The little devil saw that he was digging a trench in front, and of course he was afraid of digging his own position, so he had to intensify his strafing on the ground.

So a situation was formed, the bullets of the devils flew fast above the ditch, like hailstones, and below the ground, the soldiers of each battalion took turns to go into battle, one after another, and the ditch was in full swing, sweating, and the ditch was rapidly stretching forward.

Digging vertically, digging horizontally, digging diagonally, the soldiers from the Zhuang family have a way, and the ditch is getting closer and closer to the position of the devil.

Seeing that it was almost over, Han Xing gave an order, and all the daredevils quickly threw bombs on the little devil's position. Countless grenades, black and oppressive in the air, flew towards the positions of the devils and the Imperial Army.

"Boom-" "Boom-" The fire flashed, roared, and the casualties of the little devil and the Imperial Allied Army began, and they became more and more serious.

"Kill—" Han Xing took the lead in leading the team to charge, and Mu Xishan had no choice but to follow helplessly. The machine guns were covering, the grenades in front were exploding, and the officers and men of the 8 detachments rushed forward one by one......

The devils who served as the siege of the city also knew that if Fan Zhuxian's troops from all sides besieged it, the siege of Liaocheng would be solved, so they also made an exception and began to attack the city all night.

The east gate was the focus of the enemy's attack, and Fan Zhuxian led the guards to defend it personally. The little devil concentrated all four infantry guns and bombarded the east gate for a while. Several battlements of the city gates collapsed, the small pavilions on the city walls were long gone, and the two-inch-thick iron nail wooden gates were peeling off one by one, and in a short time, they were all shattered.

A company of Imperial Cooperative Army roared loudly: "Kill-" "Rush-" "Capture Fan Zhu alive will be rewarded first-" rushed into the east gate, followed by a small group of Japanese soldiers, holding 38 large cover guns behind the former country's Imperial Cooperative Army.

The Imperial Association Army rushed into the east gate, followed by Lu Zhonglian's small square, where people from Liaocheng usually hold meetings and parades, and there is a small brick podium at the head of the small square.

The company commander of the Imperial Allied Army, surnamed Wang, may have been on a whim, and he also wanted to enjoy what it was like to speak on the podium. Dressed in big leather boots, he walked up to the podium with his waist crossed as if he wanted to say something to the soldiers below. At this time, I only felt that the fire flashed in front of me, and a fire flashed in the small square, no, dozens of fires.

"Boom-" "Boom-" "Boom-" Dozens of mines exploded almost simultaneously. Fires flashed, thunder rumbled, and dozens of huge clouds of smoke engulfed the tiny square.

Even the small podium flew up, and this Wang Company Commander only felt that he was as light as a goose, and he rose up all of a sudden. In the air, he was still in a speech posture, telling the soldiers how the Chinese beat the Chinese and how to curry favor with the Japanese.

When the mine exploded, dozens of grenades flew out of the city walls, from nearby houses, and fell into the piles of these Imperial Allies and little devils. Then there were murderous sounds, and Fan Zhuxian led the guards to kill them, and rushed towards the dizzy and scarred little devils and the Imperial Association army.

The bombardment of mines and grenades caused seventy or eighty little devils and the Imperial Allied Army to fall in a pool of blood, and those who did not die were either seriously injured or slightly injured, and they had already lost their ability to resist, so they had to crawl to the outside of the city gate. During the retreat, constantly people were hit, fell.

The east gate was quickly recovered, and Fan Zhuxian ordered to immediately block the damaged city gate, broken bricks, old furniture, broken doors and windows, and soon, the east gate was blocked again. The soldiers went up to the city wall again, repaired the battlements, put sandbags on them, built improvised fortifications, and started from scratch.

Fan Zhuxian took advantage of this free time, and immediately went to the headquarters to make a phone call, contact the surrounding troops, and flank the enemy in Liaocheng.

Until 12 o'clock in the evening, Fan Zhuxian was still calling the magistrate of Boping County, 40 miles to the north, and the magistrate of Shen County, 70 miles to the southwest, asking them to quickly lead the troops and tell the troops from all over the country to go to the vicinity of Liaocheng and outflank the enemy behind the enemy. In this way, not only can all the enemies be annihilated, but the siege of Liaocheng can also be solved in the near future.

After 12 o'clock, all telephone lines had been cut off by the enemy, and all communication with the outside world had been cut off.

After a night of fierce fighting, at dawn on the 15th, the enemy concentrated artillery fire and stormed Simen. The enemy brought in three more planes, flew low around the city walls, and fired machine guns at the defenders on the pillboxes and strafing the skirmish lines on the walls. At the same time, machine guns and artillery were used to intensively strafe and bombard, covering the soldiers to climb the city.

When the enemy climbed the city, the officers and soldiers defending the city fought to the death with swords and grenades. The enemy from the north, west, and south finally rushed forward under the cover of heavy artillery fire, and the defenders of the city began a white-knuckle battle with the enemy, and the sound of bayonets and broadswords, the wails before death, and the sound of broadswords cutting into the flesh of the enemy, resounded all together.

Fan Zhuxian personally led more than 100 soldiers to serve as the defense of the east gate, the enemy bombarded the city gate with artillery, hit the city gate with tanks, rows of shells fell outside the city, and countless houses burned.

Fan Zhuxian supervised the battle in the city, holding a pistol in his hand, and if he saw the enemy outside the city rushing up, he would shoot himself. When the guards saw Fan Zhuxian's calm and mighty appearance, they were even more full of confidence in defending the city.

Under the intensive strafing of machine guns, the devils and the Imperial Alliance finally broke through the city gate and climbed the city wall. Fan Zhuxian roared: "Kill the enemy, kill the little devil." ”

Bundles of grenades flew towards the enemy's tanks, flew towards the devils who climbed up to the city, and the little devils and the Imperial Allied army were killed and wounded, and finally retreated. The guards crackled into the air firing enemy bombers, and crackled at the enemy's horses and infantry on the field.

Of the brothers in the eastern city, only about two dozen were left unwounded, and those who were wounded were still crawling on the battlements and shooting at the enemy.

Those brothers who were seriously injured and died, Fan Zhu walked up to them first, his eyes flowing with fatherly pain. He arranged their clothes and hats one by one, and silently muttered: "Good brother, go in peace." Your parents and children don't have to worry, I will arrange for someone to take care of them. ”

At this time, Fan Zhuxian heard the sounds of the south, west, and north gates, and it seemed that something was not quite right, and the fires in the city went straight to the sky, and there were bursts of white-knuckle fighting and killing sounds from several city gates. When the soldiers came to report, the south gate was tight, and more than half of the officers and soldiers had been killed or wounded, so Fan Zhuxian hurriedly wrote a note and asked the soldier to send it to the south gate quickly. Xicheng came again to report that the West Gate had been opened by the enemy, and fierce street fighting was taking place on West Street.

At this time, even Fan Zhuxian, who had been in battle for a long time, was a little nervous, and he didn't seem a little calm.

At this time, the only thing that has some hope is the North Gate. The commander of the guard advised Fan Zhu first: "Let's go to the north gate first, rush out, and then make preparations to recover the city." ”

Fan Zhuxian shouted: "I can't watch Liaocheng fall into the hands of the enemy, these six or seven hundred brothers, can I quietly abandon them and slip out?" If I lose Liaocheng, what face will I have to say goodbye to my fathers and fellow villagers in more than 20 counties in northwest Shandong. ”

The captain of the guard shouted: "With you General Fan, there is Liaocheng." If you have an accident, what's the use of us people still alive! So he said hello, regardless of whether Fan Zhuxian was happy or not, more than a dozen guards surrounded Fan Zhuxian and went down the city wall and headed towards the north gate.

Fan Zhu came down from the east gate first, and as soon as he walked to the East Street, the Guangyue Tower in the center of the city had been occupied by the enemy, and fierce gunfire was heard. And the east gate was again heard with the sound of fierce gunfire and the sound of tank tracks pressing on the ground, needless to say, the east gate was also breached by the enemy.

Only then did Fan Zhuxian take a dozen guards to the northeast corner to inspect the enemy situation in the north.

The enemy at the north gate also rushed over, and the enemy at the east gate was also firing machine guns at Fan Zhuxian, who was already surrounded by the enemy. There was an enemy in front and a blockade in the back, Fan Zhuxian knew that he had fallen into a desperate situation, and he said to a few guards around him: "Thank you for defending me for so many days, I am old and can't break out, you are still young, you must stand out and continue to kill devils." ”

Several guards shouted: "General Fan, even if we die, we will protect you from the city." "General Fan, with your words, we will admit it." "General Fan, hold on a little longer, and we will definitely highlight the city."

Fan Zhu was afraid that he would delay like this any longer, and these young guards couldn't break out, so he took out his pistol and shot him in the temple.

The guards saw that the big thing was not good, and hurriedly hugged Fan Zhuxian, and some grabbed their guns, but it was too late, and General Fan had already committed suicide.

When the guards saw how things could be like this, they hugged their heads and cried one by one, their spirits suddenly collapsed, and they shouted: "General Fan, we are sorry for you!" "General Fan, we have failed in our duties." "General Fan, why did you leave like this, we will follow you!"

The enemy pounced, and these guards killed the enemy with their guns and shouted loudly: "Long live the Chinese nation!" "Commissioner Fan is not dead" and then committed suicide and martyrdom one by one, and more than a dozen guards all lay peacefully around Fan Zhuxian one by one.

was born to protect Fan Zhuxian, and when he died, he had to be a companion with Fan Zhuxian.

Besides, after the South Gate was breached, Zhang Yuguang also suffered a gunshot wound on his face, and blood flowed down his cheeks, but he didn't care about the package at all, and hurriedly led a few soldiers to save Fan Zhuxian. Because he received a note from Fan Zhuxian about the commission, he had a premonition that the old gentleman had signs of co-existence with Liaocheng, and his hat had already run off, and a strand of messy hair was thrown off his head.

At this time, the east gate had been lost, and Zhang Yuguang rushed through two streets and arrived at the root of Dongcheng. At this time, several little devils and the Imperial Association Army also walked in front of Fan Zhuxian's body, and an Imperial Association Army flattered the little devil and said: "This old guy is Fan Zhuxian, thank God, I finally confessed to this old guy." ”

A few little devils understood the meaning of the Imperial Cooperative Army, and they were talking and laughing, as if they were looking at the remains of General Fan.

Zhang Yuguang roared: "Old General Fan's great appearance, how can you see a few scum and little devils." So he shouted and rushed forward.