Zhang Xiaohuai roughly said about his battle arrangement, on the frontal battlefield, the elite mountain brigade of the Sichuan army was in charge, Wu Peifu and Feng Yuxiang each led a division to defend the two wings, and when the Ma Jiajun attacked, the two wings held on, and the middle retreated steadily, putting the Ma Jiajun in a situation of encirclement on three sides, and annihilating them in one fell swoop.

When Wu Peifu heard this, he shook his head very uncomfortably, and said: "Commander-in-chief, it is a little thin to put only one brigade on the front, although the Ma Jiajun is backward in equipment, but they are all cavalry, they act quickly, and there is also religious control, and they regard death as home, once they break through the frontal position, won't we have to be completely defeated, even if we can hold it, the Ma Jiajun can also withdraw with the speed advantage of the cavalry, it is better for my third division to take on the task of meeting the enemy head-on!" ”

As soon as Cao Kun heard Wu Peifu say this, he suddenly secretly shouted in his heart, don't care about victory or defeat, put the Sichuan army on the front, he will have no loss, but if he puts the third division on the front, if something goes wrong, don't he fold his old book into it, Wu Peifu is good at everything, but he is too proud, can this kind of thing be robbed.

"Ziyu, soldiers take obedience as their duty, and Commander-in-Chief Zhang is prestigious in Europe, that is a real skill, you should be honest and obedient!"

Zhang Xiaohuai smiled and said: "Commander Wu, I regard the Ma Jiajun as a local chicken and a dog, vulnerable to a blow, the most important thing this time is not to give them a chance to escape, so you must do a good job on both wings, as long as the Ma Jiajun is in chaos, you must attack with all your strength, and you must not let go of one!" ”

Zhang Xiaohuai did not take care of Wu Peifu's stubble, but once again emphasized their task, Wu Peifu felt that he was despised, and his face was not very happy, Suo didn't say anything, but he was thinking about how Zhang Xiaohuai would end up.

The two divisions of Beiyang were fully deployed, and the fortifications began to be built on the two wings of the Lane Ridge and the Sandun Battalion, and the Sichuan Army was also arranged, the fortifications were built, and the machine guns and artillery were all erected, and it was actually very simple to deal with the Ma Jiajun army This kind of unit that does not have much heavy firepower is actually very simple, that is, to ensure sufficient firepower output, of course, it is easy to defeat, but it is difficult to want to be completely annihilated, so it is the mission of the armored forces to ensure total annihilation, and Lu Han's tank brigade has not appeared from beginning to end, Cao Kun and the others only knew that this time the Sichuan system only sent a mountain brigade.

Ma Jiajun is also in intense preparations at this time, Ma Fuxiang personally stabbed the knife, formulated the strategy of two wings to contain and break through in the middle, licorice shop is a big station on the Longhai Railway, as long as it is taken here, the connection between the Central Plains and the northwest will be cut off, and at that time Ma Jiajun will really occupy the initiative.

On the second day, the Ma family army was all dispatched, more than 50,000 cavalry black pressure at a glance, the sound of horses' hooves was like thunder, the earth was trembling, the dust rolled up seemed to be able to cover the sky, the cavalry from the birth of the day has shown extremely strong combat ability, the nomads are with the help of war horses to be able to compete with the farming nation, in three hundred years to start with the horsemanchu Tatars invaded the splendid China, so that Shenzhou dust.

Now in the northwest of the land again appeared tens of thousands of cavalry of the majestic team, for the central authority and launched a challenge, Ma Fuxiang carefully observed the opponent's position, and his heart also kept thinking, the Sichuan army can replace Beiyang is not unreasonable, there are a large number of machine guns and heavy artillery on the position, people can't help but feel cold.

However, Ma Fuxiang didn't have too much fear, after all, the gap in numbers was here, Ma Fuxiang waved his sword at the local militia group, "Brothers, don't say anything else, kill all these infidels, this northwest land is at your disposal, you are the master here!" ”

For the bandits, nothing is as strong as the pleasure brought by wanton robbery, these militia groups are not a regular army, usually have no treatment, all pointing to robbery to make a fortune, so when they heard Ma Fuxiang's words, they suddenly screamed, eager to try, and soon these people urged the war horses to rush towards the position of the Sichuan army.

Although the militia was a mess in terms of equipment and training, it had a fierce momentum that was not afraid of death, and several barbed wire fences were placed in front of the Sichuan army's position, which did not know what was going on, so they recklessly collided with it, and the horses that rushed to the front were suddenly tripped up, and the horses and knights fell into the barbed wire together.

Countless sharp points quickly cut blood grooves on their bodies, and all the tiny flesh was scraped off, and the knight tried to struggle a few times, but only to get more serious wounds, and the whole person turned bloody, and the terrible howl made the whole battlefield look extremely terrifying.

After seeing the blood, these militia groups not only did not have any fear, but like the fierce factor in the blood in the stimulation, they rushed forward regardless of it, and the Sichuan army saw the stupid actions of these people on the position and shook their heads for a while, but this is the battlefield, there is no need to sympathize at all, and suddenly the machine guns on the position rang out together, and it was like the sickle of death in an instant.

The Ma Jiajun were all congested in front of the barbed wire, as if they were a mass of extra-large targets, and the machine gunners could kill them without aiming, and soon the flesh and blood made the front of the position blood-colored, and the horses and knights were all sieveed by the fierce bullets.

Ma Fuxiang carefully observed in the back, and saw that more than 2,000 militia groups were consumed like this, and he was also a little scared, and he didn't even break through the barbed wire, which was really unlucky, but these militia groups were consumables, and many of them didn't even have guns, and they didn't feel distressed if they lost them, but the other party's barbed wire was indeed a little troublesome.

Ma Fuxiang quietly sent another 3,000 militia regiments, still still fearless of death, and charged to the Sichuan army's position with all his might, but this time they were obviously a lot smarter, many people crossed the barbed wire with superb riding skills, and then arranged for people to cut the barbed wire with scissors, but this still restricted their speed, and the machine guns were swept over like a storm, and soon the corpses were covered with the ground again.

These high-level members of the Ma Jiajun were not so calm at this time, it seemed that if they didn't take out the things they were looking for, they didn't want to outbeat the other party, and soon the Ma Jiajun once again urged the militia to charge, and then they took out the only two dozen artillery pieces and began to fire at the Sichuan army's position.

The army has not used artillery since the beginning of the war, waiting for this opportunity, how can the artillery of the Ma Jiajun compare with the Sichuan army, the power, range, and accurate surname are all one in the sky and one on the ground, the difference between the two is simply unreasonable, after the Ma Jiajun opened the artillery, the Sichuan army also quickly returned fire, and all the valuable cannons of the Ma Jiajun were all made parts, and most of the gunners were killed.

Ma Qi, who had been watching the battle, also shook his head at this time, "Brother Fuxiang, the gap between us and the other party's equipment is too big, we can't just fill it with our lives, listen to my advice, let's stop!" ”

"Hmph, if you dare to disturb the morale of the army, I will arrest you!"

Ma Qi's younger brother Ma Lin was the same at this time, "Big brother, if you don't make some sacrifices, how can you achieve great things, you are just cowardly and spare your life!" Ma Lin said with some disdain, at this time he looked carefully ahead with a telescope, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, "Big brother, you see that the Sichuan army has begun to retreat, what do I say, these guys are more and more afraid of death the more they are equipped, and our people will not dare to fight when they rush to the front of the trench!" ”

The battlefield is indeed as Ma Lin said, these militia groups finally in the third charge, before the Sichuan army position, the Sichuan army began to retreat in stride, giving up the first-line position to the Ma family's army, Ma Fuxiang and Ma Lin and others finally breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly urged their subordinates to increase their strength to eliminate all these Sichuan troops.

The cavalry was mobilized, the ground shook for a while, the Ma Jiajun continued to invest troops, and soon the originally neat battle line began to sink from the middle, and the strength of the Ma Jiajun gradually entered a fan-shaped area, and Ma Fuxiang and others were not aware of it at all, they had already received the report that the two divisions of Beiyang did not really work hard, but continued to spread outward, which further confirmed the judgment that the other party was not harmonious.

The continuous retreat of the Sichuan army on the frontal position made Ma Fuxiang finally make up his mind to put the real elite forces into the battlefield and break through the Sichuan army's position in one fell swoop.

Tens of thousands of cavalry launched together, the mountains shook, and rushed towards the position of the Sichuan army, Zhang Xiaohuai, who had been commanding in the back, also knew that it was time to go all out when he saw the situation on the battlefield, so that Ma Jiajun could see what war in the industrial age was, and now Lu Han's tank brigade also sent a report, they have detoured back to the rear of the Ma Jiajun, and they can cut off the retreat of the Ma Jiajun at any time.

At this time, all the machine guns on the Sichuan army's position were all fired, and the artillery that had not been engaged in the battle also threw off their arms, and one by one heavy shells were loaded into it, and a 155-mm howitzer shell could kill more than 50 meters.

The soldiers near the explosion site were still happier, they were directly blown into pieces, disappeared, without any pain, and the soldiers who were a little farther away were all wounds left by shrapnel, flesh and blood turned over, internal organs flowed turbulently, some had broken arms, and some had no legs, the only thing that was the same was that everyone had become bloody, and the terrible screams were shocking.

Originally, the cavalry brigade was densely packed with a large area, and a single shell could create a short vacancy, and soon there were people behind to replenish it, the Ma Jiajun was really a brave team, even if they saw that their partners were reached to the flesh, they could still shout religious slogans, and they regarded death as home.

However, on the battlefield now, there is no value in not being afraid of death, the heavy artillery of the Sichuan army perfectly interprets what is called the god of war, and the effect of harvesting life is far beyond imagination, dozens of soldiers of the Ma family army are quickly eliminated.

The firepower of the Sichuan army increased several times in an instant, Ma Jiajun was as fragile as a baby, it was a completely one-sided slaughter, where can the flesh and blood compete with steel, Ma Hongbin barely rushed to the front of the Sichuan army's position, and suddenly a row of black things was thrown to his side, and he didn't know what happened at all, he was blown to pieces by a grenade, and his brother Ma Hongkui had already been killed by a mortar.

At this time, Ma Lin was also hit in the chest by a stray bullet, and the high-speed rotating bullet left a bowl-sized wound on his back, hideous and terrifying, seeing that there was more air out, less air in, and blood foam continued to appear on the corners of his mouth, Ma Lin didn't understand how the firepower of the Sichuan army could suddenly increase so much.

(To be continued)