60 Blood Medal
At dusk, the sky is high and the clouds are light, the cold wind is blowing gently, and the snow-covered village is covered with smoke. In this quiet atmosphere, there is a fierce battle.
Li Xiang took the generals to the top of Taibai Mountain to scout the terrain. Ma Hongkui was familiar with it and found a guide. Li Xiang and they climbed Taibai Mountain unconsciously. The first thing he saw was this quiet picture.
This is Li's habit of thinking on the battlefield, that is, as long as conditions permit, he must scout the terrain in advance in every battle. If he is used to map operations and subjective speculation in combat, he relies too much on reconnaissance troops and subordinates in intelligence acquisition, it will become a paper talk.
The setting sun slowly fell, and the clouds gradually dispersed.
Li Xiang looked up very carefully. There was an enemy position on Taibai Mountain. From the top of their crawling mountain, the three gates could be seen, and the soldiers of the Qing army could be clearly seen clearly. The combat staff were busy for a while, and every highland, every ravine and every path pointed out by Li was clearly marked on the battle map.
The stars were shining, and the night slowly fell, swallowing up the earth. The white snow swept through the quiet wilderness, and the revolutionary army quietly walked in the picturesque rivers and mountains.
The night wind was very strong. As soon as a little snow fell on the soldiers' hair, they were immediately swept away.
A dense coniferous pine forest blooms in the silver package, and Taibai Mountain, a height of more than 100 meters, appears alone in the snowstorm.
Li Xiang looked at the fence and the gate with copper rivets built on the top of Taibai Mountain from afar, shaking open the wind and snow all over the ground.
The pheasant of the fence and the high corner tower and the arrow tower are covered with a layer of white snow. There are sentries on patrol.
"What should I do?" Jing Bumu held it in the snow for a long time and wiped the ice residue on his eyebrows. I looked at the defense on Taibai Mountain and then at my new boss.
"If you occupied this terrain, how would you deal with your enemies?" Li wanted to ask him back.
"I will use mavels and rolling stones, and then use foreign guns to fight in the corner tower, if there are cavalry troops. You can also launch a countercharge at an appropriate time. On a mountain road like this, give me enough wood and rolling stones. I only need a 100-person team, and it is conservatively estimated that I can defend the rotation of two teams in one day..." Jing Bumu said.
"It's very accurate." Li wanted to smile bitterly.
"I haven't finished my words yet." Jing Bumu said, "If you defend the soldiers of the Ezhou Revolutionary Army under the command of the general on this terrain, even if you give me a team. I'm not sure either."
"What are you waiting for? Do it!" Song Que said.
"If you have the conditions, you have to go. If there are no conditions, we revolutionary army will create conditions to go!" Ma Hongkui just compiled the Golden Eagle Guard, and he was obedient to Song Que, the head of the Golden Eagle Guard.
"I think it's better to take it wisely." The idea of Jing Bu Mu is a little different.
"Taobai Mountain by wisdom?" Li wanted to laugh dumbly. He also watched "Lin Hai Xueyuan", but he didn't see any way to take Taibai Mountain wisely. Our advantage is that the gunfire is sharp, so it's better to cover the gunfire first and then launch an attack.
"If the other party's firepower is also sharp, what should we do?" Ma Hongkui asked with a big fish's eyes.
"According to my estimation, there won't be many enemy artillery." Li wanted to say, "In China, in addition to Beiyang, which army has the same firepower as us?"
Several people nodded in agreement.
"Sent the attack coordinates of the artillery to the mountain artillery force." Li wanted to squint his eyes and stared at the enemies on Taibai Mountain from the heavy wind and snow.
Bum! Bang! Bang! Three bright red and dazzling signal flares rose to the sky and cut through the silent night sky.
A row of shells soared into the air, crossed the long sky, roared and flew to the enemy's array, blowing up the enemy's bunker to collapse. In the loud noise, the snow on the mountain was blown up, splashing like waves, and the blurred snow powder fell from the air one after another. It was blown by the cold wind, just like a layer of fog that could not find its destination.
In the sound of tearing silk, shells came down one after another. In the dark snowy night, orange fireballs exploded one after another. Between the columns of smoke rising into the sky, scarlet mud splashed. The artillery fire was so fierce that shells fell almost every second.
The earth is shaking and the grass is shaking.
"All of them!" Jing Bumu raised the foreign gun in his hand and put on a bayonet.
The soldiers were all swallowing their saliva fiercely, and they clearly looked at the enemy positions that had been killed by artillery fire over and over again. The damp air looks confused by the blue-gray smoke.
" Charge!" The well roared hoarsely.
Under the cover of fierce artillery fire, the most fierce militiamen under Jing Bumu were like a steel knife inserted into Taibai Mountain.
The Qing army really wanted to cry without tears.
Having fought so many battles on the northwest battlefield, probably no unit is as unlucky as they are, and they have been covered with three rounds of mountain cannons.
The 1,000 elite troops of the Qing army guarding Taibai Mountain were originally the pride of the Ma brothers. They were first shrouded in the fierce artillery fire of the revolutionary army. At this time, there was not much left. Seeing that the revolutionary army's killing stars rushed to the battlefield, even if the Qing army resisted in vain, it would only be destroyed sooner or later.
What is admirable is that these remaining Qing troops still did not give up their combat responsibilities, not even one who escaped.
The gunfire extended, and the brains of each Qing soldiers were blown by the cold night wind. It was particularly clear. The high discipline and self-esteem of the elite Western Army forced them to stick to the battlefield.
Song Que led the golden eagle guard soldiers to brave the enemy's bullets, sometimes lowered their bodies and jumped forward, sometimes crawled forward, and quickly detoured to the side of Phoenix's mouth, the main position of the enemy's Taibai Mountain. They pedaled the stone cracks, climbed the cliff with their hands, and climbed to the top of the peak of Phoenix's mouth like a dexterous gecko.
In this short five-minute bombardment time, at least half of the Qing army fell into the pool of blood. The remaining Qing army only remembered the escape when they saw Song Que's killing.
It's too late!
Song Que mentioned the command battle, took the lead in bumping into the group of Qing soldiers, smashed it wildly, and his power broke out to the limit. Song Que was simply a ten thousand enemies, invincible, invincible.
Snowflakes fell, and Song Que, with an empty hand, actually held a curling Chinese smoke in his hand and stood on the bloody battlefield.
Song Que, who is bathed in blood, is like the god of war. His black hair has turned red, and his whole body is completely mixed with iron and blood.
The steaming blood and heat on the ground made the snowflakes melt immediately. Song Que's eyes scanned the Qing soldiers in front of him through the dense snowflakes. His eyes were like sharp ice edges on the glacier that would not melt for thousands of years.
No Qing army dared to challenge, no more. Under Song Que's eyes, the Qing army was left with fear, and those Qing army officers with cold expressions were no exception.
This villain, without the Qing army, will not be shocked by his bravery. Blood is his best medal.
Jin Yingwei followed the footsteps of the villain boss, and the cold bayonet seemed to laugh at the ridiculousness and ignorance of the Qing army.
Jing Bumu greatly increased the confidence of the excited militiamen and rushed into the battle of the Qing army with the pace of the Golden Eagle Guards.
Like a fierce tiger pounced on the enemy group, the light machine gun swept left and right, and the bayonet pecked up and down, annihilated the defending enemy in one fell swoop, occupied the enemy's position, and laid a foothold for attacking the main peak of Taibai Mountain.
The general attack begins. For a moment, the sound of guns, grenades and the loud charge horn formed a majestic battlefield symphony.
In the diffuse smoke, the soldiers jumped out of the trenches and launched a fierce attack on the enemy of Taibai Mountain.
The dying enemy uses strong fortifications to make a dying struggle. The dense fortifications form a cross-fire network of direct lateral shooting and inversion, knocking the charging soldiers down one by one in a pool of blood.
Li Xiang swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and the bullets passing by his ears brought death all the time. He was furious for a moment and ran to aim in person, and Ma Hongkui loaded and fired. A revenge shell flew to the top of the mountain, and the shells roared down and smashed the bouncing dirt in the rising fireballs and flew around, and the enemy's fire points were destroyed one by one.
The air is full of the smell of choking fireworks. The machine gun fire of the Qing army shot wildly at the figures of the revolutionary soldiers who were struggling in the heavy snow.
Groups of revolutionary soldiers shouted and swarmed forward. Soon, they broke into the Qing army's position and occupied part of the defense points of Taibai Mountain, and then rushed into the depth one by one. The Qing army, under the cover of firepower, fought back desperately.
Fierce battles are taking place everywhere. There were roaring shells everywhere, and the two sides burst into a fierce white-handed battle. The two sides of the bayonet collided into a ball, and the killing sound was shocking.
Along this cracked gap, the tide-like revolutionary army soldiers poured in crazily and began to expand to the two wings. The anxious Qing army desperately fought back. Its reserves pressed through the two wings of the gap and killed a group with the revolutionary army that was eager to expand the breakthrough.
The loss of Taibai Mountain seriously threatened the depth of the enemy's three gates and the safety of the flanks. The crazy enemy panicked and pieced together a battalion of troops. Under the cover of gunfire, he pulled it into a scattered line and rushed back to the position of the revolutionary army. At a glance, it was full of mountains and darkness. The Qing army, which fought back desperately, almost went crazy with waves of counterattacks one after another. Some artillery also bombarded Taibai Mountain one after another, and bombarded the places occupied by the revolutionary army, and the defending revolutionary army suffered heavy casualties.
The sparse scattered line of the Qing army suddenly came one after another like a wave of tide, and the team and squadron-level officers pressed forward one after another, taking the impact of the team as a unit.
The Makqin machine gun on the revolutionary army's position roared, and the dense bullets penetrated the heavy snow curtain, splashed and shot with the hiss of rubbing air. In the impact of the Qing army's scattered line, it broke through the terrible death line. Like cutting wheat, the enemy fell down one by one. Go. However, under the intimidation of the supervision team, the enemy stepped on the corpses in front of them again. Some climbed up the five companies, some jumped into the trenches, waved ghost knives and fought with the soldiers, and the enemy behind also took the opportunity to come up. The commander of the Qing army waving a saber said, "Attack!" Groups of Qingben soldiers rushed up under the command of the officers.
At this critical moment, countless cannonballs roared out of the Hessian cannon, swirling through the arc of the ballistics, and then roared down, and the explosion became a piece. The scattered lines of the Qing army that hit were broken one gap after another, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere where the fireworks rose. The incomplete limbs and human tissue in the smoke and dust were blown up high.
The advancing Qing army's scattered line was baptized by bullets flying from the revolutionary army line over and over again, and steel fragments flew around, and there was a bloody wind. The attacking Qing infantry fell to the ground in a panic, dodged the shelling, and organized a counterattack.
Song Que once again led the golden eagle guard to rush to the enemy array like a tiger, picking, beating and stabbing, knocking down several enemies who entered the position. Then the grenade bloomed in the enemy group, blowing up the enemy's flesh and blood, and the ghost crying wolf rolled down the mountain.