"Get on the bayonet!"

Li Xing's order was not very loud, and the officers and soldiers under his command lined up behind him silently loaded their bayonets under the muzzle, and there was a sound of fine metal colliding.

It was already early in the morning, and although it was summer, the wind was blowing through, but there was a cold chill. On both sides of Li Xing's vanguard battalion, there was a jungle of bayonets!

Thousands of military hats undulated slightly, and all of them formed a dense skirmish line in a standard squatting position, staring at the two low hills opposite!

More than a dozen Maxim machine guns have also been erected, the firing routes have been demarcated, the canvas cartridge belts have been installed, the semi-locking devices for adjusting the firing speed have been set, and the spare cartridge belts have been sorted out and ready to be filled into the chambers at any time.

Li Xing squatted at the front of his battalion, and after giving the order to put on the bayonet, he kept silent with a cold face, tilting his head slightly, as if listening to the sound of the wind in the north.

Beyond the mountains and hills here, it is the target they have come to all the way, Anzhou City. This is an imperative point, but it is not known! Everyone in the army has fought each other, and the main force of the Praetorian Guard and the Fifth Division on the frontal front line have fought for a dark day, knowing the combat effectiveness of the little devils. The attack is fierce and stubborn. Fighting out the strength of milk, thousands of casualties, and it took an absolute superiority of troops and firepower to annihilate them. And this third division from the east is not good at stubble, a lone army of thousands of people marched all the way, broke Nie Shicheng, and crashed into Anzhou at one head, this kind of madness desperate for victory, on the scales is also the tail of the scales is high, absolutely strong soldiers!

The two battalions in Anzhou have only completed the training of recruit coaches, how long can they stop them? In any case, this assault must be successful, and the Praetorian Guards can't afford to delay it!

Li Xing has long lost the appearance of the white little student in Nanyang, his sleeves are rolled high, revealing his skin that has been tanned purple by the sun, his muscles are bulging, his eyes are flashing, all of them are fierce, and there is a kind of contempt for everything that is unique to veterans who have seen blood, killed people, and fought vicious battles, including his own safety.

After two years of arduous training, from counterinsurgency to the First Sino-Japanese War, and from north to south in Korea, Li Xing was undefeated and unavailable. Xu Yifan's care for his brother-in-law is a pioneer, do your best to pick first! The colleagues around him, the Shangguan from Beiyang, and the soldiers under his command, were not unpopular for his identity at the beginning, and there was slander for whether he could be a soldier with a commandment, but now down, everyone is convinced. You must know that Li Xing and their group of Nanyang scholars basically struggled out of the tragedy in Surabaya! Their belief in seeking strength and victory has never wavered.

"My lord, all the troops that launched the attack will enter the position where the attack was launched!"

A staff officer strode up to Li Yunzong and made a report.

The battlefield in Suchuanli was not too large, and the six battalions formed two waves of dense attack formations, and all the small ammunition was distributed and used, ready to be counted out, so as to ensure the success of one attack. In the case of attacking operations, without the addition of new forces, it will only get more and more tired, and the attack blades will become more and more dull, and an impact will not be successful, and it is possible for the devil to be firmly blocked in Suchuan for a few days. Not to mention that Zuo Xie has been attacking for hundreds of miles, and he is about to forcibly launch an attack after a little breath - this hour actually has no rest, and is adjusting the system and moving in place. Zuo Xie is now the last Yu Yong, just trying to sweep away the last obstacle in person! If the attack fails, then the soldier will no longer have the physical strength and energy to attack, and there will be no rest and replenishment for a few days.

Both the top and bottom understand this truth, so they have no reservations. All six battalions are pressed, after one wave, and then another, taking human lives to fill in, but also to fill the line of defense in front of you!

Li Yunzong stood straight, just looked north, all the torches were extinguished, and he could only see the rows of cold light flashing like waves under the light of the stars and moon, which was the bayonet jungle of the dense straggler line, and with his order, this wave of steel was about to slap on the position of the opposing army!

Li Yunzong looked back at Xu Yifan, who was sitting on the side, resting with a rifle. Xu Yifan was also trying his best to look north, as if he wanted to capture a little news of Anzhou in the distance in this dark night. Ignoring Li Yunzong's gaze. Command him not to interfere, anyway, he only needs Suchuanli, as long as Anzhou!

Li Yunzong turned his head back with a cold face and adjusted his military uniform. Without much to say, he waved his hand lightly: "The attack begins!" ”

The staff officers and guards around them passed on the order briefly, and under the hill where they were, there was a row full of trumpeters—the flare, which had not yet been invented. Dozens of trumpeters stepped forward, crossed their waists with one hand and raised the trumpet with the other, and the sound of three long and two short trumpets suddenly tore apart the tranquility of the early morning!

Li Xing, who was in front of the formation, jumped up, he didn't use a pistol, it was also a rifle, the bayonet was good, and he raised his gun and made a move back: "Praetorian Guard, advance!" ”

Countless rank-and-file Praetorian Guard officers like him did the same, and all sorts of shouts rang out in front of the dense skirmish line.

"Come on! Our Praetorian Guards are fighting all over the world! Let's fight these devils! ”

"There's no line of defense that we can't rush through!"

"Forward, forward, forward! Until the end of the world! ”

The waves of the cold light of the steel rose and fell slightly, and thousands of officers and soldiers had already stood up, and then they walked forward steadily, pointing towards Suchuanli. More than a dozen Makqin machine guns for fire support also began to roar, the muzzle flames lit up the nearby sky, illuminated the tired and determined faces, and the rain of bullets rushed like a stream of fire to the two high ground on the opposite side that was strangling the passage of Suchuanli!

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Above and below the city of Anzhou, there is already a sea of corpses and blood.

At this point, the commanders of both sides understood that this was a gamble on each other's last breath. This is the most important point related to the safety of the entire Korean war situation!

What the army relied on was that their strength was not weak, and the two wings could form sufficient strength and waves to attack such a small city with no field defense at all and only a fortress defense. And their main attack, they can change the focus of attack at any time, and their soldiers are more elite, and they have experience in bloody battles after hard fighting, and in front of them is the final goal of their nine-death advance this time, from top to bottom, they have red eyes, and they don't think about retreating!

And what they are still afraid of is that the back road must be no problem in a few days, a complete wing is guarded, no matter how strong the Praetorian Guard is, it will take a few days to attack it, Anzhou is such a small broken city, fill it in!

What Yuan Shikai relied on was that the army did not have heavy firepower, otherwise with his small crowded city, how could he blow up people with a cannonball-thanks to a city, the city wall surrounded everyone, only desperate resistance, let out the field, the fight was so fierce, a thousand recruits plus the newly defeated army, can still insist on resistance is still a question!

He has plenty of firepower, and the bullets can be fired as if they didn't need money. After subduing the Sheng army, he also had plenty of troops - but in any case, he was also on the defensive side, and he was passive. As long as this small city is broken through at all, he will not even have room to continue street fighting, and perhaps the morale of the defenders who have been struggling to support will collapse, and there will be a large-scale surrender of guns!

But he always firmly believes that Xu Yifan will come to save him!

There was already a raging fire burning at the head of the city, and the corpses were piled up into a mountain, and the blood was soaked into the walls, and there was a loud noise—it was a city wall, and it was very reluctant. Cannonballs were thrown indiscriminately, and gaps in the rammed earth walls were everywhere. The shortest place can be turned over with a hand support, and in several large gaps, the corpses are pillowed on each other, and the soldiers on both sides are overlapping and dying in one place.

Yuan Shikai staggered on the city wall and looked out, and saw that under the light of the fire, the army was rectifying and adjusting the team, and some of the soldiers of the army who had just been beaten down with blood were standing in the attack queue again, and several officers wrapped in bloody cloth stood in front of the queue, cheering loudly, it seemed that they were going to attack again!

Looking around, everyone's faces were pale, it turned out that a few horses didn't know where to fill in, and there were actually a few Sheng soldiers standing next to them, holding rifles marked by the Praetorian Guard. Yuan Shikai took a deep breath and ordered loudly: "Make up for the city!" Plug the gap! Lord Xu will come to our rescue! ”

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"I can't break through...... There are so many people in China......"

Katsura Taro held the binoculars and stared blankly at the small city in front of him with a blue face.

Bullets fired vertically, which can penetrate all positions of the defenders. The thin, low walls seem to be able to be kicked down with military boots. There are a lot of defenders, but they are all new recruits and defeated soldiers, and they lack experience, training, courage, and command, and the only thing that is not lacking is ammunition. So many people are crammed into a small town, crowded with people. But the essence of the 3rd Division, which came from this attack, gambled almost everything, but it was never able to achieve a breakthrough!

Do they think that someone will come to their rescue? Or is that all the expectations that have sustained them until now?

He put down his binoculars, shuddering a little.

China is too big, and this is too small. Although Yuben was fortunate enough to wake up one step earlier, the Chinese were still asleep. But for such a big country, as long as one person wakes up and brings hope to everyone, it is not something that such a small country can defeat and conquer! The 8,000 Sheng Army, who were driven here by them all the way, because of the hope that Xu Yifan would come to help, fought until now, and pushed the entire war of the First Sino-Japanese War to gamble on the fortunes of the country, did Xu Yifan bring hope to the whole of China?

If this is the case, then everything he and Kawakami Ryoroku have done here is not in vain, they are fighting everything, and they will strangle the faint hope of Qingguo to death! This country, can't wake up!

He suddenly shook his body and listened carefully, as if from the distance to the south of him, there were shouts of killing and gunshots, and when he listened carefully, there was only the sound of the noise of the battlefield here.

"We seem to be fighting with Xu Yifan alone...... Even if the Qing State is Li Hongzhang, it is vulnerable...... But there is only one person, and we all fight so hard, saying that Ben is too small and too fragile......"

He sighed in his heart, but his face did not move, and he waved his hand vigorously. Suddenly the trumpet whistle sounded below, and countless officers who had already decided to die here like him drove the murderous soldiers almost frantically and stepped into the battlefield again!

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Sukawari.

The sound of gunfire and shouting has converged into a group, and the advancing Praetorian Guard's attack line is like a surging wave, fiercely slapping on the defense line of the army.

The darkness just now was completely illuminated by all kinds of firelight, and the ballistics of the two sides intertwined a great web of death in the night sky.

The dense skirmish line was pierced by bullets layer by layer, but still firmly forward. Xu Yifan stood on a high place, together with the solemn Li Yunzong, just quietly watching everything in front of him.

These officers and men of the Left Association of the Praetorian Guards, who had been marching continuously for more than 24 hours, almost rushed to Suchuanli and pounced on the battle line!

The army rained bullets intensively, the shooting discipline was strict, and rows of bullets poured down, creating large and small gaps in the Praetorian Guard line, but the wave was advancing too firmly, and these gaps had been filled in a little roll. When they reached the bottom of the two high grounds, the originally neat wave line was slightly broken, and the speed slowed down a little, and the upward attack was upward. In the eyepiece of the telescope, you can see that the officers are all walking in front, and people are constantly falling down. But immediately someone filled their command position, and the shouting of the order to cheer up did not stop, but when it reached his position, it became a huge shout mixed together.

The scene is magnificent and cruel, but since the start of the First Sino-Japanese War, Xu Yifan has seen this kind of scene countless times - the Praetorian Guards have never disappointed him. By this time, he was already a little indifferent, he only needed Anzhou now! Take here and save Anzhou, no matter how many casualties there are, it is worth the price. He wants to take the initiative in this war firmly in his own hands!

On the opposite side, only rows of large and small muzzle flames could be seen on the military position. The army is also shooting as best as it can, unwaveringly. But the Janissaries kept going up, and they saw that the bayonets of the first line were only twenty or thirty meters away from the breastwork of the army's firing. The officers who were in front had already begun to shout loudly, so that the brethren mustered up their last strength, rushed in with all their might, and killed them with bayonets!

"Attacked...... The army should have put their troops on the front line, but the firepower of a thousand people was ...... My lord, the army should not have received reinforcements when the army advanced into the army, and the defenders here are the rearguard they separated. ”

Li Yunzong quietly judged and evaluated, and some of the staff officers around him also put down their binoculars and exhaled.

"I hope so...... Yunzong, what should I do next? ”

"After the breakthrough, the two vanguard battalions swept and swept on both sides, and the covering brigade passed quickly and went straight to Anzhou, we are not entangled with the devils here."

Xu Yifan is also ready to put down the binoculars, I hope Lao Tzu didn't rush this way in vain!

Just when he was relieved, he saw in the eyepiece of the telescope that Yue Jun pushed down black things from the chest wall, and sparks were popping up on these black guys.

"Flying Thunder!"

This thing is one of the few self-produced munitions made in Zhan Tianyou's small military factory, and the Qing army originally had a tradition of using a large number of gunpowder bags, and defensive warfare was thrown around these big gunpowder bags without money. With the equipment of modern artillery, there are fewer flying mines for defense, Xu Yifan has few guns in the Praetorian Guard, and can only take into account the frontal decisive battle with the Fifth Division, and the Nie Shicheng Department and the Sheng Army of the Eastern Front Defense have no artillery, so Xu Yifan supplemented them with these flying mines filled with yellow explosives. Before the evacuation of the military factory, there were not many pieces, and there were only a few hundred, and Nie Shicheng and they used a lot. The Sheng army lost all that point on the position, and the army of Yue, who also lacked heavy firepower, moved over with great difficulty!

Dozens of flying thunderbolts rolled down and exploded in the ranks of the Praetorian Guards, and the ground of the entire front shook violently, as if it were a violent earthquake. At the same time, large swaths of fire and smoke burst out, shrapnel flew wildly, and sand and gravel took off. In the binoculars, you can see the limbs of the human beings flying into the sky, and the strict formation is suddenly chaotic. Dozens of flying thunderbolts with a large charge, this explosive power is extremely amazing! The front was shrouded in smoke and dust, and the back was blown down, which was all a knee-jerk reaction, and the shooting of the army was more intensive, and the team of hedgehogs gathered in one place looked a little unbearable, and the tail of the team was already collapsing in small quantities like the beginning of an avalanche.

Even Xu Yifan, who was two or three thousand meters away, shook his body and wanted to fall backwards!

Pu Yang and Chen De rushed forward in a hurry and grabbed Xu Yifan, but Xu Yifan shook them off violently. grabbed the telescope that landed on the ground and looked forward desperately: "Fuck Ye Zhichao!" Fuck Yang Shixiang! ”

After Li Yunzong was shocked, he was already waving his hand vigorously and shouting loudly: "Blow the attack horn!" Blow the trumpet! Can't go back! ”

The trumpeters below all blew their horns, constantly urging the line of attack forward. But where can the chaos caused by the explosion be calmed down for a while?

At this time, the battle line of the Japanese army also sounded a terrible horn. The officers and soldiers inside the breastwork crossed over the breastwork one after another, and under the leadership of the saber-wielding officer, they rushed back! I saw the black flow of people condescendingly and rushing straight ahead. The smoke and dust had already dispersed, and the Praetorian Guards had blown up to the front, but there were still officers who got up, shouted with the same raised arms, and rushed forward with bayonets!

First one, then several, a dozen. Before, they were all officers, but then the soldiers followed, and the chaotic shouts gradually became like a roar later: "Praetorian Guard, fight to the death and not retreat!" ”

Xu Yifan held the binoculars, he could already see that he couldn't speak, watching the teams on both sides crash together, saying that the army wanted to use the explosion of the thunder to counterattack the Praetorian Guards, and the Praetorian Guards would not retreat! The Left Association has never lost a battle, and now it doesn't want to fight!

"There is Xuzhou, there is Li Xing...... My lord, we can attack it! Li Yun's hand holding the telescope was about to burst out of the water, and his tone was categorical.

Li Yunzong's voice was still speaking, and the two sides had already become a melee, with bayonets flashing, fighting together on the waist of the high ground. The casualty exchange ratio in white-knuckle combat has always been one-to-one, but it often ends with one side quickly collapsing. The army has taken the initiative, the huge damage of the thunder explosion and the chaotic stagnation brought to the Praetorian Guard's attack array, coupled with the sharpness and momentum of the condescending impact, is a successful short counterattack in front of the battle in any way, but it is not enough to fight the Praetorian Guard!

Since the outbreak of the First Sino-Japanese War, the Praetorian Guard has had one idea to save the national fortune for a hundred years with the strength of one army, which has been rooted in the hearts of the officer corps, intentionally or unintentionally. And the officer corps is the soul of the modern army, so at this time, the Janissary Left Association, which has been invincible for a long time since its establishment, has truly fought to the death and never retreated!

The queue on the front line and the melting of ice and snow are generally melting rapidly, and the queue behind them mustered up the last bit of strength to fill in, and the sound of bayonet fighting was earth-shattering.

Under the mound where Xu Yifan was standing, the attack horn had already blown to the highest note, and the battle was so tragic that it made him feel as if there was a fire burning in his heart.

"My Praetorian Guard...... My Praetorian Guard...... In the entire Qing Dynasty, why is it that only one Praetorian Guard like me is sacrificing such a tragic death? If you can't do it, only I will do it! ”

The counterattack force of the army has been weakened, and the stalemate is about to collapse. The Janissaries had an absolute superiority in strength by attacking the troops on the left, which had already offset the superiority of the army's topography and assault impulse. But the mournful trumpets of the army never stopped. In the telescope eyepieces that Xu Yifan and Li Yunzong never put down, at this time, above the swarthy ridge line of the hills, the first wave of figures appeared, the same black military uniform, the long bayonet of the Murata-style rifle flashed in the firelight, the first wave crossed the ridge line, and then there were more people, it seemed endless, in the queue, there were also some senior officers with staff officers in military uniforms, they were also holding rifles, and they followed the queue down.

The army not only has the small number of troops guarding the battle line, but they also control a considerable reserve!

The army is not the rearguard of the advancing troops, they have received reinforcements!

Li Yun held up the binoculars and closed his eyes painfully at first.

And Xu Yifan's eyes were wide as if they were about to tear!

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Anju.

Another attack by the army was repulsed, and the dead corpses at the head of the city had another layer, and the blood stains were also thicker. The city wall has been cut off by another layer.

No matter how fierce the army was, it was impossible to launch a continuous decisive assault, so he retreated and licked his wounds, waiting for the next attack.

Yuan Shikai sat on the top of the city, gasping for breath, he never retreated from the beginning, either urging the soldiers to resist desperately, or going down to the city to urge the replenishment of ammunition and replenishment of troops to the city, several times the army rushed in along the gap, he kicked and organized the troops to counterattack and block, the bullets and rains were intertwined, the white blades were added, and his body was full of wounds and bloodstains, fortunately, there were no serious injuries. If you want to play this thing well, you can bet all on it if you recognize it, and leave half of the lower half, and you will only have a ghost if you don't lose.

The soldiers and officers who were still alive at the head of the city arched out of the pile of corpses, silently wiped their rifles, and carried the wounded. Yuan Shikai gasped before he looked up to the south, and the army was still lined up there, and the bloodstained soldiers were sitting on the ground resting. Only the officers strode in front of the queue.

Xiao said, Ben'er, I'm really going to die here......

Anyway, there are still soldiers, and there are a lot of bullets, so let's knock and see who can knock whom! Yuan Laozi didn't believe that he would die here! The devil didn't say that even the dead and wounded left a thousand people. They only have 3,000 soldiers hanging zero, so how many times can they rush? Maybe when they fight until dawn, they will no longer have the strength to attack, and even if they attack again, they will be soft again, at that time, Lord Xu ...... Xu Yifan fucking crawled over too!

Lao Tzu gambled everything for you, you Xu Yifan don't live up to my expectations! The future is all on you!

Yuan Shikai was silently pondering his thoughts there, but he heard a wave gradually rising in the city, first quietly, then loudly, and finally more and more voices added.

"Three, two, three, let's fight like this, worthy of the emperor, right?"

"I don't know how many dead and wounded! Do you have to die in such a small ruined city? The devil came in, and there was no place to turn around and flee? ”

"If you can fight, you can fight, if you can't, you can leave. We're good enough...... The devil is too fucking fierce! I have never seen such a siege, there is no artillery and no explosives, so I fill it with human lives...... Why are we all dying in North Korea? ”

"The art of war still pays attention to advancing and retreating freely, how can anyone seal himself with a stone? If you don't save the soldiers, no matter how long you keep it, you will die! The devil doesn't know how much reinforcements he needs yet...... Let's beg Lord Yuan to let a back road come out...... Crowded in the city, I can't even turn around, the devil shoots over, and one bullet can pierce four or five lives! ”

"Lord Yuan, let a back road come out!"

The Sheng army at the head of the city also looked down one by one with a panicked face, the two battalions of the Praetorian Guard were all new soldiers, and they didn't know what to do with their rifles. The few dozen officers left shouted a few words and tried to squeeze the bullet. But looking down at the city, the black pressure is all Sheng Jun, which is already a bit of a crowd. Although he was still shouting, his eyes began to look around for Yuan Shikai.

Yuan Shikai stood up violently, walked over with a pistol in his hand and looked down, looking at the surging heads, the original intention of killing people disappeared at once. Sheng Jun is already working hard enough, and he has played at a super level until now. If you force it like this again, I'm afraid it can really change!

Sheng Jun below saw Yuan Shikai's figure, and shouted louder.

"Lord Yuan, it's not that we don't want to fight devils, but we can't die here! Let's set the fire and go! ”

"I always say that Lord Xu is coming to the rescue, but the devil attacks so fiercely, when will Lord Xu come?"

"Lord Yuan, let's keep you going, you are the new commander of our Sheng army! Let's keep you going back to your homeland! ”

This call made Yuan Shikai's heart move, and he understood it in a blink of an eye. Without Xu Yifan to support him, can he eat Sheng Jun? betrayed Xu Yifan again, and seized the Sheng army of the Huai system, he was alone, and the name of betrayal was all over the world, and whoever stabbed himself to death with a finger. Since he is on the gambling table, he can't be half-hearted, and the current situation forces him to be a great hero of this Xu Yifan system!

He took a deep breath and shouted, "Listen to me!" ”

Those who are soldiers admire men, regardless of whether they are a man or not. Yuan Shikai took the risk of capturing Yang Shixiang, and took the lead in leading them to fight devils in the city for so long, I have to say that in the Sheng army, there is already a little prestige. His short and stout figure stood there, shouting loudly, and everyone stopped talking and looked at him.

Yuan Shikai asked loudly, "When is it now?" ”

I don't know who replied loudly: "Lord Yuan, it's three o'clock in the morning!" ”

Yuan Shikai closed his eyes and said silently in his heart: "Xu Yifan, Xu Yifan, I, Yuan Shikai, will keep eight more hours for you!" If you don't come, no wonder me! ”

He opened his eyes violently and shouted, "Brothers, Lord Xu is here with the main force of the Praetorian Guard, and it will be on time at noon!" At present, there are only a few thousand, and Lord Xu has 10,000 tigers, and he is already on the way! As soon as noon arrives, two pinching blows, and the devil will perish! I, Yuan Shikai, promise you here, as long as you keep it until noon, the foreigner will be twelve o'clock! At that time, I didn't see Lord Xu's banner, I patted my ass and walked with you! And I promise you that I will keep it until twelve o'clock at noon, and if Lord Xu arrives, one of the brothers will be counted as one, and each person will be fifty taels! You calculate, this is deducting food, and you will have to get three years of military salary! If Lord Xu hadn't come, you would have taken all the money saved in Anzhou, would it be cheaper? But then again, who wants to move before...... Praetorian Guard! ”

The officers in the two towns were all from the second phase of Nanyang, and the simple young people were stunned when they heard Yuan Shikai's tone of leading troops. Hearing Yuan Shikai suddenly shout the Praetorian Guards, several people immediately stepped forward subconsciously: "My lord, there is!" ”

Yuan Shikai's expression was hideous, and he waved his hand vigorously: "Before twelve o'clock, whoever makes any more noise, or tries to escape across the city, will be killed!" ”

"Yes, sir!"

There was little silence below, and suddenly several voices sounded again: "Lord Yuan, don't you know how to speak?" ”

Yuan Shikai was silent, felt a bayonet on the ground, gritted his teeth and was ruthless, and chopped off the little finger of his left hand! The wound was first stiff, then bloody, Yuan Shikai raised his little finger: "The sky is above, the earth is below, there are three stars above the head, Yuan Laozi doesn't count when he speaks, the whole family is dead!" ”

There was silence below, and he didn't speak again, just lowered his head. Yuan Shikai dropped his little finger and strode back, the army's heart was temporarily stabilized, but the morale of the defenders with the Sheng army as the main force was also weak to a certain extent, although he made a promise for eight hours, not to mention whether Xu Yifan could arrive or not, such a weak and shaky morale could still block the next attack of the devil?

I hope that the devil has also attacked to the point of exhaustion, and he will no longer be able to launch such a ferocious attack as in the middle of the night!

The thoughts in his mind surged, and he completely forgot about the wound, a Praetorian Guard officer came over and pierced his wound, and he reacted, and where he saw it, was the simple and firm gaze of the young man: "My lord, Anzhou is fortunate to have you!" But don't worry, Lord Xu will definitely arrive! ”

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A group of officers surrounded Katsura Taro and argued there. The attack was so bad, the casualties among the officers were too heavy, and many staff officers attacked several times as commanders of the troops. Sitting around here, it's really everyone's blood.

"Your Excellency, we have launched seven attacks, the ammunition is gone, there is not the slightest heavy firepower, we have done our best!

"Qing [***] is too much, we must draw part of the troops of the Eighteenth Wing from His Excellency Kawagami before we can attack!"

"The troops are already exhausted, and they don't have a few hours to repair, so it will be difficult to act again!"

"Or we will give up the attack on Anju for the time being, and retreat to Suchuan-ri to join the 18th Wing...... Join forces in one place, and then decide on the offensive and defensive plans! ”

Katsura Taro sat there cross-legged, up and down the army, and he was the only one spotless. With a straight face, he just listened quietly.

He never thought that Anzhou, which lacked a general to preside over and lacked troops, would be so difficult to bite! And the Sheng army seems to have joined the city defense, and it fought quite tenaciously, trying to cross the breakthrough several times, but was blocked by the shouting Sheng army from the breakthrough!

Anzhou is not down, and all the hard work has become a cake. The main force of the three wings of the Third Division is still in a more dangerous situation than the Fifth Division, as long as Xu Yifan arrives, he will not be able to retreat even if he is afraid of retreating. Now in his mind, the idea of retiring and converging with Kawakami is full of temptation. In any case, let's preserve the 3rd Division first!

But in this way, the initiative in the Korean war situation was lost...... And what they are desperately fighting for is this initiative!

Do you gamble or take a step back?

Just when it was the most difficult to decide, from the direction of Anzhou, there was a sudden loud shout, a little far away, and I couldn't really hear what was being shouted.

All the officers stood up, and Katsura Taro pushed them aside and looked straight at Anju. After listening for a long time, a smile appeared on his face: "The Qing [***] army's heart has been moved...... Let's launch ......"

He turned his gaze to look at the officers around him who were all wounded and exhausted, and then looked at his feet, the soldiers who had retired after the hard fight for the rest of their lives did not care, they were already so tired that they fell asleep, and the wounded soldiers who were desperately snatched down let out a long and short scream that could not be suppressed. The six and sixty-eighth wings, the magnificent lineup at the time of the game, are now scattered.

Although the enemy's morale is shaken, why can't he be tired?

Your Excellency Kawakami in Sukawa should be able to keep it until the end of the coming day, right? If Xu Yifan really flew to Suchuan! Anzhou Broken Qing [***] can hold on to it like this, so why doubt the determination of the Eighteenth Wing and His Excellency Kawakami?

He immediately changed the order: "Boil water, cook, and let the troops trim until dawn...... Eight o'clock, attack on time! Everyone, every bullet, every bayonet must be attacked, including myself! My brave 3rd Division will definitely break the dying resistance of the defenders in one fell swoop! ”

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Sukawari.

Kawakami gasped for breath and slowly sat down behind the breastwork.

It was the darkest time before dawn, and the remnants of the fire could only illuminate the piles of corpses in front of the position. There was silence all around, except for the sound of blood seeping into the soil.

The 18th Wing prepared a secret weapon such as the captured Flying Thunder, and also controlled half of the force as a reserve. Originally, in Kawakami's concept, the front-line troops were shaken, and reserves were needed, so it was almost the same as rushing to kill a few rounds.

Unexpectedly, the first attack of the Janissary Left Association forced the 18th Wing to use all its strength! The number of casualties on both sides in front of the positions is staggering, and it has reached the point of frightening. The Praetorian Guards braved the rain of thunder and bullets, and counterattacked desperately. forced him to keep throwing in reserves, and in the end, even he filled in the breastwork fortifications, and finally fought these crazy Praetorian Guards!

After a bloody battle, only one attack, and now the eighteenth wing is all on the front line, and it has not been completely filled, which shows how resolute and ferocious this attack of the Praetorian Guard is!

Thankfully, there won't be a second such attack. He didn't believe that the Praetorian Guard was iron-clad, the sharpest in the first attack, and paid such a big price. If you retreat, whether it is energy, physical strength or morale, you will already be overdrawn, and it will be difficult to launch a second such ferocious attack in a short time. And time is on his side!

Maybe at this time, Gui Jun has already taken Anzhou, right? Relying on Anzhou, he can fight with the Praetorian Guards until the other party finally collapses! Even if it doesn't work, you can burn Anzhou and retreat from the flanks. Anyway, the advance of the three wings is light soldiers, and the advance and retreat are fast, and if they lose the supply base of Anzhou, what choice can Xu Yifan have? Either retreat to Pyongyang and can only protect himself, or simply run back to China - the eastern front is so open that it is pierced by the 3rd Division, can he still return home along this long flank?

Losing the only Praetorian Guard on land that threatens the Yue army, not only Korea, but also the entire war against the Qing Dynasty and the empire will be a complete victory!

He silently put his hands on his head in the darkness, and read in his heart: "Your Excellency Shan Shan, the contemptible people have done their best...... We may have saved the day, Your Excellency...... Bless you! ”

The main force of Xu Yifan's brigade came back to help, which can only represent one fact, the Fifth Division in front of him has been destroyed, and Xu Yifan can send troops back without any scruples, and the Fifth Division is destroyed, and it is possible that the Jun of Shan County will survive or not, half and half...... In the dark, he has this strong premonition, and Shan County has gambled his surname to buy him this time!

"Your Excellency...... Please wait for me to sacrifice Xu Yifan's head to you! ”

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On the starting position of the Left Association of the Praetorian Guards in Suchuanli, there was a bleak scene.

The six assault battalions were withdrawn in scattered pieces, and morale was low. The officers and soldiers who had been the last bit of strength that had been squeezed out of their bones had lost even the strength to be sad and depressed after they retired. Many fell asleep with guns in their hands. Most of the remaining officers were wounded, their heads bowed and they did not dare to look at people, and the passwords for containment and rectification became weak.

The shooters at the machine gun firing point stared blankly at the infantry brothers who had just attacked, and they also fired all the bullets they carried, but they saw that the infantry brothers had to retreat.

The officers tried to put the ranks together, but everyone was slow and sluggish. In the crowd, a few screams of wounded soldiers occasionally sounded, adding to the tragic atmosphere.

An officer sat there in a daze, suddenly holding his head and crying, and no one could hold back.

Attack so hard, attack so badly, is it still ...... There was no breakthrough. Everyone thought that it was the rearguard of the advancing army in person, but they didn't expect that in front of them was at least one wing joined by a new force!

Xu Yifan was also in the crowd, carrying a rifle on his back, quietly looking at the prospect. Along the way, the officers I met seemed to have lost their sharpness, and they just saluted listlessly. Everyone knows that Anzhou is in danger, and they can't break through Suchuanli, they can only watch Anzhou fall!

What the consequences of the fall of Anzhou were, the Praetorian Guard knew very well. Do they still have time? Flying all the way forward, but this is the result!

Especially when victory is in sight, what you are waiting for is such a loss!

Several stretchers were carried over, and Pu Yang pulled Xu Yifan behind him: "My lord, it's Li Yingguan......"

Xu Yifan's heart was shocked, he called the stretcher, and after a closer look, sure enough, it was Li Xing, who was covered in blood, lying there, he was snatched down by his brothers in the battalion, with several gunshot wounds and bayonet wounds on his body, lying on the stretcher and not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Xu Yifan patted his face, he didn't know what it was like, how many children brought out from Nanyang fell on the hillside in Suchuan!

"Li Xing, Li Xing! I command you, you can't die! ”

Li Xing's lips slowly squirmed, and Xu Yifan hurriedly knelt down and listened carefully to his mouth. He thought that he would hear some battle order from the Praetorian Guards to fight to the death, but what he heard was Li Xing's muttering: "Mom...... Mommy ......"

He saved these children, and he brought them with him. They at least have a relatively wealthy life in Nanyang, and many of them have a lot of money and can enjoy the honor in peace, but for the sake of the motherland who has forgotten them for 200 years, they have returned here without hesitation!

Who the hell has made the Motherland forget about them for so long. Who is it that allows the children who have been exiled for so long to come back and desperately save their national luck. Who is it that makes them have to run hundreds of miles desperately and die in front of this small hill in North Korea?

Fuck the Brilliant Dawn!

He silently patted Li Xing and motioned for the stretcher to carry him away. I didn't tell him to save him or anything. Whatever is the turn, it is fate, including him. Crossing over, embarking on this road of rebellion and seizure, all the way to blood and fire, what is it if it is not fate?

Well, let's see, what awaits his fate!

He stood up and asked loudly, "What about Yunzong?" ”

Before the words fell, I saw that Li Yunzong and Zhang Xuzhou had already strode over, and they stood up and saluted. Xu Yifan blushed with a face: "When will the troops be reorganized and continue to attack?" ”

Zhang Xuzhou was also covered in blood, his left arm was still hanging, and he wanted to speak again. Li Yunzong said coldly: "At least four hours or more, and you need to replenish ammunition...... According to military science...... We were so tired and demoralized that even if we attacked four hours later, could we have the same intensity...... Hardly. ”

Xu Yifan's eyes were like lightning, and he glanced at him: "Are you Li Yunzong afraid?" Lao Tzu doesn't have four hours to spare! ”

Li Yunzong smiled faintly and did not refute.

"You want me to have no doubts about the fighting power of the Praetorian Guard, and now you are beginning to doubt!"

"My lord, the Praetorian Guard is not a divine soldier, military science, it is a very objective existence."

Xu Yifan looked at him and said word for word: "Lao Tzu handed over the Praetorian Guards to you, and it was completely trained by you, I think you Li Yunzong is stupid with those German consultants!" If according to objective common sense, Lao Tzu would not have come out of Nanyang alive, this Praetorian Guard would not have been established, the Korean rebellion would not have been quelled, and there would have been nothing! I only believe that in addition to the balance of power and weapons and equipment, there may be a more sacred thing that allows us to persist in North Korea, so that the good men from all over the world can gather here, and let us do our best to redeem the national luck of this century with the blood in our cavity! ”

Xu Yifan has never interfered in the specific training and command of the Praetorian Guard, and the Praetorian Guards are more likely to see Li Yunzong's stern rigidity and Xu Yifan's good temper when he is always smiling. But at this time, he was as intonate as iron.

Xu Yifan is no longer the original Xu Yifan. And the time is only two years. In the past two years, he has experienced too much.

The night wind swept by, stretching the torches around it. The officers and soldiers who heard it around slowly raised their heads and stood up.

Li Yunzong stood there straight, his eyes flashed like electricity, his muscles all over his body tensed, and he replied coldly: "My lord, we are waiting for your order." ”

Xu Yifan smiled: "You are in command of the Praetorian Guard, and I will listen to your orders." ”

He strode forward and took the position of the pacesetter at the head of the team - he had been a training coach for two months when the Praetorian Guard was first established. Then he took off the rifle, held it in his hand, and said loudly to Li Yun: "Xu Yifan, the minister of the Praetorian Guard, is waiting for the attack order!" ”

No one spoke, and there was silence.

Pu Yang reacted the fastest, and he had already followed step by step, taking the right beside Xu Yifan, and looking to the right: "The Praetorian Guard's pro-military battalion will take Ai Xinjue Luo Pu Yang to wait for the attack order!" ”

Zhang Xuzhou then followed, ripped off the strip of cloth wrapped around his neck, panting and unable to speak for a while.

"Zhang Xuzhou, the commander of the Left Association of the Praetorian Guard, is waiting for the attack order!"

"Zhang Wei, the first standard commander of the Left Association of the Praetorian Guard, is waiting for the attack order!"

"Liu Chang, the second standard commander of the Left Association of the Praetorian Guard, is waiting for the attack order!"

"The second battalion of the left association of the Praetorian Guard is taking Yuchen and waiting for the attack order!"

"Praetorian Guard ......"

One person stood up, and everyone looked like iron, taking Xu Yifan's position. The officers and soldiers around all stood up and gave a loud order, and the lifeless scattered queue just now came alive again, and with one order, it went straight to the depths of the night sky!

One by one, the phalanx gathered, and then formed a dense straggler line queue, the wounded soldiers all struggled to get up and squeezed into the queue, and the Canglong military flag also hit the front of the team!

Under the firelight, these dense straggler lines are like a stream of iron that will never be broken!

(To be continued)