After the cavalry was dispatched, Wang Yongtai ordered: "Yang Zhenshan take the first mark, kill me!" Don't take prisoners, remember, don't take prisoners! ”

"Yes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Yang Zhenshan shouted: "The first standard is all there, bayonet, kill!" ”

"Kill!"

As when they came, when the bandits retreated, it was like a tide, but they lost their armor and were defeated. Bullets whizzed behind them, either taking away their spirits, or their morale, or their lives. Many years later, the bandits who survived the bloody battle of the Vortex River would always be awakened by the death harvest in their memory, and they would panic after hearing the sound of "da-da-da", and some would even be unable to sleep all night.

No one wants to recall this scene, remembering that someone they know or don't know died at their feet.

"The cavalry obeyed the order, the first battalion was on the left, the second battalion was on the right, and drove the enemy to the main camp!" Chen Jian drew his saber and shouted loudly, the 24th Beiyang New Army mixed into the co-cavalry and attacked again.

The bandits have lost confidence at this time, and I don't know how many people have died on this grassy beach, at least this time next year, the flowers here will be more colorful and dazzling. Chang Guichen was taken aback when he saw the defeated bandits, and shouted again and again: "Don't retreat, don't retreat!" ”

The military advisor Li Ji was dumbfounded, trembling his lips and said, "How is it possible, how can it be ......"

"We can't let them storm here, the rout is even more terrible than the enemy's attack, drive them away, you must shoot them away." Mao Xiaohu hurriedly suggested.

"You are presumptuous!" Li Ji shouted, "The big boss, hurry up and answer them, if our Red Turban Army is gone, the big boss will not be the big boss, who can still listen to the order." ”

Chang Guichen's eyes opened suddenly, he was soberly aware of his reliance, and immediately ordered: "Monks, my monks, send my monks to respond!" ”

"Big boss!" Zhao Daring ran back with a bloody face, "Those fake monks ran away!" The fake monk ran away! ”

Chang Guichen said angrily: "It's unreliable!" ”

"The big boss, the people of Erwangzhai ran away first."

"The big boss, the people of Lao Ye Peak also ran away."

"The big boss, the people of the eighteen-mile village in northern Henan have run away."

"Big Boss ......"

"Ri Nen's!" Chang Guichen roared angrily, pulled out the ghost head big knife, and yelled: "Ri Nenniang's! They ran and ran, we can't run! ”。

A little minion cried: "Big boss, it's too late if you don't run!" ”

Chang Guichen's eyes were red and he was ruthless, picked up the big knife and cut off the little minion's head in a daze, and the corpse took a few steps back before falling to the ground. Everyone was stunned and looked at him one after another, and Chang Da shouted loudly: "If anyone runs away in front of me, I will let his head move first!" Listen to the for me, aren't these Qinggou officers and soldiers just relying on machine guns? If they don't have machine guns, they'll all be killed by our brothers! And now, they rushed to our position, and we are still afraid of a ball? I don't believe that their machine guns have long legs, and they can run with them! Brothers, come with me to pick up the brothers, fight back to kill the past, I Chang Ergou will never give up a brother! Hit or not? ”

"Medium!"

Even if they are bandits, they also have a lot of blood, and the reason why the eighteen bandits can be called eighteen bandits is not that they are all rabble, but because they have their own calculations and ghosts. But under the leadership of Chang Guichen, more than 2,000 people in the main camp did not retreat but advanced and rushed towards the Qing army.

"Kill the dog! Kill the dog! ”

Mao Xiaohu shouted excitedly, waving the banner of the commander of the eighteen bandits, guiding the bandits forward. Chang Guichen's fierceness caused a chain reaction, and some fleeing bandits saw a torrent rushing towards the official army, and quickly stopped, and then became infected and followed them to kill the past.

The distance between the two troops was only two hundred meters, and Yang Zhenshan did not expect that the enemy still had the courage to counterattack, and he was caught off guard and got closer and closer to the enemy. At this moment, Yang Zhenshan killed the blood, picked up a Hanyang Zao with a bayonet in his hand, and roared angrily: "All of them, ready to fight and stab!" Kill! ”

"Kill!"

The two troops collided violently with a thud, and then a fierce battle began.

The tall bayonet plunged into the opponent's chest, then retreated half a position, and with a "poof" he pulled out the bayonet, and the young bandit fell to the ground, his life running rapidly. Gao Dazhuang hurriedly covered Lu Chi beside him, and when he blocked the opponent's broadsword, Lu Chi's bayonet stabbed the opponent.

Gao Dazhuang continued to remove the attacking weapons for him, and the skilled Lu Chi did not stop, stabbing the other person down with a single stab of his spear. Unexpectedly, this person did not fall after being hit by the bayonet, and grabbed Lu Chi's military stab in pain, shouting: "Kill him for me!" Avenge me! ”

The two bandits rushed up with their knives, Lu Chi couldn't pull out the bayonet, and the two knives slashed straight towards Lu Chi's body in a daze!

In extreme danger, the fourteen-year-old soldier He Ming crashed headlong and knocked the two sneaking bandits to the ground. Gao Dazhuang took the opportunity to stab the brave bandit in the eye socket with a bayonet, the man was in pain, let go of his hand, Lu Chi kicked over, and took the opportunity to pull out the bayonet.

"Ahh

The two looked back, only to see He Ming being slashed by two bandits with knives on the neck, half of his body was cut open, and the other half was hanging on his body, not dead for a while, screaming and falling to the ground.

"I'll be your grandmother."

Seeing the little brother who loaded himself with bullets die so tragically in front of him, his brain suddenly exploded, and he rushed over like crazy, and smashed his gun on the head of a bandit.

In an instant, brains splashed!

The other bandit was dumbfounded, stiffened and didn't move, Lu Chi took the opportunity to rush over and stab this person to death with a bayonet, and then shouted to Gao Dazhuang: "High beard, high beard, don't get distracted!" ”

Gao Dazhuang hurriedly shook his head, and when he saw that his gun was already half, he picked up He Ming's rifle, he glanced back at his little brother, didn't say anything more, followed Lu Chi, and continued to assassinate.

Although the number of the Twenty-Four Mixed Association was sparse, they were strong in combat and evenly matched with their opponents, and because the two sides were entangled in each other, the heavy machine guns behind them could not provide support.

Yang Zhenshan knew that he must not retreat, and once he retreated, the bandits would follow him and attack his own formation, so he would rather die in battle today than retreat.

After stabbing down a bandit, Yang Zhenshan shouted and said, "Everyone concentrate on me!" ”

The surrounding soldiers immediately concentrated on Yang Zhenshan as the center, and gradually formed a circle, and then more soldiers began to circle in a circle, and Yang Zhenshan took the opportunity to order the people in it to shoot.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang ......"

However, Yang Zhenshan's soldiers didn't bring much ammunition, and the gang ran out of bullets, and they still needed to continue to fight with bayonets. And there are more and more bandits, and Chang Guichen's bravery infected the rest of the bandits, causing one of the bandits to fall but two to reinforce them.

"Kill!" Yang Zhenshan screamed, stabbed down one, and suddenly a soldier blocked his side, a red tassel gun passed through the soldier's chest, Yang Zhenshan dodged, only to find that this soldier blocked the danger for himself, he hurriedly stabbed the sneak attacker to death, looked around, his brothers were getting fewer and fewer, and the first mark fell into the tide of the bandits' counterattack.

A wave of despair permeated the hearts of the soldiers, and if they continued to fight, the first target could only be killed by the whole army. (To be continued.) )