280 Let go

280 Let go (middle)

In the mountains northwest of De'an, Guo Fuchen marched with difficulty.

In the Lushan area in summer and autumn, wear cotton-padded jackets and yarn at noon. On the rugged mountain road, it is difficult for mules and horses to travel, and it is often carried and pushed by soldiers to move forward. The clothes of the officers and soldiers were soaked with sweat. At night, when the mountain wind blew, it was cold to the bone. The officers and soldiers suffered a lot, but no one shouted bitterness.

With bursts of footsteps, a vast army came towards them. It's blocked at the mouth of the valley where they are moving forward.

Wang Dawei, a scout of the 106th Regiment, came from the opposite team with an old farmer carrying a big knife and a box cannon.

"Is it a guerrilla?" Guo Fuchen asked.

"Report the group seat." Wang Dawei saluted and then replied, "This is Wang Xiaoer, the captain of the Nanxun guerrillas." He also introduced Guo Fuchen to the guerrilla captain and said, "This is our commander Guo of the 106th Regiment."

"Hello." Guo Fuchen saluted and then stretched out his hand.

"Hear the chief." Net Xiaoer saluted very unstandardly, and then wiped his dirty and old-caoed hands on his clothes hard and pulled them with Guo Fuchen.

"Why are you here?"

"Report to the regiment, we are ordered to bring a guerrilla to attack De'an behind your back..."

Guo Fuchen looked at Cao Ge, the chief of intelligence staff, and nodded when he saw him.

"Welcome! Just act with us. If there is anything, please contact Comrade Cao Ge.

After saying that, Guo Fuchen commanded the army. He is a very proud soldier. He doesn't look down on these barefoot guerrillas, but proudly believes that the war belongs to professional soldiers, and the guerrillas are just farmers who put down their hoes and pick up guns. They should not take guns. They should take hoes to farm at home and drip soil, instead of fighting with guns and blood-stained robes on the battlefield. .

More and more infantry and mules are marching in the dark. The infantry is divided on both sides of the bridge, and all kinds of mules and horses pass through the middle. Multiple columns are formed on the wide valley road, moving forward side by side in an orderly manner, forming a long dragon...

Through the valley road, the soldiers saw the comrades of the guerrillas. Some of them carry a ghost knife, some carry a red baby gun, some hold a three-eyed bird gun, some hold 79 Maose, and some hang a box cannon.

They lined up and shouted slogans: "Welcome the National Revolutionary Army to fight in Jiangxi!"

Two teenagers in the guerrillas who looked like students said proudly, "We have worked in the Wuchang Revolutionary Army and participated in the Hubei Defense War. We miss Wuchang very much."

Guo Fuchen patted the two teenagers on the shoulder, and his nose was a little sore. The teenager should be at the age of studying, but he took up arms and went to the battlefield. After Marshal Li ended the defense of Hubei, the first thing was to demobilization the young people from the army. The two teenagers should have left the army at that time, but they returned to their hometowns, but they were still involved in this bloody war.

The troops opened further. In the dark night, you can also see the scattered people of Nanxun, including the elderly, women and children, standing at the door of their homes and looking affectionately at the ranks of national revolutionary soldiers, sincerely shouting:

"Hail, Marshal Li!"

"H Long live the righteousness of the three people!"

"Hangt for the National Revolutionary Army!"

I walked 25 kilometers on a road to Gukou. During the break, the combatants saw that the people here were actively preparing for the battle. Some are having a cadre meeting, and some are having a party member meeting. Some are preparing stretchers, and some are making dry food...

People saw the troops of the National Revolutionary Army marching in Wanjialing and talked about it one after another: This time, the army will send troops to help us fight Beiyang!

The Beiyang Army has just robbed this town crazily. There is a sea of fire and smoke soaring into the sky. They saw that almost all the houses in this town were burning, and the red flames were shaking in the cold wind. There are killed residents and livestock everywhere on the roadside and in the fields, and there is an unpleasant smell of burnt in the air.

The morale of the Beiyang Army has always been condensed in this cruel and bloody way!

This is the blood debt owed by the Beiyang Army, which aroused the indignation in the hearts of these commanders.

They said silently: "In the upcoming battle, we must teach these Beiyang robbers who killed and set fire to each other and avenge our fellow villagers!"

"Director Cao." Wang Xiaoer, the captain of the guerrillas, said, "My home is here. I want to ask for leave and go home to say goodbye to my grandmother and sister."

"Go ahead. This is what it should be." Cao Ge smiled and said, "Your brother said goodbye to his grandmother and sister, but what about your parents?"

Wang Xiaoer's eyes were dim and silent. Cao Ge immediately knew that he had made a mistake.

"Sorry, I don't know you..."

"Nothing, they were all killed by Beiyang robbers."

Cao Ge can only pat Wang Xiaoer on the shoulder: "We will avenge them."

Wang Xiaoer came home. As soon as he entered the house, he shouted, "Grandma! Grandma!"

The grandmother in her 60s hugged her grandson in her hands and muttered, "This time my grandson has gone home. Don't you leave anymore?"

"Grandma! I'm already a National Revolutionary Army. I'll go to De'an tomorrow to fight against Beiyang robbers.

"Can't you go?"

"Grandma, if you don't fight the Beiyang robbers, the war has burned to our doorstep. Besides, my parents' hatred..."

Before Wang Xiaoer finished his words, his grandmother agreed.

Then, Wang Xiaoer told his sister, "My brother is not with grandma. I have to rely on you to take care of my grandma."

"Brother, don't worry about fighting the Beiyang robbers! If you win the battle, don't forget to write to your family.

......

The troops set out and continued to move towards De'an.

The march was very fast. Everyone's body was soaked with sweat, and the evening wind blew cold all over.

Walking, the soldiers pointed out that the private houses collapsed by the Beiyang army on the roadside were still burning; their mother was killed, the baby lay on their relatives and cried, and the ploughing cattle died in the rice fields...

In the long team, no one said anything. Everyone lowered their heads in silence, only hearing urgent and heavy footsteps.

Li Jianguo, an instructor who can do work, and Zhang Dongfang, a deputy instructor, ran forward and backward. As they walked, they said loudly to the silent comrades of the whole regiment:

"Everyone has seen what is the overthrow of the Yuan Dynasty, protect the family and the republic, and carry out the revolution to the end? Down with the Yuan Dynasty, protect the family and the republic, and carry out the revolution to the end, is to avenge these suffering people! That is, never let the disaster caused by Beiyang army robbers continue in our sacred motherland!"

There was no more silence in the marching team. The soldiers who hit pao with their feet followed the team. From the squad leader, the platoon leader to the Kuomintang members all said, "If your feet are rotten, you have to keep up with the team and go to revenge for the people of Jiangxi!"

The fighters couldn't help their anger and said, "We are here at the jux point. No matter how late it is, there will be such a tragedy in other lands of the motherland..."

The National Revolutionary Army rose up with courage and rushed forward desperately.

The main force of the 106th regiment went to the areas of Wanjialing, Beep Street, Tiger Tip and Shibao Mountain, and the roundabout and deep attack targets are almost exhausted.

......

At night, returning to the former enemy headquarters of the Nanxun Theater in De'an City, Sun Chuanfang's heart gradually calmed down.

After several days of intense deployment and preparation, he didn't dare to close his eyes and turned around for a few days. He one

He commanded six divisions to carry out a big annihilation war, but he met the president's direct command of the Supreme Command in Beijing, which was inevitably a little nervous. But with the implementation of various preparations, he gradually calmed down. He is still satisfied with his encirclement and annihilate deployment.

Sun Chuanfang's courage and adaptability are no less than that of Yang Fan. Maybe it is slightly better. If you dare to bet, I will dare to let go. Sun Chuanfang is determined to seize the opportunity and eat the stepping forward Guo Fuchen's strengthening group. He made a prompt decision, redeployed, and decisively put aside the 27th Regiment that had just been bitten on Ruiwu Road, and quickly transferred the new 13th Regiment, the 1st battalion of the New 15th Regiment, the 60th Regiment, the 6th Regiment, the 91st Regiment, the 142nd Regiment and the 19th Regiment from Ruiwu Road. There were actually only 1,000 people in a regiment of the Beiyang Army. This is the king. The heinous short-selling system left by Zhan Yuan, but he gathered more than 6,000 people to surround the western half of the 6,000 people of the 106th reinforcement regiment. He thought he was absolutely sure. From Nanxun Road, Dexing Road transferred 2 regiments of the 4th Division, 2 regiments of the 74th Division, 2 regiments of the 66th Division, the 187th Regiment and the 139th Regiment 1 The battalion and other units surrounded the eastern half of the 106th Regiment. Breaking the enemy's retreat and attacking to the south is also a great chance of winning. It should be said that there is no burden. In this way, Guo Fuchen, which is compressed in only a few hundred square kilometers in Wanjialing, has become a turtle in the urn.

Sun Chuanfang went through the sieve in his mind over and over again. What he wanted was absolute certainty. He was waiting for this day to go crazy.

After the general fights for wisdom, and the soldiers fights bravely. After the strategy is determined, whoever dies will be killed by both sides.

Sun Chuanfang is obviously very satisfied with this anti-eight position. He said to Yuan Shikai, "The position is like a sack catcher, such as flying scissors. If the enemy offenders the right, it will be on the left and in the middle, if it offenders on the left, it will be in the middle, and if it will be in the middle, it will be on the left and right."

More than 10,000 troops of 12 regiments of the Beiyang Army flew to Wanjialing, surrounding more than 6,000 Guo Fuchen regiments in 10 square kilometers of mountains.

As soon as dawn broke, the morning tranquility in Wanjialing was awakened by the earth-shaking sound of cannons. Sun Chuanfang adjusted his deployment, commanded more than 10,000 Beiyang troops, and began to launch a full-line attack on the 104th Regiment of the National Revolutionary Army, the enemy of Wanjialing.

Sun Chuanfang is not a person who shrinks when it's cheap. He likes the endless sound of guns on the battlefield and the big and exciting competition.

Sun Chuanfang has been fighting for many years and has a habit. The harder the battle, the more thrilling it is. The more energetic he is, the more flexible his mind is. Trapped Guo Fuchen Group, he knew that it was just the beginning, and the hard battle was behind. Moreover, his 10,000 army is an outside battle in the inside line. If he eats Guo Fuchen's reinforcement regiment, Yang Fan will not give him much time.

However, Wanjialing's attack was not as smooth as Sun Chuanfang thought.