Everyone immediately got busy, and soon each soldier replenished their supplies. They even replaced a rifle with a new one and received over a hundred rounds of handgun ammunition. These rifles were originally intended to be transported to Feng Guozhang's headquarters to supplement his guard unit, but now they all belonged to Wang Zhenyu at a bargain price. The only regret was that none of the Maxim heavy machine guns could be taken away, as they would all have to be destroyed. Wang Zhenyu knew how valuable these were, worth a full 2,000 yuan!

  Next, blowing up the arsenal was relatively more troublesome. This was a technical task that required both destroying the military depot and ensuring their own safety. It wasn't like setting off firecrackers when they were kids, and Wang Zhenyu and his men weren't professional sappers who knew how to handle explosives. After thinking for half a day, Wang Zhenyu had everyone prepare to retreat north from the train station, then he and Zhao Dongsheng came up with a plan with over a dozen people. They wrapped gunpowder and paper scraps in bed sheets to form a 60-meter-long fuse, which they soaked with oil along with the warehouse and cloth. Once it was lit, they would run. As for the captives, Wang Zhenyu insisted that this was an internal war and refused Xu Yuanquan's request to execute them collectively. Instead, he drove them towards the direction of Nan'an mouth, and these unarmed and officer-less Beiyang soldiers naturally dispersed in all directions. Reporting back to the Bo'ai Academy wasn't their concern.

  Wang Zhenyu didn't know how powerful the explosion of the arsenal would be, but he could be sure it wouldn't be small. So this time he wasn't arrogant, and he decided to stay a mile away, while the glorious task of lighting the fire was given to Zhao Dongsheng, who was brave but not stupid. Wang Zhenyu still reminded Zhao Dongsheng a few words before leaving, meaning "run as fast as you can". Zhao Dongsheng wasn't afraid of death, and after seeing the oil-soaked bed sheet burning at an incredible speed, he turned around and ran. Before he could run out of 100 meters, the whole warehouse was on fire. Zhao Dongsheng looked back and accelerated his speed, and before he could run out of another 100 meters, a loud explosion occurred in the warehouse, followed by a series of explosions. The shockwave shot up to the sky, and the flames illuminated half of the night sky, even visible from Ba'ai Academy eight miles away.

  Ma Jizeng was supposed to send reinforcements when he heard the gunshot, but because it was dark and unclear what was happening, Ma Jizeng hesitated for a moment and only sent a small group of cavalrymen to go to Yudaomen Station to see what the situation was. Unexpectedly, before the cavalrymen returned, there were continuous explosions in the direction of Yudaomen, and the flames that shot up into the sky made half of the dark night sky red, and the rolling thick smoke could be seen clearly. Ma Jizeng would have been a fool if he still didn't understand what was going on, so while scolding Zhou Kuian for being useless, he quickly assembled his two battalions and rushed towards Yudaomen Station.

  Wang Zhenyu soon received a call from Zhao Dongsheng, who was panting: "Good job, you're really something!"

  Zhao Dongsheng's head was dizzy and his ears were ringing, but he didn't think he had done anything great. However, being able to help Manager Pang with things made him happy, so he smiled foolishly and continued to pant heavily with his hands on his knees. The previous big explosion was just too thrilling.

  Yang Wangu and others have now thoroughly convinced Wang Zhenyu, just as the brothers were celebrating, they ran over to ask Wang Zhenyu: "Director Wang, what should we do next?"

  Wang Zhenyu was not as optimistic as Yang Wanguo and those heartless guys, he knew how despicable his current actions were to the Qing army. If he lost his mind and decided to fight a guerrilla war to the end, continuing to stay in Hankou, the Qing army would definitely mobilize its main forces to annihilate him without mercy.

  In the end, you'll be left with nothing but defeat and capture, then being flayed alive.

  Thinking of being flayed, Wang Zhenyu couldn't help but shudder. This era is really too barbaric, and people are actually killed in such a bloody manner. Being beaten to death with a steelyard would be better than being flayed alive.

  It's better to leave this place as soon as possible. But now we've lost contact with the other side of the Han River, and there are no boats to get back. After some thought, it's still best to head back via Zongguan, where the water is shallow and someone can swim across to send a message. And if we're pursued by the enemy and have no boat, we can still lead everyone in swimming across, even if it means abandoning our equipment. Since I led my brothers in risking life and limb to take down Yudaomen, Li Huaizi will definitely compensate us for our losses.

  Wait, having made such a big commotion at the Jade Belt Gate, what will the Tartars do in response? Reinforcements, right, this is the Tartars' heavy baggage area, they'll definitely send troops to rescue and must come along the railway. If I set up an ambush, how would that be? The Tartars from the Zongguan side will also reinforce, then won't I be able to swagger back through the Zongguan Pass? Hehe, I'm too clever.

  The more he thought about it, the more pleased Wang Zhenyu became. He quickly came to his senses and glanced at the crowd surrounding him, chuckling: "We'll follow this railway for a hundred meters, then lie in ambush. When the Tartars come to rescue their troops, with such a big commotion, I don't believe the Tartars of Boai Academy can still sleep soundly."

  Yang Wanguo was shocked: "But this place is a plain, and there's no paddy field or anything to hide us at this time of year! How can we ambush?"

  Wang Zhenyu pointed at the moonless sky: "On such a dark night, what cover is needed? Everyone follow me."

  More than 900 people, not a single death or injury, not only seized the Yudaomen railway station, but also destroyed the enemy's arsenal. Now everyone in their hearts regards Wang Zhenyu as a god, "Whatever Wang Guandai says, we do."

  More than 900 people had walked less than 100 meters with torches when Wang Zhenyu, holding binoculars, ordered everyone to lie down and ambush on the right side of the rail track, and all the torches were extinguished.

  Less than twenty minutes had passed, and a long dragon with torches appeared on the left side of the railway tracks. Ma Jizeng was riding his horse, wishing he could run to Yudaomen Station immediately. To be aware that most of the logistics supplies for the entire 4th and 6th towns were stored there, if anything went wrong, not to mention General Feng or Premier Yuan would know about it, they would definitely shoot him dead. But now all his followers were infantrymen, and he alone on horseback couldn't speed up no matter how hard he tried. So he could only constantly urge the soldiers to speed up their advance, speed up their advance. Marching like this at night, the soldiers naturally became disorganized, and officers and soldiers soon lost each other, the entire troop becoming restless and uneasy.

  Looking at the direction of Yubandmen, Ma Jizeng, who had been rushing all the way, suddenly calmed down. He suddenly thought that now the enemy situation was unclear, and he was making a big taboo by rushing over like this. Once he understood this point, he immediately ordered his deputy officer: "Quickly, pass on the order to stop advancing, let the whole army rest in place, and let each battalion reorganize."

  The words had not been spoken yet, when a gunshot was heard. The young nephew who was listening to the training beside him was instantly shot and fell off his horse. Ma Jizeng was stunned. This gunshot was fired by Wang Zhenyu himself. They were now ambushing on the railway which was three or four meters higher than the highway, only twenty meters away from the Beiyang Army. He did not know that a lieutenant general would run in the front, and he fired a shot at the most densely populated area as a signal for his troops to attack. Who would have thought that this gunshot almost killed a lieutenant general?

  Ma Jizeng was immediately frightened out of his wits, and his body uncontrollably fell off the horse. Suddenly, gunfire erupted, and the militia fired at the Beiyang Army in unison. Because it was nighttime, this round of shooting didn't kill many people, but the results were enormous: two battalions of well-trained Beiyang soldiers collapsed in the darkness due to fear, like birds startled by a bowstring. Everyone sought safety, and officers tried to shout orders at the soldiers to quickly regroup, but the more intense the fire was, the more bullets flew towards that place. The soldiers weren't stupid; they soon figured it out and abandoned their lighting tools, fleeing the scene without regard for anything else.

  Without the firelight, not only did Wang Zhenyu and his men lose their shooting target, but the Beiyang Army also lost its chance to counterattack. The two regiments of over 1,500 people dispersed inexplicably, Ma Jizeng was furious and shouted loudly, but his roar could no longer change the defeated situation. His guards saw that things were not going well and without saying a word, they carried him away towards the wilderness.

  "It's a pity we don't have machine guns, or the outcome would be even greater." Wang Zhenyu thought with some regret. He didn't dare to order a pursuit now, on such a dark night, if he really scattered his over 900 men to pursue, they would definitely not be able to gather them back for a while. By dawn tomorrow, the problem would shift from how to annihilate the Beiyang Army to how to avoid being annihilated by the Beiyang Army.

  Wang Zhenyu had a plan in mind, leading the team directly towards the direction of the Zongguan Pass. To ensure safety, they couldn't light too many torches. To prevent the troops from getting scattered, Wang Zhenyu specifically instructed the soldiers to tie themselves together with their belts, front and back. Although this made them move a bit slower, the effect was still pretty good - at least no one got left behind.

  After walking for about three hours, at a place about two miles away from Zongguan, Wang Zhenyu asked everyone to stop and leave the official road 200 meters away to sleep peacefully.

  The next day dawned quickly, and the Beiyang Army stationed at Zongguan also received some unknown order, not a single person was left behind, and they retreated at full speed. Wang Zhenyu and his group were sleeping soundly in a place less than 200 meters away from the road, those who didn't sleep first saw the cavalry of the First Division rushing past, then the infantry of the Second Regiment marched by in a mighty manner.

  Song Haomin and Tao Yuezhang, Zhao Dongsheng were lying in one place sleeping, looking at the scene in front of them with great surprise: "You say, how did Guan Daidai know that the Beiyang Army would let us pass?"

  Tao Yunyue couldn't answer Song Haomin's question, and after a sleepless night, he was now unable to use his already muddled brain to come up with an explanation. He could only respond vaguely: "Our commander Wang is indeed a military genius."

  "This still needs to be said by you, don't even look at whose belt we are?" Zhao Dongsheng finished speaking and turned over to sleep again. Last night he was the most tired, generally half of it was really tired, and the other half was actually scared by the power of that explosion in the arsenal, fortunately he ran fast enough.

  Dai Yue and Chen Yu Xing rushed over "Quickly, quickly, no one sleep, no one sleep, Captain said it's time to set off..."

  Thus, Wang Zhenyu led over 900 people and passed through the Zongguan with great fanfare.