The sun never sets

The Eight-Nation Alliance was a hodgepodge, and the command was very chaotic. It would have been fine if they had been winning battles all the time, but after being beaten up by the Chinese for a few days, the army's morale and organization had dropped a lot. After realizing that they might be wiped out, many officers and soldiers had a drastic change in their mentality, making a 180-degree turn.

The generals had a good plan, but the officers and soldiers below had different ideas. What if the reinforcements didn't arrive? What if the marshal and the generals above ran away quietly in the cavalry? The mobilization of the Eight-Nation Alliance took half an afternoon and a whole night, which was long enough for everyone to know the news.

Now seeing that some people in front ran away, the people behind followed suit, but some were smarter and shouted "kill the enemy" while running away. Others were not stupid either, and they followed suit and shouted and ran away. The coalition army now had a lot of wounded soldiers, and many officials and civilians who had no fighting ability. There were only 10,000 people who could fight. Excluding more than 1,000 cavalry and mounted infantry, there were less than 10,000 people who could fight. Now that 5,000 or 6,000 people had run away, what should the rest do?

Chapter 120: Unplanned Victory

Seeing the soldiers fleeing, Alfred von Waldersee became furious. Night Raid Group: 694⑨, 3613⑤ "Shameless! They don't deserve to be called soldiers!"

The other generals had no time to pay attention to what the old German man was saying. Fierce battles had broken out in the other three directions except the south, and the generals hurried to command the troops. The noise outside became louder and louder. Morison stood there in a daze, with many messy thoughts in his head.

"grown ups!"

The guards rushed in, shouting, "They've all run away!"

Morrison came to his senses. "What?"

"The British and French have all fled!" Marshal Lavardese came up with the guards, "Sir, please get on your horse!"

Alfred von Waldersee had a luxurious carriage that could not only fit the marshal in, but also allow him and Sai Jinhua to do some difficult poses in it. But now they were preparing to escape, so the guards and servants didn't care about the luxurious gilded carriage.

"I do not go!"

Alfred von Waldersee had his own pride. "I am the Marshal of the German Empire! I want to see who dares to be rude to me!"

The attendants tried to persuade him, but Waldersee refused to listen, so the guards had to carry the marshal out.

The whole team had completely collapsed, and everyone was doing their own thing. An officer was shouting loudly, trying to reorganize the soldiers. An unorganized army was just a mob, and it was useless even if they had weapons in their hands. However, this patchwork army was originally a hodgepodge, with all kinds of people. Officers and soldiers from different countries spoke different languages, and communication was a big problem, as not everyone could speak several languages.

Even if they could understand, few would pay attention to the officers' orders. Falling from the peak of life to the valley, the roller coaster experience was too exciting. Before, the soldiers could still say that they were fighting to protect the spoils, but now they were about to die, who would care so much?

Besides, the soldiers were carrying dozens of kilograms of gold, silver and jewelry. As long as they could run away, they would win. Who would care what the officers said?

When Alfred von Wassily was dragged out by the guards, he looked like a defeated army. Marshal Waldersee was in great pain when he thought that he would be remembered for the annihilation of his army in his first battle. He had already begun to regret why he had come to China across the ocean.

You're already retired, wouldn't it be nice to spend your old age in your own manor?

The sounds of fighting and shouting resounded through the sky. After the main force fled, the artillery, engineers and other special forces also threw away other things, taking some gold, silver and jewelry and running away. The horses and livestock were forcibly requisitioned, and they ran away. The ambassadors, military attachés and their families of various countries were already in a panic, and at this time, they were even more panicked.

The rebel soldiers attacked from three directions. The once arrogant foreigners did not dare to resist and just ran around. Some of them were running and suddenly their whole body was shaken, blood spurted out from their backs, and then they fell to the ground. Some were hacked to death from behind by cavalry, stabbed to death by long spears, and died in various ways.

There were a few brave people who wanted to fight to the death, but how could the power of an individual compare to that of an army? An organized group could defeat an unorganized group, and a highly organized group was stronger than an unorganized group.

The war turned into a one-sided massacre. The area within a few miles was filled with the sound of boiling water.

Screams, fighting, crying, shouting, all the sounds mixed together make people dizzy; the smell of rust, sweetness, and stench make people want to vomit, but there will also be many people who feel excited, it all depends on whether they are the winner or the loser.

When the Eight-Nation Alliance marched into Beijing with great arrogance, they were the winners, but now they are the losers. In order to keep the Eight-Nation Alliance, Lin Yongchang has used up all his trump cards and brought all his advantages into play. If he still can't win, then he has no other choice.

Even if the Chinese people's anger was to set the world on fire, it could not make up for the gap in weapons and organizational strength. The Eight-Nation Alliance had more than 200 heavy machine guns and more than cannons. Their soldiers traveled all over the world and spread the war all over the world. What did the rebels have? Dozens of cannons, dozens of machine guns, less than rifles, more than old rifles, and the rest were swords, spears, and even axes and sickles.

Even in defensive battles, the rebels often had to rely on their numbers to hold off the enemy, sometimes suffering casualties twice as many as the enemy. In offensive battles, casualties were double that.

Fortunately, after Lin Yongchang's efforts, there were no more people doing rituals or holding wooden sticks, and the rebels finally had some machine guns and cannons. Although there were still some people who believed in things like gods, ghosts, and supernatural powers, after so many people were killed by the Eight-Nation Alliance, the smart ones should know that things like "divine power protection" and "invulnerability" were unreliable.

Many people have reached a consensus that foreign guns and cannons are still needed to fight. War is cold and cruel. Of course, spirit is useful, but spirit cannot replace material. Falling behind will lead to being beaten. This is an eternal truth. But then again, it is not possible without spirit. For example, the Eight-Nation Alliance is now rushing towards the south without even stopping to block the enemy, leaving its back completely to the enemy.

This was not part of Lin Yongchang's prior plan. The coalition forces clearly still had some morale, so how could it suddenly drop to zero?

But no matter what, this is a good thing. Since the enemy has collapsed, we should take advantage of the victory to pursue them. He released all the cavalry and chased the fleeing enemies.

This was one of the cavalry's favorite things to do, second only to launching a surprise attack from behind. The Mongolian cavalry and the Han cavalry fought back and forth, cutting the enemy into pieces. The Eight-Nation Alliance resisted for a while at first, but soon everyone began to run forward desperately, and their morale dropped to zero.

Without morale and organization, even a violent machine like the army is nothing more than a mob. The fleeing Eight-Nation Alliance threw away their machine guns and cannons, the spoils they had captured, their rifles, and everything else they could throw away. The only thought left in their minds was to escape.

Lin Yongchang rode his horse and swung his sword, cutting down an enemy from behind, then shouted the slogan "Kneel down and surrender" in various languages. His voice was so loud that it sometimes even drowned out the sound of artillery shells exploding.

Chapter 121 Division

"boom!"

The sound of artillery shells exploding could be heard in the distance, and the ground and trees were shaking slightly. The horse under his crotch was restlessly pacing in place, its ears kept turning, and it looked very anxious. William gently patted the horse's neck to comfort his best friend. For a cavalryman, a warhorse is a second life. Many times he would rather starve himself than let his horse be well fed.

"Why haven't you come out yet?"

Someone was complaining, but the voice was very low. The forest they passed was only 200 meters wide. The distance of 200 meters was almost instantaneous for the cavalry, and even the forest did not take long. However, they were now in a foreign country, surrounded by Chinese who were hostile to them, and even a few minutes would seem very long.

William stroked his mount's neck, lowered his voice unconsciously, and said, "Don't worry, they will come out soon..."

"boom!"

A sudden explosion interrupted his words. A shell landed in the woods, blowing up several trees. The blast startled many people's horses. One horse neighed loudly, no longer under the control of its rider, and ran wildly in the woods, crashing into the cavalry column that was getting out of the woods.

How did the shells hit this side? William was puzzled, but then he saw a shadowy figure in the bushes in the distance, and he couldn't help but blurt out, "Oh no!"

"There are enemies!"

"Discovered!"

"Over there... ah!"

The sound of machine guns roared, and several flames flew out from the grass and hit the cavalrymen at the edge of the woods, turning the horses and riders into meat paste. The sound of rifles followed, and the cavalrymen who had no time to react were shot again and again and fell off their horses. Many draft horses and mules were already anxious and restless, and they immediately went crazy at this time, shouting and running in all directions. Some animals also left a lot of feces on the ground, and the air was immediately filled with stench.

William didn't care about waiting for his companions in the woods at this time. He immediately clamped his horse's belly and turned back and shouted loudly while the horse was galloping: "We can't wait any longer, let's go!"

He didn't need to say anything, the others were already busy running for their lives. No one wanted to attack the enemy. There were several machine guns in the bushes, and no one knew how many enemies were ambushing. In panic, everyone could only take care of themselves.

William crouched down to reduce the chance of being hit by bullets. Although he was in the middle of a battle, he couldn't help but wonder: Why would the Chinese set up an ambush here? This doesn't make sense!

Now was not a good time to find out the truth. William could only suppress his doubts and galloped towards an unknown direction. He had a map in his arms, which was provided by the Japanese. He should not get lost. Although those Japanese were short, they were very polite and had more detailed maps than the Chinese court.

The wind whistled in my ears. I don't know how long I ran. The gunshots were far away. William reined in his horse and took out the map while his mount was eating grass. There were only three companions left. I don't know where the others ran to. Maybe they fell to the ground, just like poor Philip. William saw with his own eyes that his horse broke its front leg, and Philip broke his neck when he landed.

"Lieutenant, where is this? Which way are we going?"

"Let me see the map," Lieutenant William looked at the map carefully, and then compared it with the surrounding situation. He looked at it very attentively, and did not move for a long time. His companion beside him could not help but ask, "Lieutenant William?"

"......", William raised his head and said frustratedly, "We are lost."

"What?" A companion snatched the map away. He also couldn't understand it and could only say in a sobbing voice: "What should we do? It's over. We are going to die here. I promised Fanny that I would go back and marry her after this battle. Now it's all over!"

"Not sure yet!" Lieutenant William took the map in his hand and looked at it again, "This way!"

His companions asked suspiciously, "Are you sure?"

William listened to his chest and said firmly: “Sure!”

On another battlefield, the Eight-Nation Alliance had been cut in half, with about 7,000 people escaping the encirclement, and the rest were all surrounded. Lin Yongchang chased for a while, then asked Wulemuji to lead the others to continue the pursuit, while he himself returned to the encirclement between Pan Village and Taiping Village.

He had no choice but to go back. If he did not, the murderous rebel soldiers would kill all the enemies in the encirclement.

When he arrived at the encirclement, things were already getting out of control. "Stop it, everyone!" The benefits of the loud volume were once again demonstrated. The [Divine Power] strengthened his body, and the continuous daily exercise made him stronger. At this time, he shouted with all his strength, and it was clearly audible within a radius of several miles. Some people within a dozen meters were even knocked unconscious.

It hurts! Lin Yongchang used all his strength this time, and his chest felt like it was torn apart. Although it hurt, the effect was really good, and everyone around him woke up.

"What are you doing? Killing unarmed people? Do you think you are a good man?"

His voice was so loud that people nearby were dizzy. Suddenly someone nearby shouted, "The foreign devils killed so many of us, why can't we kill them?"

Lin Yongchang turned around and saw a soldier holding a big knife crying with tears streaming down his face: "Why?"

Yes! Why? Lin Yongchang also wanted to ask this question.

He walked over, straightened the man's clothes, and then said in a friendly manner: "We should not let a bad guy go, nor should we wrongly accuse a good guy. You killed them now, and you feel happy, but have you ever thought about the other victims? Don't they want to see the enemy's head cut off? If they are bad guys, we have to chop off their heads in front of everyone. If they are good people, we can't kill people indiscriminately, right?"

The man choked up and said, "How can there be any good people among the foreign devils?"

"Then let me ask you, are there any good people among the Chinese?"

"Of course!"

“Let me ask you again, are there any bad people among the Chinese?”

The soldier hesitated, and after a while he said, "Yes."

"Look, there are good people and bad people among Chinese people. Foreigners are also human beings. Even if there are more bad people, there are still good people. Can you say that a newly born foreign child is a bad person?"

According to Western theories, people are born with original sin, but the rebel soldiers certainly don't understand that. Lin Yongchang patted him on the shoulder, then said to the soldiers around him: "We will not let any murderer go, but we will not kill innocent people indiscriminately!"

Chapter 122 I am a good person

Lin Yongchang left Cao Futian, Lin Heier and other experienced people to clean up the mess, and he was busy dealing with the remaining Eight-Nation Alliance. The Chinese people are very warm and welcoming. When guests come, they are given fine wine, and when the money wolves come, they are given hunting rifles. Now that you are here, don't leave.

For the rebels, the most difficult time has passed, and the next step is the time to reap the harvest. The Eight-Nation Alliance lost its organization and morale, and ran all the way in a mad rush. After losing nearly half of its people, it got into another encirclement. Although the rebels surrounding them were not many in number, and most of them were holding cold weapons, they were still terrified. The Eight-Nation Alliance summoned up their remaining courage, used bayonets to kill their way out, and left behind half of their people.

Under the extreme micro-management of Marshal Lin, the Eight-Nation Alliance that rushed out was constantly weakened. But there were still some people who ran away, but that was only temporary. In addition to the cavalry brought by Li Dayan, there were many people in Hebei who had a deep hatred for the foreign devils.

Those who were left behind in the encirclement thought they were unlucky because they had fallen into the hands of the evil and ignorant Chinese. But it didn't take long for many of them to realize that they were lucky to be left behind. Those who rushed out of the Eight-Nation Alliance all died on the way to escape.

Neither the people of Hebei nor the Central Plains cavalry led by Li Dayan would show any mercy to the foreign devils who had committed numerous crimes. None of the more than 6,000 officers and soldiers escaped, and all were killed on the way to escape. However, the cavalry of the coalition forces were not completely destroyed. They lost their way after being dispersed, and after fighting several battles with the militia of Hebei, they could not tell the directions.

Later, Lieutenant William saw that the rebels had not killed all the foreigners, and were still taking in the wounded of the coalition forces. William and his men, who were out of ammunition and food, exhausted, and exhausted, chose to surrender. There were also those who did not surrender, and they were all killed. The people of Hebei hated the foreign devils to the same extent as those in Shandong. None of the foreigners who fell into their hands survived.

From the raid on Tianjin to the near-complete annihilation of the Eight-Nation Alliance in North China, only fourteen days had passed, or exactly two weeks. The Volunteers killed and captured nearly 1000 troops of the Eight-Nation Alliance, including more than 17000 German troops, more than 12000 Japanese troops, more than 3400 Russian troops, more than 3300 British troops and their colonial troops, more than 390 French troops, more than 85 American troops, more than Austro-Hungarian troops, and Italian troops.

Including the spoils of war in Tianjin, the rebels captured more than 34000 cavalry rifles, 197 Maxim heavy machine guns and Gatling guns, 215 cannons, more than 16000 horses and livestock, and countless bullets and shells. In addition, the rebels also captured ambassadors from various countries, military attachés and staff in China, missionaries, reporters, photographers, etc., a total of more than 2000 people.

In addition to annihilating the enemy and seizing a large number of guns and artillery, the rebel army also obtained a large amount of gold, silver, treasures, antiques and the like. There were more than 6000 million taels of silver alone, as well as various articles and books, brocade products, gold, silver and bronze wares and other materials, with a total value that is immeasurable.

Compared to another time and space, China could have been exempted from paying 4.5 million taels of silver to the great powers. Lin Yongchang would not pay a penny. He was not the corrupt Qing Dynasty... Jin Dynasty. He would not ask for compensation from all regions after winning the war. Not only would he not pay compensation, but he would ask the great powers for a large sum of money.

If they didn't pay, did you really think Marshal Lin wouldn't throw all those captives into the mines? Of course, those who should be killed still had to be killed, especially those officers and generals. After seeing the photos and video materials taken by the Eight-Nation Alliance, Lin Yongchang decided to chop off the heads of those scums one by one in public.

The rest depends on when the great powers will pay. Ambassadors, military attachés, journalists, doctors and the like, none of them will be able to escape!

This was a brilliant victory, which broke the myth of the invincibility of foreigners and pushed Marshal Lin's reputation to an unmatched level. When the Eight-Nation Alliance invaded, the governors and governors in the south played the "Southeast Mutual Protection" game, and Yuan Shikai chose to be a traitor. Except for one or two troops, the officials and soldiers of the court were defeated at the first touch, and even the capital was slaughtered by the enemy.

At this time when all the horses were silent, it was Marshal Lin who stood up and forcibly turned the situation around. From this moment on, Li Hongzhang, Zhang Zhidong, Liu Kunyi, Yuan Shikai, and all the other high officials in the court could not match Marshal Lin's reputation.

But what kind of victory was this? The five Type A regiments had been replenished three times, and the casualties reached 140%! The dozen or so Type B regiments had almost all been replenished once, and there were many companies and battalions that were crippled. Lin Yongchang almost took a knife and went to the front line to fight to the death.

The total number of deaths, captures and missing of the Eight-Nation Alliance reached 50,000, while the rebels suffered more than 60,000 casualties. Fortunately, every battle was won, and winning meant controlling the battlefield and being able to collect and treat the wounded. Although many people died due to lack of medical care, many people were eventually rescued.

Lin Yongchang estimated that the death toll on his side would eventually reach 3, because there would be three to four thousand people who had to retire due to disability.

Many officers and soldiers of the coalition forces also lost their lives due to serious injuries after being captured. Lin Yongchang was indifferent to this. Medical resources should of course be used on his own people first. However, for humanitarian purposes, he decided to do something for the wounded.

“Actually, I’m a good person.”

When Lin Yongchang saw Mr. Conger among the prisoners of war, he brought him up. Beside a large crater caused by a shell, Lin Yongchang said to American Ambassador Conger: "This is not my fault," he spread his hands, "It's all your fault."

Kanger had calmed down from his panic. He looked at the familiar yet strange bald head and sneered in his heart, but on the surface he said in a friendly manner: "Lin, as long as you let us go, you can still gain the friendship of America, and I will help you explain to other countries."

Lin Yongchang was surprised and asked, "Is it enough to just explain it?"

Kanger stared at the bandit leader with a smile on his face, wondering about his intentions. "Necessary compensation needs to be made to various countries."

"Any more?"

The American ambassador, Conger, was delighted and said quickly, "Of course there will be some other conditions, and we can discuss them later. The most important thing now is to show goodwill and eliminate misunderstandings. Otherwise, if other countries

If more troops are sent out, I'm afraid General Lin won't be able to handle it."

Lin Yongchang laughed loudly, his voice was so loud that it made Kanger dizzy and his ears buzzed. After laughing for a while, Lin Yongchang said proudly: "If I can win once, I can win again. I am willing to show goodwill, but I am not afraid of war! On the contrary, for me, the most interesting thing in the world is war! No matter which country is willing to come again, I am happy to compete with it!"

Chapter 123 Sino-US Alliance

Lin Yongchang passionately demonstrated his fearlessness, then he calmed down and said to Kang with a smile: "I am a good person and I cannot bear to see others suffer. So many wounded soldiers lack medical care and medicine, and you, Mr. Ambassador, have nothing to eat. This is not good, don't you think? How about this, you ambassadors write a few letters, and I will send people to Qingdao and Dagukou to ask your motherland to send some food and drink to avoid starving everyone. Do you think this is a good idea?"

Conger: “….”

What could he say? Just write a letter. Now I am at the mercy of others. What else can I do? But he has the confidence. Since the bandit leader doesn't kill people now, he probably won't do it in the future. It's just a little money? Give it to him!

Humph, when the country reacts and sends a large army to suppress them, these bandits will be in trouble!

Conger was furious in his heart, but he knew that it was impossible for the country to send a large army to fight against the bandits. America could not send troops to the other side of the Pacific Ocean for someone or some people. Not only was it a cost issue, but the international situation also did not allow the United States to do so.

Among other countries, Britain was deeply involved in the Boer War, with hundreds of thousands of troops piled up in South Africa. At most, they could transfer some colonial troops over, but would the British really do that? Could their finances support the next expedition? This was very doubtful.

The Germans and French might be willing to fight on the other side of the world, and Russia and Japan are also capable of sending hundreds of thousands or even millions of troops, but the British would never want to see that happen. China is so vast and rich that no matter which country monopolizes this vast and rich land, as long as it can swallow and digest this last bit of fat, the power of that country will inevitably soar.

Back then, Britain swallowed up India and got the title of "Emperor". No matter whether it was Germany, France or Russia that occupied this territory, they would immediately become a superpower stronger than the British Empire.

The most important thing is that the Chinese have proven their strength. A 50,000-man army was completely wiped out. How many troops are needed to completely conquer this land? 100,000? Or 200,000? In the South African battlefield, the British have already reached 300,000 troops, and they are still increasing their troops. China is much larger, and the population is not on the same level as South Africa. If you want to completely suppress it, you need to mobilize at least 500,000 people.

The suppression is not the end, there will be challenges from other countries. If you really have the strength, wouldn't it be better to unify the European continent?

Kangge knew that there was no way to deal with the bandit leader surnamed Lin for the time being, so he did not do anything fancy in the letter. He just said some basic things, explained the current situation clearly, and hoped that the country could provide some food to the captured personnel to prevent them from starving. In addition, he hoped that the country could actively carry out rescue work.

After Ambassador Conger finished writing, Lin Yongchang took the letter and read it over, then shook his head and made a "tsk tsk" sound. "Mr. Ambassador, I really want to establish a good relationship with the great beacon of democracy, the United States. Please don't doubt my sincerity. The industrial strength of the United States has surpassed that of the United Kingdom, but it does not have a say in international affairs that corresponds to its strength. Is this fair? This is not fair!"