Nanjing, a city located on the shore of the Yangtze River, known as the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, is the most important southern city in the southeast at that time. At that time, the vast Yangtze River flowed by. On the west side of Nanjing City, the vast Yangtze River flowed past. In the north and east side, Zhongshan wrapped the semicircular shape of Nanjing City. In the west side, it was a low-lying swamp area in the Qinhuai River Basin. In addition to these natural barriers, there is also the Xuanwu Lake water barrier in the east of the city. Nanjing's city wall is also the most complete and solid city wall defense system except Beijing. At this time, in Nanjing City, there were Zhang Xun's 40th Battalion River Defense Forces and two patrol teams, plus the Supervisor Guards and the Banners of the City, and the entire Nanjing City Wuwu had 30,000 defenders. In terms of strength, it was indeed the largest urban fortress of the Qing Dynasty in the south of the Yangtze River. And Yuchen and others were attacking such a city.

At Moling Pass, 60 miles north of Nanjing City, a team battalion of the Hongzi Camp of the Jiangfang Army was stationed here (the Jiangfang Army battalion is a patrol team, divided into large camps, 4 to 500 people, each battalion, each battalion of five squads, each battalion of ten squads, 300 squads, and three squads), playing the role of outposts and barriers for Yuhuatai, Zijinshan Half Fortress Position. Since these 400 people have tied up the cards here, the people around them have been in great trouble. In addition to normal demand for supplies and catching cadres, there are many things about stealing and looting. These Jiangfang Army officers and soldiers who were tying and squads have opened casinos, and they were clamoring for a few squads and squads and robbing every day.

On November 27, 1911, Tang Jin, the head of the camp, was playing a lively stall here, and he was also the emperor. His hands were straightforward, and the bets he had already piled up on the table. When he was in high spirits, a horseman rolled over and crawled over, and shouted for a report from a distance. Tang Da Jian was in a bad mood and glared at the eyes: "Your father is dead! I'm still here to disturb me at this time!"

The horseman ate the throne and thought, "Isn't my father your uncle? You cursed that your uncle died, and it seems that he is not a good person. This thought flashed by and hurriedly reported to Guandao Tang: "In front of our clamp, dozens of Democratic Party cavalry appeared, looking at our position from afar!"

Manager Tang stood up and even brought the gambling table down. The chips and gambling tools were spread all over the floor. When several gentry who were gambling with him heard the news, they all exclaimed and rushed home to take care of them. Tang Jincai took the big belt on the table, opened the front and cursed out: "This group of people who are constantly killing! They are going to come back to seek death!"

He heard a bang, and it seemed that the guns were fired from afar. Then the gunshots rang out. Tang Jincai's cousin Ma Ban lying on the ground. Tang Jincai ignored him and ran back to his clamp. Looking out, there were indeed thirty or forty cavalry wandering outside the range of their rifles. When they looked at their military caps, they knew it was a new army. They were wearing rifles on their shoulders and fired two shots from time to time. About half of the brothers in a battalion were in their clamps, and they were in chaos and returned the guns. But the distance was too far, and neither side had any threats.

Although Tang Jincai was rude, he was an old military official after all. He followed Zhang Xun when he was suppressing the Boxer Regiment in Shandong. He could see that these dozens of cavalry were just here to reconnaise their firepower. He shouted in a loud voice: "Cease-fire-up! Don't fight!"

He tied himself up in a few strokes and ordered several whistlemen who came over: "Call the selection of the front line for me! Each person has a reward of one ocean, get a head and give it another five oceans! I want thirty people to beat these six-legged bastards out!" Several of his whistlemen screamed and went around to summon the brothers.

Tang Jincai took a six-sounding revolver and put it on his waist. He picked up a Winchester rifle. He liked this old guy more than the Manlisha fast gun that was officially used in the battalion. In just a few minutes, more than thirty desperate people had gathered by him, and some even took off their arms and looked generous with a look on their faces. Tang Jincai nodded with satisfaction: "Everyone follows me, and then count the heads to reward me! Liu Ercut, take out the old ox that the commander gave us, and give them a whole bunch first!"

Tang Jincai, with a man of about 30, quietly touched the waist along the ditch. A Maxim machine gun behind him also rang intermittently. His brothers were very unskilled in fiddling with this guy. Some of them were even more unaware of where they were hit. The cavalry were still hovering outside the range, occasionally one or two shots, and only a small officer looked like a telescope to observe immediately, and he took out the picture bag and recorded something on it.

These thirty people used the terrain to touch the place seventy or eighty meters away from these cavalrymen. Tang Jincai called everyone to put up their guns and said with a sound. All the rifles fired, and four or five cavalrymen fell down at the end, including the little officer. Tang Jincai shouted and rushed forward with his men. This was obviously beyond the expectations of these cavalrymen. The rifles fired randomly for a few times, then turned their horses and fled. The soldiers of the Jiang Fangjun rushed over, and Tang Jincai was the first to snatch the officer's telescope. He used his mud-covered boots to pluck the dead officer. He flipped over. The bullet passed through his chest, and the boss behind him had a blood hole. A baby face was still clean, and his eyes were already losing their spirits and looked at the sky empty.

Tang Jincai snorted, and his heart couldn't help but feel: "Such a young Democratic Party!" The brothers around him were clamoring to grab the heads, and he ignored them and looked at the road to retreat of the cavalry. Suddenly, the veteran's brothers and sisters were cold.

In the afternoon sun, at least thousands of yellow infantry lined up into several scattered lines and slowly pressed towards this side. There were machine guns behind the scattered lines, and the muzzles were heading in their direction.

"Run quickly!" Tang Jincai roared heart-wrenchingly. The machine gun had already sounded, and several fire snakes were whipping at them like whips. In the smoke pillars of bullets all over the ground, more than a dozen Jiang Fangjun soldiers twitched and fell down. Tang Jincai dragged a soldier beside him and ran back desperately. The bullets stirred up a little bit of dust under his feet. When he rolled and crawled back, the more than thirty people's selections were only the two of them.

A sound of squirming in the air passed by, and the shells exploded beside them, and the soil splashed so that several people looked all over their faces. Tang Jincai grabbed a whistleman who had bowed to him: "Go back and report to Commander Wang and General Wang, the brigade of the Democratic Party has attacked! There are thousands of people and cannons!" He saw his cousin lying on the ground, "Take him up, the directors of Xiaowang Village have horses, go quickly!"
Chapter completed!