On August 30th of the third year of Renhe, Haishi was approaching. The gunpowder smoke that had filled the sky over the Angara River for a whole day had long since dissipated. Most of the officers and soldiers of the two countries facing each other across the river had fallen asleep. The difference is that the morale of the Russian army is very high, and they may be able to sleep well, but the soldiers of the Qing army cannot sleep well. Nothing else. In today's daytime battle, the Qing army had several All attempts to cross the Angara River on a wide front ended in failure. Although the sharp artillery fire dealt a heavy blow to the Russian army, the losses of the troops crossing the river were not small. More than 400 officers and soldiers performed heroically, and the wounded Not under this number, there are not many soldiers who suffer from insomnia because they are worried about the battle situation. Of course, not every Qing army officer and soldier who is not asleep is worried, at least the reconnaissance of Zheng Zaishan and his men. The officers and soldiers of the battalion were not among them. "Wu Yuankui." Zheng Zaishan was lying behind a big rock on the shore. His eyes were as sharp as knives and he stared at the 343 Highlands on the other side for a long time. When the time to attack had come, he called out softly. . "Here!" As soon as Zheng Zaishan finished speaking, a shadow covered in black sludge appeared behind him like a ghost. This man was Captain Wu Yuankui, the leader of the sharp knife platoon of the reconnaissance battalion. He was a native of Jiao'ao, Shandong Province. He practiced martial arts, and his family's martial arts knowledge was quite good. He joined the army in the sixth year of Chengde. In all the military exercises, he was the best in all techniques and tactics. In the first year of Renhe, he was selected into the reconnaissance camp and was promoted to the rank of captain. He was the military commander. One of the few officers promoted directly from the ranks of soldiers. "Bring your men up. Remember, don't alert the Russian troops in the bunker unless you have to." The tactics to be discussed have been discussed in the past two days, and Zheng Zaishan will not be here again. After a while, he just gave a few simple instructions and then issued the order to attack. "Yes!" After the order was given, Wu Yuankui did not dare to neglect it. He responded respectfully, then waved to the back, then silently crawled towards the river on his hands and knees. Immediately afterwards, six people in full body The figure covered in black sludge also flashed out from the pile of rocks behind. It also crawled forward. After a while, it slipped silently into the rushing river. This section of the Angara River is not very wide, only about 65 feet, but the water flow is quite fast. The right bank of the river is full of rubble, and the left bank is 343 highlands. The terrain is relatively complicated and strict. Generally speaking, it is not suitable for large armies to cross the river. Because of this, the Russian army's security here is far from strict. Except for a bunker set up on the 343 heights, the other bunkers are all within a mile of each other. In addition, the military equipment is not strong, and there is only one company of troops stationed in total. In the dead of night, most of the Russian soldiers are huddled in the castle, with only about half a platoon of troops scattered among three The people in charge of security around Sisan Highland were not too vigilant, and they did not notice the existence of the seven Qing soldiers who swam under the cover of night. Almost all officers and soldiers in the reconnaissance battalion are all-rounders. Not only are they proficient in the use of various firearms, they are also extremely proficient in special reconnaissance skills such as swimming and lurking. In particular, the soldiers led by Wu Yuankui are top-notch diving masters. Even though the river was extremely fast and most of the soldiers were still carrying heavy traction ropes, it was not too strenuous to swim. The seven officers and soldiers swayed through the water as silently as seven big fish. After swimming to the other side for only about two-quarters of an hour, I had forcibly crossed the Angara River. However, I was not in a hurry to get ashore. Instead, I lay down in the shallow water on the shore, adjusting my breathing and quietly Looking at the Russian army's defense situation on the river bank. It was late at night and it was cloudy. Although the visibility was not that high, the visibility was probably not that high. Although the Russian sentries were unable to detect the seven Qing soldiers who had sneaked over quietly, it was equally difficult for the Qing soldiers to see them. It is obviously not easy to see clearly the deployment of Russian officers and soldiers on duty in the dark night. Under such circumstances, it is obviously not easy to kill all the Russian sentries quietly. However, for the soldiers of the reconnaissance battalion who have relevant training For them, it was just a normal thing. No, as soon as his physical strength recovered slightly, Wu Yuankui moved. However, after seeing him raise his hand and make a few quick gestures, the four soldiers beside him followed closely. When he took off the traction rope, he handed it over to the two soldiers who stayed behind, and then they dispersed and dived ashore in groups of two. As for Wu Yuankui himself, he flashed into the night like a lone ranger. The sentinel-touching operation went extremely smoothly. Although the five Qing soldiers who attacked only had two daggers each, they were more than enough to assassinate unsuspecting fixed sentries, even if some Russian soldiers were hiding in secret sentries. The place is extremely concealed, but for the soldiers of the Qing Army's reconnaissance camp who have long been accustomed to operating in the dark, this concealment is not enough to escape the keen sense of the officers and soldiers of the reconnaissance camp. In less than half an hour, three, four, and three heights All the nearby light and dark sentries were swept away, not even the two soldiers on duty outside the bunker.?After escaping Wu Yuankui's assassination, except for the Russian soldiers who were sleeping in the bunker, there was only a group of dozens of mobile sentries still patrolling along the river bank. Seven against ten, this battle is obviously not easy to fight, but it is not impossible. If the size of the movement is not taken into account, with the combat power of the soldiers of the Qing army's reconnaissance battalion, they can definitely easily kill all the Russian soldiers. As for now? , the difficulty is a bit difficult, but it is not difficult for those who want to meet, no, after clearing the fixed sentry, the five soldiers who attacked quietly sneaked back to the shallow water on the shore, and talked with each other with gestures, all The plan has been discussed silently. The patrol route of the ten-man patrol team of the Russian army was very fixed. They patrolled the defense area along the river bank, going back and forth every two-quarters of an hour or so. Most of their attention was focused on the river, and no officers and soldiers of the Qing army's reconnaissance battalion were found at all. He had already lurked into the defense area, and he never realized that all the light and dark sentinels on his side had been removed by the Qing army. He was just walking back and forth in such a dull manner, his leather boots thumping heavily on the muddy ground on the shore, and the sound of "thumping" was heard in the night. It kept ringing. Closer, closer, the Russian patrol team, which was marching leisurely, finally entered the circle surrounded by officers and soldiers of the Qing army's reconnaissance battalion. Wu Yuankui, who was the first to launch the attack, dodged away from a huge stone like a ghost. He came out and silently pressed against the last soldier in the Russian patrol team. He raised his left hand and covered the soldier's mouth with lightning speed. His right hand wiped his neck and cut it off. After cutting off his trachea and aorta, he broke it off with his left hand again. After a soft "click" sound, the unlucky Russian soldier lost his life silently, due to the sound of the rushing river and the heavy footsteps of the Russian army. , the soldier at the front had no idea that his comrade at the end of the team had died on the spot. Wu Yuankui gently placed the completely dead Russian soldier's body on the ground, and with a flash of his body, he approached the penultimate Russian soldier again. As usual, he killed him with one blow, just as clean and neat. Very well, the Russian soldiers in front were still not alarmed. This was certainly due to Wu Yuankui's skill and boldness, but there was also an element of luck involved. However, luck is usually unreliable. This is not true. , just when Wu Yuankui was about to do the same to the third Russian patrol, an accident happened suddenly - the patrol suddenly sneezed loudly, and the noise was so loud that all the soldiers in front couldn't help but turn around and look back. He came over, and with just one look, Wu Yuankui, who was just about to take action, was exposed to the public! If anyone else was discovered during such an assassination, their hands and feet would most likely freeze, but Wu Yuankui was not among them. Not only did he not stop, but he exerted force on his feet, and his whole body was as if an arrow was about to leave. Then he rushed out, waved his right hand, and in a flash of the sword, he unceremoniously cut off the trachea of ??the Russian patrolman who had sneezed earlier, and without stopping, he ran straight towards the third person who had not yet reacted. Two Russian soldiers patrolled. At the same time, the officers and soldiers of the Qing army's reconnaissance battalion, who had already discovered something was wrong, all rushed out from their hiding places. They all moved very quickly. Before the Russian officers and soldiers could figure out the situation, the Qing army's scouts He had already reached the front. The Russian officers and soldiers were unlucky. Due to their laxity, they were carrying their guns across their backs. When they were suddenly attacked, they had no time to take off their guns, let alone fire. The gun was extremely inconvenient to move. After being killed by the Qing army scouts, they were unable to fight back. Almost all of them were killed on the spot in a single encounter. Only one soldier had time to let out a half-scream. Neck cut. "Send the signal!" Although he successfully killed all the Russian patrols on the spot, Wu Yuankui's face showed no trace of joy. Instead, he frowned, probably because he was not sure that half of the scream would be heard. Did they alert the Russian officers and soldiers in the bunker? Fortunately, this time luck was on the side of the Qing army. The bunker on the top of the mountain was still lifeless and showed no reaction at all. When he saw this, Wu Yuankui's heart finally returned to his stomach. He was already inside, and he didn't dare to delay any longer. He quickly raised his hand and gave the order in a low voice. Immediately, he saw a soldier take out an oil paper bag from his trouser pocket, quickly spread it open, took out a box of matches, and even I polished three of them. "Cross the river!" It was past midnight, and Zheng Zaishan, who had been waiting for a full hour, finally saw the signal from the other side. Even though his tense heartstrings were loosened by more than half, he did not dare to delay. , waved his hand, and gave the order in a low voice. Immediately, he saw groups of officers and soldiers from the reconnaissance battalion carrying several rafts into the water. With the help of the fixed traction ropes, they rowed hard to the other side, and met the other side. At the same time, the officers and soldiers of the 1st Brigade of the 1st Division also walked out of the dense forest not far from the shore, carried thick logs, rafts and other objects to the shore, and began the intense operation of building a pontoon bridge