On one side were the officers and soldiers of the Third Division who could not retreat. They knew that at this moment, the unauthorized attack of the Fifth Division in the camp had caused empty defensive power.

In the past, they could have chosen to give up the trenches and retreat into the camp defense, but now they absolutely dare not. Giving up the trenches will make the originally weak flanks of the southeast defense zone even weaker.

If the enemy takes the opportunity to attack the flanks of the Royal New Army, one division of Bai Min and his team will be responsible for two defense zones, and if the flanks are unstable, the overall situation will be worrying!

If you have no choice but to retreat, you can only fight to the death. All the commanders of the Third Division from top to bottom sank into the trenches, and even Bai Zhan came to the front line to command the battle.

The temporary command center was placed in a medical station, and the wounded soldiers were bandaged at the innermost point. Bai Zhan and his subordinates blocked the door. On the one hand, they directly commanded the battle, and on the other hand, they were also prepared to fight in close combat!

The pistol was filled with bullets, and the officer level could carry a saber. Bai Zhan had at least three hundred years of history to the Ming Dynasty geese-feathered sword passed down by his ancestors, but it has been well maintained.

This was the capture of the ancestors after the bloody battle when they entered the pass. I don’t know which Ming army officer seized it. The blade was slender and beautiful, and the dark colors in the blood trough were all plasma that had penetrated for more than 200 years!

At this moment, the blade was re-sanded and was extremely sharp. Bai Zhan carefully wiped it with a piece of white cotton cloth and listened to the hysterical roars of gunfire like heavy rain.

"Crazy! In the first actual battle of our Xishan Camp, we encountered such a madman... After winning, our third division will be reborn and have military spirits!"

"If you lose... Haha, our third division will only be a joke from now on. From now on, we will not have the title of our strong army list!"

"Sir Gordon told us more than once, why is the British Empire an Empire that does not set? That's because their country believes in the naval spirit from top to bottom, and it's the reef!"

"No matter how violent the wind and waves are, the reefs will always stand on the sea! A European island country hanging alone has never been powerful for thousands of years, but it kicked over the first empire that never sets in the Age of Discovery, Spain, and crushed the rising France and Tsarist Russia to death!"

"This is where the most powerful British Empire is now! No success can be achieved without bleeding. If you don't step on bloody footprints, the empire will never rise!"

"If I want to revive the Qing Dynasty, I must have such a reef spirit! If the Lord is not present to command, we can't embarrass the Lord!"

"Come out the title of our Third Division! In the future, we brothers who have fought out the military spirit will be able to spread and form a military group in the Qing Dynasty!"

"The company commander who fought bloody today may not be the future regiment commander and division commander... Everyone who is doing in the future may not be the military commander who is the only one on their own!"

"Brothers! Use our bloody battle today to exchange for a ten thousand-year future!"

"From today, the Eight Banners military system of the Qing Dynasty will give way to us! From now on, the Qing generals will become prominent and will definitely be in the Xishanying and the new imperial army!"

"We are the future of the empire! The Eight Banners have eaten hardcore crops for more than 200 years... and they will give them to us!"

"Fight a prosperous future!"

Kill! Tens of thousands of brothers in the trench are united, and their strength is to cut off gold. Xishanying is not the little transparent person of the Qing Dynasty. They already have their own thoughts in their dormant!

At this moment, a British cruise ship was sailing north on the distant East Sea. In the night, Gordon's face was ashen and blushed on the deck.

Cigars were sucking one after another, and the coastline of the Chinese land could be seen to the west. There were faint mountains, hills and plains above the blue sea water.

The lights of fire outline the outlines of villages and towns. The country has been in turmoil and the more you go north, the more violent the rain becomes.

"Why did the war suddenly break out? Why did the disaster suddenly expand? How could millions of victims turn into rebels?"

"You must hold on, remember everything I have told you... When I am not here, you must firmly hold the throat of fate! Never compromise!"

Xishan Camp was the first pure Western-style army built by the late Qing court. Zaichun could not have been careless, in order to clear the remnants of the Japanese devils in Xishan Camp.

He sent two confidants, one was Prince Dun's own fifth uncle, and the other was Admiral Gordon, who was re-incorporated in Britain!

Gordon had fought the Taiping War and had a long cooperation with the Qing Dynasty. If he hadn't had the power to compete with Li Hongzhang, he might have stayed in the Qing Dynasty.

Later, after leaving the Qing Dynasty, Gordon was also given away by gifts, and the court gave him a very high courtesy!

After Emperor Tongzhi visited Europe, he once again extended an olive branch to Gordon. With many interests in mind, Gordon returned to East Asia.

This made Emperor Tongzhi sink into the Xishan Camp!

Xishan Camp received a nearly dismantling and reconstruction. The first, second and third divisions were trained by Gordon himself!

The Fifth Division and the Sixth Division were personally commanded by Prince Dun. A foreign devil could lead more troops than the Prince, which shows Zaichun's trust in him.

Gordon really did his best. He not only trained the bodies of these soldiers, but also trained the souls of these soldiers!

Gordon and Zai Chun had a secret plan, which was so huge that it could scare all the Eight Banners children. This was an almost subversive reform!

Only Emperor Tongzhi, Gordon, senior officers of the New Royal Army and senior officers of Xishan Camp know the inside story!

There are no more than twenty people together!

What was the plan? Emperor Tongzhi wanted to use Napoleon's iron-blooded means at that time and to build his own new military aristocratic group to completely replace the backward Eight Banners military group!

Completely change blood! He wants to completely change the blood of the Qing Dynasty!

Gordon stomped his feet on the deck in a hurry, "Why did I fight when I was out? Can Bai Zhan and the others hold on? You can't lose this first battle!"

"If you want to create the military spirit of the new military group, you have to work hard!"

"Hurry up, Captain, can you be faster...I'm going to go back to the capital right away!"

Gordon was sleepless, and Emperor Tongzhi Zaichun was sleepless. At the entrance of the Taihe Gate Hall, he sat alone on the door frame, looking at the south sky with his eyes empty!

"Does the kings, princes, generals and ministers have a habit? A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier? Master, do you still remember this story I taught me back then?"

"This is the original power of all innovation! If you can't lose, I will never lose!"

"The Battle of Zhuozhou Camp is the first bloody battle between my new army. If you win, our group will win!"

"Only after the blood exchange reform can be successful! If you fail, my reform will eventually fail!"

"You are not fighting for me, you are fighting for yourself, fighting for yourself!"

"Hahahaha...Hahaha...Master! Look at me...Look at how excellent your apprentice is?"

"Among all your disciples, I am the best, and only I can understand your deepest political philosophy. I am your personal disciple!"

In front of Taihe's door, Zai Chun laughed like a ghost crying!
Chapter completed!