Commander-in-Chief Chiang and his entourage successfully passed the pontoon bridge and arrived at the east bank. When Bai Chongxi, who was accompanying him, stepped onto the bridge on horseback, he had already seen the two entrances of the traffic trenches on the east bank that went deep into the river embankment and went up diagonally. He boarded the east bank and took a look at the entire position.
Nodding frequently, he was very satisfied that the defense fortifications of the model camp were so complete and clever. He met An Yi's gaze and nodded slightly, with a rare smile of approval on his face.
Before leaving, Commander-in-Chief Chiang, who was deeply satisfied with the speed and quality of the pontoon bridge construction, kindly asked: "An Yi, can your bridge be used for trucks?"
An Yi raised his head and looked up at the commander-in-chief on the horse: "I can't guarantee it, but the foundation piles and construction standards of the pontoon bridge were built according to the passing standard of two and a half tons. Just now the six draft horses of the artillery regiment pulled a gun weighing a thousand
More than 400 kilograms of artillery can pass through without any problem. If several pulling iron chains can be added, each connection can be reinforced again, and a layer of logs can be laid to reinforce the bridge deck, an unloaded two-and-a-half-ton truck should be able to pass through.
No problem... It's a pity that the munitions department has no chains for us to use."
"Okay, very good! After this battle is over, I will ask your model camp to train the backbones of engineers and soldiers for each division. You must promote the experience and technology you have constantly summarized in practice to the entire army. If every regiment of our revolutionary army
, all have a well-trained engineering team, and their marching speed and combat effectiveness can be quickly improved."
Commander-in-Chief Jiang nodded, glanced at Nanchang City in the northeast, where gunfire was roaring and filled with smoke. He raised his hand and saluted the more than 200 officers and soldiers of the Model Battalion on the position, clamped his legs firmly and rode away. The Commander-in-Chief and
Vice President Bai's 800 guards immediately whipped up their horses and guarded the Commander-in-Chief and a group of headquarters bosses in a thick horse formation. The aroused puffs of dust and smoke evaporated under the dry cold wind, covering the sky and the sun.
Thick smoke billowed up and down the city of Nanchang, and gunshots rang out. The three main regiments of the Second Division of the Revolutionary Army gathered more than 20 heavy machine guns and more than 40 light machine guns to launch a firepower attack on the city head more than 200 meters wide above Desheng Gate.
Effective suppression, Liu Zhi, who succeeded in one blow, immediately ordered six hundred-man commandos to launch a fierce charge again. The outstanding officers and soldiers who had no hesitation held the shell guns in their hands and their bodies were full of grenades. They carried more than 30 aircraft under the cover of fierce firepower.
The long ladder rushes to the city wall.
Just as dozens of long ladders were successfully raised to the high city wall, pieces of grenades mixed with explosive packets wrapped with nuts and scrap iron angles suddenly flew down the city like locusts, and a series of violent explosions destroyed Desheng.
The area hundreds of meters on both sides of the door was blown apart beyond recognition. Hard and sharp steel fragments shot out all over the sky, like deformed bullets hitting the solid city wall. Sparks flashed, and nuts and pieces of broken iron whistled.
It shot out in all directions, either soaring into the sky, or easily piercing through the fragile bodies and heads. In the sudden light of the fire, fragments of the remains of bamboo ladders and torn limbs flew out, and the spurting blood was in the impact of gunpowder smoke.
Below, like a flashing purple light band, the pungent blood rushes towards the face in the violently twisted smoke.
Six hundred warriors suffered heavy casualties after the smoke cleared. Under the city wall, there were corpses of revolutionary officers and soldiers everywhere. Only a half-remaining bamboo ladder stood alone on the blazing city wall riddled with holes. On the stairs, a man who had lost his legs
The revolutionary soldier was still clinging to him, and the flames more than two feet high were burning his remains together with the bamboo ladder. The fireball, which was getting stronger and stronger, swayed and crackled under the hot air, and finally burst into flames.
Fall down.
The light and heavy machine guns that had been guarding the enemy at a standstill opened fire as the smoke faded, beating the more than 200 men and horses who risked their lives and led their brothers to rush to rescue the wounded. Blood splattered everywhere, and they screamed again and again. The surviving officers and soldiers had to lift their bodies and were still alive.
The brothers quickly retreated, followed by dense bullets, beating each of the fast-moving bodies to a bloody pulp and knocking them to the ground.
"Leader——"
The heart-wrenching screams of the brothers of the Fourth Regiment were so weak amidst the thunderous gunfire that their regiment leader Wen Zhiwen could no longer hear him. Wen Zhiwen, who fell among the heroic corpses, had been shot through the chest and back.
, the boiling blood in his chest was absorbed by the dry earth as soon as it gushes out. Only a broken piece of military uniform behind him swayed violently in the hot air, making a hunting sound like a flag.
Such tragic scenes appeared alternately around the towering city wall. Wave after wave of fierce battles caused the sky above Nanchang City to be shrouded in thick layers of smoke like dark clouds. The radiant sun rose from it to the sky slowly.
Going west, you can't penetrate the bloody thick fog that keeps rising and stretching. There are roars and explosions that spread ten miles away. The color of the sky changes and the earth roars. Finally, it returns to tranquility before the blood-like setting sun disappears.
Late at night, the Prime Minister's will rang loudly in the mouths of more than 8,000 officers and soldiers of the First Army who were determined to fight to the death. Their ambitions were fierce. Inspired by their strong faith, the revolutionary officers and soldiers who had fought fiercely for a day began to make intense preparations before attacking the city again.
In the darkness, Commander-in-Chief Chiang, wearing a black cloak, stood at the forefront of the attack position like a javelin, staring at the equally dark Nanchang City with extremely firm eyes. Deputy Chief of General Staff Bai Chongxi stood silently behind him, with his eyes closed.
The firm lips looked at the looming outline of the city wall. There was no emotion on the tight face, only a little sadness and worry showed in the deep eyes.
At 4:30 in the morning the next day, violent gunshots and explosions rang out again from the north and south. Another siege by the soldiers of the Second Army suddenly launched. The firelight caused by grenades and explosive packets once again illuminated the ancient city wall and the ground.
Waves of roars and shouts of death resounded over Nanchang City.
At the same time, the battle at Desheng Gate in the west was unfolding silently. Long ladders were quietly put up on the city wall, and each strong figure slowly climbed up the long ladder. The first batch of more than fifty people successfully climbed aboard.
At the top of the city, they turned on the flashlights as agreed. Groups of warriors under the city quickly climbed up the long ladders upon seeing this. Xiong Shouyun, the deputy of the Fourth Regiment, immediately led dozens of brothers to pick up explosive packets and rush to the city wall.
Tucked into the bottom of the quietly excavated city gate.
Unexpectedly, the second group of commandos had just climbed up the long ladder to a high place. Before they could take a step up to the city wall, a sharp sword suddenly blew and the sound of wind suddenly hit. Bloody arrows shot into the sky, and body parts were shot.
Falling under the city, screams pierced the night sky one after another, and then the headless corpses were thrown down in pieces. The sound of machine guns and the explosion of grenades that had been silent for a long time sounded again.
Xiong Shouyun, the deputy of the Fourth Regiment, was shocked to hear the sudden change and detonated it decisively. He rushed a few steps and before he could lie down, a row of bullets whizzed out and beat him to the ground, shaking violently. After a loud "Boom--",
The regiment leader Liang Zihou quickly ran out under the cover of gunpowder smoke, trying to support the retreat of nearly a hundred of his brothers. Halfway through the rush, bullets flew in, knocking down Liang Zihou and more than ten officers and soldiers around him, and dozens of wounded soldiers braved the rain of bullets.
In the thick smoke caused by the grenade explosion, he picked up Xiong Shouyun and rushed to Liang Zihou. He picked up Liang Zihou and several brothers who were still moaning in pain and ran away, not caring about the other brothers of the Sixth Regiment who were more than fifty meters away.
life and death.
Ten minutes later, Xiong Shouyun, who was snatched back by his subordinates, was severely injured in the abdomen and closed his young eyes before he could say a word. Zhang Hanzhang, the commander of the sixth regiment who was shot several times, also became a hero, and Liang Zihou, the commander of the fourth regiment who was seriously injured, fell into the trap.
Deeply comatose, the brothers of the Engineer Company of the Fourth Regiment were ordered to lift the injured brothers one by one from their positions and send them to the rear for emergency rescue.
On the east bank of the first pontoon bridge in the southwest of the city, An Yi, who had stood on the high ground in front of the sudden attack for half a night, was still looking at Nanchang City in the distance. The tragic oath to recite the Prime Minister's will came to his ears from the cold wind.
From that moment on, his mood never felt calm again. The boiling blood in his heart made his eyes blurred and he burst into tears.
An Yi, who has experienced the entire battle of Wuchang, Fengxin, and many battles large and small such as Tingsi Bridge, already has rich combat experience and experience. He knows very well what the sounds that come one after another mean, and the tragic scenes in his mind.
The battle was no different from the real scene under Nanchang City, but he was powerless to do anything about it. He could do nothing except deep sadness and helpless tears.
Under the morning light, five fast horses galloped from east to west. Yin Jinan gently pushed the statue-like An Yi. An Yi turned around and took a long breath, hugging his aching left arm hanging on his chest.
Leading Yin Jinan, Gu Changfeng and several brothers strode forward to meet them. The knights on horseback saw An Yi and his entourage from a distance and quickly slowed down. They came to the fortification where two light machine guns were set up and got off their horses.
"Xiaoyi, have my ammunition arrived?"
Cai Zhonghuan, whose face was filled with smoke, asked anxiously.
An Yi shook his head: "No, I have sent two reconnaissance teams to search westward, and brothers from the headquarters guard regiment are guarding and giving instructions at every fork in the road. No sign of the vehicle has been seen yet."
Cai Zhonghu waved the horsewhip in his hand and hit the ground: "What happened? If it doesn't come in, I will sue the idiots in the Military Supplies and Logistics Department to the headquarters! The brothers in each department were fighting desperately in front and suffered heavy casualties, but their logistics department was so procrastinating.
, without the replenishment of artillery shells, what is the use of my artillery regiment?"
An idea flashed in An Yi's mind, and he stepped forward and took Cai Zhonghu's right arm, walked more than ten meters away, and whispered into his ear.
Cai Zhonghuan was shocked and anxious. Finally, he lowered his head and thought deeply. After a while, he nodded with difficulty and whispered:
"I understand, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst! When I get back, I will immediately change my position and try to get closer to you. With the range of our regiment's artillery, we will definitely be able to shorten the distance between you and me to less than three kilometers. Just what you just said
Behind the mound, it will not affect the execution of the mission. After I leave, please send the shells to me as soon as they arrive."
"Don't worry, I have enough manpower and pack horses here, but you must pay attention to possible attacks on the east side. If you see something wrong, send someone to call me immediately. I can spare a company to support you.
"An Yi's eyes were full of concern.
Cai Zhonghuan nodded gratefully, patted An Yi's right arm vigorously, strode back to the horse, jumped up, and led several subordinates back quickly.
After a while, Cai Guangqing, who was already the major and deputy of the third battalion of the fourth regiment, galloped over on his own. He jumped off the horse before it could stop and almost fell. Gu Changfeng, who had quick eyes and quick hands, took two steps forward and helped Cai Guangqing.
Before he could stand still, he hurriedly saluted An Yi and asked his brothers to help carry back more than 400 wounded officers and soldiers and send them to the West Bank. The principal had ordered fourteen tractor trucks from the artillery regiment to urgently transport all the wounded to Gao'an Military Hospital.
An Yi and Yin Jinan immediately blew the assembly whistle. Within ten minutes, brothers from four engineering companies who were resting on both sides of the Taiwan Strait rushed over. Amid An Yi's series of orders, they put down their weapons and set off lightly. Under the leadership of Cai Guangqing and the chief officers of each company
They ran down to the temporary field hospital four kilometers to the north. It took a full four and a half hours to send nearly 500 scarred officers and soldiers of the main regiments to the west bank.
Just at this time, seven trucks loaded with artillery shells from the Munitions Department of the General Headquarters arrived. The lieutenant colonel and battalion commander who was familiar with An Yi heard the report and immediately issued a series of orders to their respective subordinates together with An Yi. The three companies of the model battalion
The engineers quickly unloaded the cartloads of artillery shells and piled them on horseback racks. They pulled more than 80 pack horses, each carrying more than 200 kilograms of ammunition, onto the pontoon bridge and rushed to the artillery position. The remaining company of engineers would not be able to finish the transportation.
Seventy boxes of artillery shells were piled neatly in the forest beside the road, and then the wounded were carefully carried into the carriage one by one. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when everything was done.
The exhausted brothers of the four engineering companies returned to the West Bank for lunch. They had just put down their rifles and picked up their rice bowls. The rumble of artillery was heard again. The determined, brave and tenacious revolutionary army soldiers once again launched a fierce siege battle, and