It's broken, and was picked up by a femme fatale

As dusk falls,

More than 400 Liangjiang brave soldiers took advantage of the opportunity to enter.

They rushed into the Niu Xing Temple, closed the door and resisted stubbornly.
The 400 soldiers of the First Battalion of the Second Far Eastern Regiment surrounded the temple on three sides.

In order to save the brave warriors,
He led 1,500 men into the town and surrounded a battalion of soldiers on all sides.
Gunshots were heard everywhere, and explosions were heard from time to time.
Fire, smoke, screams, fighting, crying...intertwined together, it is difficult to distinguish between friend and foe.

This battle was such a mess!
As the highest-ranking officer of the Niu Xing garrison, Zhuang Hua was under a lot of pressure.
He frequently issued orders, commanding his subordinates to eliminate the remaining enemies in the ancestral hall.
At the same time, we must also launch an effective blockade against the outer palace soldiers.

At present, the battalion has lost more than 100 personnel.
There was a clear shortage of troops, weapons and ammunition.

If it hadn't been dark in time, their troops might not have survived until tomorrow morning...

Although he thought everything was ready when he was stationed,
But after fighting for a whole day, there was no shortage of manpower, bullets, medicines, food...
The one who led the siege of the Far East Group,

Wu Ziyu, the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces, was under greater pressure than Zhuang Hua.

Four thousand men besieged Niuhang, and after a day of fierce fighting, they still couldn't take it...

Eight thousand people besieged a group, and they were still fighting on the enemy's front line...

Six thousand men were sent to contain the Far East Second Regiment, but the result was even worse.
A thousand-man army was wiped out, but the rebels acted as if nothing had happened.
Looking at the other party, Wu Ziyu continued to move forward steadily and sighed inwardly:
What kind of monsters are these?!

Although I refuse to admit it,

In his heart, he maintained due vigilance and respect for the Far East Army.

There is no doubt that he faced
It's not the lame Far East County soldiers from before.
The following is the preliminary statistics reported:

At the end of the day, the total casualties of the Liangjiang soldiers were less than 3,000.

However, the casualties of the rebels on the other side exceeded six thousand... What the hell!

It's normal to inflate the battle report, but this is too much...

They have two regiments, and the full strength is only 4,000.
I won't mention one more group.

As long as you are not blind you can see it.
The three battlefields have become bloody grindstones.
Every step forward taken by the Liangjiang soldiers was at the cost of a fallen soldier...

I really don’t know how many more cannon fodders will be added in?
Listening to the continuous sound of gunfire from the Wusong main battlefield,

Looking up at the hazy night sky, there is the looming Southern Cross.
Yes, Wu Ziyu was extremely curious about the legendary rebel leader who suddenly emerged.
How was this kid trained?
How did he manage to make his officers and soldiers almost unanimously sacrifice their lives?

Generally, when 20% of troops are killed or wounded, morale plummets.

If the casualties reach 20% to 30%, this unit will definitely not be able to fight again in the short term.

No matter which point, the casualties of the opposing defenders reached this ratio.

However, the opponent just wouldn't collapse.
Either you remain as steady as a rock or you fight back. It's really a headache!

Seeing the battle situation become a stalemate,

Wu Ziyu occasionally felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.

The destruction of the friendly forces in Jiangnan and Jiangbei is definitely not a good sign.
If we don’t resolve this group or two quickly, we will be in big trouble!
"Order! Frontline troops must be organized and carry out night raids in shifts!

Anyone who dares to delay military operations will be killed without mercy! "

snort!
Even if I can't defeat you, I will drag you down by dragging you down!
"Yes!"

The messenger rode out of the camp quickly to deliver the order to the commander on the front line.

Wu Ziyu was right to worry.

Lu Yuan's movements were so fast that he could hardly imagine.
The first batch of reinforcements to Wusong battlefield consisted of more than 150 people.
We took eight trucks and arrived at Yuepu Town, thirty miles away from Wusong.

Huh?
Aren't there dozens of cars? Why are there only eight trucks?

Well, the reason is simple. Under high load operation,

Many cars broke down due to problems with roads, mechanical failures, fuel, drivers, etc.

Relatively speaking, mules and horses are more reliable.

Although the speed of a cart cannot be compared with that of a car, as long as there is fodder and a break, it can continue on its way.
Therefore, the staff proposed a plan of "coordinated arrival in batches".

Eight trucks shuttled back and forth, and the officers and soldiers on the horse-drawn carts,
Likewise, the carts also picked up the officers and soldiers walking at the end.
After calculation, around midnight, 5,000 soldiers arrived at Yuepu at the same time.

At dawn, they could launch a frontal attack on the Liangjiang troops.

Let the famous Liangjiang general Wu Ziyu take a good look at what the real "center blossoming" means!
The battle on the field began, and the situation on the three battlefields of Wusong became even more brutal.

Taking advantage of the night, the soldiers of Liangjiang Prefecture launched a group charge of three to five hundred people in turn.

Like waves after waves, they rushed to the Far East Army's position.

After a fierce battle, they left a field of corpses and retreated.

Kill one thousand enemies, and lose eight hundred of your own.

Inevitably, the troops of the First and Second Regiments suffered heavy casualties.

What's more serious is that there is very little ammunition and medical supplies left.
In Niuxing Town, hand-to-hand combat was going on in many places.

If Zhuang Hua hadn't been from the special forces and was proficient in street fighting, Niuxing would have been lost long ago.

A squadron leader, with about a hundred men, retreated from Wusong's second-line position.

Wu Ziyu looked at him coldly.
"Law enforcement team!"

The law enforcement team with white hoops on their arms wielded ghost-head swords.

"Shh!"

The head fell to the ground and was immediately put on a wooden pole for public display.
In addition to this squadron leader, there were more than a dozen heads that were stabbed in the head.

The generals were awed and cursed Wu Ziyu and the rebels in their hearts.

One is too cruel, the other is even crueler, neither of them is a good person!

Seeing that the attack was not going well, the generals looked unhappy.
Wu Ziyu understood that they thought they were "eliminating dissidents".
He had no choice but to send out his own generals to appease the other generals.
"You, take two squadrons and seize the second-line position, otherwise you will be subject to military law!"

The strong and powerful lieutenant saluted with a "Pa!"
"Yes! I will obey your orders!"

He came to the front of the troops, holding a knife in his left hand and a gun in his right hand, and shouted:
"Brothers, who will give us food?"

"Marshal Wu!"

"Who will give us clothes?"

"Marshal Wu!"

"Who will give us money to support our wives and children?"

"Marshal Wu, it's Marshal Wu!"

The lieutenant general pointed his long sword at the Far East Army's position and shouted:
“Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are determined by heaven!

"If you take over the position, I will not take any reward! Charge!"

The four hundred fresh soldiers immediately shouted "Ah Ah!" and rushed forward!

On the battlefield, the Far East Army officers and soldiers were extremely tired.
Almost all the officers and soldiers were wounded and lay in the dark red mud of the trenches, gasping for breath.

They are still confused.

How long will this war last?

My bones are all broken, and I don't even have the strength to speak.

However, the enemy's war drums at the bottom of the slope began to beat again.
Under the backdrop of the bonfire, hundreds of figures came again like a tide...

Damn it, the Liangjiang dogs are endless!

The battalion commander of the regiment was wrapped in blood-stained bandages.

He sat in the mud like an ordinary soldier,
Watching the enemy's new forces numbly, they launched another tidal charge.
Two hundred meters...one hundred and fifty meters...one hundred meters...

The soldiers marched and fired at the positions.
"Pah! Pah! Pah!" There was silence on the battlefield.
The officers and soldiers of the first battalion had nothing left except the bayonets on their guns, bullets, grenades, and hand grenades.

The price of repelling five rounds of enemy attacks was too heavy.
Prior to this, the regiment commander had found a way to add one and a half companies.
Now there are less than 200 people left in the battalion, and all the platoon leaders have been replaced.
In the previous wave, the captain even sent the cook and the stable boy...

This time, there’s a high probability that no one will come, right?

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound behind me, and a dozen people, bent over, staggered out from the communication trench.

The battalion commander took a look and was stunned.

The regiment commander's personal guards and the wounded soldiers wrapped in bandages,
There were several wounded soldiers, and every step they took, their wounds would bleed...

The guard said: "The commander ordered us to repel this wave of attacks and retreat to the core defense line."

The battalion commander nodded and said, "Yes! We must complete the mission!"

Then, he saw that the guard not only did not move, but also quietly raised his head to observe the enemy's situation.
He asked curiously, "Why don't you go back and report?"

The guard smiled and said, "The commander asked me to finish this battle and then retreat with you!"

The battalion commander was very moved.
The guard had just turned sixteen and was the nephew of the regiment commander.

He asked hopefully, "Can you spare me some bullets?"

The guard thought for a moment, then grabbed a handful of bullets and handed them to him, about a dozen.
The battalion commander immediately loaded two magazines and said to the guard:

"Wait a minute, let's open fire together. We must kill the commander, and then fight them with bayonets!"

The effective range of the rifle is at most fifty meters.

The commander of the government troops is usually at the end of the team.
This means that they will have the opportunity to shoot and kill when the soldiers rush into the trenches.
The young guard nodded and said:
"Okay, I'll listen to you!"

The soldiers charged forward, crossing fifty meters.

A battalion commander in the trench issued the final mobilization.

"Comrades, the enemy is coming!

In order to protect my children from becoming slaves, I will fight them to the end!"

More than a hundred soldiers, gritting their teeth and holding their guns, stood up from the mud, returned to the trenches, and took their positions.
"Clap! Clap!"

The soldiers knew that the Far East Army had no ammunition.

Therefore, they fired indiscriminately at any suspicious target.
The commander at the end of the team felt relieved.
The commander-in-chief never mistreats his own people. The rebels are already at the end of their strength, so it is just right for him to pick up the heads...

Thinking of this, he waved his command knife and shouted:

"The rebels have no bullets and only a few men. Brothers, charge and kill them all!"

"Whoaaah!"

The four hundred soldiers let out strange cries and ran quickly...

In just a few seconds, more than a dozen enemy soldiers rushed to the second trench.

The soldiers of the battalion lying in ambush immediately stood up and stabbed with their bayonets.

The soldiers of the government naturally used various weapons to attack the Far East Army soldiers in the trenches.
Shooting, shooting, stabbing with long hair, chopping with a big knife...

Soon, the two sides mixed together.
It doesn't matter. Anyway, you shoot me and I stab you. Either you die or I live...

Although the strength of the government soldiers is twice that of a battalion of soldiers,
However, in trench hand-to-hand combat, the space is limited and there is no way to take advantage of numbers.
When Wu Ziyu's direct subordinate general,
Surrounded by three or four personal guards, he entered the 50-meter line.
Soon, his distinctive general's uniform,

There was also a long command knife, which was first discovered by the battalion commander.

So, a battalion commander and a guard,
At the same time, they rose from the trenches, raised their rifles and fired,

"Clap clap clap..."

The general's personal guards are not vegetarians.
When faced with an assassination attempt, he immediately covered his master's retreat.
However, the battalion commander and the guards were good at shooting.

At a distance of less than fifty meters, more than a dozen bullets were fired, and the number of bullets was close to zero.
The battalion commander and the guards emptied their guns of bullets in one breath and knocked down two men on the spot.
The two of them quickly ejected the magazines.
Replace the new magazine and continue to focus fire on the enemy's generals.
"Clap clap clap..."

This time, the lieutenant who was bending down to avoid the attack was not very lucky.
A bullet penetrated the guard's arm, brushing against the bone and deflecting at an angle.

But it hit the general's ribs and waist without deviation... It was a real-life version of "splash damage".
Immediately afterwards, the lieutenant screamed and fell to the ground.

The two guards were terrified and immediately dragged their master to the back and fled.

The enemy commander was wounded and fled.
The battalion commander and the regiment commander's nephew laughed out loud.

However, several soldiers heard the gunshots and rushed over immediately.
The two men ran out of bullets and left their pistols behind.
He picked up the musket beside him and started hand-to-hand combat like an ordinary soldier...

A quarter of an hour later, more than a hundred soldiers without command were beaten back again by the desperate rebels.

However, there were less than a hundred men left in one regiment and one battalion.

A battalion commander was wounded in the abdomen and fell to the ground.

The regiment commander's nephew, a guard, fell in a pool of blood.

His young face, his big eyes... seemed to be filled with fear and unwillingness!
A regiment of existing troops,
There were about 700 people, and they could only concentrate on defending the core positions.

The battalion commander sobbed:
"Captain, I deserve to die for not being able to protect him..."

Looking at the body of his nephew, the regiment leader clenched his fists and remained silent for a long time.

The full-strength regiment of 2,000 men lost nearly 60% of its men in combat.
However, the team has not fallen apart and has created a miracle!
Finally, he waved his hand.
The battalion commander sent him to the clinic and tried his best to treat him.
The nephew's body was carried to the back and placed with the dead.
Wu Ziyu looked at the retreating commandos and his face turned green.
However, the general was injured in the battle, so there was no reason to execute him...

Fortunately, the rebels were badly wounded and could not hold the second line, so they could only retreat to the top of the slope.
"Keep on attacking! I'll cut down

I don't believe how long they can hold on to this commander's head."

Another wave of assaulting soldiers.

Get ready, the fierce battle will continue...

Lu Yuan didn’t know how long the Wusong battlefield could last.
But he could imagine how much of a blow the first and second regiments had suffered.

Maybe it's already shaky...

Lu Yuan has a good habit of never placing his hopes in the hands of others.

At the critical moment, it’s time to decide whether to win or lose, right?
There was a team, less than five miles away from the main battlefield of Wusong.

Nine states are governed by one government, and thousands of militia captains,
They were temporarily recruited this morning, and after gathering, they rushed to Wusong.

They are all excellent veterans...

In fact, many militia captains are only in their thirties, in their prime.

Lu Yuan only had two sentences to say to them:

"The soldiers from the three prefectures are here to destroy us.
Because we are not protecting the emperor, but ordinary people.
Therefore, they regard us as a scourge and must eliminate us as soon as possible! "

"In addition, as long as you can assist the regular troops,
"Defend Wusong, and I will personally award you medals and rewards, and I will give each of you ten silver dollars, without delay!"

Strictly speaking, the militia captain is a quasi-military personnel.
However, they were among the last 5,000 people eliminated.
The basic military literacy and skills are no more ambiguous than those of regular troops...

The Liangjiang soldiers and the Far East regiment beat each other to pieces.
The militia chief looked at the small hill near Wusong Wharf.
Although no sound could be heard, the flickering fire showed that the battle was still going on.

After a moment, the militia captain pointed at Wusong's core position.

"Comrades, back then, the regular troops looked down on us.

Now, let them see who saved whom?

Follow me and kill these lackeys who lick the government offices!

For Far East County, comrades, charge!"

"Charge! For the people of Far East County!"

"Kill! For the commander-in-chief... Long live the Far East Army!"

A group of Far Eastern militiamen wearing light green work clothes,
In the dark night, he fiercely stabbed the soldiers surrounding him... (End of this chapter)