Chapter 13: Changing Guards (10)

Liu Qinglong was very excited, but Luo Wei was very depressed, just when Liu Qinglong waved his troops to leave Yefu Mountain, Luo Wei led the field supplement regiment to withdraw from the prepared position unhappily, and retreated to Luohe to join Zhou Mengxiong's army.

The plan is not as good as the change, the baggage team that came from Wuwei received the news that Li Shigui's department was attacked on the way, and through analysis, it actually came to a result, that is, Li Shigui's department may not be able to reach the mud bridge tonight, in this case, the baggage team cannot reach the mud bridge alone, but should retreat to safety. The whereabouts of the baggage team have long been in Zhang Shenghu's hands, and as soon as this change is reported, Mo Di immediately understands what is going on, and it is necessary to let Li Shigui's department go more smoothly, so that the baggage team can see the possibility of meeting tonight, and honestly send the baggage materials to Shi Chong's hands.

Luo Wei informed Ouyang Jin that after the first battalion passed through Li Shigui's troops, it would slowly hang in the back, not to attack, and wait until Zhou Mengxiong's ambush in Luohe started, Zhong Dingnai's second battalion and Zhong Liang's third battalion attacked from both flanks, and cooperated with the 528th regiment to defeat the puppet 11th brigade, so as to expand the results of the battle as much as possible. The enemy army of more than 4,000 people, harassed several times, and the losses caused to the enemy were not large, and it was impossible to completely annihilate the puppet 11th Brigade in one ambush. However, in the face of a powerful attack, Li Shigui's troops, who had run out of ammunition and food, would definitely not take a step forward, and a rout and retreat was inevitable. As long as Ouyang Jin's battalion exerts more strength on the way of the enemy's retreat, it is estimated that there will not be many of these water dogs left, and the remnants of the troops who returned to Anqing will be handed over to Liu Renkai in Huanzi Lake, and they can kill as much as they can.

Just as Luo Weibu was striding back, the battle on the northern front began, and it was noon.

As soon as Gong Qingyuan arrived in Sanhe, he immediately understood that Mo Di was too correct to let him come here, and He Shusheng, the commander of the 412th Regiment, did not reach Sanhe, he led the three battalions of the 412th Regiment to defend in Shucheng. The commander of the first and second battalions of the 412th Regiment of Sanhe was Li Picheng, deputy of the 412th Regiment, who did not take the field supplement regiment seriously at all, and even more disdainful of the dozen or so red-coated cannons carried by the field supplement regiment, believing that the field supplement regiment not only could not help him, but also hindered his normal operations. Although Yan Junlong, the head of the wild regiment, is not as qualified as He Shusheng, the head of the 412 regiment, but he is much older than this deputy Li regiment, although the wild regiment is not as good as the 412 regiment, but he doesn't want to be angry with this one.

Gong Qingyuan saw that the situation was not right, he was on fire, his opponent was a tourist, he only had two missing groups, and he was still making trouble in the mountains and engaging in sects, was this trying to find death or something. The deputy Li Pihua of the 412th Regiment, Li Rihua, the commander of the first battalion, and Men Guoan, the commander of the second battalion, and Yan Junlong, the commander of the field supplement regiment, and the regimental and battalion-level commanders were all in place.

Seven or eight people are crammed into the temporary war room, taking up a bit of space, but it is clear, a bunch of the 412 regiment, a gang of the field repair regiment, you ignore me, I ignore you, and my eyes look at the sky.

Gong Qingyuan did not let them sit, but asked them to stand in two rows, the people of the 412 regiment walked from left to right, and the people of the field supplement regiment walked from right to left, when the two teams intersected, the two sides shook hands and hugged each other and introduced each other. Then the two teams of people stood in a team and gathered around Gong Qingyuan.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this enemy attack should not be underestimated, the other side is a reorganized brigade, more than 4,000 people, but we are less than 2,000 people, with one enemy and two, our army is at a disadvantage in terms of numbers. Although the enemy attacked and defended, but we have no advantage, the puppet 10th Brigade is not the puppet 11th Brigade from Anqing, the puppet 10th Brigade is not a new unit, it is an old unit in Hefei for more than a year, I think those sitting here should have fought with the puppet 10th Brigade, and they will not be unfamiliar with the combat power of the puppet 10th Brigade. I have fought with Shen Xiru's troops in Feidong, I am not afraid of him one-on-one, I am confident that I can beat him one and a half, one to two, I can have a draw with him, I don't know if you have the same opinion as me. Gong Qingyuan said: "If you have the same opinion as me, I think we have a great chance of winning this battle of the Three Rivers." ”

Li Picheng calculated for a while, one to two, he and Shen Xiru's troops can also have a draw, in Shou County, he once fought with Shen Xiru's troops, they are all some oil, the battle is extremely slippery, more slippery than the 48th Army, known as the "Jiagang Yellow Eel", but the intensity and toughness of the battle are basically zero, and the fight is smooth, and the fight is not smooth, and the ass is gone. However, the guns were more accurate, although they were inferior to the Japanese, but they were not lost to the Red Army. The problem is that the ratio of oneself to one's opponent is not one to two, the field supplement regiment is a pile of waste, and the only people who can really fight are more than 700 people in their own two battalions, 700 to 4,000, that is not one to two, it is one to six. 1 to 6, I am not sure to win this battle! Thinking of this, Li Picheng glanced at Yan Junlong beside him, if he wants to win this time, this pile of waste must come in handy.

"With one enemy against two, it is already bad, if we don't unite sincerely, the defeat is already decided." Gong Qingyuan's tone became very serious: "In this operation, the combat goal of the northern front is not to defeat, but to block, not to let the puppet 10th Brigade go south, as long as you hold on to the victory on the southern and eastern fronts, you don't need their reinforcements, and the enemy troops on the northern front will automatically retreat." But we're going to stand in the way for a long time, and no one knows. Looking at the current formation you have laid out, can I understand that the 412 regiment blocked first, defeated the 412 regiment, and then went up to the top of the field repair regiment? ”

Li Picheng's body was shocked, his arrogance really laid out such a formation, this is not good, it is too cheap to make up the field regiment, maybe he has exhausted his two battalions, the southern line and the eastern front have been finished, the field supplement regiment does not need to make a move, the enemy army on the northern front will retreat, when the time comes, won't he fight to the death, it is Yan Junlong who gets the credit, no wonder Yan Lao Turtle swallowed his anger, did not approve or oppose his own approach, it turned out to be this idea. Yan Junlong had already laughed in his heart, he didn't have the idea of passively responding to the battle, he just disdained to be angry with Li Picheng, and now it seems that he really put Li Picheng's stupid guy in front of him!

Gong Qingyuan scolded, the two units were barely mixed together, and everyone unanimously said that they would work together to defend the three rivers and never let the puppet 10th Brigade cross the river to the south.

"There are many sections of this line that can cross the river, so the five battalions must all be placed on the riverside, each guarding a section, and the puppet army will attack from whichever section is the main battlefield." Gong Qingyuan said.

Li Picheng guarded the river for a period of time, had a better understanding of the situation, pointed to the map and said, "Zanza, according to what I see, the main direction of the enemy's attack should be here." ”

"Why? Explain why. Gong Qingyuan said.

"From yesterday until now, the enemy has been building pontoon bridges in this area." Li Picheng said. The puppet 10th Brigade set up a pontoon bridge in a very traditional way, and made a long strip along the north bank of the river to ensure that the length was longer than the width of the river. When there is enough length, as long as the lower end is fixed and the upper section is pushed towards the river, the river will naturally push the pontoon to the opposite bank. At this time, as long as the fire on the opposite bank is suppressed, people can rush over from the pontoon bridge. The puppet 10th Brigade has a curved artillery battalion, with twelve Type 97 81 mm caliber curved guns, although the firepower is not as good as mortars with a caliber of more than 90 mm, but the range of 2850 meters, and the shells weighing 3.33 kg cannot be underestimated.

"It is impossible to determine the position of the Japanese army crossing the river from the position of the curved artillery, because this long section of the river bank is basically within the range of the curved artillery." Li Picheng said.

"But one thing is for sure, the crossing site is downstream of the pontoon." Yan Junlong said.

Gong Qingyuan nodded, the pontoon bridge must rely on water power, and the river water cannot push the pontoon bridge upstream.

"I think that the three new and old piers in the Three Rivers are the focus, after all, the piers have pier steps to facilitate the army to charge. One of the piers is the most important of the points, because he is closest to the site of the puppet army pontoon bridge. Yan Junlong said: "So I divided the thirteen red-coated cannons into three and arranged them in three docks, and one more pier was specially placed. ”

"Commander Yan wants to use these old-fashioned red-coated cannons to deal with the puppet army?" I really couldn't help it, Li Picheng said disdainfully.

"Don't underestimate these red-coated cannons, they are the protagonists in this battle." Gong Qingyuan said: "The puppet army has curved artillery, when crossing the river, it will definitely bombard our defensive positions, and the curved artillery will blow up people, but it will not overturn the red-coated cannon, as long as the cannon is filled with * and iron sand first, and the rope that leads the fire is connected to the bunker, it can withstand the first wave of the Japanese army." As for the defensive brothers, the anti-artillery holes should be properly handled to minimize damage. ”

"Bench, leave the defense of the three docks to us." Yan Junlong said: "We have three battalions, one battalion guards the other, as long as it starts, we will withstand the first wave, and then hand it over to the 412th regiment." The combat strength of the 412th Regiment is stronger than ours, and with one blow, it can beat back the enemy who crossed the river, and then blow up the enemy's pontoon bridge with hand cannons. ”

Gong Qingyuan nodded and agreed to Yan Junlong's plan.

Jiang was still old and spicy, and as Yan Junlong expected, the attack of the puppet 10th Brigade kicked off at a pier shortly after the 1st Battalion of the Field Supplement Regiment hid itself deep in the bunker.

Just as the pontoon left the north bank, the muffled sound of the curved guns came, and the shells landed on the south bank, splashing puffs of mud and dust. After a while, the upper end of the pontoon bridge was pushed by the river, and the upper end was crossed on the river surface, erected between the river banks, and the lower end was fixed on a huge stone lion on a pier. Due to the length of the pontoon, the upper end was stuck in the river before it could reach the other side of the pier. Under the cover of curved guns and crooked machine guns, a company of soldiers rushed to the pontoon bridge with their bare hands and rushed to the opposite bank. When they reached the opposite bank, they pulled and pushed the stranded pontoon bridge, pushed it to the position of the pier steps directly opposite the pier, and fixed it. The pontoon bridge is propelled by the power of the water and takes on a small arc.

The fire of the curved guns became more and more dense, the shells of the machine guns rained down like drops, and the south bank of the river was full of shrapnel and gunsmoke. About a battalion of the founding army, shouting and firing their guns indiscriminately, rushed down the steps on the north bank of the river, rushed onto the pontoon, rushed to the south bank, and the first attack began.