The rumbling cannon sound in the distance kept coming, Luo Yaoguo pulled Qu Ying to the window of the room, and looked at the south of the city with the flames, it is estimated that the rebels are now shelling Yongding Gate.

Listening to the sound of artillery from the south, Luo Yaoguo asked Qu Ying in some surprise: "Did you give those 24 civilian 13 mountain guns to the national army?" ”

"Hmm!" Qu Ying gritted her teeth and nodded: "Our troops were equipped with a batch of Soviet field artillery, so we gave these mountain guns to the National Army, but I didn't expect that now these cannons have become accomplices in the massacre of the working class!" ”

The 24 Min-13 mountain guns allocated to the Nationalist Army have been neatly placed outside the Majiapu Railway Station, which is only 3 miles away from Yongding Gate. At this time, the Majiapu Railway Station had been requisitioned as the headquarters by Liu Yufen, the leader of the rebels and the former commander of the First Army of the National Army. According to his deployment, Shi Yousan's mixed brigade will be the main force in the attack on Yongdingmen, and the 24 mountain artillery guns that have just been assigned to the Nationalist Artillery Brigade will be responsible for providing fire support for Shi Yousan.

"Boom, boom, boom--" With a deafening burst of cannonballs, hundreds of 75mm shells with fiery red ballistics roared and flew towards the ancient Yongdingmen Tower. The moment the cannonball touched the city wall, it turned into a huge orange fireball with a loud bang, and the huge shock wave that burst out with the explosion of the cannonball, wrapped in countless small metal fragments swept across the entire city tower area, and any life exposed to the cannon fire would turn into a charred corpse emitting black smoke at this moment. Due to their lack of training and actual combat experience, the workers' pickets defending Yongdingmen were deployed on the towers and walls of the city from the beginning, and became live targets for the rebel artillery. After ten minutes of artillery preparation, the entire Yongding Gate Gate Tower was already in flames, and the chances of the workers' pickets, who lacked cover, to survive this dense shelling were too slim.

"Oh my God! How can this cannon be fought endlessly! Qu Ying once again buried her head in Luo Yaoguo's arms, holding back tears, and her ears were full of the roaring sound of the devil.

Ten minutes is a short ten minutes for the artillerymen who opened the artillery, and the cannon is over before it has been enjoyable. And for the bombed side, it is simply longer than a decade.

"It's okay, it's okay, the enemy is still far away." Luo Yaoguo comforted Qu Ying in a whisper while stroking Qu Ying's back with his hand.

At this time, in the headquarters of the workers' pickets not far from Yongding Gate, the general captain Xiang Zhongfa had long disappeared, and he claimed that he was going to Xishan to defend the Party Central Committee, and handed over the command to Zhang Tailei and Qu Ming, who had just arrived here. Although the two young GCDs had no combat experience, they still bravely took on the heavy responsibility of defending the revolutionary regime.

"Sheehan, you stay here to command, if Yongdingmen is lost, you will lead people to retreat to the Qianmen Railway Station." Zhang Tailei patted Qu Ming's shoulder. "I'll go to the front and supervise the battle." After speaking, without waiting for Qu Ming to speak, he picked up a rifle and rushed towards the Yongding Gate Tower with a few GCD officers, and never came back.

The first attack organized by Shi Yousan began, and thousands of officers and soldiers of the former Nationalist Army mixed into the Eighth Brigade, carrying ladders and rifles, slowly advanced in the direction of the city walls and towers under the cover of mortars and machine guns.

"Papapa--" A chaotic burst of gunfire rang out, and the surviving pickets on the towers and walls bravely returned fire after receiving reinforcements. However, they did not realize that the enemy was still outside the distance they could hit.

"Fuwen, can you hold it?" Hearing the faint sound of gunfire in the distance, Qu Ying stared at Luo Yaoguo's face with big eyes full of tears, hoping to hear some good news from his mouth.

Although Luo Yaoguo couldn't bear it, he slowly shook his head after all. "Listen to the gunshots, it's the old sleeves of the workers' pickets firing now, not the water you give to the National Army. This means that only the pickets are now firing and the other side is not returning fire. ”

"Isn't that bad?" Of course, Qu Ying didn't know what the problem was, and she felt that it was always good to beat the enemy to the point where she didn't have the strength to fight back.

"This shows that the pickets opened fire from a great distance, a mistake often made by untrained soldiers, who often waste bullets and get nothing out of it. The officers on the Nationalist side were very professional and they would not let the soldiers shoot outside the effective range. And the pickets will not work, alas! The pickets are an amateur army after all, so how can they go to the battlefield to maintain order in the rear and catch a spies? Isn't this a blind command! Luo Yaoguo shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect GCD to be like this at the beginning. He didn't expect that GCD, which was so powerful in another time and space, would be so unprofessional at the beginning, it seems that GCD's combat effectiveness was slowly "trained" by those opponents who were not very powerful and not united.

Hearing that Luo Yaoguo looked down on the workers' pickets, Qu Ying pouted, a little unconvinced, and she said, "Why can't the pickets fight?" The adviser to the Third International, Lu Yi, said that during the October Revolution of that year, the regular army of the Provisional Political Axe was defeated by the workers' armed forces! ”

"Reusto? Is that the red-headed Ah San? "Luo Yaoguo almost laughed out loud when he thought of this living treasure." He knows what to fight and how do you listen to him? Don't you have Pavlov and Galen? ”

"Comrade Lu Yi is an adviser to the Federation of Trade Unions, and the workers' pickets are under the leadership of the Federation of Trade Unions." Qu Ying inadvertently revealed the party's secrets again.

At this time, the gunfire in the distance suddenly intensified, and listening to the sound, it seemed that the rebels had begun to counterattack. Luo Yaoguo pricked up his ears and listened carefully for a while, his brows furrowed even tighter. "It seems that the two armies are firing at each other, can they hit it in such a dark sky? Presumably, they were going to consume the pickets' ammunition. ”

"Consume ammo? If the bullets run out, then ......" Qu Ying bit her lip tightly and did not say the word failure again. Although she had already expected this ending.

Luo Yaoguo guessed correctly, Shi Yousan's plan was to consume bullets with the pickets first, although there was not much ammunition in the hands of both sides. But the soldiers on the rebel side knew to save bullets, and the pickets had long forgotten about this. And even if both sides run out of bullets, can those workers in Yanjing Sijiu City fight with Feng Yuxiang's army with bayonets? Historically, the Northwest Army had a very strong hand-to-hand combat ability, and the National Army was the predecessor of the Northwest Army.

The two sides crackled for about half an hour, and the gunfire on the picket side gradually thinned out. It should be that the bullets are almost consumed. Seeing that the opportunity was just right, Shi Yousan decisively ordered a general attack, and as soon as thousands of rebel officers and soldiers shouted, they rushed to the city wall like crazy, and even the pickets in the city would not slow down at all with the only bullets they had to shoot. Then hundreds of ladders were erected, and thousands of well-trained rebel officers and soldiers climbed up with quick hands and feet. At the same time, under the city wall, there are many sharpshooters with excellent marksmanship who are constantly shooting at the battlements of the city wall to cover their companions on the ladder.

"GCD members, Komsomol members, rush with me!" This was Zhang Tailei's last voice in this time and space, and under his leadership, dozens of GCD people took the lead in picking up their rifles and rushed to the front line, and the rebel death squads who climbed the city wall were wrenched together and began to fight. Encouraged by them, the workers' pickets, who were on the verge of collapse, also summoned up the courage to launch a final round of counterattacks. The battle for the walls of the city suddenly came to a fever pitch, with both sides roaring and shouting to kill their opponents with all their might.

Yesterday, these rebel officers and soldiers and workers' pickets were still friends, and in the blink of an eye, the two sides actually fought the most brutal white-knuckle battle on the vast Yanjing city wall! Rows of hideous-looking and sturdy rebel death squads with shiny Russian bayonets screamed at the pickets holding Hanyang-made, and pierced the hearts of these workers who were brothers yesterday with their long bayonets, taking away everything from them without the slightest mercy. Because they also have to trade the lives of these pickets and GCD people for cheap liquor, women and fat, these are the real warlord troops, a group of war professionals who fight for big money.

The battle at Yongdingmen lasted about two hours, and in the end, some of the defeated workers' pickets broke up in the dark night of Yanjing, while others followed Qu Ming to the Qianmen railway station. This is the last line of defense in Yanjing City, followed by [***] and Zhongnanhai, where General Feng Yuxiang and the leaders of the United Political Axe should be working. So Qu Ming has no choice but to hold on to the last person now. At this time, his only wish was that his sister could get out of danger and see the day of the founding of New China. I hope that when the time comes, she will often visit the place where she sacrificed herself, and she can tell her children about herself, a person who sacrificed her life for the establishment of New China.