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"Handsome! Handsome! Handsome! ”

The cheers were earth-shattering. The last essence of the direct lineage, the 3rd and 6th Divisions of the Central Army, the 24th Battalion of the 4th Brigade, 8th Regiment, plus the auxiliary arms, a total of 30,000 elites, spread out on the edge of the Great Plain of North China. At this time, the horse infantry artillery team was pulled out, and the officers and soldiers were enlisted, and everyone stood solemnly, raising the weapons in their hands and cheering to the sky!

Hundreds of cavalry. Wu Peifu, who was surrounded by a straight uniform, galloped past, and a sergeant in front of him held high the flag of the Third Division. The intuition of many years of fighting on the battlefield told Wu Peifu that a decisive battle that would determine the life and death of the direct military group was about to begin. The most crucial factor in determining the outcome of this battle is the morale of the armies on both sides! And the only thing Wu Peifu can do now is to show his majesty and majesty to his army, so as to boost the fighting spirit of the three armies.

Tens of thousands of troops on both sides have been deployed along the plains south of Chaoge (Qi County), the former capital of Yin Shang, and a great battle is about to break out. This time, both sides did not use any tricks, that is, they threw all the tens of thousands of troops in their hands into the battlefield. The left side of the Kuomintang will launch an all-out offensive, and a whole elite division will be pushed through. And the direct line is resolutely resisted, in Wu Peifu's words: "Even if it is the last person, a bullet must be nailed here, and you can't retreat a step!" "As long as they hold out until two divisions of the Anhui system appear behind the enemy, everything will be settled.

The current situation is very clear, and the 25,000 elites of the Kuomintang left faction are already suffering from the enemy from the back of the enemy, and only by fighting a bloody road can they have any chance. And Wu Peifu's direct line is also suffering from the enemy at a larger strategic level, and only by winning tonight's deathmatch can he survive. This cruel era has driven both sides to the edge of the cliff, only the winner can survive, and the loser will withdraw from the stage of history forever!

Every time Wu Peifu walks now, the cheers are earth-shattering. But his brow was still tightly knit, and there was no joy to be seen. Because he knew that the scene of the warrior dying in front of him was just a reflection of his Wu Peifu. His immediate military clique had collapsed after its defeat the year before and had not really risen. It's just that he, the "No. 1 general in China", is there to tear down the east wall and make up the west wall. According to the market of the Republic of China, the 100,000 army must be supported by at least 2 million oceans of food and salary every month, and in addition, it must be continuously supplied with ordnance, ammunition, and military uniforms in order to maintain combat strength and fighting spirit. And it would be good if the oil and water that Henan could scrape out to meet half of the expenses, so how could such an army maintain high morale and strict training? Therefore, all this in front of him is nothing but the admiration and worship of the officers and men for his glory, and relying on this instigated belief may be able to boost morale, but after all, it will not last. If you meet a real rival, I'm afraid you will have to reveal your true form.

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Shizhuang Village, the former enemy command post of the 21st Division.

Luo Yaoguo was dressed in full armor and stood on the roof of the command post, listening to the cheers faintly coming from afar.

"This Wu Peifu must have thought that he had returned to the era of the Bafang Wind and Rain Society in Zhongzhou, right?"

Deng Yanda didn't know when he appeared behind Luo Yaoguo, and his tone seemed to be full of worry. The shouts from over there more or less hit the morale of some officers and men of the 21st Division, and even Deng Yanda was faintly worried in his heart. How can this Wu Peifu be so able to toss? It's all to the point where there is only one breath left, and it can still boost the morale of the army, and it seems that tonight's battle will not be too easy.

Luo Yaoguo waved his hand indifferently and said with a smile: "It's useless, these are just illusions created by Wu Peifu." The fake can't be true, and as long as the war starts and can't last a few minutes, you will have to be discouraged. Can your 21st Division fight, you Deng Zesheng should know better than me, right? More than a year of rigorous training, adequate supplies and salaries, and the ideological education that a few of you learned from the Red Army have constantly brainwashed the officers and men. Can all this be compared to Wu Peifu running out with an old face and pretending to be iron-blooded for a while? ”

"Brainwashing?" Deng Yanda was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Why are you such awkward when you say it?" Ideological education is the magic weapon of people's GCD, and we have learned a little bit and it has been exhausted. It's just that others despise it, why don't even you Luo Yaoguo take this seriously? ”

Luo Yaoguo smiled and did not answer the question. He is not despised, but unwilling to create an all-powerful Kuomintang. The Kuomintang is an oligarchic party, and the same is true in this time and space, it does not represent the broadest masses of the people, but only represents the interests of "sealing, capitalizing, and repairing." If the Kuomintang were to be transformed into an efficient ruling machine, it would have disastrous consequences for the entire country. Luo Yaoguo's ideal in this time and space is just to win a due benefit for the country, and it is by no means to establish a dynasty belonging to the Kuomintang......

"Brother Choice, after taking Henan, what are you going to do next?" Luo Yaoguo seemed to be about to divert the topic, and suddenly asked what to do after taking Henan.

Deng Yanda didn't think about it, so he blurted out: "Then it goes without saying, of course, the Northern Expedition is to fulfill the prime minister's wish for many years." I don't know how many times this sentence has been repeated in Deng Yanda's heart, today is the first time to confide in front of people other than the left wing of the Kuomintang, and it seems that Luo Yaoguo is no longer regarded as an outsider.

Looking at Deng Yanda's look of looking forward to a better future, Luo Yaoguo naturally couldn't bear to pour cold water. Although he also knew that in this era, Yanjing City and the central power of China were really a thousand pounds of burden, and it was also a thankless burden......

"Brother Chosen Son, it's almost about to start, right?" After a moment of silence, Luo Yaoguo looked at his watch, and the hour and minute hands were about to coincide on the scale at seven o'clock.

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In late autumn in North China, the days are short and the nights are long. At seven o'clock in the evening, it was almost dark night. Fortunately, there was a bright crescent moon hanging in the sky, which could send a ray of light to the officers and soldiers on both sides.

Just after seven o'clock in the evening. Bursts of fire suddenly burst out from the position of the artillery regiment of the 21st Division, and then there was the sound of shelling in a row, which was no longer able to distinguish the number! The infantrymen who had already entered the starting position of the attack felt that the ground began to tremble, followed by a series of earth-shattering explosions, which were incessant, and it seemed that there was no time to stop.

The sound of artillery exploded like thunder, sweeping the plains on both sides of the Jinghan Railway. Look at the fireballs rising from the opposite side, and imagine shrapnel whistling and flying in all directions, sweeping across the positions of the direct army, reducing all life there to ashes. For the officers and men of the 21st Division, such a magnificent sight was the best way to boost morale, and it was better than all flashy speeches.

The fate of the direct army was disastrous, as the two sides were too close to each other and there was no time to build strong fortifications in a hurry. Almost all of these whistling shells exploded above the positions of the direct army. The huge fireball accompanied by a powerful shock wave scattered countless small but deadly metal fragments in all directions, and the officers and soldiers directly covered by the cannon fire had nowhere to hide, but could only cling to the ground, holding their heads, and trembling with the names of the gods and Buddhas in their mouths. That bit of morale, which Wu Peifu had managed to muster, was lost as tens of thousands of 76.2mm shells exploded above the positions of the direct army.

When he heard this thunderous shelling, Wu Peifu had just returned to the temporary headquarters in Xiaoshuang Village. This explosion was the most terrible sound he had ever heard in his life! His army was now exposed to the relentless shelling of the enemy, with no trenches, no fortifications, and barely any shelter. Because this is a flat, large plain without a trace of undulation. Wu Peifu realized what a big mistake he had made at this time! He shouldn't have put the front on this great plain at all, as long as ...... Ten kilometers to the west is the edge of the Taihang Mountains, where the enemy's superior firepower will be greatly reduced.

Nearly 30 minutes of artillery preparation was almost as long as 30 years for Wu Peifu and his officers and soldiers who were caught off guard. In total, more than 10,000 shells were fired during the 30-minute shelling, plowing the entire front of the direct army. The first to be shelled was the village of Changtun, located in the center of the direct front, which was also the main breakthrough direction of today, and this small village of only a few hundred households has been completely wiped off the map by thousands of shells...... Fortunately, the Chinese people living in troubled times are quite clever, and they all moved early.

However, the 12th Brigade of the 6th Division stationed here was miserable. The first minute of shelling dealt a devastating blow to the brigade. While hundreds of field artillery shells were whizzing over, the brigade was gathering around Changtun Village to enjoy their "Last Supper." In this era, the people at the bottom of China, who are in extreme poverty, will be an important enjoyment of Meimei's meal and sincerity...... Therefore, the army of this era has to eat a good meal of meat before going to the battlefield. Basically, having meat to eat is equivalent to a signal that you are about to go to the front line to fight. As a result, the dinner of the 12th Brigade of the Direct Army really became the Last Supper, and hundreds of shells exploded around these poor officers and soldiers, who, because they did not have time to build any fortifications, were left to be exposed to heatwaves, fire, and endless "metal storms" except to seek shelter under the ruins of the village.

As soon as the sound of the artillery stopped, the smoke on the battlefield had not yet cleared, and countless bayonets with cold light were faintly seen in the moonlight, flashing and pounced. In this dark night, there is no regular offensive and defensive battle at all, and ...... The other side also did not have time to build decent fortifications. So this time, the 21st Division of the Kuomintang left, at the suggestion of Luo Yaoguo, simply took a hammer deal. Three infantry brigades, nearly 15,000 officers and men, all threw themselves into the charge at one time. After thirty minutes of artillery preparation, a full-front assault was launched to strive for a successful breakthrough. As for what to do after the breakthrough? Then let's look at the fighting spirit of the officers and men who actively strive for victory!

This is the key to night battles and dogfights, and only an army that is bent on winning and putting life and death aside can exert its maximum power in the dark night (if night vision devices are invented, of course...... It's another story). Historically, the standard of night warfare of the Kuomintang army has always been relatively poor. Especially in the later stages of the economic collapse, the night war officers could not control the situation at all, and if they did not do well, a large number of deserters would appear. Therefore, under normal circumstances, the night is always the world of the GCD army, and the Kuomintang army is always in a state of passive defense at night. However, the Kuomintang leftist army in this time and space was an exception, and they still had sufficient resources to ensure the fighting spirit of the soldiers, which, together with the ideological education they had learned from the Red Army, made their army have the fighting will and initiative on a par with the most elite Red Army.

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The sound of gunfire had already enveloped the entire battlefield, and clusters of firelight rose all around, and all around were the mournful shouts of the officers and men of the 21st Division, which swept in with the autumn wind.

The entire battlefield, just as Luo Yaoguo had predicted in advance, had fallen into total chaos from the beginning. In the vast darkness of the night, tens of thousands of elites on both sides were wrenched together, and the artillery was now completely useless. At this time, the command centers of the two sides also became extremely idle, there was almost nothing to command, and there were not many battle reports coming back. The command post of the 21st Division in Shizhuang Village was now silent, and all the personnel were now holding their breath and stretching out their ears to listen to the sounds outside. Only these gunshots, shouts, and screams can give them some insight into the situation on the battlefield.

Judging by all kinds of voices, the 21st Division has now completely controlled the initiative on the battlefield. The nightly scuffle seemed to be in the palm of its hand.

In a hall next to the headquarters, several candles were lit, and the flickering candles lit the room as if it were day. Luo Yaoguo and Deng Yanda are sitting facing each other. It was a game of chess, the only thing found in the house of the landlord's old fortune that could be used to pass the time. A game of chess has reached the endgame, and Deng Yanda, who is holding black chess, is now a big defeat, leaving only a rook and a horse barely resisting. The opponent is strong and strong, with complete carriages and artillery, and a few small soldiers who cross the river without hesitation......

"Brother Choosing a Life or Caring is a mess." Luo Yaoguo pointed to the chess game and said with a smile: "There is no suspense in tonight's battle, Wu Peifu has taken a stinky move, he shouldn't be in love with war at all, let alone fight with us at night." I don't know how he's doing now? Will...... Did we get caught? ”