Located in the northwest of Tongguan a few kilometers away from Yang Village, this name is not known, the small can no longer be small village, since the Beiyang Army captured Tongguan, it has been led by the Yi army Zhao Xun to lead the army to garrison here. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, in the afterglow of the setting sun, the smoke curls up, a quiet and peaceful scene, no one would have thought that a huge disaster is coming, and the village is about to turn into a pile of rubble.

The weather in the early winter of Shaanxi was extremely cold, and after tightening his coat, Zhang Fu walked quickly into the headquarters of the Eighth Division, as a liaison officer, he must attend this meeting. He rushed to the Huayin Eighth Division to ask for help, but he did not receive any criticism, but it went unusually smoothly, and without waiting for his bitter explanation, he agreed to send troops to the convenience. After that, Zhang Fang, who was recommended by Mao Sui to become a guide and liaison officer, followed the Eighth Division all the way to Mengyuan Town, which was more than ten kilometers away from Tongguan.

At this time, the Eighth Division, which was stationed in Mengyuan Town, was holding an emergency combat meeting in the headquarters.

Yang Xincheng suppressed the excitement in his heart, glanced at the officers present, and his bitterness can be well described now. As the commander of the main division, he was eager to be able to prove himself with a victory in a battle.

"Is there any information about the Qing army on the other side?" Waving away the distracting thoughts in his mind, Yang Xincheng asked.

The division intelligence chief, who heard the division commander's question, immediately stood up and said: "Division commander, political commissar, since the occupation of Tongguan, the Qing army has been divided into two divisions to garrison, and the commander of the Yi army, Zhao Xun, led his troops out of Yang Village for defense; In Tongguan City, the third town of the Beiyang Army and the sixth town of the twelfth association are under the command of Zhou Fulin, the commander of the twelfth association. Both units are equipped with German-made Mauser 79 rifles and more than 30 mountain and field guns, with a total strength of more than 20,000 troops. ”

Yang Xincheng nodded, motioned for him to sit down, and then turned his head to the chief of staff Li Dafu and said, "How about the chief of staff, do you have any ideas?" ”

Li Dafu remembered the map he had seen before, nodded and said: "This place is more than ten kilometers away from Yang Village, and it is only twenty kilometers away from Tongguan. The only thing that threatens us the most is the artillery of the Beiyang Army. Therefore, as long as the artillery of the Beiyang Army can be defeated first, the rhythm of the battle will be completely controlled by us. ”

"Then let's knock it out, give this group of Beiyang turtles a little color, and drag it like a king with a few cannons." Political Commissar Zhao Quanyou suddenly interjected.

"The commissar is right, we plan to destroy the artillery positions in Beiyang with heavy artillery after the infantry attack." Speaking of this, Li Dafu was excited, this Beiyang Army is too crazy, relying on the fact that Qin Long's army has no firepower advantage, and he does not hide his artillery position at all.

The division commander and political commissar all decided to fight hard, and soon, the 22nd Regiment was the main attack on the Yangcun Yi Army, the 24th Regiment was the main attack on the Tongguan Beiyang Army, and the 23rd Regiment was drawn up as a reserve.

The plan was decided, and the various regiment commanders left one after another to go back to prepare. Jiang Meiling and Sun Yongan, the two regiment commanders who received the attack mission, walked out of the command headquarters with a smile on their faces, followed by Wang Tingzhi, who had a bitter face and looked as if everyone owed him money. However, among these people, the happiest is the commander of the artillery regiment, Luo Dafu, in this battle, the ammunition base approved by Yang Xincheng is enough for him to have a good time.

As far as China was concerned, the armies of both sides were not idle, but neither took the other side seriously. Although the Eighth Division is a newly established unit, it is also arrogant. Half of the soldiers were veterans who had been transferred from the Second Division at the beginning of its formation, and the rest were mostly from patrol battalions or new armies from various places. On the Beiyang side, because there is a precedent for a great victory over the Qin Long army, this new revolutionary army is not taken very seriously.

At the beginning of the battle, the artillery regiment of the 8th Division summoned the first round of shells to the artillery positions of the Beiyang Army. Since the start of the war, the artillery of the Beiyang Army has always been fighting against the Qin Long Army, and they are used to living a comfortable life, so they never thought that today would be the end. Before a single shot could be fired, the entire artillery position was blown into ruins.

This is not the end, after blowing up the artillery of the Beiyang Army into a state of parts, the artillery regiment began to open bows left and right, and the artillery battalions of each regiment swept the positions of the Qing infantry again.

At this time, Yang Xincheng was wearing a camouflage uniform, a grass-green tweed army coat on the outside, two thick black sword eyebrows hung high on his fair face, and Yang Xincheng who was holding a telescope with both hands, there was no passion or anger in his eyes, only calmness like water. It embodies a very different temperament. In the face of the artillery fire that smashed into the enemy position in front of him, there was a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Fang from Qin Longjun was standing behind Yang Xincheng, his hands holding the telescope were already trembling slightly, he had never dreamed of such a scene in front of him. As early as after the Battle of the Western Road, he learned that the army in the southwest was equipped with a lot of artillery, and he originally thought that it would be good to have a dozen or twenty guns, after all, the cannon itself is difficult to handle, and a shell is also expensive. Now, it seems, is far from that simple.

In Yang Xincheng's binoculars, the Qing army's positions shrouded in the smoke of artillery fire appeared and disappeared from time to time, and occasionally saw one or two corpses that had been swept away, but they were soon drowned in the flames.

The artillery fire ceased, and the long-awaited attacking troops roared, countless white bayonets shining brightly in the sun. Under the leadership of those young lieutenants and officers whose minds were full of the Communist Party's Three People's Principles to Save China, the soldiers rushed to the position of the Beiyang Army. They are fighting for the fate of the country and the nation, and it is honorable to dedicate themselves to the country.

It was the 22nd Regiment that attacked Yang Village, and Yang Village at this time was already in ruins. The dizzy Yi Army, which was blown up by the shells, could not organize effective resistance at all, and they were soon beaten back again and again by the 22nd Regiment when they had just recovered from their senses. After Zhao Xuan, the commander of the Zhizhi, was killed by a cannonball in a panic, the Yi army collapsed in an instant, and began to run towards Tongguan in a chaotic manner. The Yi army retreated, and one of the Qing army's arms was cut off.

Jiang Meiling, who attacked Yang Village, saw this situation, and only snorted her teeth, what kind of battle is this called his mother? It is okay to say that it is okay to herd sheep, and it is okay to say that it is okay to go to the market. He issued an order, the whole regiment maintained a battle formation, did not fall in love, and chased after the rout's butt and inserted it towards Tongguan.

The retreat of the Yi army was quite painful, but this made it bitter to the Beiyang Army that was still holding on to the Tongguan position.

As early as when the cannon sounded, Zhou Fulin realized that something was wrong, and this time he may have encountered hard stubble. At this time, the Beiyang Army was still quite combat-effective, and was severely ravaged by the artillery fire of the revolutionary army, although the casualties were very large, but there were still people on the position. One after another, they took their guns and aimed ahead.

However, it was said that Sun Yongan, the commander of the 24th Regiment, had just commanded the troops to launch a tentative attack before he figured out the firepower configuration on the Beiyang Army's position. No, at this time, he saw something that stunned him.

I saw that the retreating Yi army was all over the mountains, and rushed towards the position of the Beiyang Army in a panic. The Beiyang Army was also stupid, and the panic of defeat was contagious on the position like a plague, and in this way, the Beiyang Army, which was being entrained, also began to run backwards.

In front of this dramatic scene, Sun Yongan couldn't cry or laugh. At this time, Jiang Meiling also led the troops to chase the Yi Army to Tongguan, at this time the 22nd Regiment was not organized, Jiang Meiling had long been unable to find the three battalion commanders under him, and now he was only followed by a reconnaissance company directly under the regiment. When the Yi army retreated, it was all over the mountains, running like a sheep, and the revolutionary army was also chasing forward with its feet outstretched, and as soon as the machine gun rang out, they rushed up in a chaotic manner, a group of three, a group of two, each fighting his own, only recognizing clothes and not people, and holding fire when he saw someone wearing a Qing army uniform.

Sun Yongan had never seen such a chaotic battle, all the tactics and rules were gone, and when he looked back at the Beiyang Army that was surrounded by the Yi Army and fled in the same way, his face was full of wry smiles. What else can I do at this time, chase it! can't be cheap, let Jiang Meiling dog day to take it all.

In this way, the two regiments rolled up the yellow dust in the sky, echoing each other from afar, chasing eastward in a chaotic manner, the regiment commander could not find the battalion commander, the battalion commander could not find the company commander, where was the troops? No one knows. It doesn't matter if the establishment is chaotic, everyone has the bottom in their hearts, chase eastward, catch up and fight, the class fights for itself, and the people fight for themselves.

Not to mention Sun Yongan, even Zhou Fulin is also defeated. It stands to reason that it is impossible for the Beiyang Army to retreat so quickly, but it cannot stand the coercion of the retreating Yi Army, and once the panic spreads, it will be difficult to be defeated.