"With a loud roar from Wang Hu, Wang Zhenyu saw several wild boars rushing out of the forest in a panic and charging straight at him."

  Wang Hu and others didn't wait for Wang Zhenyu to give the order, immediately opening fire with their 20-gauge shotguns. The wild boars let out a loud cry as they were hit. Two of them fell to the ground at once, while the others ran away in all directions.

  The guards finally let out a long sigh of relief. The youngest, Zhao Chong, hastily ran towards the general with a flattering expression.

  Wang Zhenyu was about to go forward and take a look at the wild boar that had fallen to the ground when suddenly there was another "roar" of a tiger's howl.

  Unlike last time, this time the distance was very close. Wang Zhenyu just raised his head and saw a full-grown South China tiger with its eyes fixed on him, roaring angrily.

  This is terrible! Wang Zhenyu's hair all stood up, and Zhao Chong, who was running halfway, was so scared that he sat down on the ground with a thud. At this moment, Wang Zhenyu was left to face this big bug alone. He thought of many people, but didn't think of Wu Song, who dared to fight tigers. So running away became his first choice, but his legs couldn't move.

  Wang Hu and Zhao Songyang hastily raised their hands to shoot, but found that the bullets had already been shot onto the wild boar's body. The two of them hurriedly reloaded, but the more they rushed, the more mistakes they made. The bullets clattered to the ground all at once. The two men almost simultaneously made a decision - to directly rush towards the general. As long as they could pull him down, even if it meant their own deaths.

  Wang Zhenyu is now the most feared grandma, just thinking that what could make a wild boar so ferocious and frantic to run out must be an even more terrifying existence, this time we're dead for sure.

  Who would have thought that I, a commander of tens of thousands of elite troops who vowed to save the country and its people, would die today at the hands of such a despicable person.

  With a sense of discontent, Wang Zhenyu instinctively picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at the tiger.

  As soon as he threw it, he regretted feeling the power slipping out of his hands. The stone hit the tiger, but the tiger didn't even get a scratch on its fur. Instead, it skipped the probing process and directly pounced on Wang Zhenyu with ferocity.

  Wang Zhenyu only now knows what it means to stir up trouble on the tiger's head and touch its buttocks. But now, even the thought of turning around and running away is gone. Since he can't run, Wang Zhenyu clenched his fists, determined that even if he dies, he will still punch the tiger once. (What kind of mentality is this?)

  Just as the tiger was about to jump into the air, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Wang Zhenyu.

  The comer was who didn't see clearly but the whole person like an arrow rushed out of both feet, neither biased nor inclined, and stepped exactly on the softest waist of the tiger.

  The tiger immediately pounced on the figure, not giving it a chance to get up. With a rolling motion, the dragon arrived at the tiger's side, its left hand forming a ring around the tiger's neck, while its right hand drew out a dagger from its leg and aimed it at the tiger's neck for a fatal blow.

  Our king of beasts has been overthrown

  Wang Zhenyu was stunned by the movements that were as swift as floating clouds and flowing water. What the hell is this? In almost two breaths, a fully grown South China tiger was killed.

  A large group of soldiers carrying guns ran out of the woods: "We caught up, we caught up with the big tiger, let Wang Lianzhang catch up, ah, and killed it. We'll have tiger meat for dinner tonight!"

  It's clear that Wang Zhenyu is a fool and he understands what's going on. It must be those soldiers from who-knows-which battalion who chased these ferocious beasts here. These people are even more ferocious than tigers.

  "Relying on you bastards to investigate clearly which unit you belong to, I'll see how I deal with you. You almost scared me to death!" Wang Zhenyu thought to himself in anger.

  At this time, the young man who was called Wang Lianchang by everyone stood up and shouted: "Don't be in a hurry, use a knife to cut off the tiger's skin intact and present it to our wise and brilliant general."

  Wang Zhenyu was so moved that he forgot all the danger just now, and it seemed that he really had prestige in the hearts of his subordinates. This tiger skin should be presented to himself first.

  Just as he was about to offer some words of encouragement, Wang Lianzhang's next sentence almost made Wang Zhenyu faint: "Perhaps when the general is in a good mood, we'll get an extra meal."

  The soldiers' cheers rose up

  This Wang Lianchang was the gatekeeper of Wang Chenhao's Longtingjiu, a master of Miaoquan. He had excellent martial skills and previously served as an officer in Bai Chongxi's troops. When the 3rd Division was established, Xu Yuanquan took advantage of his seniority to borrow Wang Chenhao from the 2nd Mountain Brigade on the pretext that the 1st Division lacked outstanding scouts. To get him over, Xu Yuanquan even used the division commander's power to directly appoint Wang Chenhao as acting platoon leader of the reconnaissance company without going through the staff office.

  Today, Wang Chenhao was leading new recruits in training exercises nearby when they encountered a South China tiger. Over 100 people were immediately ordered not to open fire and instead chased after the tiger. As a result, the tiger met a tragic end. It's said that tigers are not afraid of humans, but with over 100 people, even if it was a group of lions, the only choice would be to escape.

  The tiger, the king of beasts, was finally unable to shake off these soldiers and could only let out a tiger's roar (a protest) before continuing to be chased down the winding mountain road. And then came the scene from just now.

  Wang Chenhao suddenly remembered that he had just saved someone. Taking a closer look, oh my god, it was actually the great general himself!

  He hastily saluted the majestic and motionless General Wang Zhenyu standing in the field: "Junior officer Xiangxi defender, fierce tiger first division scout company deputy lieutenant colonel Wang Chenhao sees the general"

  This move shocked the surrounding soldiers, who quickly shouldered their guns and saluted. After all, he was the first person in this era to pay full wages on time, and his subordinates were very respectful of him.

  Wang Zhenyu nodded: "Wang Chenhao, you've seen me"

  Wang Chenhao, with a slightly mechanical tone, stood up straight and said: "I am General Long's disciple. In the past when we did morning exercises, I was always two positions behind him, practicing my fist techniques."

  Upon hearing that, Wang Zhenyu, a disciple of Long Tingjiu, nodded in satisfaction: "Master Long has also been working hard, teaching apprentices and passing on his skills to various troops. I haven't seen him for a long time either. Your skills are quite good, as I saw earlier, and your courage is unusual. It's a waste of talent for you to be in this small reconnaissance unit. Why don't you come and be my deputy?"

  Following the great general is naturally the best. Wang Chenhao immediately smiled with joy: "That's a good relationship, we are all under the great general's command, and the great general can make use of me, I want to be picky, am I still human?"

  Wang Zhenyu nodded in satisfaction and prepared to head down the mountain. He had to go back and take a hot bath to relax. Just now, he was really scared.

  At this time, Wang Hu and Zhao Yang brought Zhao Chong over. At this moment, Zhao Chong was already frightened out of his wits. Wang Zhenyu coldly said to Wang Hu: "Transfer him from the attendants' position. We don't need a coward here."

  Having finished speaking, Wang Zhenyu quickly walked down the mountain.

  October 8th, the Guilin army, which had been expected by a large group of resentful women from Xiangxi for a long time, finally appeared in Fenghuang Town. The decisive battle of Laibin, which would determine the fate of Guangxi, began.

  In the Phoenix Town's Gui Army Command, Lu Rongting, who had participated in the Sino-French War, cast aside the unpleasantness of the First Division's defeat and the urgency from Nanning. With his spirit lifted, he made a vow to quickly take advantage of the military superiority to capture Liuzhou.

  Inside the headquarters, it was also a flurry of activity. The troops in the front had not yet made contact with the Xiangxi Army, and for now, the main focus was on solving the problem of transporting supplies. The amount of supplies needed for such a large-scale troop movement was by no means small. Lu Rongting almost emptied out the entire city of Nanning. In his own words: "Even if I'm not careful and lose my footing, that surname Wang guy won't get anything good from Guangxi."

  However, Wang Zhenyu, who has already embarked on the path of industrial development, really doesn't think much of Lu Rongting and the entire Guangxi's family background. Since the late Qing dynasty, Guangxi has always been a place that relies on Guangdong for support, with nothing else but producing good soldiers.

  This war is ultimately about the iron ore in Luzhai and the coal mine in Laibin. As for Guangxi, Wang Zhenyu didn't really want to take it on at first. After all, who wants to lose money doing business? But Lu Rongting was relentless in his pursuit of self-defense, so the original plan for the Guilin campaign was upgraded to the current Guangxi campaign.

  Sometimes things don't go as planned and aren't under human control.

  Lu Rongting didn't care about these things as he was seriously looking at the sand table edge where staff were adjusting the interface according to the scout's report.

  "What does this mean? The surname Wang's troops are stationed on the mountain, each with only a hundred people. Is it waiting for us to attack one mountain at a time so that we won't be defeated separately?" Lu Rongting didn't quite understand Xu Yuanquan's deployment.

  It's no wonder that Lu Rongting still has a total concept of about 10,000 for the Xiangxi Army up to now.

  Even if the entire First Division were to be defeated, Lu Rongting believed that it would only give him an opportunity to concentrate his superior forces and surround Chen Bingkun. However, based on his understanding of the First Division's combat strength, this encirclement would also come at a cost. Therefore, he estimated that there were less than 10,000 troops left in the Liuzhou area.

  Xu Yuanquan's deployment method further solidified Lu Rongting's judgment: "The Xiangxi Army is short of troops, so they came up with this layered defensive formation to delay our advance. Their goal must be to stall for time until reinforcements arrive from Xiangxi. Brothers, let us return and boost the morale of our soldiers. We will definitely win if we can capture Liuzhou before the enemy's reinforcements arrive."

  The commanders of the Gui army shouted in unison: "Our army will surely win! Our army will surely win!"