Zhao Dashan looked around and said: "Our enemies here are all dead. It seems that the position here is saved!" He turned around and looked behind him, only to see that fierce fighting was still going on on the main position.
The number of Japanese troops seemed to be twice that of the Chinese Revolutionary Army. "No! Deputy Commander and others are surrounded by enemies!" Zhao Dashan exclaimed. "It seems that the commander's flag has also been taken away!" Mr. Wang
San San shouted nervously.
Zhao Dashan looked back at the corpses of his subordinates on the battlefield, then lowered his head and looked at the "Silver Star Medal" pinned to his left chest. There was a lot of blood on the medal, and he didn't know where it was from.
Whether it was his own or someone else's. He stretched out his right hand and wiped away the blood on the medal. The silver-white background of the medal was completely revealed, shining dazzlingly under the sun.
"Zhao Dashan, you led a heroic team and wiped out three times the number of bandits with one battalion. You killed 400 enemy bandits and captured thousands. With the approval of the headquarters, you are specially awarded the Silver Star Badge. In the future, you
Our unit designation will last forever. You are all a heroic unit, and your unit will be famous throughout the ages." Zhao Dashan felt that the scene when he received this badge was vivid in his mind, and a sense of pride burned in his heart.
Zhang Huahan's handsome flag with the word "Zhang" written on it was indeed taken away by a Japanese army, and he, Xiaoyue and Zhao Feng were completely surrounded by a large number of Japanese troops. Zhang Huahan could only lead the two men to fight.
Withdrawal, now he could only lead two people, relying on two half-collapsed earthen bunkers more than ten feet apart and a trench to resist the large number of Japanese troops advancing step by step.
A large number of Japanese soldiers rushed up. Finally, Zhang Huahan, Xiaoyue and Zhao Feng took shelter in the last bunker to stop the enemy. With a "click", a cannonball the size of a melon hit the bunker where Zhang Huahan was, knocking them out.
The thick wooden planks were easily penetrated, and a whistling sound came from the other side of the bunker.
One side went through, leaving two holes that slanted through the bunker. Zhang Huahan hurried to the entrance of the hole. He didn't have time to clean up the wood stubble on the hole, so he stretched out the quick gun in his hand, aimed for a moment, and said, "Bang!"
A single shot was fired, and a Japanese officer directing the battle immediately fell to the ground and died.
Zhao Feng looked out for a moment at another cave entrance, then turned to Zhang Huahan and said: "Now almost 60% of our army's position has been occupied by the enemy, and the troops have been divided and are fighting on their own." He paused.
After a pause, he suddenly began to blame Zhang Huahan again: "I wonder why the commander suddenly acted out of loyalty? Regardless of his identity as commander-in-chief, he stayed in the most dangerous position to fight the enemy? Now you are stuck here, outside.
The army in front is leaderless, and the flag has been taken away. How can our army continue to fight?" Hearing his reproach, Xiaoyue glanced at him coldly, but said nothing. Zhang Huahan said nothing, he
Now I feel a little regretful about my recklessness just now. If it weren't for his decision to stay, then the entire Chinese Revolutionary Army would not be so passive now. At least there would be someone to command it.
But he did not expect that the command between Mo Xiao and Pan Hongtu would cause confusion among the Marine Corps and the soldiers of the First Division. Moreover, this battle with the Japanese was somewhat different from the previous battle with the Manchu and Qing troops.
The Manchus were powerful but did not know how to use muskets. Although the Qing army and Han soldiers had firearms, they were intimidated by a fight. Although the Japanese soldiers are not as powerful as the Manchus, their firearms are too powerful with the support of the Netherlands and the United Kingdom.
Zhang Huahan also had a headache.
At this time, Xiaoyue suddenly shouted: "Look, a small force broke through the enemy's position and came to us, and they have taken back the lost flag!" Zhang Huahan and Zhao Feng heard this
, hurriedly shot the enemy at the shooting hole and looked out.
Less than a hundred feet southeast of their bunker, a small unit of the Chinese Revolutionary Army was rushing towards them. At the front of them was a flag-bearer, and in his hand was the missing Zhang Huahan.
handsome flag.
The troops quickly rushed forward for more than fifty feet, but were still stopped by the Japanese troops who were besieging Zhang Huahan. They had to stop temporarily and continued fighting with the Japanese troops. Gunshots and shouts of killing were heard again.
Amidst the melee, Zhang Huahan in the bunker could only see his handsome flag falling down
Go, and then it was put up again. The flag bearers changed one after another, but they were never taken away by the Japanese army. "Quick! Pay attention! Immediately use all your firepower to attack the enemy troops there. Give our people
Fight to clear a way!" Zhang Huahan pointed in the direction of the army and said loudly.
Since there were more than a dozen boxes of pistol bullets prepared by Zhang Huahan, Xiaoyue and Zhao Feng in the bunker, the three of them fired violently and quickly reloaded six pistols in the bunker. The shooting level of the three of them was very high, and soon
The Japanese army felled dozens of Japanese soldiers. The Chinese Revolutionary Army finally broke through the interception of the Japanese army and successfully arrived at the bunker where Zhang Huahan and the others were located.
"Report! The handsome flag has been recaptured by our army!" Wang Laosan, who was covered in blood, resisted the handsome flag, saluted Zhang Huahan with a military salute, and shouted loudly. "Well done!" Zhang Huahan stepped forward,
Taking over the handsome flag that was riddled with bullets and stained with blood, he asked: "Are you a battalion?"
Wang Laosan's eyes were a little red, and he choked up and said: "Here Ge Yunfeng and I are the only ones from the first battalion, and the rest are brothers from the second and third battalions. We came here to seize the opportunity under the leadership of battalion commander Zhao Dashan.
Flag's." At this point, Wang Laosan finally couldn't bear it any longer, and a few tears flowed down his face stained with blood and soil.
"Battalion Commander Wang, where is your deputy battalion commander? And where is the battalion commander of the third battalion, Zhao Dashan?" Zhang Huahan felt his heart heavy. Wang Laosan wiped his face and said: "Our deputy battalion commander has been killed for some time, Zhao Dashan.
He was also killed in the melee just now." He pointed at the blood on the handsome flag and said, "The blood on that flag
Most of them belong to Zhao Dashan. This is his Silver Leopard Medal. I took it from him." He took out Zhao Dashan's "Silver Star Medal" from his pocket and showed it to Zhang Huahan. Zhang Huahan looked at it silently.
He glanced at the "Silver Star Medal" held in the king's hand, then tore off the handsome flag and looked at the blood still wet on it.
"The enemy is coming up again! Brothers, kill! Avenge Brother Zhao!" shouted a soldier standing at the door of the bunker. Everyone in the bunker rushed out and fought together with the Japanese troops approaching the bunker.
Regiment, only two people, Zhang Huahan and Xiaoyue, were left in the bunker. Zhang Hua
Han touched the handsome flag with his hand and felt warm, as if the blood on the flag was still emitting heat. The shouts of killing were still so loud, and the sound of gunfire was still so deafening, but Zhang Huahan seemed to have turned a deaf ear. Now he
My mind has been completely focused on that flag.
Zhang Huahan stood up, raised the flag, and walked out of the bunker despite the hail of bullets outside. Xiaoyue followed him closely to protect his safety. Zhang Huahan looked at the Chinese Revolutionary Army who were still fighting around him.
The soldier looked up again and looked at the approaching ground.
The flat sunset then turned around and rushed up to the half-collapsed top of the bunker. After a moment's pause, Zhang Huahan waved the flag in his hand vigorously and inserted it fiercely.
The top of the bunker can be seen by people from a distance.
Zhang Huahan returned to the bunker and took out a bugle from the bunker. He stood next to the bunker, listening to the tragic shouts of killing and the sound of gunfire. He raised the bugle in his hand, took a deep breath, and then
Then the assembly bugle was blown. The loud military bugle sound immediately resounded throughout the world.
Accompanied by the waving flag on the bunker, it flew in the air, flying in all directions, flying to the smoke-filled battlefield, flying to the Yangtze River, and flying to the entire battlefield. The troops of the First Division of the Chinese Revolutionary Army who had lost their command in the distance and
The Marines heard the military
The trumpet sounded. They raised their heads and looked in the direction from which the sound of the trumpet came. They saw the flag on the bunker that was constantly shaking with the wind. Under the command of their respective officers, they immediately regrouped and fought to clear the way.
The flag rushed over. Zhang Huahan blew it three times in a row.
The bugle immediately stopped. He took a few steps back and looked up at the red flag stained with the blood of heroes. The setting sun was like blood, the sunset glowed with golden light, and in the breeze, the red flag was so beautiful.
Eye-catching, so breathtaking, so exciting.
Zhang Huahan shot desperately with a pistol, which made his hands numb. He shouted in his heart: "Fly, that red flag stained with blood!" The fierce battle continued, with the rumble of artillery fire, the sound of gunshots, and the shouts of killing.
There were sounds and screams, fire and smoke were everywhere, the ground was dyed black and red with blood, the last ray of sunset on the horizon finally disappeared, and the sky became completely dark.
The sound of artillery on the Yangtze River still resounds throughout the world, and the battle between Shi Lang's war fleet and the Dutch war fleet is still going on. Now the two sides have completely lost their neat formations. They are just a group of several ships fighting together. You are among them.
There is me, there is you in me, what makes Shi Lang happy is that he finally put almost all
All the attention of the Dutch warships was focused on the Chinese Revolutionary Army Navy led by them. At least the army in the fierce battle did not have to be threatened by the artillery of the Dutch warships. Of course, the sea battle at this time was not just for victory.
, and also for their own dignity.
For the Dutch battle fleet, the issue of dignity is particularly important. Whether they are ordinary sailors or the supreme commander of the fleet, they are unwilling to withdraw from the battlefield first. Although it is completely dark now, as long as the fleet of the Chinese Revolutionary Army does not retreat,
They will never retreat!
After a day of fighting, the losses of the Chinese Revolutionary Army Navy fleet led by Shi Lang further increased. The number of warships has dropped sharply from 400 before the war started in the morning to less than 200 currently. The Chinese Revolutionary Army has worked hard for many years.
The navy suffered heavy losses. All small and medium-sized ships without iron armor and water-proof layers were gone. Of course, there were several wooden Chinese Revolutionary Army naval ships that captured Dutch warships and were not sunk, but they were also
They were all hurt and exhausted.
Although Shi Lang and others also caused great damage to the Dutch fleet, their losses were still greater, so that even their opponents had to admire their fighting will.
The supreme commander of the Dutch fleet, Dutch Admiral Marton Tropp, was standing on the front deck of his flagship "Sea Duke", looking upstream through the dark, smoke-filled river, trying to find
He saw the shadow of the enemy fleet, but he couldn't see anything. Except for the muzzle flash from time to time, the entire river was so dark that it was impossible to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.
His adjutant stood beside him, looking at the idol in his heart. He was silent for a while, and finally said: "Mr. General, should we retreat temporarily? Now that the enemy has disappeared into the night, if they take advantage of
If they launch another fire attack on our fleet at night, then our fleet may suffer greater losses." Marton Tropp walked to the port side of the ship and looked towards the land on the south bank downstream.
There, the battle between the ground troops of the Chinese Revolutionary Army and the Japanese army continued, but both sides had begun to shrink their forces and faced each other on the left and right wings of the original Chinese Revolutionary Army army position. It seemed that both sides had tried their best.
The balance of war has temporarily stabilized.
"If we could add another weight to the balance of war," Marton Tropp said to himself in some distress. Marton Tropp's adjutant certainly knew what the general was thinking, and he walked up to
After a few steps, he came behind Marton Tropp and said softly
: "Mr. General, it is impossible for a miracle to happen now. The Japanese army no longer has the ability to advance upstream. They have suffered heavy casualties. I estimate that most of their soldiers have been killed and injured. Their plan may not be possible."
Implemented.”
Marton Tropp turned around, looked at the adjutant, and said: "My son, you are right. It seems that our plan has really failed. Although our navy has not insulted her reputation, the Chinese Revolution
The soldiers of the army are stronger, they are the real warriors!" He stretched out his right hand towards the military position of the Chinese Revolutionary Army on the land in the distance.
He pointed and said: "Look, that army is really a brave army. They were attacked by both sea and land, and they were at a disadvantage when there were enemies twice as many as themselves on land. They still held on.
If we in the Netherlands also have such a brave and courageous army in our own position, then I am afraid that the whole of Europe will surrender to us in the Netherlands!"
Marton Tropp's adjutant reminded: "But, Mr. General, please don't forget that we in the Netherlands do not have that many soldiers, and our soldiers may not be as hard-working as the porcelain Chinese soldiers and silently endure huge casualties.
." Marton Tropp sighed: "I hope our Dutch Army will never fight with such an army." He lowered his head and fell into thought.
Adjutant Marton Tropp felt a little anxious. He looked upstream and found that a few miles upstream, there were a few fires faintly appearing. He was a little worried because it seemed to be a fire attack ship of the Chinese Revolutionary Army Navy.
Making preparations for ignition. He had to interrupt Marton?
Tropp was deep in thought and said: "Mr. Admiral, you must give the order as soon as possible, because I saw another fire attack ship that may be the Chinese Revolutionary Army. They may be preparing to attack us down the river. I believe you also
Don’t you want the fire last night to happen again?”
Marton Tropp was shocked. He still remembered yesterday's night attack by the Chinese Revolutionary Army fleet. In that night attack, the Dutch fleet lost a total of fifty ships, one-third of which
They were battleships. They were all destroyed by the fire attack ships of the Chinese Revolutionary Army. The images of those sailors of the Chinese Revolutionary Army fighting bravely in the light of fire remained in his mind.
Marton Tropp looked back at the Japanese position and said: "Order, hang up the signal light, and order the battle fleet to immediately assemble the transport fleet downstream to prepare for a truce, leaving behind Michel Adelinson.
? Knight commanded the squadron and continued to monitor the fleet of the Chinese Revolutionary Army upstream to prevent them from launching fire attacks on our fleet again. "
A string of colored signal lights was hung on the main mast of the "Sea Duke". Most of the warships in the Dutch fleet immediately turned their bows and sailed downstream, leaving only about fifty warships still upstream to fight with the Chinese Revolutionary Army.
fleet operations.
Naturally, the fleet of the Chinese Revolutionary Army would not just watch the Dutch fleet leave. They followed the Dutch warships one after another and pursued the retreating Dutch warships. However, because the Dutch fleet rearranged into a neat column, and their upstream squadron
Effectively intercepted the fleet of the Chinese Revolutionary Army Navy, so the pursuit of the Chinese Revolutionary Army Navy fleet
The attack did not work, and they had to continue fighting with the Dutch squadron upstream. Only a dozen ships broke through the interception of the Dutch squadron. They approached the left-wing position of the Chinese Revolutionary Army occupied by the Japanese in the dark, and headed towards the Japanese soldiers on the position.
The place where they were stationed was blindly showered with artillery fire, but they were soon forced back upriver by the Dutch battle fleet.
Looking at the two Chinese warships burning and exploding on the dark river, Marton Tropp shook his head and said to the adjutant beside him: "I really can't understand their actions. Why do they know they can't defeat our warships?
But they are still coming?" His deputy
The officer said: "I'm afraid we have been fooled by the Japanese. The Chinese are not as easy to deal with as the Japanese say. They are also very powerful. At least their fighting skills are very powerful." He subconsciously touched his calf.
, the swelling on it has not completely subsided. Marton
Tropp asked with concern: "How is it? My child, does your leg still hurt?" Marton Tropp's adjutant smiled and said: "It's nothing, just a little swollen, that porcelain Chinese
The fighting skills of the naval captain of the Chinese Revolutionary Army are indeed very strong. If I hadn’t
If he ever escapes back, I'd really like to learn something from him, but I don't know if he's willing to teach me." "Oh! My God! Look, everyone, what's over there in front of you?" A Dutch sailor standing on the deck.
They pointed with their fingers to a place not far upstream on the south bank, and shouted in disbelief.
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