was shocked and thought Wei Jichen was mentally ill.

Liu Shengxiu's old face turned red. If it weren't for his good self-cultivation, he would have laughed out loud.

Several other staff officers, such as Feng Guozhang, secretly lowered their heads, their bodies twitching constantly, obviously trying to hold back their laughter.

Only Nie Cairong looked worried.