The attack was fruitless for two consecutive days, but the Red Army killed and wounded more than 3,000 people, and even the sluggish people found that this Qingyang City, which only had four or five thousand defenders, was not easy to fight. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ma Yuanhai lost his troops, and the morale of the troops began to become low, but Ma Yuanhai did not dare to report the defeat to Ma Bufang, for fear that the brutal and unkind Ma Bufang would deal with him.

After thinking for a long time, Ma Yuanhai decided to attack Qingyang again on the third day, and after the Qingma artillery unit was in place, he was determined to open the way with artillery, completely blast the Red Army lacking artillery to pieces, and avenge the blood hatred of his subordinates who died before.

At half past ten o'clock in the morning of the third day, Ma Yuanhai bullied the Red Army into having no artillery, so he arranged the mortar position of Qingma 300 meters away from the city gate with great fanfare.

Dozens of shells continued to hit the city wall, huge explosions kept ringing, and even the city gate tower was flattened by shells, Ma Yuanhai's telescope could not see a Red Army soldier, and he was immediately overjoyed, thinking that the Red Army had been bombarded to pieces by mortar artillery, and immediately ordered the siege troops to swarm up and attack the city.

However, the smile on the corner of Ma Yuanhai's mouth had not yet dissipated, and a violent artillery fire suddenly sounded on the position on the west side of the city gate, and more than 30 mortars hidden in the snow before the 13th Division sounded an earth-shattering roar, specifically aiming at Qingma's mortar position to shoot.

In the blink of an eye, the unconcealed Qingma mortar position was suddenly bombarded, many mortars were blown up, and the artillerymen were even more bloody and fleshy, only caring about fleeing for their lives, and quickly leaving this hell on earth.

The Ma Jiajun who attacked the city gate died even more miserably, and dozens of machine guns suddenly stretched out from the hole in the city wall, firing fiercely at the dense attack team of Qingma, and immediately beat the soldiers who kept shouting to flesh and blood, especially those soldiers who were going up the ladder, were gently pushed by the Red Army soldiers who suddenly appeared, and a string of Qingma soldiers fell down high, either dead or disabled.

Ma Yuanhai really laughed for less than three seconds, several rounds of mortar shells smashed over, and his artillery position was quickly destroyed, and then, the Red Army's mortars turned their guns and focused on Qingma to reinforce the follow-up troops of the siege, causing Qingma's siege troops to be cut in two, and the Red Army's artillery machine guns continued to harvest their lives.

Ma Yuanhai was so frightened by the scene in front of him that he wanted to cry without tears and was dumbfounded.

Why? Why did the Red Army, which has always been known as mud legs, have so many artillery machine guns, and they don't only have millet plus rifles? Didn't they send an average of a dozen bullets? It's not true, it's not true!

Ma Yuanhai couldn't believe it, closed his eyes and hypnotized himself that all this was a dream, it was all an illusion, but when he opened his eyes, he found that the reality was still inescapable, and the soldiers of the Ma family army in his eyes still fell one after another, and one after another was blown into the sky.

Closing his eyes again, a line of tears slowly flowed, and Ma Yuanhai, who had no choice but to accept the reality, had no choice but to give the order to retreat on all fronts. The soldiers of the Ma family army have long since lost their original bravery, and after hearing Mingjin's order to withdraw their troops, they immediately retreated like a tide like an amnesty.

Returning to the former enemy headquarters, Ma Yuanhai and the brigade commanders and regiment commanders around him sat on the chairs dejectedly, looking at each other speechlessly, completely losing their usual arrogant atmosphere.

The battle damage has been counted, in the three-day attack, Qingma lost a total of nearly 10,000 troops, including 2,000 cavalry, mortars, heavy machine guns were also discarded in the retreat, Ma Yuanhai has no place to be ashamed, when did the famous Qingma fight such a big defeat!

Ma Yuanhai finally decided to truthfully report the battle to Ma Bufang, the loss was so big, he could no longer hide it, as for how Ma Bufang dealt with him, he could only resign himself to fate.

Ma Bufang, who stayed in Zhenyuan, was waiting for Ma Yuanhai to send a good news of Qingyang, but he received the news of the fiasco from Ma Yuanhai, and couldn't help but be shocked.

Unexpectedly, the Red Army, which thought it was a soft persimmon, was a hard bone, and Ma Bufang had to redeploy the strategy of attacking Qingyang.

After thinking about it repeatedly, Ma Bufang was determined to take Qingyang at all costs, Qingyang is the premier city in Gan Province, with abundant manpower and material resources, abundant resources, Qingyang in hand, Gannan is not a problem, as long as he takes Gannan, he can trample Ningma under him, and the dream of the king of the northwest will soon be realized.

As for Ma Yuanhai's self-requested telegram, Ma Bufang saw that at the time of the use of troops, Ma Yuanhai was a close relative of his clan, and apart from him, Qingma did not have a general who could take charge of himself, so he quickly put it on hold, gave Ma Yuanhai a note, and still served as the commander-in-chief of the former enemy, ordering him to make meritorious contributions in office.

As for how to take Qingyang, Ma Bufang ordered Ma Yuanhai to reorganize the army, and when he requisitioned and sent 10,000 militia troops to reinforcements, he asked him to use more brains in the war.

After receiving Ma Bufang's telegram, Ma Yuanhai was very determined, and immediately reorganized the army, vigorously attacked the troops, and prepared to perform the tactics of night sneak attack.

Under Zhang Cheng's prompting, Chen Bojun had already made a three-plate axe for Ma Jiajun, and knew that the enemy's strong attack was fruitless, and it was likely to launch a night attack. However, the Red Army is the ancestor of the night attack, and playing with the Red Army in the night attack is not just an axe!

Chen Bojun immediately ordered the troops defending the city to carry out three shifts, and the three regiments took turns to defend the city, and they should tighten their vigilance, especially paying attention to the enemy's night attack.

Thinking of the three-day battle, Chen Bojun admired Zhang Cheng even more for Zhang Cheng, who was hundreds of miles away and commanded the battle in Qingyang by remote control, and he thought to himself: The ancients often said that the strategy is decisive in the battle of thousands of miles away, which is what Zhang Cheng is talking about, and the reason why the 13th Division has fought so smoothly in the past few days is undoubtedly the result of Zhang Cheng's suggestion.

He analyzed all the combat deployments and coping strategies of Ma Jiajun's army to Chen Bojun clearly, and knew every step taken by the enemy well, which was really amazing.

At this time, Chen Bojun had long lost his original resentment towards Zhang Cheng, and he was even more respectful of his ability to fight, and he admired him very much.

In fact, the combat effectiveness of the Ma Jiajun is nothing to put it bluntly, and the reason why it left a strong impression on future generations is nothing more than that they defeated our party's army, which had only a handful of defeats.

However, specific examples should be analyzed in detail, and one of the reasons for the great defeat of the Western Route Army was that its powers and positions were not clear, and the Western Route Army, which was dominated by the Fourth Front Army, did not obey the orders of the central authorities too much, and the traces left by Zhang Guitao were too heavy, resulting in the commander-in-chief being unable to command the first army as he did.

Second, what kind of troops was the Western Route Army in history! The soldiers of the Fifth Army, composed of the original Fifth Army Corps, received only five rounds of ammunition per person on average, and the Ninth Army and the Thirty Army, which were in a slightly better situation, were about 20 rounds of ammunition per person.