Back to the Republic of China as a commander

Alright, stop thinking about it, Wang Zhenyu glared at the person who was still shaking him, "It's okay at first, I gave you this shake, now something's going on."

Only then did Ma Xicheng heave a sigh of relief, and withdrew his hand embarrassingly, and stopped calling Wang Zhenyu by his nickname: "Your Excellency, as long as you are fine."

Take care of adults?Wang Zhenyu felt that Monk Zhang Er couldn't touch his head. He subconsciously touched the back of his head, um, why is it sticky, and it smelled a little fishy.Oops, it's bleeding. It is estimated that the former owner of this body knocked the back of his head on a stone for some reason, otherwise it would not be his turn to transfer the title to himself.This stone, well, in terms of transfer ability, it can be regarded as a match for the cut cakes sold to Mo Yan by Xinjiang people.

Fortunately, the wound was not too big, and the blood flow was not too much. After Ma Xicheng simply wrapped it with gauze and bandages, it was fine.Wang Zhenyu stood up triumphantly, patted the ashes on his butt, and jumped a few times.

Ma Xicheng was really relieved when he saw Wang Zhenyu like this, but what Wang Zhenyu said next made him nervous again: "Who are you? Who am I? Where is this?"

In the subsequent journey, Wang Zhenyu's brain became extraordinarily clear-headed, perhaps because the wound pain constantly stimulated the brain nerves.He began to sort out the remaining memories left by this body.

He quickly remembered that the person in front of him was Ma Xicheng, the cousin of the original owner of his body, and it was a very coincidental coincidence that the original owner of this body was also named Wang Zhenyu, which was exactly the same as his own name, and the words were correct. , native place is Wugang County, Baoqing Mansion (now Shaoyang), unmarried, born on the tenth day of October in the 16th year of Guangxu in the Qing Dynasty (1890), at the moment he is 21 years old, and at the age of 15, he was recommended by his uncle Wang Longzhong to enter Hunan Army Elementary School, graduated at the age of 18 and was assigned to the 49th standard as a shed.My parents are still alive, my father is Wang Longxian, my mother is Wang Chenshi, there are seven brothers and sisters in my family, and I am the third eldest, with a brother and a sister above, and a brother and a sister below.The current time is the nineteenth day of the ninth lunar month in the third year of Xuantong (November 1911, 11). . .

Ma Xicheng also opened his mouth to help Wang Zhenyu sort out the above, so the memory became clear here.

"Wait" Wang Zhenyu quickly interrupted his cousin, because he already knew that this person's mother Ma Chen was his aunt, but now, he is not very interested in this "cousin, what did you just say? Xuantong three years? Then where are we now?"

The history teacher and class teacher of Wang Zhenyu Junior High School is from Shaodong, Hunan. Wang Zhenyu despises him because he likes to ask students for gifts, but Wang Zhenyu still takes his history class very hard. He clearly remembers that the so-called Emperor Xuantong was in the third year It was overthrown by others, so has the [-] Revolution broke out now?

"This (here) is Hanyang, and we are now assisting the Hubei and Hunan Army!" As if in coordination with Ma Xicheng, the voice just fell, and there was another cannon shot in the distance, which was very stern in this silent night.Wang Zhenyu suddenly felt a burst of cold air coming from the bottom of his spine and rushing directly to his neck, and his whole body couldn't help shivering.

Wang Zhenyu's eyeballs were straightened now: Oh my god, it's really a revolution, and it also aided the Hubei and Hunan Army.I have nothing to do, and I actually voted for the forefront of the [-] Revolution. Isn't this a joke?If you don't play like this, it's better to vote for a disabled person. At least the disabled person doesn't have to go to the battlefield to die again. Doesn't it mean that my life is not over?This damn bull-headed horse face, look at your sister's temptation to go back to the village, you guys are seriously dereliction of duty.Well, Huanyang has been turned into a one-day trip to Hong Kong and Macau by you.When I die again this time, I will go to Hades to petition every day, even if I am sent to the mental hospital in hell, I will never end with you anyway!

Niutou Mamian, who was watching "The Temptation of Returning to the Village", couldn't help but sneezed while wiping away tears.

For the history of the Revolution of [-], Wang Zhenyu can be regarded as a master!

Although the Chinese dynasties of later generations condemned the Japanese government for amending history textbooks and beautifying the history of aggression.But in fact, China’s own history textbooks have also been repeatedly raped many times based on political needs. Historical figures have been completely made into facial expressions.

But no matter how it is modified or beautified, there is one thing Wang Zhenyu remembers very clearly and will never be mistaken: Mr. Sun Yat-sen, the righteous, bright, great sage, gentleman and father of the country, has never been reactionary and dark from the beginning to the end. The bald opponent of Yuan Shikai, a decadent scumbag and national traitor.

Influenced by patriotism and the traditional education of positive revolution for many years, I insist that justice will defeat evil. Every time I see the scene of the confrontation between Sun and Yuan in the history textbook, I pray very devoutly that the father of the country can explode once in the small universe, and then use a Tianma Meteor Fist killed Yuan Guangtou, rebuilt China and then conquered the world.But history is different from history textbooks after all, let alone watching anti-Japanese TV dramas that make people sympathize with the Japanese devils, it is real and cruel.The ending is often that the revolution of the father of the nation has not yet succeeded, and then he takes a group of revolutionary comrades who still need to work hard to go to the Black Dragon Association of Japan time and time again to reinvigorate and continue to work hard.Then follow up with repeated defeats. . .This is how history repeats itself.

I don't know if they met Chen Zhen, the Jingwumen who came to kick the hall when they were in the Black Dragon Club?If I saw it, would the revolutionaries like the father of the country help the Black Dragon Society or Chen Zhen?Uh, it's getting farther.

Closer to home, the reason for its failure is still due to its strength. The Beiyang Army in this era is too tm capable of fighting.

As far as the contemporary Asian army is concerned, the six Beiyang towns trained with the strength of the whole country can be regarded as top-notch in Asia in terms of individual equipment and training level.Think about it, in order to let the Germans teach themselves, they honestly cut off the braids left by their ancestors.This is much more pragmatic and reliable than the Chinese Football Association and the General Administration of Sports, which have always emphasized Chinese characteristics and national conditions in later generations, and have repeatedly refused to integrate with international advanced concepts.From this point of view, the style of these two yamen in later generations is even worse than that of the Qing Dynasty, and even worse. Is this an improvement or a regress?

Military fans of later generations even have such an immature assumption about the Beiyang Army in this era, if China at that time could have a strong enough military industry as a guarantee.In terms of the combat effectiveness of the Beiyang Army alone, it could even compete with the armies of European powers during World War I.This is no nonsense, and you don't look at who trained the Beiyang Army, he is the most serious German guy in the world.

It is a pity that after the fall of the Qing Dynasty, there were years of civil strife, and until the founding of New China, China failed to recover to the historical height of the Qing Empire's GDP, which was fourth in the world.After all, land was still privately owned during the Republic of China, and real estate did not have a political basis for vigorous development. Let alone gdp, it was exactly the same as the European population in later generations, with negative growth across the board.The outcome of the Beiyang Army is naturally the same as that of Chinese football that does not pay attention to the foundation of youth training in later generations. Even if a certain group of players enters the World Cup, it cannot change its nature of castles in the air and bamboo shoots in the mountain.

The ending is of course unrecognizable.

Closer to home, how strong is the Beiyang Army?You can go and look at those protagonists who wrote time-travel novels back to the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China. Almost every protagonist in their novels, no matter how smart and wise they are, would not go directly to practice solo with the Beiyang Army.Generally speaking, they will find a place far away from the Beiyang army, practice their internal skills hard and wait for the opportunity, and then run out to defeat Beiyang and unify the country with a sad hand.So we often see people who go to Nanjing to fight with Zhang Xun, but we don't see anyone who is brave, romantic, innocent and cute enough to go to Wuhan to fight with Feng Guozhang.If you compare it with online games, then Zhang Xun is the treasure for gaining experience, and Feng Guozhang is the ultimate boss.Such a challenging and difficult goal should be left to other revolutionary young people of the same generation to deal with it!

The revolution is romantic, and it is glorious to participate in the revolution. Wang Zhenyu, who has received the red education of later generations, also has this concept in his brain, but he is not brain-dead after all.He knows what war is all about. It's not the same thing as the Soviet-Zhejiang coalition fighting Nanjing. Someone released water over there, and then a bunch of people rushed in. Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhang Xun led a group of people He ran out in desperation, and then Nanjing was recovered.And here in Wuhan, apart from being superior in numbers, the militia army is more than one grade behind the Beiyang army in terms of the quality of its soldiers and equipment. In addition, it is Huang Xing, a traditional good man with reputation but no real talent, who is in charge of commanding operations. It has been proved many times that good people generally do bad things with good intentions, and their ability to cause their own harm is often better than that of their enemies.

So the problem came out. At this time, there is no romance in Hanyang, only excitement, the excitement of death.What is even more tragic is that the person who killed you was still a good person, so are you a good person or a bad person who was killed?rest in peace. . .

Thinking of this, Wang Zhenyu groaned in his heart, "Tau Tau Ma Mian, I thank you eight generations of ancestors."How can you be so unprofessional as a ghost job? !

"Report to Commander Wang, and the second battalion manager brought Wang Zhenyu to report." Wang Zhenyu tried his best to pretend to be a soldier, with his chest raised, his stomach retracted, his feet together, and it was a standard military salute to Wang Longzhong.

Although Wang Longzhong is a rough person, he can clearly feel that his nephew is different today.Usually, people before and after call him uncle, for fear that others will not know that he is his nephew, why is it so formal today?After being a soldier for so many years, it was the first time I saw him standing in such a standard military posture!

"Your son..." Another glance at Wang Zhenyu, Wang Longzhong was stunned: "What (what) is wrong with your size?"

Wang Zhenyu hadn't figured out how to answer, and Ma Xicheng, who was standing behind him, stepped forward and replied: "Report to the commander-in-chief, just now on the way here, Mr. Guan led accidentally fell off the horse, and the back of his forehead was bleeding. I'm a little dazed! "

Wang Zhenyu praised in his heart, it's wonderful, you explained everything for me, and it saves me trouble.

"Oh, you bastard, why didn't you be careful, you got injured before you went into battle. What's wrong with you?" Wang Longzhong's face was cold and hot, and his words, which were clearly concerned, made him very angry.