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Li Zhilong and Xuanxia's father stood side by side on the artillery position of the 21st Division to watch the battle, both of them clutching a telescope tightly in their hands. They had been standing motionless here for a whole morning.

The battle on the river beach on the south bank of the Anyang River was still going on, and about two regiments of the 21st Division were scattered on the river beach about four kilometers long, fighting the enemy with rifles, machine guns, and grenades for a whole morning. The positions of the two sides are now only a few dozen meters apart, and the 36 Soviet-made artillery pieces of the 21st Division have lost their usefulness. Even the dozens of mortars erected on the north bank of the Anyang River only opened fire cautiously, for fear of accidentally injuring their own people, so most of the shells hit the rear of the enemy's positions. Now on the battlefield is a rain of grenades, this cheap bomblet with a wooden handle is probably the most practical weapon in the Chinese civil war in this time and space.

Xuanxia's father put down the telescope in his hand first, and his eyebrows were tightly twisted: "Zaitian, you said that if you play like them, when will you end the Henan Campaign!" Now the situation in Shanxi and the northeast can be ......"

Li Zhilong also put down the binoculars, shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "The Henan battlefield is now evenly matched, and the 21st Division plus the National Army only has more than 100,000 troops, which is slightly less than the Zhiwan Coalition Army. And judging from this morning's battle, the Zhiwan coalition army is not paper-paste, and it seems that they will not be able to take Henan without a hard fight. Sword Soul, it seems that your task and I are very difficult to complete. ”

"Alas! This time all blamed Sun Yat-sen, Mr. Liao had promised to cooperate with our party to seize power in Shanxi first, but ...... He just sent some kind of warrant! Isn't this the three major policies that undermine the prime minister? ”

Li Zhilong next to him snorted, and glanced back at Xuanxia's father, who was scratching: "Sword Soul, isn't this prime minister Sun Yat-sen?" People have the final right to interpret the three major policies. And...... After all, he is a bourgeois revolutionary, and he has historical limitations, and it is normal for him to lose sight of the core of China's political struggle today. How could he understand the truth that only when our party firmly controlled Shanxi could the national revolution be victorious? ”

Xuanxia's father nodded: "Now the Shanxi campaign is also going on at a critical moment, and the Red Army on the Western Front is progressing smoothly...... And Datong on the northern front seems to be a fortified city that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and now that the 50,000 Red Army has besieged it for many days and has not yet been defeated, how good it would be if the 21st Division could be transferred to Datong City! ”

……

Under the city of Shaanxi County, Henan.

In the dense attack queue of the Nationalist Army, columns of smoke suddenly rose up. The offensive of the national army used the tactics of dense crowds, and the dense gray uniforms were like a large carpet covering the entire battlefield, and the rising smoke columns were blown away by the wind, and there was an extra gap in the carpet, but it was filled in the blink of an eye. But the carpet of people was still surging forward at a great speed. The artillery fire of the direct army plowed from the front to the back of the ranks, shrapnel flew and whistled in all directions, and with each explosion, a cloud of blood mist was raised. However, the officers and men of the Nationalist Army still moved forward without hesitation.

There was no doubt that the artillery of the direct army was tilting the shells with all its might, but the Nationalists showed no signs of stagnation. In the blink of an eye, it has approached the low city wall of Shaanxi. At this time, there were hundreds of rifles on the city wall, and the muzzles of the guns trembled slightly, but none of them fired at the crowd that was pouring in.

Feng Yuxiang, who was standing on the opposite side of the position and watching the battle, now felt that something was wrong, and he held the binoculars out of the water. This time, what Wu Peifu used to defend Shaanxi County must be the main force of the main force, the elite of the elite! Otherwise, under the pressure of this crowd tactic, the terrified soldiers would have shot indiscriminately. And the opposing side now shoots discipline...... It's not just about training! Perhaps only by experiencing this terrible scene can you truly become a terrible killing machine!

"Rifle - shoot!"

With a command, the city of Shaanxi County sounded. Suddenly, rows of large and small fires flashed! The officers and soldiers of the Nationalists who were hurriedly erecting the ladders under the city suddenly shook and fell to a large area. Screams rang out one after another, all over the place, and everywhere there were people who had died or were about to die. However, the national army is really not afraid of death, and as long as there is still a breath, it will always rush forward.

The bullets of the direct army had already hit row after row, and the bullets were slanted out. However, the Nationalist Army still did not flinch in the slightest, and still kept rushing to the city wall, and the ladders were constantly erected, and they were constantly pushed down by the officers and soldiers on the city wall. The offensive of the National Army seems to have been contained.

Suddenly, a dense burst of gunfire rang out, and twenty-four tongues of fire erupted from various hidden firing points almost simultaneously! The twenty-four streams of fire are like the sickles of death, mercilessly reaping the lives of the officers and soldiers of the national army! Clouds of blood seemed to erupt. Looking through the binoculars in Feng Yuxiang's hand, the tongue of fire writhed and swept by, and the crowd of people in gray military uniforms fell indiscriminately in rows, and in their eyes, in addition to the gushing blood, it was still blood...... Now even the layman can see clearly that today's charge of the national army has completely failed!

Feng Yuxiang sighed softly, dropped the binoculars, and waved his hand to the staff officers around him: "Let the brothers retreat first, it seems that this Shaanxi County is not a drum." ”

……

On the afternoon of November 1, 1926. The Anyang River defense line of the direct army was broken through. After a morning of hard fighting, the direct army, which lacked artillery and other heavy weapons, was greatly consumed, and finally in the afternoon it gradually lost its strength, so it had to abandon its position and retreat into the city to defend it.

Deng Yanda, who was standing on the high ground on the north bank of the Anyang River and watching the battle, finally let out a long breath, and his distorted face also showed a relaxed and happy smile.

"Brother Fuwen." Deng Yanda looked back at Luo Yaoguo beside him, and said with a smile: "It seems that our opponent is not an elite, and we can't stand it in one morning, do you think we should continue to fight at night, or rest all night and fight again tomorrow?" ”

Luo Yaoguo smiled and shook his hand slightly: "Forget it." Since they are not elites, I am afraid they do not have the determination to die for Wu Dashuai, right? I think it's better to find a way to buy it! By the way, do you know what part of the army they are? ”

"Through the interrogation of the prisoners, it has been known that they are the troops of Zhang Zhigong of the Zhensong Army, about 10,000 people. It was just transferred from the south bank of the Yellow River to Anyang two days ago, so it is probably a bait, right? Deng Yanda smiled and said: "But these Zhensong troops are all mercenary, and they scraped the ground in Shaanxi back then, and Wu Peifu probably spent a lot of money to let them come here." If we're going to buy them, the question of money ......"

Luo Yaoguo looked at Deng Yanda with a smile: "Of course, the money came out of us rich rightists, and we can double it as much as Wu Peifu spends." Hehe, this time Wu Peifu probably never dreamed that his incense bait was not knocked off by us, but ...... Let's buy it, shall we? ”

Deng Yanda also smiled: "That's right! How could Wu Peifu have thought that you, the God of Wealth, were in our army? And after we bought Zhang Zhigong, shouldn't we temporarily block the news? I don't know what troops Wu Peifu will send to trouble us? ”