150 battles of suffering

The cold moon is silent, and the night is dustless.

Under the moon, on the hillside, several strong Huangcun villagers bowed and waved back. Behind them were the officers and soldiers of the third battalion, who were the main task, crawling to follow up and quietly approaching Baozi Mountain in the southwest of Huaxi, like a silent black trend coming up under the cover of the night.

The two men went beyond the lurking team, cut open the barbed wire and got in, quickly walked through the shadow of the bushes, and suddenly lay in the grass and did not move. One of the officers raised his hat and saw a team of Beiyang soldiers from Huaxi strongholds coming to patrol at night. The team led a decent eye, carrying a Western-style command knife.

It's noisy all the way, and I'm still excited about the harvest during the day. The discipline of the Beiyang Army also began to be a little loose after several robberies. The officers opened one eye, closed one eye, and deliberately relaxed them. Everything was to make these Qiu Ba work hard. During the day, almost every soldier of them took advantage of the fire to make a lot of income. Their bayonet and military boots are everywhere, no matter in rural villages and towns, they are jumping, crying and walking to avoid people. For them, all the things that go south are, one is to fight, and the other is to make a fortune. For this Beiyang army, which is still trained with old and rotten ideas, if you want these Qiu Ba to work hard, you can only use these barbaric, bloody and ugly methods.

Suddenly, everyone's expression moved, and their eyes made a gesture to stop moving forward. More than twenty strokes pulled away the safety tie and pointed to him and stared at where he was.

Is it possible that another wild boar broke into their patrol circle and can have a dental sacrifice tonight? The grass in front of him shook slightly, and Sun Chuanfang was cautious. The patrol area designated for them was also very large. There was still time to clean up some places far away, and there were often beasts who could run through the barbed wire. He pressed the command knife and hesitated not to give the order of all the staff to be on guard. It was normal for the beast. The Beiyang soldiers didn't take it seriously, although they were robbed, which was the posture of beating wild boars.

Lying in the grass, a revolutionary army officer and a villager from Huangcun were nervous and sweating coldly. The left wheel in the officer's hand had already aimed at the eyebrows of Beiyang. The revolutionary soldiers outside the barbed wire became nervous one by one, quietly scattered some formations, and secretly clenched the rifle in their hands.

The villager Rao of Huang Village is a lot of roosters and dogs. The famous Huang Daring in the village was also scared at this time. At this time, it was purely a professional instinct. He opened his mouth and made two wild boar calls, and his voice was extremely subtle.

"You bastards have a good time again tonight... Don't shoot indiscriminately. The meat is full of warheads and break the master's teeth. Get out and hit this beast on the head."

At this time, the well-prepared revolutionary army reacted and could not avoid it. Someone fired a cold gun at the Beiyang officer-like man. The Beiyang officer hit him in the shoulder. He was also an old man in the war. He staddled away and dodged aside.

Almost in a flash, from a piece of grass, under the white moonlight, a group of soldiers in cyan military uniforms suddenly appeared. Some people's hats were thrown away, revealing a head of hair that had not been scraped for a long time. The bayonet, which was colder than the moonlight, and the muzzle as dark as night, all pointed to the Beiyang army.

The Beiyang Army was stunned. Seeing that the people on the opposite side did not have braids, they were naturally bandits.

"Japan...bandit army!" The injured Beiyang's face twisted in an instant. He pulled out the command knife crazily and roared, "Fight me!"

The revolutionary army officer hidden in the grass jumped out early, and his eyes were also widened and his face was distorted. He also pulled out the approaching command knife, and also roared, "Fire! Beat the Beiyang dog to death!"

I have to say that the revolutionary army, who had prepared for the sneak attack, reacted a little faster. More than ten Mauser 79-caliber rifles imitated by Hanyang in the front row subconsciously hit one. The soldiers in the front row of the Beiyang Army seemed to have been pushed down a few. The Beiyang soldiers behind reacted and raised the fast gun and immediately began to shoot.

The original imported 79 caliber Mauser in the hands of the Beiyang Army does not show the advantage of domestic counterfeit goods in the hands of the revolutionary army at such a close distance. The crackling beans also sounded like a gun, and in a blink of an eye, the small hill of steamed buns was filled with white smoke. Neither side thought of hiding with the help of terrain and objects. They subconsciously expected to rely on firepower to overwhelm each other, almost facing each other at a face-to-face distance!

The third battalion in this direction of the revolutionary army was the main attack, and the number of people was ten times that of the patrol team that encountered by chance. Only in an instant, more Hanyang made 79 Mauser joined the confrontation. In the middle of the shot, in the formation of both sides, some people constantly fell down without humming. However, in less than a quarter of a minute, the Beiyang Army's scramble with the revolutionary army fell.

The Beiyang officer was previously hit in the shoulder and flashed to one side. In the white smoke that blocked his sight, bullets flashed through his ear. He lay as stiff as a piece of wood and actually dodged this row of guns, but he felt that the gunfire on his side was getting rarer and less. At this time, he reacted and lay on the ground and shouted, "Shout! Hide! Call out! ..." The revolutionary army officer rushed up and shot him, and his voice suddenly stopped.

At this time, his shouts were meaningless. The rush sounded, and the whole Huaxi Town was already shocked, and the rushing sound of the opposite revolutionary army became more and more dense. In the smoke, rows of muzzle flames were seen flashing. The crazy volley on the opposite side was less than two minutes. More than 20 people in the patrol of the Beiyang Army had all Falling down, dead or injured, has been unable to resist.

"Stop shooting!" The revolutionary army officer shouted to stop.

The smoke can't dissipate, and the ground is full of corpses. There are Beiyang Army and Revolutionary Army, and few of the revolutionary soldiers who rushed ahead survived.

At this time, the Beiyang army, who was sleeping in the high-point bunker of Baozi Mountain, was awakened. Mark Qin spit out the chain of bullets and roared and poured intensive fire on the revolutionary army.

The revolutionary army behind kept cutting the barbed wire and rushed up, and the officer shouted anxiously, "Hide! Hide!"

The bomb rain of the Beiyang Army was overwhelming, and the revolutionary army was so suppressed that it could not lift its head.

The commander of the third battalion was sweating: "Mark Qin came forward to suppress it with firepower."

"Follow me! For the sake of our home, kill the Beiyang dog!" He rolled up his sleeves, shook off the big brim hat, grabbed a bamboo pole in the hands of the soldiers around him, picked up a bundle of grenades, and crawled to the bunker with the pouring rain. The men holding bamboo poles and explosive bags and grenades at the bottom also shouted in unison, and the tigers rushed forward with the battalion commander down the mountain! Without any hesitation!

Mark Qin of the bunker spit out his tongue of fire desperately, and the bullet storm seemed to pour down. Everyone's clothes were already worn out on the ground, and the broken stone mausoleum horns made their faces full of blood. Some men were killed when they couldn't avoid it. The dense bullet rain almost turned their bodies into a sieve, and even their hands and feet were swept away. God knows that under the dense rain, they climbed under the bunker with their flesh and blood.

The bamboo pole carried bundles of grenades and explosive bags and stuffed them into the bunker building. The explosions were stirred, the scarlet fire flashed, and black smoke rolled.

The battalion commander of the third battalion's face was full of wounds, and the blood left black and red traces along the smoky face, which flowed down and splashed on his clothes that he could not distinguish the color. He stood firmly, upright, and the half-collapsed bunker building beside him was full of thick smoke, the heat wave hit his face, and the ammunition stored in it kept exploding in the fire.

He shouted at the rising revolutionary soldiers. For the new China, move forward!"

The roar is soaring, but it only echoes between the dark night in China.

The soldiers' eyes were red, and their chests surged with blood, with a shocking roar. They were panting and rushed forward desperately regardless. Such an iron flow!

The iron flow quickly spread over the steamed bun hill, and the crowd above was not surging, but pouring down! The revolutionary soldiers wearing large-brimmed hats rolled down like a landslide, side by side like a dense phalanx in the era of ancient cold weapons! The revolutionary officer stood in line, holding a Western-style command knife to lead the soldiers forward. Rows of rifles were equipped with bayonets. The iron knife forest undulated forward, and the sharp bayonet blade emitted a colder than the moonlight. On the edging line of the mountain, the revolutionary army is still turning over endlessly. The whole battlefield is almost full of soldiers! All kinds of shouts are heartbreaking, and they have hated the Beiyang robbers.

The searchlight of the three-story bunker in the center of Beiyang Military Town suddenly shone, and the mountain was almost full of revolutionary troops, pouring over like ants. The Beiyang Army clearly saw the impact route of the third battalion, and all kinds of firearms of the Beiyang Army immediately suppressed the third battalion. Beiyang was originally a strong army that was good at fighting across northern China. The crazy struggle of the revolutionary army aroused their fierceness of being killed by prosperity. They rose up and launched a fierce white-edged battle with the soldiers of the three battalions. The sound of fighting and the collision of bayonet resounded through the night sky.

The fierce battle is shocking. Li Xiang also heard a huge noise from the main attack on the third battalion on the other side of Huaxi Town. Behind him was the secret guard, who was on an assault mission, under the cover of artillery and machine guns, led by the head of Huangcun Village, and attacked the enemy in Huaxi at the same time. Lixiang is the captain of this assault. The fire has just been picked up here.

This is a very young team. Li Xiangdu personally served as the captain of the commandos. Their young battalion commanders naturally have the same way, and they have to charge at the front line in everything. He will be the courage of the army. The hero who is brave and good at fighting is led by a brave tiger general who is good at fighting. Li Xiang didn't want to see his group of revolutionary officers like Lao Jiang's central army wearing clean white gloves, far away from the battlefield and shouting "Give it to me!" on the phone. Instead, like those dirt, open your clothes, roll up your high sleeves, raise the box cannon tied with red silk, and shout, "Come with me!"

You can see Xiaochang and Huaxi from the residence of the staff under the leadership of Zeng Gao.

He stood stiff like a sculpture with a telescope, and the cold moonlight fell on him. The gunfire suddenly exploded violently in all fours, from far to near. The scale is small but fierce to the extreme. Obviously, the battle to the end of the revolution was kicked off and fought in Xiaochang and Huaxi. In particular, the Third Battalion of the Revolutionary Army, which mainly attacked Huaxi, opened up a painful war! Zeng Gao is no longer willing to imagine how the result will change, how tragic the sacrifice will be, and how heavy the casualties will be. Anyway, he has a clear conscience and has made every effort for the great cause of this revolution in 1911.

In this dull situation of China, there is no crazy earth-shaking shock, and you can't wake up the sleeping people! However, the Wuchang revolutionary military government has no will to resist, and the whole Southern Party members are also unrealistic about Yuan Shikai. In particular, the constitutional celebrities have different intentions, and the combat effectiveness of the Beiyang Army in Hubei has never been underestimated. Everything, if you don't experience it yourself, you don't know how dangerous the situation is. The newly formed troops in the two towns not only want to maintain the ready-to-move counter-revolutionary forces in Hubei, but also to disperse the attack on the long Beijing-Han line. This is a hard battle with the Beiyang Army. The result is really unpredictable.

The sound of gunfire became tighter and fiercer. Later, it seemed to be a big storm. Between heaven and earth, the wind and clouds surged! Several young staff officers of the staff were excited in fatigue, their eyes touched each other, and they were all excited to see each other. They have been crazy for a long time and can't wait to rush forward to pick up all the Beiyang robbers. The humiliation of the Wuchang Revolutionary Army and the suffering of their fellow villagers in Hubei made them feel aggrieved for too long.

"Cre down!" Zeng Gao snorted, found a smooth stone, sat down comfortably, and shouted, "Sit down!"

The young staff officers listened to the gunfire outside, and their hearts were anxious. They just squeezed their lips and dared not speak.

Zeng smiled and waved his hand, still calm when everyone was most nervous. From time to time, he talks to the staff, or listens to reports from the staff, or meditates on the map.

As soon as the battle began, the reports of each regimental battalion came one after another.

The Song Quetuan is attacking Xiaochang City. The firepower of the Beiyang army is very fierce, and the revolutionary army is fighting extremely bravely, approaching the enemy step by step; the first battalion bombarded the enemy castle guarded by Beiyang on the east mountain of Xiajia Village with artillery fire. The soldiers bravely split a barbed wire net in the dense rain of the Beiyang army. They have crossed the outer trench and are attacking the enemy fort; the third battalions are attacking the flowers. The enemy in the west launched an attack; the second battalion was responsible for assisting the attack on Huaxi, but because the villagers of Huangcun led the wrong way, they failed to rush to Huaxi on time to launch the attack together. Because there was no siege, the enemy concentrated all its firepower in the attack direction of the three battalions. In this case, the three battalions are destined to face a painful battle of heavy casualties.

At this time, the communication soldier jumped excitedly like a rabbit hit by an arrow. Before he arrived, he raised his voice and shouted: "The three battalions captured the bunker building in Baozi Mountain in the southwest corner of Huaxi and opened the breakthrough of Huaxi. The special attack team led by General Li also occupied a turret.

"Understand. Remember to report to me the progress of the third battalion and the special attack team at any time. Zeng Gao smiled. I was also relieved. It seems that it's not a big problem to take Huaxi tonight. Is there any news from other troops?

"Yes!" I heard the messenger reply loudly, "Song Quetuan attacked bravely and has captured Xiaochang Dongguan, Xiguan and Nanguan. The enemy of Xiaochang retreated into the city and is now facing the enemy. The second regiment and the first battalion once rushed into Xiajia Village, but were fiercely counterattacked by the enemy and forced to withdraw.

Zeng looked at him with slanted eyes and said with a wry smile, "What a bitter battle!"

Li wants to use this little manpower to pry over the overall situation of the world. It is difficult to imagine its dangerous and difficult places.

Marshal Li, how much confidence can you have to complete his scheduled ending at such a beginning?