"Let Wang Mazi take his people around the surface and retreat the seventh town to the back, *move quickly."

Shao Wen's roar rang out from time to time at the headquarters, and the officers of the staff who were shaking the motor vigorously were tinkering with the radio. The signal soldier shuttles through the team with coils on his back, setting up a connection with the various departments. This sudden encounter annoyed Shao Wen a little, and these Gurkha people actually dared to take the initiative. Naturally, the artillery fire that was slowly pulling behind couldn't catch up.

But Shao Wen suddenly heard the rumbling sound of cannons, how could there be cannon sounds? It is impossible for the cannon that is still on the way to sound at this time. He glanced at Zuo Zongtang, who had already ordered the correspondent to send out a telegram to the front troops.

With the sound of tick-tock, there was soon a reply ahead.

"The general is a field artillery of the Gurkhas."

Under the suppression of artillery, the Chinese expeditionary force, which had begun to counter-charge the nearby high ground, was beaten back. The corpses of dozens of emperors were scattered within the range of the artillery attack, and some of the wounded soldiers who had not yet lost their lives let out sad moans. After the artillery attack, the Gurkha rushed down all over the mountains. The scimitars in their hands reflected a cold glow in the sunlight.

Seventh Town, at the very front of the battlefield, was attacked from the front and on both flanks, and the artillery tore a gap in the defensive ring of Seventh Town. In the extended bombardment of the field artillery, the Gurkha soldiers crossed the line of death and charged to the front of the Chinese soldiers.

In the chaotic and noisy battlefield, the temporary command post of the expeditionary force had been erected, and the tents with the sails pulled up emitted a strange smell. Zuo Zongtang was proofreading the map spread on the ground in the middle of the tent, and in addition to the sound of the radio operator's ticking in the command post, it was Shao Wen's loud order, and the instructor Gao Zhong was still sitting silently on a box filled with ammunition. **The general of the military region, Wang Dayong, squatted on Zuo Zongtang's side and looked at the map together.

Soon Zuo Zongtang stood up from the map and said: "Commander, my subordinates suggest that the 77th Division should be resisted, and the 76th and 78th Divisions should be outflanked from the right side. The 99th Division and the 79th Division under General Wang outflanked from the left side, and the 80th and 81st Divisions were mobile and ready to reinforce the battlefield at any time. ”

Shao Wen also came to the map to look at it for a while, these maps seem to be not far away, in actual action is to go over the mountains and mountains, so to outflank the Gurkha army is very time-consuming, if it takes too long, the 77th Division in the middle will not be able to withstand it, and it will be very disadvantageous for the troops to be dispersed at that time. However, if Zuo Zongtang's plan is not implemented, the army will be at the mercy of here, and it will be a great loss.

Shao Wenxun ordered: "Wang Dayong, you immediately take the 79th Division and contact the headquarters at any time along the way." ”

Wang Dayong was Shao Wen's old subordinate, and when he heard the general's order, he immediately gave a standard military salute. Hurry out and get ready.

Seeing Wang Dayong leave the headquarters, Shao Wen ordered to invite Prativir, one of the protagonists of the Gurkha king's war. Narayan. Shah.

Prativille. Narayan. As soon as Shah entered the tent, Shao Wen greeted him and gave him a chair in the tent to sit down, accompanied by Platiaville, the captain of his guard, Bisnu.

Zuo Zongtang had already guessed the meaning of the commander's invitation to Platiaville, and sure enough, Shao Wen asked Platiaville about the nearby terrain through an interpreter. Platiaville Ground Guard Captain Bisnu was quick to give an accurate answer. He told Shao Wen about the shortcut to cross the hillsides on the left and right.

Under the leadership of the Gurkha guides, the 78th Infantry Division, under the leadership of Zuo Zongtang, climbed to the main peak of the Xilamu Mountains. Although this trip can save a lot of time, the mountain is steep. It's a lot of work to get up. The slope of the hill of nearly 45 degrees made it feel like it was attached to the hillside, and the soldiers with the hooks and cables played an excellent role at this time, and the soldiers who had climbed to the top of the slope earlier wrapped the hooks and ropes around the trees, making it much easier for the later soldiers to climb. Halfway up the mountain, the guide directed the troops over a dense cedar forest.

Walking in the woods, he could already hear the rumbling sound of cannons not far away, and Zuo Zongtang couldn't help but speed up his pace when he heard this sound. When he was about to leave the forest, the guide made a gesture in front to silence the people behind. Zuo Zongtang led a group of officers to the front quickly.

At the end of the woods, there is a straight peak. It is only a dozen meters wide from the opposite peak. This distance is clear even to the Gurkha soldiers patrolling the cliff opposite. Unfortunately, it was a big problem to cross this width, and the depth between the two peaks reached a height of hundreds of meters, and the soldiers in front of them looked down and saw only clouds drifting between the valleys.

Obviously, the opposite peak is the peak where the Gurkha set up their cannons, and if you can attack from here, the victory or defeat of this battle is self-evident, but how can you cross the bottomless valley?

Explosions were heard one after another on the frontal battlefield of the 77th Division, with artillery fired by the Gurkhas, as well as grenades thrown by Chinese soldiers. The gunfire was as dense as fried beans. The Gurkha soldiers who rushed to the front were still amazed, and the Gurkha scimitars they wielded cut out the light of death. The Chinese soldiers in hand-to-hand combat in front of them continued to fall, and the Gurkha soldiers on the way to the charge also fell in groups in pools of blood. War is like a life-devouring monster, constantly reaping blood and death.

The 77th Division was already somewhat unable to resist such a dense charge, and the artillery fire of the Gurkhas made it impossible for the officers and men of the 77th Division to organize effectively in a small space. The scattered infantry on the battlefield were unable to block the Gurkha soldiers in a line, and the close Gurkha soldiers caused heavy casualties. This further weakened the combat effectiveness of the 77th Division.

Wang Dayong's reinforcements seemed very timely at this time, and the 79th Division was stationed in ** for a long time, which naturally had many advantages over the expeditionary force from the mainland for mountain operations. Although the number of people has suddenly increased a lot, the terrain still cannot be lined up. The location of the battlefield is in an open field at the foot of the mountain, which is less than 100 meters from the steep point of the mountain peak to the river. In this place where it is impossible to carry out a large army battle. The Gurkhas, however, made good use of this terrain. They relied on the cover of the terrain to charge the squadron. The most disadvantageous for the squadron was still the artillery on the hillside. The extended firing of artillery fire caused great inconvenience to the movement of the squadron. The two sides of the battle were frozen with each other in such terrain, the soldiers in the front fell and the ones in the back continued to make up, and both sides were counting the time with their lives.

Soon after Wang Dayong came up, he encountered the Gurkha soldiers who rushed to the vicinity, and this time the impact of the Gurkha soldiers was continuous, even regardless of life and death. They followed one after the other, like waves rushing to the beach. The remnants of the 77th Division had been replaced, and the soldiers of the 79th Division, who had filled the front line, shot the Gurkha soldiers as far as possible from both sides. At this point, the grenade became the best weapon, and the flames that rolled up on the battlefield exploded in the crowd, and the waves of air spread violently, and the stumps and severed arms rained down on the crowd. This tragedy did not deter the Gurkha soldiers, who wore the gowns of the Gurkha people with their bare feet, and their lower skirts fluttered as they ran. The exposed left side reveals copper-colored skin. His beard was stained with the flesh and blood of his companions, and he roared "ho" from his mouth. This sound came out of the mouths of thousands of people at the same time, like the roar of a beast. The screams outweighed the sound of the guns. Roaring on the battlefield