Wang Zhenyu took advantage of Lu Diping's successful escape from the Northern Army's pursuit troops, but at this moment the situation was unclear, and all around were enemy forces. Out of caution, he led his men to hide in a forest for rest and reorganization, then dispatched twenty of his most elite soldiers, all wearing dragon emblem badges seized from the Boai Academy, divided into ten groups to scout out the surroundings, each group accompanied by a student soldier. These student soldiers were mostly familiar with the local geography and customs, and basically spoke standard Mandarin, which was apparently more useful than the Hunan-accented ordinary soldiers during reconnaissance.

  Yang Wangu, Song Xianfu and Hao Bing all felt that staying in Guandai was an adventure. The surrounding area was flat and open, and once they left the forest, everyone would be exposed. The three of them secretly discussed it and rushed to see Wang Zhenyu, hoping to leave for Hanyang as soon as possible instead of staying in Hankou, where there were Qing troops everywhere, which was really too dangerous.

  But Wang Zhenyu just kept smiling and listened to their advice, shaking his head in refusal, looking confident. This made the three of them unable to say anything else, after all, the soldiers under them were not making a fuss, so they shouldn't be anxious either, just follow Wang Zhenyu. As for saying that they would lead their troops to retreat alone? They didn't know if the soldiers would agree, but when they returned, Wang Longzhong would find out that they had left his nephew in Hankou and come back themselves, and they knew how severe the consequences would be. Who let him have a background? So the team leaders didn't dare think about it, if they really retreated, they would have to bring the troops back together. The three of them understood this point and chose to stay by Wang Zhenyu's side, unwilling to leave. Wang Zhenyu ignored them and quietly looked at the map without making a sound.

  Three hours later, the soldiers who went out to scout returned one after another. They brought back several pieces of news: first, the Beiyang Army that attacked the Boai Academy was stationed at the Boai Academy and had not withdrawn to the Yudai Gate Railway Station; second, the Beiyang Army pursuing in other directions also did not withdraw but instead advanced to the Zongguan area to station. These two pieces of news made Wang Zhenyu, who was planning a night attack, let out a long sigh of relief. Since the enemy was so cooperative, he had no reason not to put on a good show!

  The last reconnaissance group that rushed back brought news that caught Wang Zhenyu's attention, and in the direction of Zongguan, another Beiyang army appeared, with a large number of people, holding Li-character flags, and the Beiyang army chasing them with Ma-character flags was clearly not the same route. After exchanging the defense zone at Zongguan, they went straight to Xiaogan.

  "Bring the map of Hubei Province." Wang Zhenyu took the provincial map handed over by Maxi Cheng and took a look, immediately understanding. He pointed to Caidian on the map: "If I haven't estimated wrong, the Tartar army is going to attack Hankou."

  "Pipe belt, where did you see it?" Yang Wanguo also looked at the map for a long time, but couldn't figure it out.

  Wang Zhenyu pointed to Caidian and said, "It's very simple. The last group of scouts we sent out saw that the Beiyang Army's target is definitely to borrow a route from the upper reaches of the Han River through Caidian to attack Hanyang. In this way, Commander Huang, who is already in a precarious position, will inevitably have to divide his troops to block them. Originally, the strength of the vanguard was insufficient, and now it's facing the enemy head-on. At that time, the enemy can break through our Guishan defense line from the front of the Nan'an mouth, and Hanyang will be lost!"

  "What's good about that? We're still in Hankou now?" Song Xianfu was an old hand, and after listening to Wang Zhenyu's analysis, he suddenly became tense.

  "What are your names and how old are you? Report yourselves." Wang Zhenyu didn't respond to Song Xianfu's words, but was very interested in the last group of three people who came back.

  "Reporting, sir. I'm Dai Yue, the first squad leader of the right battalion, 23 years old, from Xinshao." The first soldier to step forward was not tall, but had a robust presence.

  "Oh, good fellow from Baoqing Prefecture, keep up the good work." Wang Zhenyu was delighted, he had slowly begun to blend in with this era.

  "Reporting, sir. My name is Chen Yuxin, deputy captain of the first squad of the rear team. 21 years old, from Anhua." The second soldier to report was tall and had a smiling face, looking very pleasant, making Wang Zhenyu nod in approval.

  "Reporting, sir. My name is Tao Zongyue, a student soldier from the Third Army Middle School, 19 years old, from Ningxiang County." The last one to stand up was the student soldier assigned to this group. This student soldier had a refined appearance and an air of elegance about him, but as soon as he reported his name, it gave Wang Zhenyu a shock. Tao Zongyue, the future King of Xinjiang, standing right in front of him? It couldn't be that they shared the same name and surname by coincidence, could it?

  Wang Zhenyu still had a hint of doubt, and later he bought lottery tickets but never won once: "Are you Tao Liyue?"

  "Yes, reporting officer, I was originally named Tao Jichang, but later when I went to school, I changed it to Tao Zhuoyue during registration."

  Wang Zhenyu thought for a moment, it doesn't matter who he is anymore. Even if he's Tao Luyu or Xinjiang Wang, without powerful troops in his hands, he's nothing. Does that mean I have to follow him just because he's called Hitler or Chiang Kai-shek?

  He patted Tao Zhuoyue's shoulder with satisfaction and said, "Your intelligence is very valuable. I think you don't need to attend a military academy anymore. Just follow me, we need talents like you here."

  Thereafter, regardless of whether Tao Siyue and others were willing or not, Wang Zhenyu immediately announced the transfer of the three to the camp guard as a reserve officer training.

  Then Wang Zhenyu called Yang Wangu, Song Xianfu, Xu Yuanquan and other five team leaders to his side and said: "Brothers, we are now the Monkey King in Princess Iron Fan's belly. Next, we have to do something big, but I don't know if you dare to follow me?"

  Yang Wangu thought for a moment: "Wang Guandai, you just say it, let me know what to do. In the worst case, I'll just throw this 180-pound Yang Wangu into Hankou."

  Yang Wanguo's words calmed down the uneasy hearts of the other teams. Anyway, even if things go badly, at worst one dies, and when a man dies, the bird flies up to heaven; if he doesn't die, he'll live for ten thousand years. Wang Zhenyu looked at Yang Wanguo with great approval - this person's courage is hard to say, but his level of speaking, his grasp of timing, is something that any leader would like.

  "This time we counterattacked the Han River, our goal was to take down Yudaomen Station, seize the military supplies stored by the Tartars and cut off their retreat route. As you all saw, this plan failed."

  Song Xianfu still didn't quite understand and asked foolishly: "That Wang Guan Dai, we all know about it, just say it straight, what do you want us brothers to do?"

  Wang Zhenyu smiled slightly, "Occupying the station and cutting off the rear route is something that we can't do with just a few people, but if it's just sneaking in and burning those military supplies with one fire, it's not impossible. It's just a matter of whether everyone dares to or has the courage of a man."

  After finishing speaking, Wang Zhenyu swept a glance over the crowd. Hao Bing, who had been keeping his head down, was the first to respond: "We'll all listen to Captain Wang's arrangements."

  Four others exchanged glances and nodded in agreement. Wang Zhenyu finally felt at ease, then took out his plan: "The battle plan is simple, I'll lead the student army disguised as the fourth town's reinforcement troops to infiltrate first. Once we're inside, you'll launch an attack from outside the station, taking advantage of their confusion, and we'll provide support from within, got it?"

  "As a result, everyone was silent for half a day. Wang Zhenyu suddenly became stunned. 'What's wrong? Is there any difficulty or opinion? Say it now, don't wait until we start fighting and then bring this up, that time don't blame me, Wang Zhenyu, for turning my back on you.'"

  Yang Wanguo saw that everyone was silent, so he had to come out and force himself to say: "Wang Guandai, after you enter, when will we launch the attack, what is the signal? Also, how do we distinguish between friend and foe? Moreover, it's too dangerous for you to personally lead people in, why don't I go instead?"

  Wang Zhenyu's face suddenly turned red as a date, then turned from red to white. How unprofessional! He hadn't considered any of these details, only thinking about learning from the heroic deeds of those who infiltrated the enemy's lair in anti-Japanese war movies, and automatically ignoring the operational details.

  Wang Zhenyu could only awkwardly cough and say with a straight face, "This is exactly what I was going to say next. At the sound of the gunshot, no matter what the situation, everyone will launch an attack, all wearing white towels on their arms. As for who goes, there's no need to argue, it's crucial to success, so only I will go. Remember, if we can take it by strategy, we absolutely won't use force. Go and prepare separately."

  After the plan was set, each team went back to gather their own people. Wang Zhenyu gathered his nine guards and told them about his night raid plan in a very calm tone. As a result, these kids not only were not afraid but also got excited and asked to follow him. At this time, only Ma Xicheng looked a bit worried: "Young master, isn't your plan too risky? With just our few people going to attack the Yudai Gate Station, it's not that easy, is it?"

  For his brother's concern, Wang Zhenyu was still very moved in his heart. However, he had already made up his mind and grasped Ma Xicheng's shoulders: "Brother, we men must fight once in our lives. Being timid will not achieve great things. The current situation requires us to do it this way, otherwise when the Tartars come back, even if we hide in our old home in Hunan, we will still be doomed to die!"

  Ma Xi Cheng understood Wang Zhen Yu's mind and nodded: "Alright, don't worry, I'll do it with you."

  "But you'd better be careful," Masicheng reminded in a low voice at last.

  Song Haomin, Zhao Dongsheng, Dai Yue, Chen Yuxin, and Tao Liyue were all appointed as guards after arriving in Hankou. Like the other four guards, they had not yet been issued short guns. This would be a disadvantage in close combat, so according to Wang Zhenyu's plan, these few people should not follow him during the infiltration, but instead take charge of supporting from the outside. However, Tao Liyue voluntarily proposed a detailed idea: at that time, each person would bring a few others and seize control of the enemy's machine gun positions and firepower points when the opportunity arose. This way, in a real battle, they could avoid unnecessary casualties. Wang Zhenyu thought about it and felt that this young man had a clever plan, which was very good, so he immediately agreed.

  November 17th, 7 o'clock at night, Yudai Gate Train Station. A butterfly that accidentally entered this era began to flail its small wings irresponsibly...