Just saying that the Shanghai army encountered a lot of trouble in Kunshan, Jiang Zunliang never expected that Luo Longyun was not only bold, but also decisive. He actually sent a cavalry of more than 120 of his men to counterattack his camp.

Originally after dark, Jiang Zunliang had no intention of fighting at night, if the other party didn't run away.

On such a night, no general would dare to fight a night battle. Because the direction is unclear, it is easy to cause self-inflicted killings and accidental injuries, and even worse, the troops will collapse.

In order to prevent Luo Longyun from escaping at night, he released all the sentinels very close to the Republican Army's secret service headquarters. Whenever the other party made any movement, the sentinels would send out a signal.

But Jiang Zunliang never expected that the signal from the sentries was indeed sent, but instead of running away, the enemy used all the cavalry to launch a lone countercharge.

The cavalry company of the special agent regiment almost followed the Shanghai army sentries and charged towards them. The Shanghai army, which was originally preparing to pursue the Republican army, was suddenly disrupted by the swarm of enemy cavalry.

In the chaos, the two sides could no longer tell whether they were friends or enemies. In the darkness, the knights waved their sabers and hacked at random.

In the darkness, no one dares, and no one has the time to distinguish between friend and foe. Experienced veterans understand that only by killing everyone around them can they be safe.

In the distance, Luo Longyun, who had led his troops to withdraw from the battlefield, saw his only cavalry rushing into the enemy's formation, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

He knew that his cavalry would never come back.

"Quickly retreat!"

More than 1,400 members of the Republican Army's secret service group, together with 200 wounded soldiers, broke out of camp with tears in their eyes and quickly set out on their way home.

Behind them, the shouts of death and screams from the fierce battle continued.

Jiang Zunliang was shocked and angry. At this time, he didn't know how to gather his troops.

The knights of the cavalry company of the Special Service Regiment have made all preparations for sacrifice. In order for the large army to return to Gusu City smoothly, they must drag the Shanghai Army's partial division here as much as possible.

Such a night, such a melee, for the warriors who were preparing to die, it was quite tragic that a strong man would never return. They silently slashed wildly with their swords until they fell off their horses and fell to the ground.

Some warriors have penetrated the enemy camp and clearly rushed out of the chaotic battlefield, but they galloped back without any hesitation and re-entered the battlefield.

Anyway, there are many more enemies than you. If you swing your sword and chop at random, the chance of hitting the enemy is much greater than the chance of hitting one of your own.

After a lot of hard work, Jiang Zunliang regrouped his troops after two hours. The guards lit dozens of torches and even their flags, turning the battlefield into a huge battlefield. At the torch field, his soldiers slowly gathered under the light of the fire.

Jiang Zunliang's eyes were filled with green fire. He was so angry that he had underestimated this former junior.

Seeing more than 300 cavalry and 700 infantry gathered around him, he was speechless.

In the fierce fighting all day long, I lost less than 200 cavalry and nearly 1,000 infantry. In these two hours of melee, I lost more than 100 cavalry and more than 200 infantry. This is all The elite of the Shanghai army.

And the damn special agent regiment cavalry actually had fifty or sixty cavalry standing in front of him. At this time, the Shanghai Army Headquarters lit more and more torches, covering the entire battlefield brightly. It is clear at a glance whether the enemy is friend or foe.

The cavalry company commander of the Republican Army's special agent regiment was only in his early twenties. He was covered in blood because he raised his sword high and stared at Jiang Zunliang opposite.

Jiang Zunliang was also looking at him. He wanted to remember this young hero who was feeding a tiger with his body.

"Warriors of the Secret Service, move forward!" the company commander on the opposite side shouted.

More than sixty cavalry formed a forward formation, with the cavalry company commander as the tip of the arrow, and struck hard at the Shanghai army.

"Kill them all!"

Jiang Zunliang roared through gritted teeth. He drew out his saber, clamped his legs on the horse's belly, and rushed out first to meet the young company commander.

The two cavalry armies clashed fiercely against each other, hundreds versus dozens.

In Japanese-style military training exercises, including foot combat with bayonets, horseback sword skills, etc., Jiang Zunliang's results were excellent.

I saw him speeding up his horse and fighting with the company commander, one block at a time, the two horses staggered for several times. The opponent had been fighting for several hours, and now he seemed exhausted.

Jiang Zunliang grinned and sneered, twisting his body like a windmill on his horse, and swung the sword in his hand like lightning. The head of the cavalry company commander immediately flew into the air, and a cloud of hot blood spurted out. The headless body was carried by the horse and ran away again. After dozens of meters, he suddenly collapsed.

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In the dark night, another hour passed, and the Shanghai army was no longer on the opposite side.

All that was left of the opponent was the horse that had lost its owner, patrolling the bloody battlefield.

Jiang Zunliang's expression was extremely ugly. He glanced at the direction in which Luo Longyun and the others disappeared, and thought to himself that more than three hours had passed, and they were probably close to Gusu City.

"Everyone gather together and chase after me!" Jiang Zunliang ordered fiercely.

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In the early morning of the next day, in the hazy morning light ahead, the devastated shadow of Gusu City finally appeared.

When a ray of sunlight shone down from the east, Jiang Zunliang's troops were already approaching the outskirts of Gusu City, when they saw a Republican Army unit suddenly charging in from the outside.

This army of about five to six hundred people had tired faces and blood all over their bodies. It was obvious that they were the remnants of a group that had fought their way out of a tight siege.

Seeing the enemy approaching, they immediately dispersed to meet the enemy, with a look of absolute despair written on every soldier's face.

An officer stood upright in the camp, his head tied with gauze, with only one eye exposed. He looked as if he had just been fished out of a sea of ​​blood, looking at Jiang Zunliang coldly.

Jiang Zunliang felt chills all over his body. He also knew the bloody man across from him, who was burned to ashes. They both came from a training base. His name was Butcher.

Yes, those standing opposite Jiang Zunliang were none other than the Butcher and his remnants.

He led a group out of the city to stop the bandits, and encountered Du Fei's men. After a bloody battle, he finally defeated them, but was trapped again.

Only then did he realize that the enemy was sending more troops from all directions, and any fool could figure out their intentions.

He prepared to break through the siege and return to Gusu City, but it was difficult to break through.

There were tens of thousands of enemies, and they surrounded the three and three floors of Gusu City. The butcher's group was forced to fight further and further away from the city.

After two days and nights, a total of 48 hours of fighting, the Butcher Group finally approached the outskirts of Gusu City, but there were less than 600 troops left, and nearly a thousand people fell on the road from Yixing to Suzhou.

There were many seriously wounded soldiers. They did not want to drag down the troops, so they carried grenades and died together with the pursuing gangsters.

After finally reaching the city, he saw Jiang Zunliang, the former comrade-in-arms and now the enemy, the deputy commander-in-chief of the Shanghai Army. The butcher felt an unknown fire in his heart.

Seeing his former comrade Butcher, Jiang Zun also had mixed feelings in his conscience.
Chapter completed!