nbspbspbspbsp; The attack of the engineer regiment was very effective, and it had already captured a dozen cannons, and the iron donkeys that followed it rushed up to solve the group of artillerymen, and then the barrels of the guns were turned, and such a distance was about to be blown up into the town of Yongping. 『』【Big◇Book◇Bag◇Small◇Say◇Net.]." Blow it up, blow up all these guns for me" The commander of the artillery regiment of the Northeast Army shouted hoarsely, but it was a pity that it was too late.

bspbspbspbsp; The victory of the engineer regiment was very happy, but the cavalry battalion that attacked was not so lucky.

bspbspbspbsp; Zhang Xianchang's artillery suffered huge losses, and this time he caught the cavalry battalion of the Beiyang Army, but he wanted to relieve his anger. Sure enough, the cavalry battalion was in the middle of the ambush of the Northeast Army, and all the horses below the calves were cut off by steel knives, and they were even more ruthless enough to burn the captives alive with the horses.

bspbspbspbsp; Xue Pengjie got the news, and the voice of scolding his mother had not yet fallen, and the person had already left the command headquarters, and rushed out with a guard platoon.

bspbspbspbsp; Sun Fuming chased and shouted after him, it was completely futile to follow, if only Su Junge was here at this time. But now she's on medicine in the back because her arm was wounded by a shell.

bspbspbspbsp; When Su Junge came back, he saw Sun Fuming jumping up and down in a hurry like a monkey in a cage, "Miss, you can come back." Why did my face hurt too."

bspbspbspbsp; A gauze was attached to her left cheek, and her right arm was bandaged and dropped around her neck, as if she had really gone to battle with someone else. In fact, she didn't know why she was injured on her face, she only felt a hot pain on her face, but the military doctor wiped off the mud outside and saw that her cheek was scratched.

bspbspbspbsp;“ What about Uncle Xue" Sensing that the atmosphere was bad, Su Junge opened his mouth and asked Xue Pengjie's whereabouts.

bspbspbspbsp;“ The sneak attack on Yongping Town failed, and the whole army of a cavalry battalion was put in. Commander Xue got the news and drove out, it's been two hours, and there is no news, so he died in a hurry."

bspbspbspbsp;“ What kind of people to bring."

bspbspbspbsp;“ Just a platoon of guards to follow."

bspbspbspbsp; Su Junge was dumbfounded, Xue Pengjie had such a quick temper, he didn't run to death

bspbspbspbsp;“ Didn't anyone answer?"

bspbspbspbsp;“ There's no news about it, and now it's attacking Yongping Town with all its might, which has disrupted all plans. ”

bspbspbspbsp;“ I must make sure that Uncle Xue is foolproof. ”

bspbspbspbsp; The more worried things are, the more they are going to happen, what kind of weird law is this, Wen Laoqi brought the news of Xue Pengjie's death. Carried in were two stretchers, one of which was Xue Pengjie, and the other, when Sun Fuming wiped the stains off his face, tears fell out at once, Xue Pengjie's youngest son Xue Zichuan. Xue Pengjie's three sons, the eldest died on the battlefield, and the second was crazy and stupid, and finally committed suicide. This youngest son Xue Zichuan was only born when he was almost thirty, and it was easy to grow to ten, a talent, or he came back from abroad, and told him about his family, and only then did he meet with other girls, and this person was gone. At that time, Su Chunyan asked Xue Pengjie, how can you be willing to send this single seedling to the army again, Xue Pengjie said, Dashuai, a boy should be a hero, I, Xue Pengjie, didn't find that in addition to the army, I didn't find a place other than the army that could make a career for the third child to come in as the commander of the cavalry battalion, that is the handsome, I can afford to look down on our family Zichuan

bspbspbspbsp; Su Junge knelt beside Xue Pengjie's corpse, for a long time, it was she who asked the cavalry battalion to sneak attack Xue Pengjie on the Huangquan Road where she sent Xue Zichuan, Uncle Xue, he was no different from his father to himself, his eyes were red but he never shed tears. The feeling of being forced to swallow back the tears is like choking on a big stone, I can't swallow it and can't spit it out, especially I want to beat my chest but I can't lift my strength