Southern guerrilla warfare: I led the Red Seventh Army Corps to amassed a million troops.

At Sangongyan Mountain, the Red Army launched a fierce assault on the summit.

The resounding bugle call echoed through the valley as wave after wave of Red Army soldiers charged up the mountain with bayonets at their ready.

The Nationalist army's machine guns fired wildly on the mountaintop, bullets raining down like raindrops.

One by one, the soldiers at the forefront fell, but those behind them stepped over their positions and continued to charge forward without a moment's hesitation.

Thanks to Su Yu's decisive action, the number of Nationalist troops who had reached the mountaintop was still small and lacked heavy firepower.

The first group of dozens of Red Army soldiers charged forward and crashed directly into the Nationalist army's lines.

Even when outnumbered, they showed no weakness.

Which of these Red Army veterans didn't fight their way through impoverished and harsh environments?

In close combat, they fear no one.

The clarion call to charge rang out again and again, and more and more Red Army soldiers sped up the mountain.

But reinforcements from the Nationalist army continued to arrive.

On the road on the other side of the mountain, squads of Nationalist soldiers were desperately rushing towards the summit.

The summit of Sangongyan Mountain quickly became a battlefield of carnage.

More and more people are going up the mountain, and the summit is getting more and more crowded.

Corpses and wounded soldiers lay scattered everywhere, their blood seeping into the soil and turning the entire hillside a dark red.

Many wounded soldiers were simply lying on the ground unable to get up, but during the fighting they were trampled on and died vomiting blood.

Looking out, from the mountaintop to the mountainside, one could see the figures of two armies locked in a fierce battle.

The Red Army's casualties rose sharply, but Su Yu, as the commander, remained steadfast.

He led a group of soldiers and charged straight up the mountain.

On this complex and chaotic battlefield, he raised his pistol, and with each shot, a Nationalist soldier fell to the ground.

Even when the Nationalist soldiers were locked in close combat with the Red Army soldiers, and the two sides were locked in a fierce and entangled battle, they were still fighting fiercely.

Su Yu also raised her hand and fired a shot without hesitation.

Every shot was accurate, and there was never any accidental injury.

The guards around him were dumbfounded. They had never known that this usually gentle and refined chief of staff could be so ruthless in battle.

The number of Red Army soldiers on the battlefield increased, and the Nationalist army's lines were gradually pushed down from the mountaintop.

The mountaintop was littered with corpses lying haphazardly, and there was a group of Red Army soldiers who were bloodthirsty.

When the Nationalist troops who came to reinforce later saw the horrific scene on the mountaintop, they couldn't help but feel a chill.

It's unclear who shouted first, but they turned and ran, followed by a rout.

The Nationalist army fled down the mountain in disarray, completely abandoning the summit to the Red Army.

Down the mountain, Chen Mingren held up his binoculars and saw the scene clearly.

He abruptly lowered his binoculars, gritting his teeth as he cursed, "Chen Qixuan! You'll die a horrible death!"

Judging from the scene before us, it was definitely the main force of the Red Army, and their numbers were certainly not small.

If Chen Qixuan didn't lie about military intelligence, does that mean the Red Army can be in two places at once?

One becomes two, two become four.

In any case, the Red Army's base areas still needed to be guarded by troops.

On this basis, it is already very difficult to assemble a main force, let alone have the spare strength to besiege Ningde City.

He harbored resentment and vowed to settle accounts with Chen Qixuan once he got over this hurdle.

But with the military situation so dire, settling scores can only be done for now.

As he was planning his next move, a fast horse galloped along the mountain road.

The communications soldier jumped off his horse, panting, and ran to him: "Commander! Something terrible has happened! Nanshan... Nanshan has been occupied by the Red Army!"

Chen Mingren felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, followed by a dizzying sensation.

Fortunately, the staff officer next to him reacted quickly and caught him, thus preventing him from being embarrassed in public.

He held his forehead, closed his eyes for a few seconds to calm down, and when he opened them again, his gaze had returned to calm.

"Advance!" He waved his hand sharply, his voice hoarse but decisive. "Attack towards Wutongcha! Send a telegram to Commander Li Yannian, ordering him to send reinforcements immediately!"

On the hilltop, Su Yu was directing his soldiers to treat the wounded.

This battle was too fierce; there were too many wounded, and not enough stretchers.

Some of the lightly injured helped each other down the mountain, while some of the seriously injured could only be given simple bandages and lie on the ground to wait for transfer.

Su Yu was squatting beside a soldier who had been shot in the leg, bandaging him when he suddenly heard someone shout, "Chief of Staff! The Nationalist troops are trying to escape!"

Su Yu suddenly stood up, took the binoculars handed to him by the reconnaissance company commander, and looked inside.

As expected, large numbers of Nationalist troops were retreating along the route they had come from.

Although the formation was barely maintained, it was noticeably less orderly than before, and appeared somewhat rushed.

He lowered his binoculars and ordered, "There's no time to relay the order! Fire three green signal flares immediately! Full force, launch the pursuit!"

Three green signal flares roared into the sky, drawing three bright arcs against the twilight backdrop.

The Red Army soldiers on Sangongyan Mountain and Nanshan Mountain had just won a battle, and their bodies were still covered in blood.

But as soon as they saw the signal flare, they immediately started running down the mountain.

No one complained of being tired, and no one hesitated.

At times like these, everyone knows that the opportunity to kick a man when he's down is a once-in-a-lifetime chance.

Soon, the Red Army became entangled with the retreating Nationalist army.

The Red Army soldiers fought with increasing ferocity and their morale soared.

Those soldiers who had just rushed down the mountain were covered in blood, their eyes bloodshot, and they charged into the Nationalist army ranks with bayonets in hand.

Although the Nationalist army was on high alert, its marching column was too long, and the front and rear could not support each other, making it impossible to organize an effective counterattack.

Entire companies and battalions of Nationalist troops were devoured by the Red Army, one by one.

It's like a long snake that's been cut into several pieces, each piece struggling desperately but unable to escape its fate of being swallowed up.

A Nationalist army company commander brandished his pistol, trying to rally his troops and organize a defensive line.

But before he could finish speaking, a group of Red Army soldiers rushed down from the side hillside and scattered his company in one fell swoop.

Some people dropped their guns and ran away, some knelt on the ground and raised their hands in surrender, and others squatted by the roadside, trembling with fear, holding their heads in their hands.

The company commander cursed and was about to shoot a deserter when a bullet flew in and hit him squarely in the chest.

He looked down at the bloodstains spreading across his chest, opened his mouth, and then collapsed to the ground.

Chen Mingren commanded his troops to fight and retreat simultaneously.

He sent out wave after wave of rearguard troops to block the Red Army's pursuit, but these troops were like ice blocks thrown into a fire, quickly melting away.

Each time a messenger reported that "the rearguard has been scattered," his face grew increasingly grim.

But he remained calm and composed, steadily maneuvering his remaining forces towards Wutongcha.

Finally, as the setting sun dyed the entire sky blood red, the remaining soldiers of the 80th Division arrived at Wutongcha.

Under the cover of fire from the Nationalist army's support troops on the mountain, the remaining soldiers scrambled into the position and were temporarily out of danger.

But after taking stock of the team, Chen Mingren was on the verge of tears.

The team that started with 9,000 people has now dwindled to less than 3,000.

All their precious heavy weapons were lost.

Those two mountain guns, which Li Yannian had specially approved for him, were all given to the Red Army before they could even fire a single shell.

Many people even lost their guns and returned empty-handed, with very few bullets left.

This was thanks to his early detection of the ambush, which prevented him from walking headlong into the Red Army's trap.

Otherwise, he might already be a prisoner by now.

But what can you do even if you see through it?

Ultimately, their strength was insufficient, and they lost the crucial battle for the high ground, completely losing any hope of a comeback.