"Let the 200mm guns that have just been transferred open fire, and tell those rebels that we are going to cross the river here and storm it!" Standing on the observation position, Wang Jue put down the binoculars in his hand, he personally came to the front line to inspect the preparations of the troops, and then insisted on setting up his already sick body in the forefront of the offensive position in the observation post. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Since the commanders of those rebels have only been guessing the direction of our main attack, we are kind enough to tell them in advance...... The commander is really kind-hearted. Yang Zizhen picked up the phone on the table with a wicked smile on his face, and ordered: "This is the headquarters of the group army...... I am Chief of Staff Yang Zizhen. At 7 o'clock sharp, the shelling of the enemy positions on the opposite side began sharp, and continued until a new order was given. ”

"Yes! The shelling began at 7 o'clock sharp! And so on until the new order arrives! On the other side of the phone, after the commander in charge of artillery command repeated Yang Zizhen's order, he put down the phone and turned around to convey the order to start the artillery bombardment to the signal corps standing behind him.

At 7 o'clock sharp, the artillery positions of the Ming army in the transfer mountain began to make a sound, one cannon after another began to roar, and one after another shells began to bombard the rebels' defensive positions on the other side of the Liao River. For a moment, the enemy position on the opposite side was shrouded in a cloud of smoke, and the black smoke from the huge explosion rolled and disappeared in the distance, looking as if it was an apocalyptic scene.

"Unless the enemy ...... What's ...... Variation, otherwise ...... Everything ...... Press, photo, plan, plan...... Execute. The muffled sound and subtle vibration of the large-caliber artillery when it opened fire made Wang Jue's thin body shake a little. The commander of the new army held his hand on the table beside him, and after saying such an order intermittently, he fell headlong to the ground.

Fortunately, Zhang Jianjun next to him and the chief of staff of the New 1st Army had a hand disease, and he stretched out his hand to hug Wang Jue, otherwise he would have fallen to the ground so straight. A group of people helped Wang Jue, who had passed out, to the nearest officer's lounge and lay flat on the bed. Before the person who went to the doctor rushed back, Wang Jue's slight snoring sounded in the whole room.

So everyone was relieved that their commander had just fallen asleep from overwork. Everyone tiptoed out of the room, with embarrassed smiles on their faces, everyone knew that Wang Jue had not rested seriously these days, and he personally asked about everything, so as not to have any special situation.

"The commander is so tired, it's all because of the people under us who are too incompetent." Zhang Jianjun looked at the lounge, where the three doctors were carefully examining Wang Jue, and said to Yang Zizhen beside him with some self-reproach.

Yang Zizhen also nodded, and laughed at himself in agreement: "If I had half of the commander, I would be able to share a lot of problems for him." Now we are all too immature to be able to do it on our own...... The funny thing is that the commander is only 20 years old, but he is much calmer and more thoughtful than us old men. ”

"One year! I, Zhang Jianjun, will spend a year to be independent! Zhang Jianjun, who was discovered by Wang Jue and brought to the New First Army, lowered his head and muttered fiercely: "When the time comes, what does the commander want to do, I Zhang Jianjun will attack the city for him as soon as I give an order, and he doesn't have to worry about it anymore!" ”

"What words? What does it mean to 'storm the city' for him? You are for His Majesty the Emperor! Speak before you figure it out, and don't get the commander in trouble, you know? Yang Zizhen, who was older, frowned and reminded his colleagues.

"For Da Ming! Okay, right? I, Zhang Jianjun, am a soldier and don't understand the twists and turns of those civilian officials. Zhang Jianjun was unimpressed with this kind of detail, and pouted and said to Yang Zizhen.

Yang Zizhen glanced at this guy who was still a small battalion commander a year ago, and earnestly instructed: "If you really want to share the worries of the commander and be independent or even more, then you must pay attention to these small things." You and I will both be people who will fight for the Ming Dynasty in the future, don't end up embarrassing the commander on these issues, understand? ”

"Okay! Got it! I, Zhang Jianjun, will not speak in addition to fighting and giving orders in the future! Zhang Jianjun is not raising the bar with Yang Zizhen, he really thinks so. Since you can't speak, talk less. He is a soldier, and in the future, it is enough to give orders to win battles.

Yang Zizhen looked at Zhang Jianjun with a serious face, slowly moved his gaze to Wang Jue, who was sleeping in the room amid the rumbling cannons, and sighed in his heart with a wry smile: There are so many famous ministers and good generals in the Ming Empire in the past ten years, maybe he has really encountered a great era of Zhongxing...... In this magnificent era, will it leave its own chapter?

At 7 o'clock in the morning on September 29, 1830, the Ming Empire, despite the steeply dropped temperature, launched an artillery bombardment against the Liaohe defense line in the Tieling Mountain section of the Liao River. From this second on, the largest strategic decisive battle that decided the situation in Liaodong officially began.

Countless shells fell on the positions of the rebels of the Jin Kingdom, and some even flew into Tieling City. More than 300 shells exploded in various sections within an hour, and after a short break of 10 minutes, at 8:10 the Ming army continued to shell, and the attacked Jinguo defense line rained down bullets, and soon the news was transmitted to the Jinguo headquarters in the rear.

In order to further confuse the defenders of the Jin State, the Ming army took the lead in launching an artillery bombardment in the direction of the main attack, combined with the last time the Ming army attacked the east and the west on the Liuhe defense line, and first shelled Liaozhong near Tai'an, and once again disturbed the judgment of the high-level of the Jin State with a false and real method.

10 minutes after the shelling began, Yehe Haolian, who had received the news of the attack on the upper reaches of the Liaohe defense line, began to be convinced that the real main direction of the Ming army's attack was in the fortified area near the Haicheng fortress, rather than the upstream section of the Liaohe defense line, which was the first to start the battle.

So after more than 3 hours of hasty preparations, the main force of the general reserve of the Jin army stationed near Mukden began to move south, although the speed of movement was not slow, but it was obvious that they were interfered with by intelligence and misjudged the true intentions of the Ming army.

Just when the two sides kicked off the decisive battle because of the artillery bombardment of the Troop Mobilization Mountain, Wang Jue, the commander-in-chief of the Ming army on the front line who planned the battle, fell asleep in a small rest room on the front line due to excessive fatigue. Despite the roar of artillery outside, the commander, who had not slept well for four busy days, was still snoring. (To be continued.) )