The revolutionary army led two tentative attacks, the first regiment was almost disabled, and the second regiment waited for the arrival of the third regiment of the reserve. When launching the first real attack, the artillery battalion of the Xu Jiajun deployed in the artillery position of Xiangu Mountain did not bring in the most powerful light howitzers.

On the contrary, the 75-caliber mountain guns, which had a longer range than the artillery units of the revolutionary army, were ready to launch an artillery attack at this time, as well as a mortar battery of the artillery battalion, as soon as the mountain guns of the artillery battalion sounded. The mortars of the mortar companies directly under each unit will let the arriving revolutionary army feel the power of what artillery is full of blows.

With the order of Xu Bin, who had already come to the artillery position, the signalman in charge of the command waved the red flag in his hand heavily. Seeing the red flag falling, the officers and men of the well-trained artillery regiment quickly filled the shells into the artillery, and pulled the cannon rope with the gunner. Ten mountain artillery shells flew towards with a screaming roar, and they reconnoitred in advance and demarcated the revolutionary artillery positions with azimuth parameters.

Chen Mingyang, who was waiting at the foot of the mountain to prepare for the attack, was also waiting for the arrival of the third regiment and immediately launched an attack. When he heard the whistling cannonade, his face suddenly changed and he rushed out of the command headquarters: "Shelling, dodge!" ”

Unfortunately, when he heard the sound of cannonball, the cannonball was also instantaneous. Looking at the artillery position that had been inspected just now, it was already shrouded in the sound of incessant explosions. Chen Mingyang's face suddenly collapsed and said, "The artillery battalion is over!" ”

It's just that this is not the end, just when his eyes were attracted by the explosion of the artillery positions in the rear, the forward army itself did not dig much fortifications. From the hills on both sides, mortar shells fell like hailstones, reaching their crowd.

Before the loss of the artillery battalion could be reflected, the sound of shells on the forward positions once again made everyone turn their heads and look at the troops in front of them as they were enveloped in a hail of explosions one after another. On such flat ground, where almost no anti-artillery fortifications were built, one can imagine how much damage an explosion of this magnitude would bring to the troops under his command.

Just when Chen Mingyang's face changed drastically, he said: "The enemy counterattacked and ordered the troops to prepare for defense." ”

But everything reacted too late, and at the same time as the mortar shells fell, a new group that was already hiding in the bend was already hiding. Under the leadership of the assault team, he used all his strength to quickly run towards the place where the revolutionary army was stationed. When he was less than fifty meters away from the position of the revolutionary army, the officer who served as the assault team shouted loudly: "Brothers, rush! Kill! ”

So much so that the mortars began to extend to the back, and these revolutionary troops, who were still being beaten, heard a burst of shouts of killing. Especially the commandos who were the leader, each with a submachine gun and a 'da-da-da' roar, looking at their comrades who got up to fight back, and were beaten into a sieve and fell down by these commandos who almost forgot to die.

As long as the soldiers of the revolutionary army still wanted to live, they did not dare to stay in front of the line at all, and began to retreat to the rear in groups. With the retreat of the other side, thousands of soldiers of the new regiment have arrived, forming an impenetrable impact net, quickly harvesting the revolutionary officers and soldiers who are constantly retreating.

Seeing that the rout was decided, he never thought that a troop transformed from bandits would have such a powerful firepower and artillery unit. Chen Mingyang finally understood what it meant to lose all the games if one move was wrong. Without saying a word to the adjutant, he helped him onto his horse, and quickly ordered the division headquarters guard battalion to send him back to Linzhou City.

As for the second regiment of the revolutionary army, which was hit hard in the counterattack of the Xujia army, it was also harvested and annihilated by the other side along with the troops. Finally, no one dared to stay here, and retreated in the direction of Linzhou City. As for the artillery attack just now, after being given three shelling by the artillery battalion of the Xu family's army, there was no one to dare to stay on the position.

Now facing this kind of sudden counterattack by the Xu Jiajun, most of these artillery soldiers who have no self-defense ability can't even care about pulling the artillery. Wang Guandong, the commander of the artillery battalion with a reluctant face, and several officers of the artillery battalion carried him like a bundle and fled with the large army.

As for the dozen or so mountain guns in the artillery battalion, now they can't care about it at all. What's more, during the round of shelling just now, many artillery pieces in the artillery battalion were also bombed and almost useless. So, for these artillerymen, as long as they are alive. With the re-equipment of the artillery, the combat effectiveness can be restored. If even people were to take this place, then this artillery battalion would really be wiped out.

Seeing the sudden counter-charge he thought of, he achieved unexpected results, standing on the top of the hill and looking at the new group under his command. When he kept killing the fleeing revolutionary army, looking at the officers and soldiers of the new regiment who were almost out of sight, Xu Bin immediately ordered the trumpeters around him to blow the signal to withdraw the troops.

The Xu Jiajun, who was awakened by the military horn sounding all over the mountain, began to gather the scattered troops in an orderly manner, and the commander of the new regiment, Liu Zicheng, began to gather the scattered troops. While arranging for the main battalion to set up blocking positions at the front, it began to organize other troops to clean up the battlefield. As for the firearms and ammunition that most of these revolutionary troops discarded because they fled, Liu Zicheng did not let go of organizing soldiers to clean up.

Of course, the bodies of the dead and wounded soldiers of the revolutionary army, they did not destroy them too much, on the contrary, they discarded them here. When they finish cleaning the battlefield, people from their own revolutionary army will come to collect the corpses.

Seeing that in the artillery position of the revolutionary army, there were still a few intact 75 Sun Kingdom orogenic guns, Liu Zicheng looked very excited and waved his hand away. The shells that were not detonated next to them were also not let go, and were quickly loaded and pulled back to the rear of the Xiangu Mountain position.

This tradition of not letting go of any useful materials still comes from the current Xu Jiajun, and more officers are born bandits, knowing that everything seems inconspicuous, but it can't be wasted casually. If it weren't for the fact that it would be too much to strip these revolutionary officers and soldiers of their clothes.

Liu Zicheng wanted to order the officers and soldiers to take off the military uniforms on the corpses of these revolutionary soldiers. Of course, the corpses of these officers and soldiers were also not spared, each one of them was touched, and the useful things were collected in the hands of the secretary of the regiment headquarters, and after the war, they were awarded meritorious service according to their surrender.

When the revolutionary army escaped from the pursuit of the Xu Jiajun, and the troops who fled back on the first road, they successfully connected with the three regiments that received orders to come to support. Seeing these officers and men of the two main regiments who could almost return in embarrassment, as well as the division commander who was riding on a horse with a depressed face, the officers and men of the third division and the third regiment knew that they had been defeated.

The three regiments that ordered the reinforcements to pull up the defensive cordon, and began to gather the breathless routs who were constantly running, looking at these officers and soldiers who were retracted, each of them had an expression on their faces that would be the rest of their lives. Chen Mingyang knew that the battle between the two armies would be even more terrifying.

What's more, the artillery battalion that he finally asked for from the commander-in-chief was all left there in the first battle. In the face of Xu Jiajun's complete fortifications on both sides of the official road, it is undoubtedly more difficult to open up this road to Orange City.

Just when Chen Mingyang was worried about the battle behind, looking at the battle damage report handed over by the adjutant, Chen Mingyang was even more painful and even tears were about to fall. In the first battle, the second regiment, which numbered more than 1,000 people, was annihilated by several hundred people. Coupled with the almost disabled regiment, this time with Xu Jiajun, he paid more than a main regiment.

Not counting the many soldiers who fled back, in order to run faster, they lost all the weapons in their hands. Now it is somewhat difficult for these two main regiments, which have almost all been disabled, to merge into a single regiment. This time his battle can be described as a fiasco!

While the people of the revolutionary army were still in a state of grief, the officers and men of the 3rd Regiment, who had already formed a temporary defensive front, saw a convoy on the road in the distance. However, when the people who watched the cart were wearing the military uniforms of the Xu Jiajun, the revolutionary officers and soldiers arranged in the defensive positions were ready to fight.

When they were less than a kilometer away, those soldiers wearing the uniforms of the Xu family army suddenly untied the horses on the carts, and each of them turned over and left quickly. Leaving a few wounded soldiers on the cart who looked like they were still moving.

Chen Mingyang, who had already received the report from the Third Regiment, saw the Xu Jiajun who were riding away, and immediately ordered troops to be sent over to check. When the soldiers reported that the carriage was full of wounded revolutionary officers and soldiers, Chen Mingyang obviously couldn't figure out why the other party meant this when he returned the wounded soldiers to Xu Jiajun.

Until a wounded battalion commander of the Second Regiment was brought to Chen Mingyang, he took out a letter from his arms with some shame and said: "Division, an officer of the Xu Family, let me hand over this letter to you personally." He also told me that we could send someone to collect the bodies of the brothers who had died in battle.

However, officers who went to collect the bodies were not allowed to set foot within one kilometer of the opponent's defensive positions. Otherwise, they do not guarantee the safety of our body collectors. Those Xu Jiajun took away all the comrades who were not injured, and they all packed up their weapons and equipment. Now all that remains is the corpses of our brothers. The subordinate is incompetent and can't be loyal to the chief, please punish me! ”

Looking at the injured battalion commander who thought of the injured battalion commander who had fallen there and turned into cold corpses, he also burst into tears. If he could, he would rather not be sent back here, but would rather choose to be like those dead comrades, who could not afford to fall there forever. It is more humiliating than being thrown on the wagon!

Knowing that the battalion commander in front of him was also injured a lot, Chen Mingyang knew that this battle was not the incompetence of the soldiers under his command. On the contrary, he was such a division commander that he did not find out the strength of the Xu Jiajun in advance. Relying solely on the information obtained by the advisor, the tentative attack resulted in such heavy casualties among the troops. Every time he thinks about it, Chen Mingyang is also extremely guilty about these soldiers under his command!