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The dark earth, the burning flames of war in the direction of the three bridges rushed straight to the sky, dyeing half of the sky red.

Zhang Zheng could already hear the sound of fighting on the battlefield blowing with the autumn wind in front of him. There was nothing more anxious than his heart at this moment. Sweat rolled down, and he wish he could have two more legs. Zhang Zheng kept scolding in his heart: Why is Xia Zhankui's news so accurate? Zhang Zheng was not the only one who was eager for the three bridges. The revolutionary army around him was also eager for the safety of their comrades-in-arms, which raised the speed to the limit, waved the sweat on his face, and ran desperately. The straight marching team on the railway, like a burning magic arrow, skimmed across the dark earth and shot at the battlefield of the three bridges.

Liu Jing's troops have reduced the front line again and again. At this moment, the remaining defense line seems so weak. The only good thing is that the Qing army on the opposite shore is unable to counterattack. If the Qing army rushed over from the three bridges, he is really unable to resist for a moment.

In such a tragic white-edged battle, the casualties are also extremely tragic. The Qing army slowly pressed up, and every step was exchanged for life. Some of the Qing army was filled with life, but he was exhausted. If you open the distance and set up the Maxim light machine gun, you can also resist for a while. But now that the two sides are biting together, we take a step back, and the Qing army immediately took a step forward without giving in, and there was no chance to set up a machine gun.

The two sides can only use the most primitive method to fight a hand-to-hand battle. Liu Jing had no reason to retreat, and there was no possibility of retreating. Xia Zhankui wanted to nibble down his hard bone, and he really wanted to take out the preparation to break a few sharp teeth. In this way, they directly consume each other's strength until one party can't support it in the first place. In this case, the Qing army has a clear numerical advantage, but the revolutionary army has a clear time advantage. The longer it takes, the more beneficial it is to the revolutionary army.

There was a chaotic battlefield in front of Liu Jing. The soldiers shouted crazily, the sound of knives and guns collided, and the sound of knives and soldiers entering the flesh, mixing this tragic dark picture. The Qing army continued to have new forces to join the battlefield, but the revolutionary army dragged the rescued wounded soldiers off the battlefield, and no new troops were put into the flesh and blood battlefield. Liu Jing strode forward, and several staff officers pulled him to death, "Cad commander, you can't go, we can just go. Song Que, watch the head of the regiment.

Liu Jing's guard, Song Que, clung to him tightly. Liu Jing waved his hand and roared, "Get out of the way!"

Song Que stood motionless, but several staff officers rolled up their sleeves and rushed up with bayonets. Several staff officers could not save the defense line that was about to collapse. Finally, several blood-stained Qing soldiers rushed through the front line of the revolutionary army. At a glance, they saw Liu Jing and knew that he was an officer. They shouted excitedly and rushed to Liu Jing.

In the night, there was a shadow under Liu Jing's big brim hat, but he couldn't hide the cold light in his eyes. He was as cold as ice and snow. He silently pulled out the snowy long knife and rushed to these soldiers who did not know whether to live or death. At this moment, a figure unexpectedly surpassed Liu Jing and rushed to these Qing soldiers first. It was Song Que, Liu Jing's guard.

A Qing soldier rushed to the front. When he saw Song Que rushing over, he flattened his bayonet and rushed forward at the same speed. Seeing that Song Que was about to put his chest into the tip of his knife, Liu Jing, who followed Song Que, couldn't help shouting, "Dodge!"

The bayonet of the Qing soldiers stabbed in the air. Liu Jing saw Song Que easily passing through the four Qing soldiers, leaving behind him a series of cold light that cut through the night sky. The four Qing soldiers spewed a stream of blood at the same time and fell to the ground. Liu Jing was stunned. Maybe the knife of the big knife Wang Wu is only so fast. Such a person must be recommended to the general.

At the moment when Liu Jing was stunned, Song Que had rushed into the position, and the long knife flew over, and he cut down two Qing soldiers. At this moment, the defense of the revolutionary army was extremely weak, and Liu Jing rushed in without thinking. The commander has the courage to rush into the battlefield, and all the wounded soldiers behind him who can move a little are struggling to move forward. You can't be underestimated by the regimental commander. You can't be underestimated by these Qing soldiers. You don't want to lie here and wait for the Qing soldiers to come and kill them. If you die, you will drag these damn Qing soldiers to hell. What's more, there is still a regiment left at Liujiamiao Station, which is used to support the two battlefields in case of an accident. Now that it has been such a long time, the regimental commander Zhang Zheng is about to kill the reinforcements. As long as he persists for a moment, he will win.

Liu Jing cut down a Qing soldier, and the murderous atmosphere was boiling in the array, but he still had time to pay attention to Song Que's movements. Song Que rushed into the battlefield, and the cold knife rushed straight to the sky. The blood of the killing gushed out and rushed straight to the most dangerous place. Those Qing soldiers who wanted to break in were killed by him again and again. The place where Song Quesen's knife light passed made the Qing soldiers scared. These Qing soldiers have subconsciously avoided the place where the cold knife light passed.

Song Que rushed into the battle, and there was no general with him in the Qing army. At this moment, a wisp of cold light entered his eyes. A Qing army officer was waving a long knife. As soon as he broke into the front, he cut down two revolutionary soldiers and immediately tore open the formation of the revolutionary army. Song Que actually pulled out a smile at the corners of his mouth and rushed to the Qing army officer.

The Qing army officer could also clearly feel the dangerous and murderous atmosphere emanating from Song Que. He fought in person in order to meet the knife master of the bandit party. The Qing army officer also rushed up, waved a cold light with a long knife, and cut down a revolutionary army soldier who wanted to pester him, and continued to pounce on Song Que without losing speed.

Song Que stared at the Qing army officer and ran all the way. The knife flashed wherever he passed, and the Qing soldiers turned upside down. This Qing army officer's step by step is the way of checking boxing, which is very light. The two passed by by mistake, and two knives wiped out a spark. The Qing army officer turned around and cut a knife to Song Que's waist, and Song Que ignored a knife to the neck of the Qing army officer. The knife of the Qing army officer was cut on the Braunning revolver hanging around Song Que's waist and was stuck, but Song Que's knife firmly cut off the head of the Qing army officer.

The blood on the neck of the Qing army officer gushed out like a spring and fell down with a bang. The Qing soldiers who had been killed by the Qing army officers were shocked. Song Que waved his knife and killed them again. The extremely exhausted revolutionary army soldiers burst out with a strong fighting spirit again and rushed to the Qing soldiers without hesitation.

This cruel battle is an arduous and tragic battle that Xia Zhankui has never had since its success. Even Xiang Yong, who is known for his blood and bravery and good at fighting, can't stand it. The fear of the revolutionary army sprouted in the hearts of each of them, spreading like cancer cells and uncontrollable. The white silver and the bustling Hankou seem to have begun to lose the original attractiveness.

Xia Zhankui saw a strong general in front of him, and his heart was even more tingling. The small group of bandits in front of him gnawed several teeth and couldn't kill him. Time passed minute by minute, and the army responsible for blocking the bandit party reinforcements behind has caught fire. Whether it can stop the enemy for an hour, he did not take me. If the bandit reinforcements have been killed, and he has not been able to capture the bridgehead, he can only drink hatred. And the remnants of Zhang Biao on the other side seemed to be dead. Only they crossed the bridge to help, and the bridgehead arrived. After this battle, they had to join Zhang Biao fiercely.

Xia Zhankui lived in a hilly highland. Looking at the overall situation of the battlefield, he was surrounded by a group of trusted officers. The smoke on the battlefield ignited the long dark night. The thin position of the revolutionary army seems to be in danger, but it can't be attacked for a long time. Xia Zhankui fought in the two lakes. I don't know how many chaotic parties have been wiped out. He has not yet met the chaotic party that can withstand his Xiangyong's two charges. The battle has always been invincible. Tonight, are these bandits really crazy, or is he still awake? These bandits fought with white-edged meat, which was more fierce than his Xiangyong.

The autumn wind mixed with a strong smell of blood blew over. Xia Zhankui was so irritable that his throat roared like a beast, "Pounce up and tear up these messy parties. Hurry up and send more soldiers and horses. The promiscuous party has been exhausted, and it is almost unbearable. Go! Get on it all."

Both the left and right cronies have a difficult face. "Your excellency, the brothers have tried their best to kill again, but the bandits are fierce and can't be killed for a while."

"Time is running out. Increase your troops and casualties. Hurry up and smash the bandit party." Xia Zhankui roared. The time dragged on until now, and the ominous foreboding became clearer and clearer. He couldn't wait.

It is even more difficult to be left and right. The battlefield in front is already full of troops, and it is impossible to deploy troops from behind. What's more, the number of troops behind is insufficient, and the revolutionary reinforcements attack is fierce. They have sent a battalion of reinforcements, and now only one battalion is left to protect the safety of the Chinese army. However, Xia Zhankui had orders, so they had to obey and immediately sent people to the front to increase the intensity of the attack.

Li Xiping took off the body of the Qing soldiers who were stabbed by him. The military boots on his feet were full of thick blood, and the Qing soldiers on the hills had been swept away by them. Some Qing soldiers were extremely brave. Before they died, they ignited explosives, and the top of the hill was bombed into potholes. There are also some unknown things burning, emitting a stench, mixed with the smell of blood in the wind, which is disgusting. Without Li Xiping's instructions, officers at all levels began to quickly sort out the team, send people to take care of the wounded and clean up the battlefield.

The fire at the top of the hill had just been extinguished, and another Qing army rushed to the foot of the hill to reinforce the Qing army that was ambush in the hill, but it was not expected that the Qing army that was ambushed in the hills would be defeated so quickly. At this moment, they are looking at the victorious revolutionary army in Qiuding. It is hard to believe that their Xiangyong elites can't resist these chaotic parties. The Qing army piled up here has begun to waver. I don't know whether to advance or retreat.

A black regiment of the Qing army came, and Li Xiping could see it clearly. He looked north, crossed the position of the Qing army, and saw the burning battlefield of war, and the revolutionary army at the head of the three bridges was still struggling to support. Li Xiping roared, "Kill!"

With this condescending advantage, Li Xiping did not hesitate to wave his knife down the hills. The revolutionary army team that had just been sorted out behind him was full of murderousness. Looking at the fierce battlefield by the Beilu River, it made the blood of the beasts boil in his heart. They howled, waved the bloody bayonet with a pale blade, and rushed to the Qing soldiers at the foot of the hill.

Zhang Zheng rumbled across this railway without railway tracks with his subordinates. In front of him were three bridges, and the bloody atmosphere that could not be melted rushed to his face. The flames of war burned the night sky, and a long line was spread around the bank of the railway bridge, and the sound of killing soldiers shocked the world. Liu Jing is still struggling to support the bridge, and the battle is already dilapidated. Several hills stretched here, and Xia Zhankui's Chinese army was in front of Zhang Zheng.

Zhang Zheng rolled up his sleeves high, held the bright command knife, emitted a dazzling cold light in the night, and waved forward vigorously.

The three big men rushed to the front with Mark Qin's light machine gun in their arms and desperately buckled the plane. The machine gun spit out a long tongue of fire, sweeping down a large piece of Xia Zhankui's guard in the back row. Behind them, the whole group of horses swarmed up. Facing the overwhelming revolutionary army, which suddenly emerged from the depths of darkness, the Qing soldiers hurriedly raised their guns to counterattack, trying to stabilize their positions.

Liu Jing gasped, his whole body was covered with sweat and blood, and waved a heavy long knife. He only felt that the pressure in the battle array suddenly doubled, and the Qing army replaced a new army, while the revolutionary army soldiers around him were all scarred, and some even helped each other to stand on the battlefield. If Song Que hadn't waved the long knife that frightened the enemy around to rescue, they would not have persisted until now. But Song Que can't take good care of the broken front. At this moment, he heard the spitting sound of Mark Qin's light machine gun in front of him. Xia Zhankui didn't have this high-end thing. He fought all night, and he didn't hear that Xia Zhankui's troops had used it. It was the reinforcements of the revolutionary army. The overwhelming shouts sounded behind Xia Zhankui, which proved Liu Jing's conjecture.

Liu Jing took a breath, pulled his painful voice, and shouted, "Comrades! The revolutionary army is coming! Kill all these clear dogs, and don't let one go!"

The revolutionary army soldiers summoned up their last strength and desperately fought back against the Qing army. These Qing soldiers also heard the scratching of Xia Zhankui's back road. In the face of these revolutionary troops who were like wolves and tigers and were still fighting back crazily before their death, they could no longer be fierce at the beginning.

I don't know if it was the Qing soldier who took the lead and left the blade and ran away. Someone took the lead, and the rest of the Qing soldiers did the same. They left their blades and ran away. In the middle of the night, they only drilled into a deep and dark place, just to get rid of these crazy revolutionary forces quickly. Such a tragic fight tonight is a nightmare they have never experienced in their lives. In the future, they will swear that they will no longer be the enemy of these revolutionary forces.

Xia Zhankui stared at the front position without blinking, and the success was on this line. Suddenly, there was a chaotic sound of gunfire behind him. Xia Zhankui looked back and saw that the revolutionary army came like a black tide. His guard camp was swallowed up in an instant, and there was no stopping rush to the hills. This bandit party did not chase him from behind him, but along the railway. Why did the bandit party in Hankou grow so fast?

Almost at the same time, Xia Zhankui sent people to intercept another bandit party, and also broke through the heavy blockade line he set and appeared in front of him and rushed to the hills where he was located. He clearly saw a revolutionary army officer rushing to the front, blood-stained, rolled up his sleeves, and waving a command knife. The shining cold light was so dazzling in the night.

Xia Zhankui brought the last hope in his heart and looked at the battlefield at the head of the three bridges. As long as the three bridges were opened, he would also have a safe retreat. Isn't the effort tonight just to open up the three bridges? It's only a little bit to break through the positions of the revolutionary army. As long as the brothers work hard, the three bridges will be connected.

Xia Zhankui turned around and made his heart fall into the abyss. The Qing soldiers who fought in front of the battle had already left their blades and began to flee. Is this still the famous Xiangyong? Those revolutionary forces, who couldn't even stand still, actually chased behind their buttocks. Why on earth can the revolutionary army be so fierce and better than the famous Hunan army?

Xia Zhankui's face was full of disbelief and unwillingness. He was only one step away and said, "Why, why, why..."

Xia Zhankui's left and right cronies saw that the general trend had gone. In such a dangerous place, he could no longer stay for a moment. Order a few Qing soldiers to stand with Xia Zhankui, take advantage of the collapse of the Qing soldiers into chaos, and run down the hills to escape for their lives in the dark and windy night.