As the commander-in-chief of the former enemy, Du Yuming was very clear about what was happening on the front line, but he did not stop it, and he did not even send a telegram to Liu Yuan, because he knew better than anyone that now was not the time for the Tenth Army to have a smooth sail at all, and what he had to do now was to fight Jiangxi in one go, otherwise the Tenth Army would definitely be surrounded and annihilated here.

And Yang Chengwu, who was only fourteen years old, also showed his unique military talent for the first time, he was in the trenches, commanding the battle as a sergeant, no veteran felt ridiculous, in this damn era, whoever can lead them to survive can come out, otherwise how can there be heroes in troubled times.

All the offensive weapons of the regiment headquarters were beaten out, and even a charge was organized, although it did not really attack the enemy's position, but the powerful attack ability really frightened the Gui army.

And just when the enemy was tired of dealing with the troops commanded by Yang Chengwu, a little guy, on the flank of the Gui army, the commander of the Ma regiment had already been killed.

More than 100 cavalrymen, when the bullets in the pistol ran out, they carried the saber and slashed hard, and the Gui army was not afraid of death, and he was going to play with the commander of the horse regiment with a bayonet.

Yang Chengwu knew that the road was not good at a glance, and said loudly in the team, "Brothers, the regiment commander is playing with his life in front, and now the enemy can't get out to stop us, and he is not afraid of death to rush with me." ”

Yang Chengwu held the carbine specially equipped for him by Jiang Xianyun in his hand, rushed to the front of the team, and when he saw people, he shot at the point, because of the cavalry in front, their regiment rushed quickly, and rushed to the trench in the blink of an eye.

The demoman was not afraid of death, and threw it into the bunker with the bag of explosives, and the bunkers on the front line were blown up when the bombardment sounded.

The soldiers ran out of bullets from their guns and fought with the opposite soldiers with bayonets in the trench, and a team of more than 2,000 people fought in the trench. And at this time, the cavalry showed his unparalleled offensive ability, and every time he skipped it, someone would fall to the ground.

"Ahh The commander of the horse lost an arm, and blood spurted all over his face, but he still fought with the cavalry.

Although Yang Chengwu is small, he is also a good hand at fighting bayonets, and when he saw that the regiment commander who loved him as much as his father had lost an arm, his eyes were red, and he rushed forward with a howl.

Although the head of the horse has no arms, he still insists on fighting, covered in blood, just like the devil from hell. Every knife drop takes a life.

I don't know when the enemy retreated, Yang Chengwu shouted loudly, "Everyone chase after you, their division commander has fled." "I learned from the prisoners on the opposite side that this unit was a division of the Gui Army, although it was not full, but it did have a division commander.

Yang Chengwu shouted, and the soldiers also shouted, and the Gui army, who was still insisting, could no longer hold on.

Many soldiers ran and ran, shouting, "Our division commander has run away." Our division commander ran away. ”

The commander of the horse regiment in the night was so proud, he rode his horse and whipped it, but he led the cavalry company to keep driving the enemy into the minefield, he really didn't expect the opposite side to collapse so quickly, now he didn't have to go to the minefield by himself, just let these damn Gui soldiers go.

Although one sleeve was empty, the saber in his hand was flying up and down, the war horse was getting closer and closer, and the panicked Gui Jun raised his gun on the battlefield where the bullets were whistling. Yang Chengwu clearly heard a "bang" shot - the bullet hit the chest of the head of the horse impartially.

Commander Ma fell straight from his horse, "Commander! Head! In Yang Chengwu's calculations, there is no possibility that the regiment commander will die in battle, although Yang Chengwu is not very old, he is also accustomed to seeing his comrades sacrifice, but in any case, he did not expect that the regiment commander like his father would suddenly die in battle.

Throwing away the carbine in his hand, picking up a knife, he ran forward, still howling in his mouth, "Grass mud horse, return my regimental commander, return my regimental commander." ”

The anger of the soldiers was not something that a warlord like the Gui army could stop, unless they were the Seventh Army of Steel, but obviously they were not, so they were defeated, and countless Gui troops leveled the mines themselves.

Commander Ma was only twenty-eight years old when he died in battle, and even Liu Yuan inevitably shed tears after hearing that his old brothers died in battle, he was originally going to give these old brothers a personal lesson to improve their cultivation after they settled down in the future, but now he fell, I don't know how many people will die in the future.

This was the first regimental commander of the Tenth Army to die on the Long March, but it was definitely not the last.

Du Yuming was in the command post, looking ahead in a daze, the cigarette butt had burned his thumb, such a shocking battle could be commanded by a regiment commander who usually didn't talk much.

A flood of impacts, a fight of steel, a battle that can only be commanded by a commander with a will of steel, and now he has fallen.

There was no time to be sad, Du Yuming transferred another team to be the vanguard, continued to rush to Shitai, broke through Shitai, and was not far from entering Jiangxi.

Yang Chengwu held the corpse of the regiment commander in his arms, how he hoped that the regiment commander could think of the party representative in the story, the old regiment commander was about to die, and his blood stained my military uniform, which is the inheritance of revolutionary blood.

The regimental commander took my hand, looked at me earnestly, took the pistol from his bosom and handed it to me, dear soldier, I am going to die, you must continue to fight for me, you are our hope.

It's just a few words, but the regiment commander just doesn't want to say it to himself, his body began to be cold, and at this time Yang Chengwu had a shocking remorse in his heart, it's all the damned Gui Jun, it's all the damn Chiang Kai-shek who killed his regiment commander, they all have to die, and he has to avenge them no matter what.

After breaking through the first blockade, the soldiers' advance speed was significantly faster, and after many years, General Yang Chengwu recalled in his memoirs, "When I was young, I broke through with the large army, and I thought I was quite talented, but because of my indiscriminate command, I killed the regiment commander, and for a long time after that, I had no confidence in the command." But I have seen General Pan Xingguang's art of command, he used 5,000 men to chase after the opponent 30,000 people, this is the first time I have seen what is called the art of war, it turns out that war can be fought in this way, the sound of the east and the west, the central breakthrough, the concentration of firepower and suppression, all kinds of endless means, so that the enemy completely collapsed.

However, more and more people died in the war, and the party representative of Pan Xingguang's regiment was killed by Pan Xingguang's side, and the enemy's sniper shot him in the head, which was the second colonel we have died since the Long March.

Life never ends, and the battle never stops.