The Qing army was constantly retreating, and Duolonga wanted to open the way to the north and lead a remnant army to move north, so as to relieve the pressure on the imperial court in Suiyuan further west. However, the north could not be opened, and the Qing army ran out of shells, and it had been pushed by the Qin army from the front east of Daihai to the current point.

Balhasunhai is the main battlefield, if it is broken through by the Qin army, soon the Qin army will be able to kill the Alaqi River, and Liangcheng is located next to the Alaqi River.

The battles during the day were very fierce here. It is almost the middle of the lunar month, and the New Year is getting closer and closer, and the goal of the Qin army is to take Shanxi before the year.

The Qin army in the south was too small in number, and while fighting, they divided their troops and deployed, and after taking Taiyuan, they went to take Ningwu and Daizhou again and again, so that the control area and Datong wanted to connect, but they were no longer able to go north.

The Qin army had launched two large-scale attacks on the opposite bank, but they were both repelled by the Eight Banners who were holding on to the opposite bank.

The artillery power of the Qin army is also unsustainable, and it will take at least three days to transfer the front-line artillery group to fight an artillery bombardment smoothly, and if it is to saturate the bombing, it will take at least a week to prepare.

As the co-commander of the Eight Banners New Army, Shu Chun is now patrolling the positions of his subordinates. Originally, there were 4,000 people in a mixed association, but now there are 3,2300 people, and the number of bannermen in it has been reduced to seventy percent of the whole army. There are thousands of people who are absorbed by many armies in Shanxi and Ding Zhuang, and among the seventy percent of the banner people, only half of them are from the Manchurian and Mongolian Eight Banners.

But even so, the situation of its subordinates is good in all the Qing army sequences.

Now, except for the 5,000 Eight Banners soldiers who are guarding the emperor in Suiyuan, all of them are Manchurian and Mongolian Eight Banners, which of all the Qing troops can occupy half of the entire army? Not even Dorona's own soldiers!

Shu Chun commanded a day's battle. He was very mentally exhausted; But considering that the Qin army might launch a night attack, he had to brace himself. Take turns with other officers on night duty.

The Qing Dynasty is coming to an end. Now only this last shred of life remains. Shu Chun can't change the general trend, even if it weren't for this war. He may have been just a little vest soldier all his life, eating and waiting for death, and he was confused. But he is willing to do his best to survive for this glimmer of life.

With a revolver in his hand, Shu Chun walked in the dark on the riverside in the dark. The moonlight was now almost invisible in the night sky, and in such light conditions it was difficult to walk through the potholed trenches, like a blind man, and he could only grope his way forward.

There is a horse lantern. But it can't be used, in this dark night, if the Qin army launches a night attack, the bright lantern is the best target for shooting.

You know, it's the second half of the night. The ice that had been cracked by the daytime battle was now absolutely surpassable.

Winter, it's winter!

The sinister effect of the Balkhasun River is too small.

Shu Chun hung a small leather box under his belt, not a pistol holster, but a jerky for it. It has been five days since the Qing army topped the Balkhasun River, and Shu Chun has been on the battlefield for two days. He had only eaten one hot meal in two days, and the rest of the place was hard and cold.

The steamed buns are hard enough to be used as stones, plus pickle gnocchi, and cold water when you are thirsty. Daihai is a saltwater lake. The Balkhasun River, however, is a freshwater river. Only mid-level officers, those above the rank of squad officer, have jerky.

But hard as leather. Chew a piece for seven or eight minutes.

The center of the defense of Shu Chun's position was a small village on the banks of the Balkhasun River. In fact, there are not many defenders left in the village at the moment. In daytime battles. The site changed hands several times, and the Qin army turned the entire village into ruins with grenades and explosives packs.

And as a landmark-style storage zài. Shu Chun was afraid that when the Qin army would have artillery shells, it would be bombarded violently, so there were not many troops deployed at night. There were not many troops deployed during the long day, and only when the Qin soldiers were coming, the Qing soldiers would quickly enter the village.

After walking around the position, Shu Chun returned to the command from Xin. Alerts were once again strengthened on the position, but nothing unusual was found, and the only thing that could be heard was the snoring of the soldiers, except for the wind.

"Password!"

As Shu Chun walked back to a short distance from the headquarters, the sentry's low shouts were heard in the darkness.

"Daqing!"

Shu Chun answered the password, instead of answering the "it should be" "it's me". Then, with a cat's waist, he flashed into the trench that served as the headquarters.

The roof was covered with a thick layer of loess. Coupled with the cotton blankets hanging on both sides, it can be lit inside. After entering the headquarters, Shu Chun squatted on a mound with a cushion. After an hour, it was not easy at all.

Mentally, physically, Shu Chun was very tired, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. Light a cigarette, one after the other. Time was ticking, and dawn was coming. A gunshot brightened both sides of the Balkhasun River.

Without the officer's howling orders, most of the Eight Banners immediately woke up from their sleep. Immediately, several flares were fired in the sky, and the white flares illuminated the front of the entire position, so that half of the Qin soldiers who walked to the surface of the Balkhasun River were exposed.

At this moment, there were more Eight Banner soldiers who fired, and the heavy machine guns also rang out. Then, Shu Chun heard the loud shouts mixed with the dense gunfire.

"Onboard!"

"Onboard!"

"Kill!"

"Damn it, these deadly little devils!" Shu Chun scolded. "This group of things that don't want the ancestral family and country, a group of cheap goods!"

The Qin army really launched a night attack, and the main direction of attack chosen was the broken position that Shu Chun was responsible for defending, and the attacking soldiers were a group of little devils who would not die in a battle.

The trees on the banks of the river had long been cut down, and the distance between the Qing army's position and the river was very vast. In this 100-meter-wide firing area, hundreds of soldiers in khasun uniforms appeared in an instant on the surface of the Balkhasun River. Rifles with bayonets in their hands, and specially made spikes under their feet, they shouted and charged briskly towards the Qing position, completely ignoring the oncoming rain of bullets. And behind them, on the other side of the Balhasun River, more soldiers of the Standing Brigade and soldiers of the Qin Army were preparing.

"Hit! Beat! Hit hard! ”

Shu Chun picked up his revolver and rushed out of the command headquarters with a few goshkhas. Shouting hoarsely. There is an observation post next to the headquarters.

"Dada...... Dadada......"

The heavy machine gun spewed tongues of fire and roared, like a reaper of life, wantonly harvesting life in that firing area. The scorching warhead passes through the flesh and blood, demonstrating the high efficiency of the industrial age killing machine, in which any flesh and blood body is fragile.

"Smack! …… Syllable! ……”

But the Japanese offensive was determined. The soldiers, half-kneeling on the ice, returned fire with rifles. Although it is far inferior to the heavy machine gun in terms of efficiency, it can still clear the life of the soldiers.

There were also explosions in the midst of gunfire. The soldiers who rushed to the front had already set foot on the other side of the Balkhasun River. Threw out the grenade on his waist. Anyway, under the dense rain of bullets of the Qing army, many assault soldiers rushed to a place very close to the trench.

Shu Chun urgently called people to ask for help.

Flares were raised, and the night sky was as bright as day. The Qing army held the position by the river for five days, and today it was finally unable to hold it.

The war did not happen only at one point, when Shu Chun's troops were still fighting with the standing team, the Qin army in other river sections had already broken through the Qing army's defense line.

War is brutal after all, and it is cruel for both warring parties.

……

The battle situation in northern Jin was due to the shortage of artillery shells for the Qin army, and the Qing army was still breathing a sigh of relief. But what about Xi'an? Xi'an's Ronglu is coming to an end.

As soon as the day dawned, the Qin army's attack began again. As yesterday, the battle was still kicked off by heavy shelling down to a few o'clock. The shells fell from the sky to the position with a whistling roar, and the violent explosion made the whole of Xi'an boil.

Although the walls of Xi'an are indeed tall, the walls are 12 meters high, 12-14 meters wide at the top, and 15-18 meters wide at the bottom. Even if the foundation is broken with explosives, it is difficult to blow up. And the largest caliber gun in Zhang Zhongkui's hands is only 120mm.

After the shells hit the ground, they exploded violently, and the dirt and stones on the ground were thrown into the air for more than ten or even dozens of meters. Then it rained down, and even if the Qing soldiers on the ground were not directly injured by the shells, the stones and clods of earth falling from the air could cause indirect damage to the Qing soldiers.

Only a small number of troops in the Qin army began to be equipped with steel helmets, and the Qing army did not have such equipment at all. Britain, France, the United States and Germany also did neither. According to the historical trajectory, the infantry helmet of modern warfare did not appear until the First World War.

So it was not safe to just huddle behind the tall walls, and the Qing soldiers had to look for a shelter that could provide cover against the rain of stones that fell from the sky. Door panels, wood, pot lids, benches, almost everything that could be covered overhead were taken out.

In an anti-artillery bunker behind the urn city, the commander of the Qing army, a middle-aged military general with a full beard, was looking down at the map. At this time, a Qing army officer hurriedly rushed into the bunker headquarters and handed a note to the middle-aged military general with a beard on his face.

The general's hands trembled after reading the handwriting on the note. Rong Lu ordered him to send troops to reinforce Changlemen. Then why don't you look at the situation of his Anyuanmen? Beiguan has long been finished, the cannon hit the city like a dog, the defenders have suffered heavy losses, and he wants Rong Lu to draw troops to reinforce him.

"Boom!"

A 120mm shell exploded near the anti-artillery bunker, and the ground shook. Overhead, the sand fell down. The officer shouted at the middle-aged general:

"The East Gate is also under shelling, and the shelling is even more intense than here! Hurry up and draw your troops. It's good to let the east gate stabilize the hearts of the army! How long can it last? (To be continued......)