Li Xudong, commander of the artillery regiment of the 1st Division of the Sichuan Army, stood solemnly on the command platform of the artillery position, holding a telescope to watch the panicked KMT officers and soldiers on the Nanjing city defense position, and a trace of disdain shuckled from the corner of his mouth.

To tell the truth, Li Xudong really didn't have much interest in fighting the rabble of the Kuomintang, but he really wanted to participate in the war against Japan in Shandong.

Yesterday, I just heard the news from the Shandong side, and I heard that the young marshal played very beautifully, and he almost beat the Orientals down. It's a pity that he couldn't participate in such an exciting national war.

Perhaps, hurry up and clean up the rabble of the Kuomintang, and then apply to the young marshal to go north to participate in the war, and it is not certain that you can catch up with the final battle.

Thinking of this, a gleam flashed in Li Xudong's eyes, and he ordered: "Order, each artillery group will conduct two rounds of shelling first, so that the rabble of the Kuomintang can warm up!" ”

With the issuance of Li Xudong's order, the artillery groups of the 1st Division Artillery Regiment of the Sichuan Army quickly completed all preparations before the shelling.

"Target, Nanjing city defense position, open fire!"

The red flag waved down!

Boom -

One hundred 75mm Grusen mountain guns burst out in unison with an earth-shattering roar, as if even the air was about to be torn apart.

A hundred shells burst out of the chamber with acceleration and burst through the air with a sharp whistling sound.

Boom-boom-boom

Violent explosions rang out one after another, and clouds of gunpowder smoke rose from various positions in Nanjing.

"Ahh

From time to time, KMT soldiers were overturned by the shock wave generated by the explosion and fell out of the city, falling from the city wall more than 10 meters high, and there was basically no chance of survival.

Most of the soldiers in the area around the explosion were hit by scattered bursts of shrapnel and crumbling stones, with severed limbs and arms, vital punctures in the chest and abdomen, and screaming and wailing in pools of blood.

The soldiers who were lucky enough not to be affected by the explosion looked at the tragic situation of their comrades-in-arms, and they were all stupid, and they shrank under the city wall with their heads in their hands and trembled, no matter how the officers shouted and scolded, they just didn't dare to straighten their waists again.

This is the performance of an honest soldier. The clever and cunning ruffians were already thinking about when they would slip away while the Commander and the Overseer were not looking.

"Hidden, what are you doing in the city, why are you in the city, hurry up and hide!" Xu Chongzhi shouted anxiously and ordered.

As soon as Xu Chongzhi's words fell, the second round of artillery bombardment of the Sichuan Army Artillery Regiment arrived.

Boom-boom-boom

Shells rained down. The first-line city defense position in Nanjing was ploughed back and forth from left to right, and then from right to left.

The Kuomintang soldiers at the head of the city scurried around like headless flies, trying to avoid the shelling, and the city defense positions that had looked like that were suddenly in chaos were in chaos.

The princes of the Kuomintang who were far away from the city defense positions listened to the deafening shelling at this time and watched the fireworks constantly rising in the sky above the city. The mouth was wide open and could not be closed for a long time, and his face was pale and pale.

Except for those overseers who had led troops and fought with the Beiyang Army on the front line, where had the rest of the Kuomintang princes, including Sun Yat-sen, seen such an earth-shattering and terrifying battle, and their faces inevitably showed panic and fear.

"This ...... Can this hold Nanjing? ”

I don't know who muttered in a low voice, although the voice was not loud, but the Kuomintang princes heard it very clearly.

Yes, in the face of such a powerful artillery unit of the Sichuan army, can the city of Nanjing really be defended?

The Kuomintang public clubs were silent, unwilling and unwilling to use their minds to analyze this possibility, because it was most likely the last thing they wanted to know.

Zhang Jingjiang, Minister of Finance of the United Provincial Autonomous Government, couldn't help but ask Sun Yat-sen, "Sir." What do we do now? ”

Sun Yat-sen opened his mouth, wanting to say something to boost morale, and then assigned a series of tasks to help hold the city defense, but in the end he still did not say it.

Sun Yat-sen knew very well that the Kuomintang princes, including him, could not do real battles and do practical things except hiding behind the rear and shouting slogans to stir up people's hearts, using their pens to guide public opinion to seize the name of righteousness, throwing around with official hats to win over forces from all sides, and engaging in covert means to compete for interests.

Now that the KMT has a bad reputation, it would be strange if they had mobilized the people against the Sichuan army, and they would not have been stoned to death by 1,800 rotten eggs.

After thinking about it, Sun Yat-sen sighed. Always optimistic and resolute, he couldn't help but be a little frustrated, waved his hand and said, "Go back to the government building first, and then discuss." ”

Looking at the Kuomintang princes who couldn't wait to hide back in the government building, Zhang Jingjiang was full of disappointment. For the first time, I wondered if I was wrong to support the KMT at the expense of his family.

The shelling from the side of the fortified positions did not last long, and only two rounds of shelling stopped. As Li Xudong said, this is just a warm-up for the KMT army.

The KMT soldiers could not hear any movement for a while, and then gradually came out of their bunkers, rejoicing that they had survived such a ferocious shelling.

Just when the KMT soldiers were talking about how terrifying the Sichuan army's artillery fire was, a loud "buzzing" sound suddenly came from the sky.

"Not good. The plane, it is the plane of the Sichuan army, quickly conceal! ”

Some of the Kuomintang officers who knew about the plane shouted violently, and the bombing of the plane was not at all weaker than the shelling just now.

When Xu Chongzhi heard the roar of the plane, he shouted with a pale face: "Impossible, didn't the pilots of the Sichuan Army all go to Shandong to participate in the war against Japan, how can they still dispatch planes here?" ”

Regarding this question, it didn't take long for Xu Chongzhi to get the answer.

What appeared in the sky over the city of Nanjing was not a huge group of bombers, but only two bombers.

This made everyone in the Kuomintang breathe a sigh of relief, and no matter how powerful the two bombers were, they could not cause much damage.

While the Kuomintang breathed a sigh of relief, they couldn't help but wonder a little: What was the Sichuan Army doing with only two bombers?

Could it be that they wanted to use bombing to kill core KMT members like Mr. Sun?

Buzz - Buzz -

The roar of the planes became louder and louder, and I saw that the two bombers began to lower their flight altitude and glide around the city of Nanjing in two directions.

The expected bomb did not fall, and what appeared in the sky was a large number of white things that had been obscured almost all day.

"It's snowing?" Many Kuomintang soldiers looked up at the vast expanse of white flowers that kept falling from the sky in confusion.

"It's not snow, it's paper, it's all pieces of paper!" Suddenly, someone shouted.

Sure enough, countless pieces of paper fell from the sky and finally spilled all over the ground, and almost the entire city of Nanjing was covered with such white paper.

Many curious Kuomintang soldiers picked up the pieces of paper on the ground and looked at them, and read them softly: "The Kuomintang is a sinner of the Republic of China for ignoring the interests of the country and provoking a civil war for its own interests. The Imagawa army went out of Sichuan, just to remove the filth and return me to the Chinese Qingping Republic! If the officers and men of all departments of the Kuomintang can wake up as soon as possible, abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and eliminate the war, it will be a great blessing for the people of Nanjing and the country! ……”

This kind of speech, which almost incited the various departments of the Kuomintang to rise up against the Kuomintang, made the Kuomintang soldiers holding the paper in their hands shake their hands, as if the thin piece of paper would be hot, and hurriedly threw it to the ground, while looking left and right, for fear that the commander would see it.

That's right, the bombers of the Sichuan army did not drop bombs, but thousands of leaflets that were more powerful than bombs!

"What's the use of these false tricks, according to me, just attack the city directly, Lao Tzu doesn't believe that the rabble of the Kuomintang can still stop our Sichuan army!" Hao Gang, who was watching the bombers drop leaflets in the command headquarters, was very unimpressed.

Wang Haoshan glared at Hao Gang fiercely and scolded: "As far as you are powerful, if you attack, how many Sichuan army brothers are you going to take the lives of?" ”

Hao Gang pursed his lips, although he didn't dare to argue with Wang Haoshan, he still didn't think that throwing a few leaflets could do anything. If this is the case, what do you want these soldiers to do in the future, what kind of war will they fight, and just scatter a few leaflets?

Ge Changchun said: "Old Hao, don't look down on this heart-attacking battle plan. Although this was a plan formulated by those students in the General Staff Office, the young marshal also sent a telegram to express his appreciation and full support. Could it be that you old boy still think that you are smarter than the young marshal? ”

When it comes to Wang Mo, Hao Gang, a reckless man, finally lost his temper. To say that in terms of fighting, he is the most convinced of Wang Mo, and even the handsome Wang Haoshan cannot be compared with Wang Mo.

Hao Gang touched the back of his head and said curtly: "What, I didn't just talk about it, and I didn't do anything." Since the students say 'attack the heart is the top', then 'attack the heart is the top'. ”

This operational plan of "attacking the heart first" was put forward by the young operational staff officers of the General Staff Office, and Wang Mo's opinions were sought, and finally Wang Haoshan made a decision to implement it.

After all, the city of Nanjing is an important city in southern China, and if possible, it is better to minimize the damage caused by the war, which is the advice that Wang Mo has repeatedly put forward to Wang Haoshan.

Therefore, there was a scene where the bombers dropped "leaflet bombs" before.

The effect of the "leaflet bombs" was still very obvious, and the number of deserters in the various KMT units increased several times that night, and the already turbulent hearts of the people became more and more uneasy.

Not only were the officers and men of the Kuomintang affected, but the overwhelming majority of Nanjing citizens also learned the contents of the leaflets, and their perception of the Kuomintang became worse and worse.

In the conference room of the office building of the United Autonomous Government, the princes of the Kuomintang looked at the leaflets sent by the people below, and their faces were very ugly.

"Despicable! Shameless! Sun Yat-sen scolded with a blushing face, and he couldn't care about maintaining his demeanor and image.

Chen Qimei scolded on the spot: "My eighteenth generation of ancestors, those little red guys in Sichuan, all shit basins are buckled on the heads of our Kuomintang Party, it is really despicable and shameless for him and his mother!" I'm sure this must be Wang Mo's bad idea from that little red guy. I said at the beginning that I should have sent someone to kill this little red guy a long time ago! ”

"It's no good to talk about it now, the question is what do we do? Now the soldiers below are in a commotion, and a large number of them became deserters last night. Xu Chongzhi said with a depressed expression.

What to do?

The Kuomintang officials looked at each other, and they have always been good at guiding public opinion, but they could not think of any good way to mobilize the people at this time. (To be continued.) )