Yang Ling and the others temporarily stopped in Hankou for a night's rest, and drank and exchanged pleasantries with old friends until late at night. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhao Wenbin, who was full of worries, poured a lot of wine and stumbled a little, but it was really not easy to meet old acquaintances in the chaotic years.

"Brother Yang...... Battlefield bullets don't have long eyes, you ...... Take care of yourself, when do you want to be free, send a letter to my brother, my battalion commander position is for you, and I will give you a hand......"

"Okay, brother, I wrote down your words, I can't get mixed up, so I'll come to you, you go back and sleep well now, let's get back and get in touch again."

Looking at Zhao Wenbin, who was a little unconscious, Yang Ling recruited a rickshaw, stuffed the driver with a silver dollar, and asked him to send Zhao Wenbin back to his residence.

"Brother Yang, remember...... Remember to carry the letter. Zhao Wenbin sat on the rickshaw and shouted indistinctly, and Yang Ling also smiled and waved.

Watching the rickshaw pulling Zhao Wenbin farther and farther away, and finally disappeared into the night, Yang Ling felt a sense of loss inexplicably.

From the Songhu battlefield to the present, Luo Dayong, Fat Man, Erzhuzi, Yang Dashu and many other brothers have fallen, there are fewer and fewer old brothers, more and more recruits, and an unspeakable sense of loneliness has enveloped the whole body.

"Deputy of the regiment, let's go back."

Huzi, who was an orderly and a guard, looked at Yang Ling standing there with a melancholy face, and opened his mouth to break the silence.

A cool breeze hit, Yang Ling's head cleared up a lot, he took a deep breath, turned around and said, "Let's go back."

Yang Ling and the others received an order to go east to Jiujiang, so as soon as the morning dawned, they didn't have time to say goodbye to their old friend Zhao Wenbin, so their troops went straight to Jiujiang without stopping.

The smoke of war spread across China, the green mountains and rivers turned into scorched earth, and the towns were reduced to ruins.

Yang Ling's road to Jiujiang was overwhelmed with fleeing refugees, the road was crowded with cattle and sheep, and carriages full of packages were crowded, and the stuffy earth was filled with an indescribable atmosphere.

The retrograde troops walked for several days on the road crowded with refugees before they arrived at the main force of the 74th Army stationed in De'an, Jiangxi.

De'an City is not large, relatively speaking, it is only equivalent to a large market in the coastal area, but De'an is located on Poyang Lake in the east and Lushan Mountain in the west, which is an important town on the Nanxun Line, and its strategic location is very important.

"Our mission is to guard De'an and be responsible for the defense along the Nanxun Railway."

Yang Ling and the others received a new mission, which was not a combat mission, but a rare security mission, which was a rare good news for the brothers who had been fighting for several months.

Yang Ling's 301st Regiment belonged to the 74th Army's rear troops, and after arriving in De'an, the slightly better garrison was occupied by the rest of the brigades and regiments, so they had to be aggrieved to be stationed in a remote town.

"The battalions are encamped outside the town, and no one is allowed to disturb the people without permission."

After the troops arrived in the town, the regiment commander Zhang Handuo politely declined the invitation of the local gentry and stationed the troops two miles away from the town.

Yang Ling agreed with this approach, although the military discipline of the troops was much better than that of the rest of the miscellaneous troops, there was no guarantee that everyone could control themselves.

As a result of the repeated fierce battles, the troops suffered heavy casualties and were replenished so often that many of the brothers had a weak sense of military discipline and often had conflicts with the residents of the station.

The contradiction has greatly affected the relationship between the military and the people, so the regiment commander Zhang Handuo strictly restrained the troops this time to prevent the recurrence of past events.

"Battalion and company commanders, you all listen well, take care of the brothers under your hands, if anyone causes trouble and makes the common people come over, I don't want to listen to the explanation, and the direct commander will be dismissed from office on the spot for investigation and punishment!"

The so-called repetition of the rule in troubled times, the regiment commander Zhang Handuo is also well aware of this principle, summoned officers at all levels, and gave a murderous warning.

These battalion and company commanders have nothing to say about fighting, and even if there is a rain of bullets in front of them, they dare to rush forward with a roar, but they are not far behind in making mistakes, and they often make trouble in the station.

"Tell the brethren to take care of the things in the crotch of their trousers, and if there is another widow crying and running to the camp to find a father for the doll, I will have to kill him!"

Seeing that the brothers were all serious, Zhang Handuo also scolded with a rare humor, which made the brothers laugh.

Away from the smoke of war, Yang Ling and the others once again won a short rest.

The Battle of Lanfeng caused the entire 74th Army to lose more than 4,000 brothers, and the weapons and ammunition were even more exhausted.

Yang Ling's 74th Army was still under the command of Xue Yueda's First Corps, but it was assigned to the newly established Ninth Theater of Operations, and was temporarily deployed on the De'an and Nanxun railway lines.

The Ninth Theater has replenished the 74th Army with a group of supplementary troops sent from the rear, most of whom are from Sichuan and Jiangxi, and they are full of recruits.

Most of these reinforcements were sent in after a short training period of a week or two, and many of them had fired one or two bullets, but they could only shoot, and had little combat effectiveness.

Even so, these newly replenished soldiers were quickly divided up by the regiments, and now the commanders of the troops did not care about picking fat and thin, as long as they wanted everyone.

Because Yang Ling's regiment arrived in De'an a few days later than the rest of the troops, when the regiment commander Zhang Handuo went to the brigade headquarters to ask for new recruits, no one was found, because it had already been divided.

"Brigade seat, our regiment killed more than 500 people and seriously injured more than 100 people on the Lanfeng battlefield, and we have made collective merits, if there are no recruits to add, this battle will not be able to be fought, how about you give us a few."

Regiment commander Zhang Handuo complained bitterly at the brigade headquarters, and brigade commander Zhou Zhidao also shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands and said: "You ask me for it, but I don't have it, the war zone has replenished so many soldiers, and our first corps has divided more than 20,000 people, and our 74th Army finally grabbed some of them, but you have not yet come to complete the distribution."

Seeing that the regiment commander Zhang Handuo had a bitter face and was not ready to leave, the brigade commander Zhou Zhidao's face softened again: "Otherwise, you wait a few more days, and when there are recruits coming, how about I give priority to replenishing your regiment?"

The troops suffered heavy losses, and the combat effectiveness could not be improved without the addition of new recruits, and the battle did not know when it would start again, and the regiment commander Zhang Handuo naturally did not give up, and without the replenishment of new recruits, he did not plan to leave.

Looking at the regiment commander Zhang Handuo, who was not leaving, the brigade commander Zhou Zhidao also knew that it was not a way to go on like this, so he had no choice but to recruit the quartermaster and allocate more than 1,000 silver dollars, so that they could find a way to replenish some people first.

"You can recruit as much as you can, but those who recruit must register, and I will report to the military seat when the time comes."

Brigade Commander Zhou Zhidao did not forget to remind Zhang Handuo in the end, after all, they are combat troops, and it is taboo to recruit soldiers without authorization.

However, at present, the losses of various armies and units are relatively large, and there are not a few who replenish their own troops, and they only need to report according to regulations.

Although Zhang Handuo was extremely reluctant, he was forced to have no new recruits, so he could only take more than 1,000 silver dollars to set up a flag to recruit soldiers.

The flag for recruiting troops has been erected, and it is the main force of the Central Army, and there are many onlookers, but few have signed up.

It's no wonder that these ordinary people are not patriotic, and it is a death sentence to fight a soldier.

The National Revolutionary Army has fought countless defeats on the battlefield, each time it is full of corpses, and the previous soldiers in the village have never returned, and the government has sacrificed the interests of countless people for strategic considerations, and its credibility has been lost, so there are not many people willing to serve as soldiers.

The recruitment flag in the regiment was erected for a whole day, but it only recruited less than 20 people, and the angry regiment commander Zhang Handuo scolded his mother: "It's all fucking cowards, Lu Xing, take people to the town to arrest people, according to the wartime law of drawing Ding, three Ding draw one, five Ding draw two, and if you don't obey, you have to tie me up!"

"Wait a minute."

Zhang Handuo wanted to be brutal, but the first battalion commander Lu Xing didn't want to think about it, so he turned around and was about to go to the town to catch soldiers, but Yang Ling hurriedly opened his mouth to stop it.