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During the day, he was shirtless, wielding a knife to open the road, cutting trees and building bridges, and he felt extremely cold when he took out the military blanket in his backpack and slept wrapped in a quilt at night.

Fortunately, after entering the autumn and winter, the poisonous snakes and scorpions were greatly reduced, and the instructor's nearly 3,000 soldiers and 800 militia regiments only added more than 20 wounded in the four-day arduous march, and no one died, and no one was bitten by poisonous snakes and beasts, but the howl of wild wolves and the night cry of wild birds made many people creepy.

At 10 o'clock in the morning of the fifth day, all the instructors and soldiers arrived safely at the northern foot of Huilongshan.

The exhausted brothers immediately buried the pot and cooked rice, took out the best bacon and the two yellow sheep that the spy company brothers had just hit, and hospitably entertained the hard-working militia brothers.

After five days and five nights in a row, the militia brothers had great respect for the instructors and soldiers who endured hardships first and enjoyed them later; apart from being closely guarded, not a single officer or soldier scolded the militia brothers, let alone bullied them, but they were immediately taken down after several militia brothers were injured in the open road, and the military doctors gave them the best treatment and care.

For two meals a day, the instructors and officers and soldiers served the best meat and vegetables to the militia brothers.

The officers who were called instructors or political commissars were very kind, and every day they accompanied the militia brothers to work together, carried burdens and walked together, and chatted with the militia brothers in a kind way during their breaks, talking about the current situation, and talking about ideals.

After the sumptuous lunch, Zheng Yi, who kept his promise, led the division commander and all the regimental battalion commanders to distribute 10 pieces of ocean to each of the 676 militia brothers who returned to Yihuang.

Political Commissar Li Zhaohe and Deputy Division Commander Han Shouren repeatedly thanked the militia brothers and freed up six good horses for Director Lu and the five injured brothers to ride back.

At the time of parting, Lu Donghan, who had lost a lot of weight, looked at Zheng Yi who sent him three miles, took the Browning pistol sent back by Zheng Yi, suddenly felt that his nose was sour, his eyes were hot, he quickly turned around, turned over his horse, and left gloomily behind the militia brothers who were in a complicated mood and silently embarked on the return journey.

Seeing off Lu Donghan and more than 600 regimental soldiers, Zheng Yi returned to the more than 100 Yihuang recruits who had just changed into new military uniforms and brand-new Czech rifles on their backs, saluted each recruit one by one, and then shook hands cordially, asking for their names and ages.

At this time, Zheng Yi didn't know that his superhuman premonition and calm and decisive decision allowed him and his soldiers to avoid a catastrophe.

In the early morning of the third day, when all the officers and men of the instructor turned west and fled into the mountains, Qian Dajun, who had laid a net of heaven and earth 15 kilometers south of Huangpi Town, waited for a long time for the instructor to appear, and decisively commanded the 18th Division and the two regiments of the newly formed 1st Division to quickly go north, and ordered the generals under his command to take Huangpi with the most resolute offensive.

At the same time, Wang Jun, deputy commander of the Third Army under Zhu Peide, ordered Yang Ruxuan and other troops to guard Yihuang, and personally led the two main regiments of the elite Ninth Division and Lai Shicong's division to quickly move south, determined to annihilate Zheng Yi's troops in the south of Huangpi Town, who had the audacity to deceive the entire Yihuang regiment, and completely eradicate the great scourge that flowed on the side of the couch.

It's a pity that whether it is the scheming Qian Dajun or the experienced Wang Jun, they have gained nothing because of Zheng Yi's keen sense of smell and quick response.

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At three o'clock in the afternoon, the northern and southern armies, which had been swept into the air, met at Beidukou Village, Huangpi Town.

After the generals of the two armies were full of anger and interrogated the ferry boatman, they all looked at the reckless mountains in the west and were indignant, but they did not dare to lead their troops to launch a pursuit, let alone scold in front of Qian Dajun, Wang Jun, and tens of thousands of officers and soldiers of the two armies.

Qian Dajun and Wang Jun smiled bitterly at each other.

After a long time, Wang Jun let out a faint sigh: "This Zheng Yi, the battlefield sense of smell is so keen, it is really a rare general, I thought that he carried hundreds of wounded, and scavenged a large number of food supplies and walked slowly, not two days to reach Huangpi, I didn't expect him to walk nearly 30 kilometers in one day, rest for a night and immediately sneak into the vast mountains in the west without hesitation, it is really surprising." ”

Qian Dajun took off his military hat, took out a handkerchief, and slowly wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead: "Why am I not surprised? After receiving the report from General Yizhi, I immediately led a division and two regiments under my command to set up an ambush on the road 15 kilometers south of Huangpi. ”

"I thought I had attached great importance to Zheng Yi's opponent, but who knew that he was ten times more shrewd than I expected, and in the face of such a result, I could only cry out in vain!"

"Yes! The tiger enters the deep mountains, and the future is endless, and I am afraid that I will not be able to sleep in the future. Wang Jun is even more helpless, the entire central and northern Jiangxi is his defense area, he is more anxious than Qian Dajun, and the responsibility is greater, who knows where Zheng Yi, who escaped into the mountains, will attack next and where he will go.

Qian Dajun also understood this, and told Wang Jun with regret: "I thought that our army could stay for a while, but the main force of the Communist Party had already invaded eastern Guangdong, and the two divisions of the Guangdong Army turned around and galloped south to aid Huizhou. ”

"In order to prevent the remnants of the Communist Party from escaping from eastern Guangdong and turning back to the border between Jiangxi and Guangdong, Li Renchao urgently telegraphed our army to quickly move south to make up for the emptiness left by the two divisions of the Guangdong Army after they went south, and the suppression of bandits in Jiangxi can only rely on your army."

Wang Jun could only nod: "The younger brother also expected this situation, he originally wanted to fight with his brother in the north and south, and he finished his work in one battle, who knew that the opponent was so cunning, and he could only deal with it carefully." ”

"I heard that Brother Mu Yin and Zheng Yi have worked together at the Whampoa Military Academy for half a year, I don't know what to teach me?"

Qian Dajun, who has always been cautious, was quite embarrassed, and after thinking about it for a while, he reminded him slightly: "Zheng Yi and I have been weapons instructors for half a year, and we have had a lot of exchanges with each other during this period, but most of them are limited to the advanced equipment ...... of today's powers."

"Zheng Yi is very knowledgeable in this area, and often has his own unique opinions, he is quite accomplished in military theory, and most of the weapons textbooks used by the Whampoa Military Academy, the military systems and artillery drills of various countries in the world are from his translations of English, French, and German military monographs."

"In addition, Zheng Yi is also good at military training, and his use of mortars in the recent Battle of Guangfeng is refreshing, and this aspect needs to be paid more attention."

Wang Jun had a big headache after hearing this: "This Zheng Yi ...... How many mortars does he have? ”

Qian Dajun shook his head apologetically: "At least twenty gates, we don't know how many exactly, at the beginning of the Northern Expedition, he served as the colonel and station supervisor of the Changsha Military Station, and the weapons and ammunition replenishment of the first, fourth, and seventh armies were all under his control, and when he reached Wuchang, he was transferred to the post of major general of the Wuhan Military Station, so no one knows how many mortars and weapons and ammunition he took away from the arsenal when he led his troops to rebel, and he could only expect the enemy to be lenient." ”

Wang Jun was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother, but he didn't dare to be disrespectful to Qian Dajun, who was an old qualification, so he could only bite his cheeks and look at the mountains and mountains to the west again.

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