At dawn on the 8th day of the seventh month of the Han calendar, the artillery of the Hong and Lin armies began to fire at the mountain, and the main target was the top of the mountain.

The shells hit the mountain, kicking up puffs of smoke and dust, and the sharp whistling of the shells and the sound of explosions in the air were strung together, making people feel frightened.

Xie Niancheng was in the shelter department, bearing the baptism of the first artillery fire, and the shells fell nearby, making Xie Niancheng feel that the entire mountain was lifted, and then he was thrown to the ground again, collapsing and sinking.

Many of the soldiers in the field of vision covered their ears and looked at the enemy situation under the mountain.

"Knock down the enemy's artillery!" Chen Qin and Wen Deyun ordered at the same time.

The artillery positions of the Hong and Lin armies were two kilometers away from the mountain and were already within the range of the 80 mortars, and the artillery of the revolutionary army, which had already marked the shooting of Zhu Yuan, naturally had the upper hand, and the shells covered the enemy's artillery positions below the mountain with black pressure.

With the lesson of the previous day, the artillery under the mountain was very scattered, so it was not easy to knock them all out.

Huang Xue and Su Wei kept talking to the second and third companies to ensure the smooth flow of command.

The artillery battle didn't last long, the sky was bright, Zhang Chengyue put on a steel helmet, "Battalion commander, I'll go and see everywhere!" ”

Su Wei also took a steel helmet: "Battalion commander, I'll go too." ”

The two of them went out of the shelter and looked at the bunkers and shelters along the dug communication ditch, encouraging the soldiers to prepare for battle along the way. The fighters began to load their bullets, put their grenades in their handy positions, and kept their eyes on the bottom of the mountain.

In the distance, hordes of enemies could already be seen, rushing towards the mountain from a distance with bright bayonets.

Although the soldiers fought two battles, most of them were still very nervous, and the instructors and squad and platoon leaders of each company began to make the final mobilization loudly.

Today, the charging enemy is very dense, and on a front of more than 1,000 meters, the strength of the two regiments appears to be somewhat dense, which also brings a great sense of oppression to the defenders' psychology.

At the front, there were officers with pistols, and from the mountain, it looked like dense ants wriggling.

"Fortunately, there is plenty of ammunition!"

Seeing the impact of a group of such a scale, Xie Niancheng picked up the phone: "When the enemy enters the range of four hundred meters, start shooting!" I'm still the same sentence, don't be afraid to waste ammunition! ”

As soon as the attacking "Guangdong Salvation Army" advanced to a distance of 400 meters from the foot of the mountain, all the weapons on the mountain opened fire together, including the rough howl of heavy machine guns, the soft "click" of light machine guns, and the "bang, bang, bang" of rifle fire, mixed with the explosion of the 60 mortars, which sounded the prelude to death.

After all, the distance was too far, and there were not many soldiers of the Guangdong Salvation Army who were shot, but this disrupted the rhythm of their attack, and the officers could not control the ranks of the troops, and the soldiers rushed desperately up the hill with guns in hand.

These two or three minutes were definitely a journey of death for the officers and men of the "Guangdong Army" who were charging.

In a short period of time, their platoon endured thousands of shells and tens of thousands of bullets, and thousands of people were shot and fell, but most of them still rushed to a position 100 meters from the foot of the mountain.

Seeing that they were about to rush to the position, the soldiers of the "Guangdong Salvation Army" who had become mentally numb after seeing too many people fall down, came to their senses, and they were knocked down in batches, and the people behind stepped on them and continued to rush forward.

The soldiers of the second and third companies began to throw grenades frantically, and set up a wall of fire about thirty or forty meters in front of the position, which swallowed up the last brave soldiers of the two regiments, and the Cantonese army began to break and flee.

This time, the revolutionary army did not shoot the routed soldiers, they were busy changing the barrels of their guns, and the German light and heavy machine guns were good, but they were scalding too quickly.

Seeing that the rout had not yet withdrawn from the firing range, the second wave of the enemy began to advance again, Xie Niancheng shouted, "This will not work, give an order, let Mangzi take the people of the supplementary battalion up to the mountainside, get bayonets, and prepare for hand-to-hand combat." ”

After half an hour of artillery fighting, the artillery of the "Guangdong Salvation Army" scattered everywhere was dumbfounded, and the artillery of the revolutionary army also began to change the barrels.

Chen Qin's artillery crew was very problematic, two of the six guns had been scrapped, and Chen Qin ordered a hundred of them, received rifles, and also went into the trenches on the mountainside, ready for white-knuckle fighting.

The second wave of the Cantonese army suffered more intense artillery fire than the first wave, and the 80-mm mortars and 75-mm mountain guns that were freed up also joined the harvest of infantry lives.

Hong Zhaolin and Lin Ju at the head of Tamsui City gritted their teeth.

Lin Ju had been a bandit in his early years, and immediately noticed the drawbacks of this kind of attack: "Commander Hong, this kind of refueling style of play is not good, let the people behind you go together!" ”

Hong Zhaolin yelled: "Order, let all the troops go together!" ”

More than 10,000 rescue troops from the eight regiments in the back moved together.

Divide the remnants of the clouds, mighty!

At this time, no matter how lame the shooters of the revolutionary army are, they can also hit the enemy from a distance of three or four hundred meters, because the opponent's formation is too dense.

Xie Niancheng scolded: "Crowd tactics! ”

More than 10,000 soldiers of the Guangdong Army rushed wildly under the drive of the superintendent team.

"Hit, hit!"

The orders of the commanders of the revolutionary army at all levels were only these few words.

"It's not good, the barrel can't be fired!"

"Oh no, it's time to change the barrel!"

Such voices revere in various mortar gun groups and light and heavy machine gun groups.

The soldiers of the Guangdong Salvation Army were not afraid of death and quickly rushed to within 100 meters.

Xie Niancheng picked up a pistol in his left hand and a rifle with a bayonet in his right hand, "Guard platoon, follow me to the battlefield!" ”

Walking to the position on the mountainside, you can see that 100 meters to the front of the position, there are layers of corpses of the soldiers who save the Guangdong Army, and the dense soldiers of the Guangdong Army behind are still desperately charging.

This time, the denser barrage of grenades failed to stop the pace of the Guangdong army.

"Can't let them rush into the position, put on the bayonet, kill!"

At the foot of the hill, Peng De jumped out of the trench with a bayonet, and behind him were the brothers of the second company.

Xie Niancheng got up and shouted: "Blow the trumpet, put on the bayonet, kill ......"

"Tick Tick Tick Tick T

Several bugles sounded at the same time.

"Kill—"

Su Huaiyu and Mangzi also jumped up, and hundreds of soldiers were holding bright bayonets, and the fierce tigers went down the mountain to kill them.

Recruits are afraid of artillery, veterans are afraid of machine guns, but everyone is afraid of blowing trumpets.

As soon as the trumpet sounded, it was the most brutal white-knuckle battle.

Xie Niancheng walked like a fly, and quickly rushed out of the position, most of the soldiers who saved the Guangdong army slowed down, and a few also killed with bayonets.

Xie Niancheng's hands flew up, and each thrust brought a stream of blood, and after killing three people in a row, no one in the surrounding Guangdong Salvation Army dared to fight with him, so he turned around and ran.

The other revolutionary army soldiers did not have Xie Niancheng's skills, and the moment the two waves collided, dozens of soldiers of the revolutionary army fell, which was more than all the casualties in front.

The battle line was filled with the sound of bayonets entering the flesh, and the shouts of killing.

The morale of the revolutionary army was strong, the body was abundant, and the victory of the Guangdong army was due to the large number of people, and the battle line was frozen for a while, and the two sides began to use the most primitive white-knuckle battle to decide the winner of this battle.

"Da da", the sound of the horse's hooves is urgent.

The ground began to tremble, the cavalry platoon brandished swords, the reconnaissance platoon danced the sapper shovels, and the baggage soldiers, sappers, and men rode mules and donkeys to kill them from the main road, cutting the front of the Guangdong army like a whirlwind, and also crushing the last brave breath of the Guangdong army.

The artillery and machine-gun crews on the mountain replaced the barrels and barrels, and bullets and shells rained down.

The 10 regiments of the Cantonese Salvation Army collapsed and scattered in all directions.

The soldiers of the revolutionary army raised their bloody bayonets aloft and shouted "Oh ......" to the victory.

The bloody battle was not long, less than three hours before and after, but it was these three hours that the arrogance of more than 20,000 Guangdong troops was defeated at once.

There were a total of 17 regiments in the Guangdong Salvation Army, and counting those that were defeated in Dongshan, a total of 13 regiments collapsed morale.

Under the repeated supervision of Hong Zhaolin and Lin Ju, the remaining four regiments launched another attack, and this time the attack had just advanced to a distance of 1,000 meters, no matter how the officers and the supervising team shouted, the officers and men of these regiments who were frightened in the back just lay motionless on the ground and did not dare to step forward.

After a few shells killed a regimental commander, the officers and men turned and ran, unable to stop them.

Hong Zhaolin and Lin Ju in Tamsui City knew that it was impossible to do anything today, so they only ordered to stop the attack.

"Damn, which part of the officers and soldiers on this mountain are from? So hard! ”

"Commander Hong, I see that they have also suffered heavy losses, they will rest and recuperate tomorrow, and they will definitely be able to take it the day after tomorrow!"

Seeing that the Guangdong Salvation Army had completely given up the attack, and there were only wounded soldiers left on the front, Xie Niancheng was a little out of strength, sat down on the ground, felt like he was sitting in the water, and looked down to see that it was a pool of blood and blood pooling, and his surroundings were densely packed with corpses!

Xie Niancheng stood up and returned to the position, the artillery and machine gunners on the mountain ran down one after another and began to participate in the treatment of the wounded, and the people of the political department began to collect the name tags of each of their fallen comrades.

The faces of the living warriors were all smoked into flowers, their hair and eyebrows were scorched, and many of them were covered with color, but in the eyes of each of them, there was a look that had not been seen before!

Seeing that some soldiers began to cry, Xie Niancheng yelled: "Don't cry, men don't shed tears when they bleed!" Remember the name of every martyr, their heroic spirit, always with us! ”

Xie Niancheng raised his gun, and the soldiers who could move all raised their guns and shot into the sky together to bid farewell to the heroic soul.

After a short break, Xie Niancheng also joined the ranks of cleaning up the battlefield, and on this day, the losses of the revolutionary army were also very great.

13 people were killed, 11 were seriously wounded, and 35 were slightly wounded;

34 people were killed, 12 were seriously wounded, and 41 were slightly wounded; The company commander, Peng De, hung two colors, was wounded by a bayonet in the shoulder, and was hit by a stray bullet in the calf, but he did not hurt the bones.

22 were killed, 16 were seriously wounded, and 46 were slightly wounded; Company commander Su Huaiyu was stunned by the grenade and was fine.

16 troops directly under the battalion headquarters were killed, 24 were seriously wounded, and 33 were slightly wounded; Su Wei, director of the political department, was pierced through the forearm with a bayonet, and Zhang Chengyue, deputy battalion commander, was hit by two stray bullets, all of which were fine.

Nine of the artillery companies and the engineer and baggage companies were killed, 12 were seriously wounded, and 76 were lightly wounded, most of them scalded.

67 people were killed, 77 seriously wounded, and 112 lightly wounded; All were killed and wounded in white-knuckle combat.

The battalion suffered 161 casualties, 152 seriously wounded and 341 lightly wounded.

A total of 654 casualties were inflicted on the battalion.

Chen Qin's troops suffered 65 casualties.

The Guangdong Salvation Army on the opposite side paid ten times the price, and the number of casualties was at least 8,000!

In the battle of Xishan, the general Huang Shi, who participated in the white-knuckle fight, commented on the impact of this battle on the Chinese Revolutionary Army:

If it is said that the army was built in Daheishan back then, then this battle in Tamsui Xishan is to inject the soul of our army!