158 Warmth in winter

The sky is slightly dawn, and Huaxi Town is still in a bloody battle.

Just as the battle in Xiajia Village came to an end, Li Xiang, who attacked Huaxi Town, was facing the counterattack of Sun Chuanfang's Beiyang army.

The tide-like Beiyang soldiers launched a wave after wave of counterattack, desperately trying to plug the gap in the town.

Sun Chuanfang came in time. Maybe a few minutes later, Li Xiang's revolutionary army has rushed into the town...

Four shots of gunfire sounded in Huaxi Town. Sun Chuanfang's adjutant was commanded by Sun Chuanfang in the three-story reinforced concrete bunker in the center of the town, and Sun Chuanfang himself lived in a big house in the northeast corner and leisurely presided over the goods conference. As soon as the war began, the wired telephones and cable telegrams connecting Xiaochang and Xiaogan were all paralyzed. The adjutant did not know how many revolutionary troops came tonight. The adjutant's subconscious reaction was to leave more than 100 people in the central bunker, as a reserve team, to respond to the dangerous situations around him at any time.

Sun Chuanfang led Huaxi's last point of troops to come, and there was no time to change his subordinates. The Beiyang army guarding the west had been defeated by the white-edged charge led by Li Xiang. Sun Chuanfang only had time to gather all her forces in the west of Cross Street, a small town, waiting for the revolutionary army to rush in.

In the chaos that had just broken through the Beiyang army's defense line, Li Xiang took his subordinates to chase and retreat the defeated Beiyang army. In this way, he directly bumped directly into the main force of the Beiyang army gathered on the west street of the town!

Where the firelight passed, the sound of gunfire suddenly sounded like a rainstorm, and the shouts on the battlefield were also covered up, and a piece of flesh and blood were sprinkled all around. Several revolutionary soldiers didn't even have time to avoid it, so they were splashed all over their brains by the flying bullets. The broken chest was covered with scarlet blood, and the white/flowered brain was mixed with the mud on the ground.

The smoke of gunpowder permeates the misty rain. Li Xiang also had to order a counterattack and retreat at the same time.

The revolutionary army, which suffered nearly half of the casualties, has begun to be chaotic. The continuous drizzle began in the middle of the night, causing the soldiers who were already hungry and exhausted to suffer from the cold again. At this time, even if there is still the strength and spirit of the impact, it will never be possible to defeat this advantageous Beiyang Army again!

"Fight, call me! Withstood!" The company, platoons and squad leaders took the lead in shooting fiercely at the Beiyang troops rushing over. The grenades with white smoke also flew out desperately.

"The enemy is coming up, brothers, bayonets, let's fight!" Li wanted to be surrounded by officers shouting loudly and crazily.

Even in such a difficult situation, the revolutionary army did not give up. Behind the Beiyang army, under the heavy protection of the guards, Sun Chuanfang's eyes passed through the smoke, the smoke and rain battlefield, and under the slightly bright sky, he instantly caught the central figure of the opposite revolutionary army. The laboriously waving command knife to participate in the white blade slashing, the haggard and tired figure all over his body. None of the revolutionary troops around him had the intention of throwing a gun to escape. Those junior officers in military boots put on a posture of breaking the boat. The bullets on the opposite side did not weaken at all, and the impact with the white blade of the Beiyang Army was as fierce as a tiger, although their people fell into the pool of blood one after another.

Li Xiang, who was waving a long knife, was already surrounded by several Beiyang soldiers, but judging from the several bodies killed at his feet, he had cut down the Beiyang army. Lixiang also saw the high-land Beiyang officer. He gasped slightly, and the long knife in his hand was still slowly dripping blood and rain, and his whole body was soaked. His sharp eyes flashed across the battlefield and collided directly with Sun Chuanfang.

Several Beiyang soldiers who surrounded Li Xiang looked at him quietly and were even more uneasy.

Sun Chuanfang just took a deep breath and smiled triumphantly at Li Xiang.

It's useless to be brave like this... The situation has finally returned to control. Even if the other party is a ten thousand enemies, his subordinates are all desperate crazy people, and they can't turn the situation around in modern war...

Sun Chuanfang elegantly took off the white gloves one by one, so that she could take out the Pegasus cigarettes produced by Nanyang Tobacco Company, lit the fire freely, took a deep breath, and spit out a long string of smoke, but faintly told the adjutant beside him: "The enemy is already struggling to die. There is no need to charge with a white blade. The marcher uses a platoon gun and pushes forward slowly.

The adjutant who was full of war on his body nodded respectfully to listen to the training.

Sun Chuanfang smiled and looked at the bright sky. The cold rain floated on her face. She was shocked and turned around and was about to walk back to his big house in the northeast corner.

At dawn, Duan Qirui, the president of the Xiaogan camp, should also figure out the situation, and the reinforcements should also set out. At this time, the Beiyang Army of Xiaochang should also come out of the city to support these strongholds on the edge of the city. The crisis in Huaxi is about to be resolved. These revolutionary armies are obviously the army of the guy surnamed Li in Anlu. After this crisis, Duan Juntong will preside over the suppression of bandits!

The snowflakes splashed, and the last Beiyang soldier was cut off half of his head and fell to the ground. At this time, Li Xiang didn't feel any relaxation. He felt like falling into hell. The Beiyang army stopped the white blade charge and slowly advanced with enough firepower.

Seeing that the victory of the revolution is in front of us, and seeing that breaking through the defense of Huaxi Town is about to take this stronghold, he and his subordinates have made so much effort and blood! ............Is history really so difficult to change?

The bullets on the opposite side came like a ladle, repeatedly washing his line of fire, and the soldiers screamed long or short, and then died without moving.

The enemy opposite is still advancing in silence. Li wants to jump up desperately and wave the commanding saber: "Comrades, let's launch the final charge for our common ideals!" ............Revolutionary Army! Put on the bayonet!"

"Let's go!" In such a desperate situation, the dark figure launched a desperate charge towards the offensive torrent of the Beiyang Army in the shouts of Qitian. Sun Chuanfang, who was about to go back, suddenly turned around, looked at the revolutionary army charging in the rain like a mad tiger, and pulled out the saber with a bang. The sudden counterattack launched by the revolutionary army under such circumstances was greatly beyond his expectation. At this time, if the army could not quickly stabilize its position, it was likely to be hit hard by the revolutionary army. And the adverse impact on the whole front is also extremely serious. Compared with the eagerness of these Beiyang officers, the elite soldiers of Beiyang, who have always been known for their fierce and daring to fight, are also frightened at this time. These Beiyang soldiers suffered a series of setbacks, especially this night, when facing the revolutionary army that rushed over with bayonets and repeatedly launched white-edged battles, these fierce and famous Beiyang soldiers felt the chill of rising from the bottom of their bones.

In Hubei, although it is drizzling in the early morning of winter, it is already a very warm and comfortable climate compared with Sun Chuanfang, who is used to the cold winter in the north. However, Sun Chuanfang now really feels the cold, so that every drop of sweat flowing from her back is dripping cold sweat. After being drenched by the rain again, the excited spirit just disappeared completely.

"The dog jumps over the wall! It's rushing up to die!" Sun Chuanfang tried her best to pretend to be calm and said to the adjutant, "Lord Chen, please here."

Sun Chuanfang grabbed the saber pulled out and betrayed his turbulent heart. He just wants to leave quickly, and he really doesn't want to see these crazy revolutionary armies anymore. Lord Sun, please rest assured. With that, Lord Chen showed a ferocious smile and said arrogantly, "In our firepower, the bandits will be killed all over the field, and they will be shot in piles like grass." Contact the left and right wings and ask them to lead the troops to the central position quickly. We must block the bandits who break into the town. Sun Chuanfang ordered one after another. He knew that there must be no retreat at this time. Even if he wanted to temporarily retreat and shrink his troops, he also needed to resist the revolutionary army's counterattack first. If the counterattack of the revolutionary army cannot be well counterattacked, the consequences are likely to be extremely serious. We should try our best to contain this bandit army in front of our front, and at the same time, when the bandit army launched a counterattack, we order the left and right wings to launch a new round of attack. This is the best time for our army to break through the bandits. Although the counterattack of Li Xiangtuan made Sun Chuanfang feel the pressure on the front suddenly increased, he also realized that if his side could withstand the attack of the revolutionary army, then the Beiyang army launched a new attack on both wings and would have a chance to completely crush this tenacious revolutionary army.

If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent! Let's bet on this life for the revolution! Li wants to think like this. At least it's no longer like fooling around and waiting to die a hundred years later, and you can't even find the meaning of your life; at least now you know why you live, why you fight, and why you die; at least there are so many brothers accompanying you, and then go to Quantai to recruit the old department and kill Yanluo with a banner of 100,000 yuan!

I am a hero, a hero of the national revolution! Li wants to make a conclusion for himself before he dies.

An officer beside him suddenly pulled Li Xiang and roared, "Marshal, listen!"

Li wanted to come to his senses and suddenly heard a familiar accent from behind, and a surge of water poured in. At once, the two wings behind them will be completely overwhelmed by the gunfire of the Beiyang Army who tried to envelop them!

In the angry shouts, dozens of figures emerged from the firelight. After the war in Xiajia Village, reinforcements led by Zeng Gao of the General Staff came from the rear wing of the position.

The Beiyang Army, which had the advantage just now, is being smashed, torn and defeated! Perhaps it was because of the arrival of reinforcements, or maybe the blood of too many comrades-in-arms touched the bottom of his heart. Li jumped up, waved the command knife that had been cut all over his body, and shouted, "Revolutionary army, move forward!"

The whole battlefield was suddenly filled with a tragic, brave and fearless atmosphere.

The peripheral fortifications of the Beiyang Army were all occupied by the revolutionary army. The Beiyang Army collapsed, and the remnants retreated desperately. One enemy retreated to the central bunker on the third floor, and the other retreated to the northeast corner. Sun Chuanfang, who retreated in the yard and responded to the central bunker.

The hamster rat of the Beiyang Army rushed into the mansion and bumped into Sun Chuanfang head-on. His face was pale, and he didn't seem to understand why the situation turned over again. He came out and loudly ordered the soldiers to resist on the spot, and there was nothing he could do.

"Next, leave it to us, Marshal!" Zeng Gao stood in front of Li Xiang covered in muddy water.

"If you want to come a step later, just wait for me to collect the body!" Li wanted to station the command knife, and he was so tired that he was about to collapse.

"No, because I believe our ideals will not be shattered like this." Zeng Gao looked at the dead and injured revolutionary army soldiers on the ground, but said unswervingly.

The revolutionary army marched bravely and took advantage of the opportunity to seize a dark fortress in the southwest corner of the compound, posing a great threat to the Beiyang army in the main fortress.

Sun Chuanfang of the Beiyang Army was also anxious and went into battle in person, leading dozens of Beiyang troops to rush to the revolutionary army with swords.

After the Beiyang Army led by Sun Chuanfang rushed over, the revolutionary soldiers fought with the enemy. The fierce men of the revolutionary army stabbed four Beiyang soldiers to death in a row, and their heads were also stabbed. Finally, they resolutely pulled four grenades into the enemy group and died with the Beiyang army.

Li wanted to see the heroic sacrifice, blood and anger of the fierce man with his own eyes. He forgot the duty of a commander and suddenly pulled out the command knife and rushed in.

"Marshal, don't take risks in person anymore." A group of scarred officers dragged Li to death.

Zeng Gao quickly said, "The mountain cannon will come soon, and the war will end soon."

"Mountain cannon?" Although Li thought that he was tired and drowsy, he was not confused. "Can the mountain cannon be transported so quickly in such a bad weather?"

Li Xiang's question was quickly verified. It was still in the fierce battle here that a group of farmers in guts slowly appeared on the edge of the sky. They carried the burden and sent weapons and ammunition forward. Some young men who ran fast had appeared on the battlefield and were transporting the wounded to the rear and grabbing the bodies of the martyrs.

Li wants to put up his toes and put his hand on a cool. Further away, a group of rolling mud monkey-like farmers were holding a mule ox cart and dragging a heavy mountain cannon. Behind them, the same group of rolling mud monkey-like farmers were pushing hard and never fell behind.

In this cold winter morning, after a night of fierce battle, he was soaked all over. The tired Li Xiang only felt so warm and warm...

Zeng was high-temperature and smiled: "Our desperate efforts have been recognized by the people... The fierce battle last night shocked the surrounding villagers. As soon as the battle in Xiajia Village was over, the timid villagers came to inquire about the news. Huang Guangzhong and the villagers of Huangjia Village went to meet them. They were overjoyed when they heard that the Beiyang army had been run away. These days, they have been suffering unspeakably by the Beiyang Army. At that time, there were hundreds of young people who asked to participate in the revolutionary army, so I asked Huang Guangzhong to organize them to be responsible for logistics..."

Looking at the villagers in front of the branch actively preparing to transport the stretchers and animals for the wounded, it was not only Li Xiang who was moved alone. Those soldiers who could only move stood up desperately and straightened their chests, but they refused to get on the stretcher desperately to express the heroism of the revolutionary army soldiers in front of the villagers, shouting one by one. I can still fight again.

Li Xiang pointed to the nose of these handsome guys and shouted, "What's so handsome? What kind of hero? Most of the intestines have been pulled out. Are you going to send it to the Beiyang Army to eat the braised intestine? Lie down for me......"

And the revolutionary soldiers who are still fighting in fatigue are like getting blood back to blue for no reason, like the kind of blue pills produced by the United States. The adrenal hormones soared wildly, and their combat effectiveness suddenly rose several steps.

At this moment, all the soldiers know why they are fighting? This sacred sense of mission does not require Li Xiang's mobilization and explanation. The righteousness of the country and the nation are not as clear and straightforward as the people in front of them to recognize and explain their hard work.

When Sun Chuanfang heard the noise outside, she raised her head and saw his adjutant's frightened look. His face was lonely and unwilling: "Lord Chen, we must retreat immediately!"