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4938 Brother Murder

The heaven and earth are mourning! The Third Division of Xishan Camp has reached their dead end. After the fierce battle at midnight, the Third Division almost lost one-third of the troops, and all the remaining brothers were injured. After Fuqing's reinforcements arrived, these people changed defenses with the Third Division of the Imperial Army.

The wounded soldiers were concentrated around the camp, forming a battalion of cultivation. The medical soldiers began to rescue the seriously injured. No one cared about the minor wounded and could only help themselves. A small number of them were left without any serious injuries. They had to transport medical supplies, food and fuel back and forth for the brothers.

In short, the Third Division has no combat power, and it will not work without repairing it for a few months!

But no one expected that the situation would change instantly. The Fifth Division, which was originally a comrade, tightened the white towels on its head one by one, and mixed it with the rebels and raised the butcher knife to him!

"The Fifth Division has rebelled! The Fifth Division has come to kill... The Fifth Division has rebelled!"

Papa... Before many brothers in the wounded barracks had time to copy guns, they were shot and killed by these red-eyed rebels on the spot. Everyone died with their eyes closed!

The wounded soldier who was shot in the back struggled to climb forward, reaching out to reach the rifle that was being mounted. The soil around him was soaked in blood. He shouted in his mouth, "Why...Why...Why...Why..."

There was no reason. The only answer to him was a bayonet that nailed him to the ground, staring at the officers and soldiers of the Fifth Division who were rushing up with empty eyes. He looked at the familiar military uniforms so strange!

"Damn it... Lao Luo, do you want to kill me too? You..." The wounded soldier held the blade of the bayonet, and half of the bayonet had pierced into his chest. In front of him were the brothers who drank and ate dog meat together.

The soul's questioning made the other party dare not look into his eyes. "Brother... I'm going to be hard for life, I have to live... If I don't kill you, the commander behind me will kill me!"

"I'm sorry!" He exerted his wrist and raised the bayonet, and the blade pierced into the heart. The familiar figure fell to the ground and bleeded blood in his mouth!

The soldiers of the Third Division, who had just been blown up during a bloody battle with the rebels, sat on the ground and burst into tears, his eyes were bleeding. He shouted at the soldiers rushing up with his chest.

"Dog Day's Fifth Division! Dog Day's Nastu! My leg was blown off by the rebels just now when I covered your flanks!"

"I just saved at least one of your brothers... Now you want to be kind and revenge? Shoot at my chest! Shoot!"

"Ungracious bastards! You are all bastards!"

The questioning made the soldiers rushing up dare not answer any words, and they didn't even dare to look him in the eyes. From the day the Xishan Camp was established, they actually didn't distinguish between each other!

At this moment, the most tragic thing in the world is just like this!

"What are you standing there? Damn, shoot!" Slap, a group of rebels wrapped in white towels rushed over, and raised their hand to kill the wounded soldiers of the Third Division!

The ferocious rebels shouted to the soldiers of the Fifth Division, "What dream are you dreaming here? This is a war, this is a national war to replace the new dynasty with the old dynasty!"

"How many times can a person catch up in his life? In the future, he will rely on this battle tonight to get promoted and make money!"

"You talk about friendship with them? Fuck, eat food when you are a soldier, kill people in war, and what kind of friendship should you do? What you want is promotion and wealth, and when you want it, your descendants have food to eat!"

"You sir have already defected to His Majesty, why are you still working hard for the foolish lord?"

"The commander Stu is the eldest prince of Emperor Guangxu! You are all personal soldiers, and there will be glory and wealth in the future! For the sake of the red top and the silver, I will not clean up!"

"What a bullshit brotherhood! What a bullshit comradeship! It's all shit... Kill them all for credit!"

This is the ancient army without ideals and no military spirit. They never knew why they fought. They had no belief at all. They were just fighting like animals and machinery, and they were in exchange for their own glory and wealth!

No new training is useful, no matter how best rifles in the world are, they can't save their souls!

"This is an army with the world's most advanced army weapons, but it has launched the medieval backward combat army. It has no ideals and vitality that the new army should have. No matter how new the equipment is, it cannot cover up the old stench on them!"

"Eishan Camp or the New Imperial Army, it's just like that!"

This is a consensus reached by Western military scientists after reviewing it for a long time after the war!

The Third Division of Xishan Camp was hit by an exterminated blow, but the New Imperial Army was slightly better because the New Imperial Army was created by Emperor Tongzhi, and its loyalty was unquestionable. At this moment, the division commander was detained in the central army's tent, and the officers at the grassroots level were able to calm down the scene.

They gathered together and formed a group of reef-like circular defensive positions, some were battalions and some were a regiment, and the group firmly controlled the rhythm of the battlefield before they received new orders.

With his super defensive ability, he dragged nearly half of the rebels!

The Guaizima was trained by General Hunchun, who was only loyal to Emperor Tongzhi, and the two commanders were also trapped in the central army's tent. The remaining tribal warriors almost began to avoid the battle with conditioned reflexes!

Although these cavalry are brave and powerful, they are hunters at heart. The biggest skill of the hunter group is survival!

They would not be slaughtered as stupid as the Xishan Camp, nor would they be as reef-like as the New Royal Army. The more than 10,000 cavalry were divided into more than ten teams and quickly left the battlefield!

But they refused to leave, just looked at everything in front of them vigilantly on the edge of the battlefield, and once they had the chance, they would attack quickly and reap a wave of lives from the edge of the rebel crowd.

It was like scraping off the cream on the edge of the cake with the sharpest knife, and the group was waiting for the opportunity. The key was to wait for the breakthrough of the two generals, Feng'er and Bailang!

It was already half past four, and the chaos in Zhuozhou Camp has reached an irreversible stage!

The captured high-ranking officials in the central army camp were also crazy! Commander Bai Zhan’s wounds all over his body were broken. He had just rushed towards Nastu twice, but they were all controlled by the rebels.

At this moment, he was pressed to the ground like a mad tiger, staring at Nastu with hatred, "Battleman! You are a bastard! Let's train together to eat in a horse spoon, and the friendship over the years has been fed to the dog!"

"How many people died in our division for your defense zone and to save your life? You are ungrateful, and you still want to massacre my brothers from the third division?"

"Damn it, is it your order or the Japanese command six times? Damn, the direction of the gunfire outside is obviously my wounded barracks!"

"My ancestor... do you want to kill all my third division?"

Zaitu was oppressed by the momentum of his comrades, and he had no confidence in speaking. "No... I didn't give an order... Your Majesty didn't give an order either!"

"It's not me!" Zaitu turned his head and looked at Yi Qiong and said loudly, "Prince! Don't let your brother bleed in vain! Go out with me!"

"Order them to cease fire! Don't fight... All the dead are the vitality of my Qing Dynasty!"

Yi Qi was so angry that his teeth were itchy, "Do you still know that this is the vitality of my Qing Dynasty? If you were to think of the vitality of the Qing Dynasty, you would not rebel!"
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