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Chapter 520 Meat Grinder Xiao Jinzhen

The Qing army quickly advanced and occupied Taichang Town and Zhengping Town. It seemed that they would win without using swords and guns, but it also disrupted Xu Zhanbiao's deployment. In order to prevent Dong Zhiyuan's Hui people from fleeing towards Jinjibao, the Qing army on the left advanced in advance.

Launched an offensive and launched a fierce attack on Ma Zhenghe's returning army, Xiaojin Town became the forefront of the battle.

Every narrow pass, corpses piled up, and the meat grinder-like battlefield tested the nerves of Commander Guo Baochang.

The gunfire roared and the smoke had not yet cleared. The Qing army, holding high the Snow Mountain Lion Flag, charged towards the fortress with wooden ladders. The gunshots rang out like exploding beans, and thousands of Qing soldiers climbed up like ants.

It is not an exaggeration to say that they would rather die than surrender and return to the army. They would lift rocks and smash them down. The scene of bloody and bloody scenes would be like being in a terrifying hell. There are big and small forts. The big forts have hundreds or even thousands of people, and the small forts only have dozens of people.

But the resolute return army conquered the mountains and rivers! No matter how small the fortress was, they fought in the smoke of gunpowder. The more fierce the resistance, the more thorough the killing. A snow-capped lion flag was planted on the wall of the fortress, heralding the beginning of a massacre...

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The red-eyed Guo Baochang shouted: "Come on, the three fortresses in front must be taken down today. Xun Xi, didn't you say they would be razed to the ground? Why are there so many returning troops on top of the city? You are looking for death!" [

Xun Xi sighed with a sad face: "Guardian Guo, I have tried my best to fire every artillery to the designated target. The enemy also learned from experience in the battle. As soon as our cannons fired, the defenders left the city and hid.

I got up, what do you want me to do?"

Guo Baochang scolded: "Asshole! Didn't I tell you earlier that soldiers should learn how to coordinate infantry and artillery operations? Why don't I see the shadow of coordination? What have you been doing these two days? How many people will die if you are complacent."

"Yes, yes, yes! Our artillery will study countermeasures with the infantry at night so that the two armies can coordinate more closely." On the battlefield, Xun Xi did not dare to refute. The Qing soldiers were also afraid of artillery fire, so how could they dare to advance in the face of artillery fire?

It was only when the artillery fire stopped that they charged. The artillery fire was extended and coordinated operations required timing. The Qing army's tactical literacy was not up to that level.

At this time, Xun Xi thought of the benefits of the new Wutang student soldiers. It was too important to have someone directing the battle on the battlefield. Just relying on the commander to dictate from behind and having the mental strength to see the soldiers move out of position, he could only let it go.

"Guo Shoubei, I think you have to find a way to poach Li Guolou and recruit a group of instructors and students from the new martial arts hall to ensure that you get twice the result with half the effort. Just relying on the group of people I brought to Dagukou is not enough.

Especially in coordinated operations, the student soldiers have to follow the wind and make the rudder, and the instructors are even more precious." Xun Xi offered a strategy and betrayed Li Guolou.

Deputy General Guo Baoren was very dissatisfied and said angrily: "Brother, you can't do this. It will chill the hearts of the soldiers. How can outsiders climb over the Anhui army?"

Guo Baochang turned his head and cursed: "Asshole, call me an official title. What time is this? Do you know artillery? The cavalry must also learn to cooperate with the artillery. Efficiency first is the basis of victory. Get out of the way. Here

It’s not your place to speak.”

Guo Baochang took advantage of the situation and kicked Guo Baoren in the butt. He seemed to be blocking his words, but in fact he was cunning and wise. After analyzing Xun Xi's words, he already had the answer in his mind. The middle-level officers in the army are still educated, and those who understand tactics are better than the dead.

The big boss who crawls out of the army has a better future. Military merit is the way to promotion, but

The comprehensive quality of a person is also an important criterion. Like Li Guolou, cultivating student soldiers from the New Wutang as the backbone from the beginning is also a good move. And people's hearts are easier to control. For Li Guolou's

Guo Baochang praised the sinister intentions, and he had already used the supervisor's move.

"Yes! Guo Shou Bei." Guo Baoren obeyed and took a step back. There is no need for cavalry to climb the city. If you don't understand, don't talk too much.

Seeing the small number of soldiers resisting on the top of the city, Guo Baochang waved his hand and said: "Chief Peng, this fortress is handed over to you."

"Yes! I will definitely capture this fortress." Chieftain Peng Dingyue waved his hand and asked his second son Peng Siyuan to lead 200 soldiers to charge. This was a strategy he came up with. Let the five capable sons take turns to go to the battlefield. Who will

Whoever is the bravest and survives will be given the position of chieftain. If he stands behind and watches, he can tell which son is the strongest. The son who hides behind the warriors will not have much future and will not gain the support of the warriors.

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Peng Siyuan didn't even look at the faces of his brothers and shouted: "You guys, go hunting with me."

Peng Siyuan had read a book and figured out the rules of using howitzers in a short period of time. He organized more than 200 soldiers into formation, took a howitzer, and rushed to the fortress.

"Stop advancing and set up the howitzer here." Peng Siyuan estimated the distance, adjusted the angle of the muzzle a hundred meters away from the fortress, and shouted: "Come on, boys."

The soldiers carried wooden ladders and rushed towards the fortress. Peng Siyuan fired the cannon himself. The first cannon fell on the top of the city. He ordered: "Fire ten cannons for me." After saying this, Peng Siyuan led his soldiers to guard and rushed forward.

Climbing to the top of the city. This was the moment when his father Peng Dingyue tested him. He did not dare to climb the city.

The leader is the unpromising son. He must be braver and smarter than the other brothers. He must be an all-rounder who knows how to fight with artillery. There is only one person who can sit on the chieftain's throne. If you want to sit on the chieftain's seat, you must show your father.

I noticed his unique and superior abilities.

Peng Siyuan braved the rain of gunfire and climbed to the top of the city. He stuck a penn on the top of the city. The soldiers gathered around him, fighting for the honor of the soldiers. A nation chooses its own leader. Peng Siyuan looked at the bloody fortress.

Killing, laughing up to the sky, he won the victory, and the new national hero of the Tu people was named Peng Siyuan.

The local soldiers and soldiers fought for the unification of the Qing Dynasty regardless of remuneration and made an indelible contribution. They also allowed the Qing Dynasty to change the national policy of returning the natives to the army and implement it in different areas. Some areas still maintain the chieftain policy and sit back and watch the tigers fight.

The ethnic minorities were completely reduced to the jurisdiction of local governments, and they continued to pay taxes and taxes.

Guo Baochang raised the telescope high and praised: "Well, not bad, not bad. Peng Siyuan can also use a howitzer and put up the flag well. Chief Peng, you have a good son..."

The flag with the word "Peng" was the first to be planted on the city wall, which made chieftain Peng Dingyue quite proud. He did not look at the faces of the four jealous sons beside him. Competing for favor also depends on strength, and his subordinates are also choosing sides. Only by complying with people's hearts can the family prosper.

, Peng Dingyue had the answer in his heart,

Next, he handed over the command of the local soldiers to Peng Siyuan. He thought clearly. Now that the handover of power can be smoothly transitioned, when he hands over the power on the day of his death, the five powerful sons will definitely start fighting and kill each other, or one family will be alone.

Big is good, but egalitarianism kills.[

"Guo Shoubei, let me go up to the fortress next to it." Mo Baoguo, the chieftain of the army, was ready to make a move and fell in love with another fortress. The sacrifice of climbing to the top of the city was huge, but there was also a lot to gain. Next, the property of Dongzhi County,

He has the power to share.

Guo Baochang glanced at him and said, "Chief Mo, please don't climb the top of the city. This is an order."

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Mo Baoguo took the order and left, and the soldiers rushed towards the city. Their black and thin bodies were short and full of fighting spirit. A nation that likes to eat snakes and worship the moon held high the simple sword, a weapon made by the soldiers themselves, and used it to

The cruelest way for humans to kill.

Soldiers who are like ants, the value of their existence is the sword in the master's hand, fighting for glory on the battlefield. The soldiers are short in stature and can climb wooden ladders very quickly. In their eyes, the soldiers who return to the army are just cowards hiding in caves.

In this world, only soldiers can be called warriors.

The battle at the top of the city is a hand-to-hand battle. The speed of shooting restricts the efficiency of killing. The returning troops and soldiers use broadswords to resolve the battle. Kill, kill, kill! Both the enemy and us, with no way out, will fight to the death.

Soldiers are good at fighting formations. As long as they climb to the top of the city, they can form a battle formation. Fighting by one person is bravery, fighting by two people is cooperation, and fighting by three people is skill.

Deep into the bone marrow. In a small area, the power of Yuanyang Three Talents Formation is fully displayed.

One soldier's shield blocked Hui Jun's sword, another soldier followed the situation with a hook and sickle, hooking Hui Jun's ankle, the third soldier chopped off Hui Jun's head with a knife, and the fourth soldier behind him became a natural habit.

They tied a head to their waist, and the soldiers beside them blocked the returning army's sword. They only had to deal with one returning army, one at a time, and every person who fell was a returning soldier.

The battle continues. The brave returning soldiers just can't kill Bing. In hand-to-hand combat, the tall returning soldiers can't beat Bing. With their flexible bodies and smart tactics, Bing is the warrior who is best at killing people in a small area.

The soldiers who swarmed up firmly occupied the top of the city and opened up a path for the Qing soldiers to attack. Several Qing soldiers climbed up to the top of the city and fired at the returning troops inside the fort from a high position.

The Qing army occupied the city head, and the returning army had an advantage. The Qing army's Mauser guns showed their power, and they fired volleys of guns. Powerful grenades were thrown into the returning army.

Roaring sounds, shouts of killing, and loud noises shook the sky. In a moment, the land returned to tranquility, and only the dilapidated fortress remained in sight. The smoke had not yet dissipated, and the exhausted Qing soldiers fell on the top of the city to rest.

For a moment, the victory was not worth celebrating. For the Qing army, this scene was too ordinary, just like eating and sleeping, and it did not arouse people's desire.

The Qing army's fantasy of a big city aroused their inner desires. Only Ma Zhenghe, who was hiding in Dongzhi County, could inspire these Qing soldiers who had experienced hundreds of battles.

Guo Baochang put his hands on his hips and laughed and said: "Grandma, if you dare to block my way, you will be destroyed. Listen to me, I don't want prisoners. Tomorrow I want to cross the river, engineer camp, and I want to see three pontoon bridges and artillery camp.

, I ordered the artillery to destroy the Hui Army fortifications on the other side of the river. The cavalry battalion wiped out all the Hui Army rangers."

Guo Baochang issued the latest military order, and the soldiers must keep moving forward, pursue new honors, and plant the battle flag in Dongzhi County. The annoying things passed in an instant, and new problems were presented to his men. Guo Baochang was in high spirits and wished he could write poems to express them.

Feelings, but unfortunately lack this talent.

Guo Baochang was a talented general who was good at making changes on the spot. He knew how to arrange his troops at a glance at the battlefield. Three strong fortresses were destroyed in sections in one day. The defensive delaying tactics implemented by the returning army were defeated by the powerful artillery fire of the Qing army.

, destroyed one by one, and the river blocking Guo Baochang seemed to not exist in his eyes.

Xu Zhanbiao's army on the left cleared Dong Zhiyuan's returning army, and then they could join up with the Huai army Zhang Yao on the middle, and then they could advance to Jinji Fort together. This was Zuo Zongtang's strategic plan. Every step of the way pushed the returning army to a dead end, and he couldn't help but feel

I admire Zuo Shuai for his superior strategy.

Guo Baochang was very anxious. He really wanted to be promoted to a higher rank. The title of Commander-in-Chief depended on the head of Commander-in-Chief Ma Zhenghe. This time, Deputy Commander-in-Chief Xu Zhanbiao gave him the opportunity to make meritorious deeds. If he failed to seize it, he could only blame himself for not living up to expectations.

.I feel grateful to Xu Zhanbiao in my heart, but complain in my mouth

Said: "Grandma, Deputy Marshal Xu left the dirty work to me, and let Huang Ding and the pretty boy do social activities. Robbers and murderers live a more comfortable life than us, with plenty of food and fish every day. We have a lot of food at night

What's delicious? Are there any cows in the Huijun fortress?"

"No, but we still have a lot of sheep, three hundred and fifty in total, which is enough to feed the soldiers." The quartermaster told the truth.

"Forget it, I'll just eat canned food." War can't be eaten as food. After winning, Guo Baochang's appetite increased greatly, and he was ready to reward the three armies and have a full meal.

After the smoke, Xiaojin Town was blocked by the Jing River. The Qing army and the Hui army faced each other across the bank. Scattered artillery flew across the river and bombarded the Hui army's positions.

boom!

But no one took a look. It just told the soldiers that they were on the battlefield and the battle would continue. At dusk, Dong Zhiyuan reflected the colorful clouds in the blood. The sunset glow was like a red fallen leaf falling to the ground covered with yellow dust, under the setting sun.

The hills turned dark purple, like rocks in the sea of ​​clouds.[

What is that? What is the afterglow nostalgic for? The sun shines its last afterglow on the graves. The Qing soldiers who fired their guns into the sky had tears in their eyes. The blood debt must be paid with blood. In this piece of loess of the motherland

On the plateau, there are new killings every day, and new graves are built one after another.

The soldiers sitting on the ground looked at the smoking cauldron in which potato and mutton soup was boiling. They were still alive and could still eat a mouthful of food and a mouthful of mutton. The meaning of living was for the great cause of the reunification of the motherland. Tomorrow they would also

Keep fighting.


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