In the early morning, when the officers and men of the 3rd Battalion of the 4th Regiment of the 2nd Division of the New Army stationed in Korea were preparing to maneuver to the Liaoyang area, they engaged in a bitter battle with the Qing troops entrenched in a town in front of Liaoyang. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The 57 mm and 75 mm artillery shells made a piercing scream in the air, and the black and gray smoke was always constantly exploding in mid-air, which was the smoke of the howitzer shotgun, and whenever the shells exploded in the air, they would always explode thousands of lead shots, and these flying lead shots were the most lethal weapons.

The shrapnel exploded in the air and forced the soldiers into the ground, and the soldiers lying in the wheat field dug out foxholes with sapper shovels, and hid their bodies in the foxholes as much as possible, perhaps most of the soldiers of the second division were recruits, but the training for up to half a year allowed them to master the most basic individual tactics, and as one of the five skills, soil work is naturally indispensable.

Zhao Jiahe, who was holding a Chinese-style rifle, was lying in the crater, I don't know why he couldn't keep his spirits, the sound of cannons and explosions rang differently from early morning, and it has been almost more than an hour now, this will have become a scorching sun, and the people who are exposed to the hot sun are weak, and they want to drink a sip of water, but Zhao Jiahe saw that his kettle was punched out of a big hole at some point, maybe it was broken by the projectile of the shrapnel when dodging the shelling.

At the moment when the shelling was interrupted briefly, Zhao Jiahe raised his head and saw the Qing army a hundred meters away, looking at the heads of people walking behind the breastwork, he suddenly stood up, revealing half of his body in the wheat field. Aim, shoot!

Bang!

In the butt backseat. He saw the head pressed in the ring pause. fell, and in the next moment, a dull gunfire rang out from the chest wall of the Qing army's earthen fortress, and it was in Zhao Jiahe who hurriedly hid.

Burst, burst, burst......

The roar of the hurried Green cannon came immediately, and the wheat field instantly seemed to be swept by a sickle, and the wheat poles flew one after another, and the two Green cannons were jubilant and chirping. The gunfire, which was not too fast, was very special in the dull single Mauser, almost at the same time as the two Green guns were jubilant, and in a tomb a kilometer away, Wang Yiming, holding a telescope, looked very calm, and behind him, four 82mm mortars had been arranged on the position.

Unlike the Qing army, the new army has been unable to provide enough cannons, such as the 75 cannons, which are often used as regimental artillery. Thankfully, however, it is able to provide a sufficient number of mortars. Even as a newly formed unit, the 3rd Battalion was armed with four mortars.

Although the mortar shells using new explosives are much more powerful than the Qing army's camp guns, they cannot provide direct firepower, in the previous battle, Wang Yiming did not provide artillery support for the troops, he has been waiting for the opportunity, the time to open the artillery, and this time is now more and more mature.

"Aiming at the enemy's Grimm artillery position, three rapid fire ......"

When Wang Yiming commanded the artillery company to attack the artillery of the Qing army, in the wheat field, the soldiers holding the guns were crawling between the ridges of the fields, advancing forward, their speed was not fast, and it could even be said that it was a little slow, but fortunately, the half-human deep wheat in the field blocked their movements, so that everything was hidden in it.

"Get as close as possible to the enemy's ......"

Wufu, who was crawling forward with the soldiers, muttered in his heart that as the commander of the infantry platoon, he had not read the lecture hall, but had only received three months of squad tactical training in the new army teaching team, and according to the principle of squad and platoon tactics, before the charge, he must try to conceal and approach the enemy's front line, so as to reduce the time of exposure to the line of fire, in the past hour and a half, his company has approached from 1.5 kilometers away, to less than 100 meters, and only a few people have been injured.

"These guys, it's really cannonballs don't want money, isn't it......"

The sound of the explosion in the air when the shrapnel exploded only made Takefu's heart tighten, although now those shrapnel could no longer threaten him, but it was like firing a cannon like no money, but it could really scare many people, if they were still kilometers away, just such a constant shelling coupled with the strafing of the Green gun, how many casualties they would have to pay when charging.

"Grandma's ......"

Picking up the monoculars and looking at the rebel army looming in the distance, Sun Minglu couldn't help but scold, the fighting style of the North Korean rebel army was completely different from the one he knew, they didn't even impact until now, and they couldn't even see them there.

It must be here...... In the half-human deep wheat field right in front of you, where can you be in the wheat field?

"What kind of people are really special?"

Sun Minglu shouted and scolded, but he listened to it at this moment.

"My lord, the shells are almost finished, there are no thirty percent of the bullets left in the Green cannon, and the brothers have fired dozens of bullets, isn't it ......?"

It's time to withdraw, the battle is so "fierce", it's time to withdraw. But what about the enemy's casualties?

"My lord, respectfully, my lord has severely injured Tang Shun and killed and injured more than 1,000 Tang Shun......"

Just as the compliments rang out, suddenly there seemed to be a dull whistling in the air, which was getting closer and closer, very different from the shrill whistling of the cannons to which they were accustomed.

Suddenly, a violent explosion exploded on the artillery position of the Qing army, and a huge cloud of gunpowder smoke was raised, and the black smoke cloud instantly swallowed the artillery position of the Qing army.

But it was only a moment, almost the moment the shells landed on the Qing army's position, and the wheat field, which seemed to be very silent, instantly boiled - the shrill whistle echoed over the field.

In the piercing whistle, the soldiers who were originally hidden in the wheat fields or foxholes immediately jumped out, they held their rifles, and rushed towards the position of the Qing army, the bayonets of the rifle heads reflected the dazzling cold light in the sun, and in the process of charging, grenades were also thrown out of the hands of the soldiers, and thrown straight behind the chest wall of the Qing army

For a time, hundreds of grenades exploded one after another between the Qing army's positions, and the originally neat gunfire became messy and sparse with the explosion.

"Kill ......"

In the deafening shouting and killing, the Qing army behind the breastwork collapsed instantly, unlike the previous desperate shooting, this will be a desperate retreat, the defeated Qing army almost scattered and fled, discarding artillery, baggage and ammunition, and even many Qing soldiers lost their rifles in their hands, and while fleeing, they took off their uniforms and fled towards the nearby villages.

"The military master spares his life, the military master spares his life......"

Almost as soon as Zhao Jiahe jumped over the chest wall and held up his bayonet and wanted to stab at the enemy, the Qing army raised his hands and kept begging for mercy, and his slightly old face was full of begging humility.

The humble cry for mercy always aroused the sympathy of the soldiers, and almost at the same time as the officers with short guns gave the order, the soldiers shouted for them to throw their weapons on the ground, and as the soldiers escorted hundreds of captives and began to clean up the battlefield, the faint sound of gunfire could be heard from the distant villages.

After two days and two nights of forced marching, Zhao Jiahe, like his comrades, the pain under the soles of his feet was more intense, when resting, Yi stretched his feet flat, and felt that the soles of his feet were swollen and swollen, before this encounter, he had let go of the blood in a blood blister, in the previous battle, he even forgot the pain in his feet, and now the pain in his feet hit again, so that he would have only one thought, that is, to rest for a while, but this is just a fantasy after all, but it was only a half hour of rest, and the company commander's order was given- Go on the offensive!

As we walked through the wheat fields to the village by the river, we heard the noise of many people from the front, and there was a mess. The shouts of women, the cries of children, etc., are extremely noisy and noisy. This kind of commotion made Zhao Jiahe hurriedly open the safety of the rifle and look at the village vigilantly at the entrance of the village.

The enemy soldiers, who had been routed in the previous battle, suddenly fled into the village. Perhaps, they have already organized a defense in the village.

"Pause forward!"

Waving his arms, Sun Yuting lay behind the tomb at the edge of the village, observing the village, where there seemed to be several houses burning, and people running everywhere.

The cries of women echoed from time to time among the fleeing people, and at noon, the cries were so clear, that suddenly there was confusion among the fleeing people, for they found these soldiers in black military uniforms at the entrance of the village.

Suddenly, the faces showed a look of horror, holding the bedding, carrying the pot to flee outside the people fled again, and seeing that the people who could no longer escape, they hurriedly knelt down, and their pale and bloodless faces were full of fear in their hearts, and their mouths were muttering from time to time. Faced with the fear in front of them, the women let out desperate exclamations. The noise and screams made the people kowtow incessantly.

"Master Jun, spare the life of Master ......"

Amid the repeated prayers of the people, the soldiers all looked at them with their guns, and the expressions of each of them were a little complicated as they looked at the scattered refugees, and soon the soldiers knew from the people what was going on.

The Qing army, which was routed by them, looted the village as they fled, robbed the people of food, and even raped the women of the village, and burned many houses.

"Uncle, don't worry, we will never hurt the people......"

Looking at the people kneeling on the ground, Sun Yuting kept persuading, but how could he make these people believe that the new army was different from the Qing army and would never attack the people?

Just when Sun Yuting and the others were trying to appease these people, suddenly there was a sound of horses' hooves in front of them, but the sound of hooves was a burst of shouts and gunshots, and when the hooves and gunshots came, there were also bursts of frightened screams.

"Enemy attack! Cavalry ......"

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