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    Check Hanshouer.  Several riders climbed to the top of the hillock. This kind of small hillock is very common near Chahanshouer. Looking from the top of the hillock, the grassland is even quieter than usual. The sun is setting, and the red sunset is projected on the earth.  There was silence.  From here to the horizon, not even the sharpest eye could see a single human figure.  Although the setting sun still has its afterglow on the distant horizon, the sky has become gradually hazy, and the grassland has become darker and darker.  Beside the river not far away, there is a hill, which looks more like a mausoleum than a small hill.  There is a small walled village. According to legend, it was built during the Dashun Northern Expedition. It was later invaded and destroyed in the war with the Jungar people.  A dark shadow stretches out from the ruins.  At this time, the sunset in the sky and the reflection on the ground are changing every minute, and dusk may turn into night at any time.  "Boss, it's getting late, let's go back!" A veteran said to the officer who was looking north. His horse had pricked up its ears and snorted uneasily, which made him feel more and more uneasy.  "Go and have a look at the hillock over there!" The Shun Army officer wearing a gray felt hat pointed at the hillock opposite with his riding crop: "You can clearly see the other side of the river over there. Since we are all here, let's take a look.  It's clear!" After that, he kicked the horse's belly, and the horse went down the hill full of thorns.  The veteran shook his head helplessly, turned around and shouted: "Follow me, those behind me!" Then he rode up and followed. A cavalry team in two columns came down from the hill. There were about 60 riders in total.  This is a commonly used formation of the Shun Army outside the Great Wall. It consists of forty mounted infantry and twenty cavalry. Veterans of the Shun Army call them "front-driving" and "rear-driving" respectively, probably because the infantry dismounts during battle.  For this formation, the cavalry must be divided into two wings.  Night came quickly on the grassland. When the cavalry arrived at the bottom of the hillock, the moon had already risen. The bright moonlight illuminated the vast grassland, and the moonlight shone on the tops of thistles.  On the plains, it seemed like some kind of nocturnal animal was moving.  The clouds come and go, the moon goes and the clouds come, and these shapes on the ground are clearly visible for a while, and dimly disappear for a while.  The soldiers instinctively took their weapons in their hands and tried their best to observe the movements around them. Some of them even chanted the Buddha in a low voice. When they climbed the hill, everyone jumped off their horses and bent their backs. Their actions were all  He was so sneaky and cautious, and sometimes he even stopped and hesitated for a while.  Although the grassland is so peaceful, people are always wary of something. The wind blows from the river from time to time, stirring the dry thistles and making a sad rustling sound, as if these thistles are bent out of fear.  Bent over, trembling.  Finally, the figures disappeared under the shadow of the ruins.  At this time, except for the last few figures, nothing else could be seen under the changing moonlight.  At this time, the officer was the first to climb the hill. He held a pistol in one hand and used a waist knife to push aside the grass, and began to walk deeper into the hill. The veteran followed closely behind him with his rifle drawn.  At this time, the wind stopped completely, the rustling sound stopped completely, and the officer suddenly stopped and looked ahead warily.  Suddenly, a sharp scream was heard, followed by various sounds, forming a heart-stopping chaos!  "Living Buddha! Living Buddha!" ??"Help!" "Oh God!" "Kill!" Gunshots and screams echoed, red gun flames pierced the darkness, the sound of horse hooves, and the clang of swords.  The riders seemed to be jumping up from the ground.  The shrill screams of people before death should be accompanied by the terrible sounds of sword fights.  After a dozen breaths, the battle was over. In this quiet and ominous land, the storm happened and ended suddenly.  "Quickly start a fire and see who it is!" the officer growled, "Yes, sir!" Sparks from the flint were splashing.  Soon, torches were lit with dry pine resin. These things are commonly used by people on the Mongolian grasslands, and these compliant cavalry are no exception.  Under the firelight, several corpses on the ground were clearly illuminated, including the inside-out sheepskin jackets, skin darkened by the sun and strong wind on the grassland, Cossack-style sabers and clumsy Russian-made rifles. These things were very important to these compliant soldiers.  It was too familiar to the veterans. It was obvious that they had just encountered a group of rebel cavalry.  "Quick, occupy the hills to prevent the Tatars from following up!" The officer immediately issued an order. Although it was dark, these veterans quickly rushed to the edge of the hills and occupied a favorable position.  Just at this time, the moon broke through the clouds and shone on the river, as if it were a mirror that was exceptionally bright. You could clearly see a large group of cavalry wading towards this side, two to three hundred in total.  "Damn it, fire quickly! You, you two, go back to the camp and ask for reinforcements!" The officer immediately made a judgment and ran away.When it comes, even if we don't take into account our exhausted horse power, the riding skills of our forty mounted infantry will definitely not be comparable to those of the rebel riders who were born on horseback.  It is better to stick to the hillocks. It is night now, and the enemy does not know the specific strength of our own troops. In addition, Chahanshou'er is not far away, so it is not impossible to hold on until the enemy soldiers arrive.  With the sound of gunshots coming from the hills, the river was in chaos, but the actual effect was not as great as it seemed. The reason was simple: the hills were too far away from the river.  Most of the rebel cavalry crossed the river and disappeared among the thistles.  "Fix the bayonet and prepare to fight!" the officer ordered sternly. Seeing the soldiers accurately carrying out his order, the officer rechecked whether his pistol was loaded with bullets and whispered to himself: "What's left is  It depends on what God wants!" Gillings was in the tent, looking restless.  Since Chen Zaixing went to the military meeting three days ago, he has never appeared in front of him again. Gillings keenly felt that the war was getting closer and closer, and the smell of gunpowder in the air was getting stronger and stronger.  Whether as a military observer or a traveler, this is a rare opportunity. When I think of myself recounting this adventure in a London club under the admiring eyes of the most beautiful ladies in society,  Gillings's nerves were shaking.  "By the way, where's Duncan?" Gillings suddenly thought of his companion, and he immediately decided to visit Duncan to see if he was like him.  Gillings picked up his hat. Duncan's tent was only five or six meters away from his. He walked to the door and said in a deep voice: "Duncan, are you in there?" Soon the curtain was opened, and Duncan was only wearing a pair of clothes.  He was wearing a shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He glanced at Gillings and said, "Mr. Gillings, please come in!" Gillings walked into the tent, and there was a pungent smell of grease coming from inside. He saw seven or eight items on the table.  The items were filled with cotton gauze, gun oil bottles, and rifle parts. Apparently, Duncan was maintaining the gun just now.  "Duncan, you also feel that the war is about to start!" "Yes, Mr. Gillings!" Duncan replied while cleaning the inside of the barrel with wire and cotton gauze soaked with gun oil: "I have a responsibility to protect you.  Life is safe. We have witnessed firsthand how the Chinese treat their allies in Myanmar. " "Duncan, you are so funny!" Gillings smiled and patted Duncan on the shoulder: "But we are not allies of the Chinese.  "It's just Mr. Chen's guest. I heard that the Chinese are a hospitable nation!" "I prefer to believe in my Li Field!" At this time, Duncan had reassembled the rifle and pulled the bolt to confirm.  After everything went smoothly, he said: "For Mr. Chen, I won't even give him a toothbrush. Who knows if he will poison it!" "Duncan, you are also a little too mean to Mr. Chen.  "!" Gillings smiled and took out his pistol and began to take it apart and maintain it: "But do you think it's strange that the Chinese commander didn't move closer to Eren? From a military perspective, he should have done it as soon as possible.  By moving closer to your own fortress, you can not only better protect your own fortress, but also get support from the fortress. " "I don't know what the Chinese think, but I am sure they have reasons for doing this!"  Duncan put the rifle back on the frame and asked: "Mr. Gillings, after this war is over, will you end your journey and leave China?" "Yes!" Gillings wiped the gun with great effort and said  He replied: "I think I have seen enough to complete the task assigned to me by Mr. Balfour!" "I think you don't take care of your pistol often. You are not a good shooter!" Duncan took the Jilin  Si's pistol was cleaned: "I'm not too sure about the purpose of your visit, but I believe it is in the interest of the British Empire!" He handed the cleaned pistol to Gillings: "Sir, you can try  It didn¡¯t go smoothly!¡± ¡°Thank you, Duncan!¡± Gillings inserted the pistol into the holster: ¡°But I have a hunch that you and I won¡¯t need to shoot this time!¡± Chen Zaixing was awakened by the sound of horse hooves.  Since the last military meeting, Governor Gao Tingyu, who had always rejected people thousands of miles away, had a subtle change in his attitude towards him. Whether it was deploying troops or meeting local tribal leaders who sent reinforcements, Chen Zaixing was released.  next to.  Of course Chen Zaixing is very happy about this change, but the problem is that Gao Tingyu's spirit is too strong. This middle-aged man who is nearly fifty years old has been spinning almost continuously in the past three days. Chen Zaixing, a man in his prime,  After three days of tossing like this, I just felt exhausted and sleepy. Sitting next to Gao Tingyu, I couldn't help but doze off.
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