108001908 Far Eastern madman

The hearth guns still rang out from time to time. The noon warhead dragged on for a long time, the fire flickered in the dark night, and occasionally there was a cannon or two, dull and long, echoing for a long time in the far south, always reminding people that this was once a battlefield.

Although the battle has ended, the relics of the war abound, the corpses of the war dead scattered throughout the battlefield, as well as the broken rifles and scattered bullet casings, all silently telling people the ruthlessness and ruthlessness of war.

The night was dark and dreary. I couldn't see any stars in the sky, but I didn't know if it was because of the clouds. It was because the smoke that had not yet cleared over the battlefield, and only some lights flickered on the ground, some of them were the ruins of the fortifications still burning, and some of them were lanterns in the hands of soldiers.

In the night, a team of cavalry galloped on horseback, and after leaving Xiping City, they crossed the roadbed of the Jinghan Railway and went straight to Youfang Town. The troops who were marching towards the town along the way heard the sound of the horses' hooves and dodged out of the way, allowing the cavalry to pass first.

When the cavalry entered the town of Youfang, several cold guns rang out in the town, and the cavalry stopped at the entrance of the town.

"Why is there still a fight here?" Wu Peihu was very strange, so he sent an adjutant to gallop into the town first.

After a short time, the adjutant galloped back and reported to Wu Peihu about the situation in the town.

"Report to the commander! The place where the cold gun was fired was an oil mill in the town of Youfang, where some remnants of the Southern Army were still resisting, and the cold gun was what they fought, but there were not many bullets, and it must be eliminated soon. ”

"Why don't you use a cannon?" Wu Peihu is even stranger.

"The commander of the third division, Cao Dashuai, was in command near that oil mill, and he ordered the southern army inside to be captured alive, thinking who they were, because our army did not dare to open artillery bombardment."

Wu Peixiang didn't say anything more, and waved his hand. led his subordinates to gallop in the direction of the oil mill.

When they arrived at the oil mill, the cold gun was still ringing, and the nearby Beiyang Army soldiers did not attack. It seems to be waiting for the other side to run out of bullets.

Wu Peihu saw from a distance a few hundred steps away from the oil mill that had not yet collapsed, and behind the wall stood a military tent, in which the lights were on, and the figures under the lamps were shaking, and soldiers entered and exited the tents from time to time. There are guards standing outside the tent, guarding a flagpole, and there is a dead wind lamp on the top of the flagpole, which reflects the antique handsome flag clearly, and a huge "Cao" character on it is particularly eye-catching.

No need to ask, that is now the headquarters of Cao Ling and Cao Dashuai.

Wu Peihu galloped over, dismounted in front of the tent, and first smelled a smell of wine and food, and then saw several cooks walking out of the tent with plates, without even looking at Wu Peihu.

Wu Peixiang's adjutant rushed into the tent first and handed Wu Peihu's name thorn in.

Moments later, the lieutenant hurried out of the tent. Bu Sheng said to Wu Peihu: "Dashuai, Cao Shuai is invited." ”

Wu Peihu snorted, a little unhappy with Cao Ling's move, but still raised his feet and walked into the tent.

The tent is transparently lit, a table of eight immortals is placed in the middle, on the table is delicacies from the mountains and seas, fine wine, and there are several senior officers sitting at the table, who are already drunk and hot, and their faces are full of red light.

"Ziyu, you came just in time, this wine net started to drink, sit next to me, let's have a celebration banquet here."

Cao Yin didn't stand up, but just beckoned to Wu Peixiang, and a brigade commander beside him hurriedly stood up. gave up the Taishi chair, stepped forward and took Wu Peihu's arm, and invited him to Cao Ni

Side.

Wu Peihu pointed to the wine and food on the table, and said: "Cao Shuai is so Yaxing, the battle in the oil mill has not stopped, but Cao Shuai led his generals to celebrate and hold a banquet here

"It's worthy of a show, this talk is more reasonable than our gang of bosses, in the future, our Beiyang will be the world of you all-rounders!"

Cao Feng said this with a drunken feeling, whether he was really drunk or fake, Wu Peihu couldn't hear it, but he heard the vinegar in his words.

In this battle of Xiping, Wu Peihu's 9th Division served as the main frontal attack, and Cao Mu's 3rd Division served as the flank outflank task, detouring back to the right flank of Xiping from the direction of Chenzhou, striking at the flank of the United Front troops and cutting off their rear routes. However, this battle of Xiping was fought very easily, and before Cao Suo's third division completed the flank outflanking, Wu Peihu's ninth division had already taken the two lines of defense of the united front, and when Cao Ling got the news and led the cavalry troops to arrive, this Xiping town had been captured by Wu Peihu's Beiyang Ninth Division.

The first work was robbed by Wu Peihu, of course Cao Ling was not happy in his heart, it is understandable that he borrowed wine to drown his sorrows, and set up the headquarters in this oil mill town. is also angry with Wu Peihu, who let Wu Peihu's division headquarters be located in Xiping County? In his opinion, Wu Peihu launched an attack without waiting for his troops to arrive, which was a rush to take credit, and if it was not for the hasty attack, the United Front troops in Xiping would probably have been dumpled by their partnership. and not to the south, "embarrassed and fled."

"Cao Shuai is overrated. Wu has no other skills, but he still has the determination to fight the world for Beiyang, and Wu is also loyal to the old handsome. The successful capture of Xiping this time is of course due to the old handsome Lego's thoroughness, but if there is no Cao Shuai's strong response, this battle will not be over so quickly. The Southern Army would not have retreated so quickly

Wu Peihu said a few polite words, but to tell the truth. He really doesn't care about Cao Ling, unlike Cao Ling, he Wu Peihu Wu Dashuai was promoted by Yuan Shikai and Yuan Laoshuai single-handedly, and he doesn't need to take the path of Feng Guoji, and he doesn't need to look at Duan Qirui Duan's face to act, as long as Yuan Laoshuai is alive. If you train a book, you don't have to worry about others giving him bad medicine, his backstage backer of Wu Dashuai is Bangbang's hard. There is no need to be as knowledgeable as Cao Jin, just respect the old-timers.

"The retreat of the Southern Army? Wu Shuai's words are not right. ”

Cao Yin patted the table with a hippie smile and corrected Wu Peihu's judgment.

"The southern army is clearly defeated and retreated, a thousand miles away, and now I am afraid that it has fled back to Xinyang, and the next step for our Beiyang Army is to take Xinyang in one go, and the troops will attack Hankou in one go. Drinking the Yangtze River, let the revolutionary chaos in the south, this world is still the world of our Beiyang, and they southerners are just monkeys and crowns. ”

Speaking of this, Cao Yin pointed to the person sitting at the table and said, "Chengli also has this view. This southern army in Xiping is defeated and retreated. ”

Wu Peihu looked at that person, he had met him twice, his name was Zhang Chengli, he had studied in Japan to study military affairs, graduated last year and returned to China, and was sent to the Baoding Army Crash School to teach, and later the revolution started. The Beiyang Army expanded its troops and lacked officers, so Zhang Chengli was sent to the army as a regiment commander. Later, he was transferred to the cavalry unit, and this time he was assigned to Cao Key's third division only because he was an officer of the cavalry brigade.

Zhang Chengli nodded hurriedly and said: "According to the confession of the captured soldiers of the Southern Army, the defense of Xiping this time was a patchwork force, and the commander was Jiang Zuobin, a classmate of the Japanese Army Non-commissioned Officer School. This command of the Xiping operation is the first time that Jiang Zuobin commanded a large corps, if he can't perform well, how will he mix in the southern army in the future? Therefore, I think that the Xiping Southern Army is defeated and retreated, rather than taking the initiative to retreat, which can be seen from the fact that the station and railway have not been damaged, and the Southern Army is fleeing in the wilderness. ”

"Head Zhang seems to be overly optimistic. In my opinion, the southern army did not seem to be defeated, but seemed to have abandoned its position on its own initiative, and their main forces were basically withdrawn to the south, and the troops behind the palace were only a few thousand. And the will to fight is mediocre.

Wu Peihu shook his head, disagreeing with Cao Suo's judgment. After the battle, he had been pondering about it, and always felt that the troops of the United Front did not seem to be repelled by the Beiyang Army, but took the initiative to retreat, as if they wanted to retreat to the southern defense line.

"The troops of the Southern Army fought well, although their combat effectiveness was not very good, but their will to fight was still good. For example, the oil mill in front of you is only a dozen remnants of the defeated army. But I insisted on hitting here step by step from the front line. Persuasion didn't work, and it looked like they were going to wait until the last bullet to give up. How can such a soldier be said to have no will to fight? ”

Cao Yin waved his hand disappreciably, and the voice fell, and a few cold shots rang out outside, close at hand, and extremely clear.

"You see, I'm not wrong. The soldiers in the oil mill are indeed men, and they don't cry when they don't see the coffin. It can be regarded as their own master, and since they want to be loyal, then I can only fulfill their men. ”

Cao Suo picked his thumb, then called an adjutant to his side and said, "Let's not waste time with them." You go and give the order, and bring the cannons. Bombed the oil mill, Ben Dashuai's "drunk and picked up the lamp to watch the sword, Yaxing is now scattered, I want to have a few drinks with Wu Shuai, I don't want to be disturbed

The lieutenant came out of the tent in response, and it wasn't long after. A few cannons rang out, and then everything fell silent.

Without the company of cold guns, the drinkers at this table suddenly felt a sense of loss, and the good wine became unpleasant in their mouths.

Wu Peihu originally wanted to discuss the details of the next march with Cao Ling, but Cao Peihu obviously didn't want to talk about military affairs at this time, so he just pulled Wu Peihu to drink, and the brigade commanders and chiefs of staff who sat with him also raised their glasses to persuade them to drink.

Passing by the ruins of the oil mill, Wu Peihu deliberately stopped to take a look.

The accompanying guards dismounted and searched, and soon carried a wounded man from the rubble to Wu Peihu.

"Dashuai, this person hasn't breathed yet, can we save it?" An adjutant looked at the wounded man's injuries and asked Wu Peihu.

"Can he speak?"

Wu Peihu rode on a horse and looked at the wounded, but under the light of the horse lamp, he could only see a face full of blood, and the bandages on his head and arms were also particularly eye-catching.

The adjutant shook his head, handed an armband to Wu Peihu, and said, "Judging from the armband, this person is a platoon commander of the Republican Army, named Yang Ben." Warrant Officer with military rank. ”

"Yang Ben?"

Wu Peihu looked at the blood-stained armband. sighed: "They are all soldiers and paid people, why do you have to work so hard? When Cao Shuai persuaded him to surrender just now, he promised to make him a regiment commander, but he didn't care about it. Alas, in the Southern Army, it is paid, and in the Beiyang Army, is it not the same? Why does this man refuse to surrender? Although it is said that each is his master, he doesn't understand, he doesn't understand. ”

"Then let's leave him alone?. Vice Bei asked.

"Carry it back, call the military doctor, if you can save it. Don't embarrass him, after all, he's a man. Didn't we capture some of the Southern prisoners? Choose a few strong ones, put them on a stretcher, and carry this Southern Army platoon commander to the south, whether he can survive depends on his own creation. ”

Wu Peihu shook his head, smiled wryly and threw the armband back to the adjutant, then turned the horse's head and galloped towards Xiping.