The Red 16th Army Corps was the leading force, and the Red 8th Division was the arrow of the leading force; The Red 15th Army Corps and the Engineer Brigade directly under the Front Army followed the Red 16th Army Corps; Next was the logistics system, field hospital, and weapons development institute of the Red Third Front; Then there was the Red Seventeenth Army Corps, the artillery brigade directly under the Front Army - the original artillery division directly under it; And finally the Guards Red XVIII Corps. Among them, the Red 1st Division and the Special Service Brigade were the rearguard of the rear guard troops.

Li Jiansheng's Red Third Front Army marched overnight in such a marching sequence. After marching forward for more than two hours, at about 1 o'clock in the morning of 2 December, Li Jiansheng saw that all the troops were extremely tired, and considered that he had already crossed the Xiang River, leaving the enemy far behind for the time being, so he had a chance to rest. Therefore, immediately telegraphed to inform Huang Su in front and let the troops rest on the spot. Of course, before resting, considering the reason for keeping out the cold, the cooks of each department boiled a pot of chili soup for each commander and fighter. That night, more than 90,000 commanders and fighters of the Red Third Front Army lit a fire and rested on the road. The Red Seventeenth Regiment temporarily became an escort because of the lack of fighting. At about 5 o'clock in the morning, Li Jiansheng was woken up, and he took the Red Sixteenth Legion, which had also not fought much, to replace the Red Seventeenth Legion as an escort, and the Red Seventeenth Legion troops then rested. As for the soldiers of the Red XV Legion, they slept most soundly at this time. Because they are the ones who lack sleep the most. Perhaps, this night's rest is the most restful night they have slept on since the Long March!

At about 8 o'clock the next morning, all Li Jiansheng's troops got up, had breakfast, and continued to march. After a night's rest, the fighters of all divisions recovered. The troops of the International Division of the Young Communist Party, the 34th Division of the Red Army, and the Independent Division of the 15 th Army Corps were the most calm, and a good night's sleep allowed these young soldiers to quickly recover their physical strength and spirit, and the replenishment along the Xiangjiang River made the weapons in their hands change, the bullet bags were full, and the grenade bags were also full, and the combat effectiveness seemed to have risen instead of falling. Li Jiansheng's original troops, because they have been engaged in heavy-duty cross-country training for many years, have obvious advantages at this time, not only can they continue to fight, but also have a night's rest and recuperation, and their physical strength will recover quickly, and they will also be majestic at this time. Seeing that the mental state of his troops was good, Li Jiansheng smiled slightly, and immediately sent a telegram asking the Red 8th Division at the front to lead the team to set off.

This was followed by another three consecutive days of rapid marching. Although there were also enemy planes harassing them, because the soldiers were hiding in an orderly manner, they did not cause much damage. As for the pursuit of the enemy by land, it was temporarily thrown away by the Red Third Front, which only followed from a distance. In this way, the marching speed of Li Jiansheng's troops was not greatly affected, but they marched forward unhurriedly, eating when it was time to eat and resting when it was time to rest. On the fourth day, December 5, Li Jiansheng's troops finally arrived at Madi. This place is also an important town in the northeast of Guangxi.

Li Jiansheng's department immediately rested on the spot. After several days of marching and resting on time, the state of the soldiers is getting better day by day, and it is far less than the fatigue when they first fought on the Xiangjiang River. Li Jiansheng rushed to a compound prepared for him by the guard regiment, and Huang Su rushed over to inform Li Jiansheng of the good news: It turned out that the Red Third Front Army had made contact with the main force of the Red First Army, and right now, the commander of the Red Third Army of the Red First Army was in a small village not far ahead! Several generals of the Red 15th Division, the Red 34th Division, and the Red 18th Regiment of the Red 15th Army, who originally belonged to the Red Front Army, all wanted to see the old leader.

Go! Of course go! Why not? You must know that since I took Mr. Peng to Jinggangshan, I came to Xiangnan not long after, and I haven't seen Mr. Peng for so many years. Even when he went to the Central Soviet District, Mr. Peng was still on the front line, and he didn't see it!

As soon as Li Jiansheng saw Huang Su's proposal, he didn't say a word, and went together. Also on the road were Chen Shuxiang, Cheng Cuilin, Huang Hui, Wu Zixiong and others. Wu Zixiong is much better now, and he can move on a stretcher, but he can't do strenuous exercise. Now, of course, I will go with Li Jiansheng and others.

Mr. Peng's place of residence is actually separated from Li Jiansheng's campsite in this town. Li Jiansheng's department is at this end of Mati Town, and Mr. Peng lives at the other end of Mati Town. Li Jiansheng and the others are all young people, and I am afraid that they will only come to it with a bag of cigarettes. Mr. Peng's temporary resting place is in a small courtyard at the east end of the town. The courtyard was quiet, and the Red Army units camped in squads and platoons in the open space outside the courtyard. Li Jiansheng noticed that there were many wounded among these fighters, most of whom were lightly wounded. Seeing this, Li Jiansheng secretly moved in his heart, guessing that it might be that the troops fought too hard, and most of the seriously wounded may not have been able to withdraw from the position, so this situation occurred.

A few soldiers standing guard saw a group of warriors in strange costumes coming, and they immediately became vigilant. However, perhaps knowing that they were surrounded by their own people at the moment, they didn't shoot directly. Li Zhi immediately stepped forward and reported that Li Jiansheng, the commander-in-chief of the Red Third Front Army, had come to visit Mr. Peng. When these guards and soldiers heard that they were the commander-in-chief of the Red Three Front Army, their faces showed joy, and two of them were about to go in and report. Li Jiansheng thought about seeing the old leader, so he signaled the guards and soldiers to keep quiet, and just go in by himself. Just make a shushing motion, and then go into the hospital with Chen Shuxiang, Cheng Cuilin and a few others. Before I entered the courtyard, I heard Mr. Peng scolding his mother with his unique thick Hunan accent: "What kind of fucking battle is this fighting?" I'm almost done with all three legions! ”

It seems that Mr. Peng has been scolding his mother at home for a while, and Li Jiansheng and others can only hear the last two sentences. As soon as he heard this familiar local sound, Li Jiansheng subconsciously stopped and continued to listen. However, Mr. Peng's voice stopped for a while, and only another voice could be heard talking: "Commander, now is not the time to scold my mother." The troops were all disabled, two-thirds of the casualties of the Fifth and Sixth Divisions, and one-third of the casualties of the Fourth Division, so we had to find a way quickly. Li Jiansheng was not very familiar with this voice, and he couldn't guess whether it was Yang Shangkun or Deng Ping. However, this sentence obviously aroused Mr. Peng's anger: "What can I do? If this continues, the troops will be wiped out sooner or later. After a pause, he almost shouted: "What kind of war is this?" This is purely at the mercy of Jiang Bald's head! This conductor is also purely blind and messing around. No, it's not messing around, it's Jiang bald head in command! Wherever he tells us to go, we will go, where he tells us to block, we have to block, he arranges a pocket, we have to drill! ”

Then came a long, unusually bitter sigh. It was Mr. Peng's voice, which seemed particularly lonely.