After Lao Yue finished shouting, he suddenly turned around and ran! There was an uproar on the position, and when the Russians saw that the action had been discovered, they no longer hid themselves, and the Russian colonel picked up a pistol and shot it here: "Ula! ”

"Ulla!"

More than a thousand Russian soldiers pounced fiercely!

Zhen Sanshan got up from the ground with a bone, his reaction was quite fast, he took out a pistol and shot it, killing Lao Yue who was running backwards, and then shot and killed a few people whose first reaction was to flee, and finally made those soldiers stop: "Don't run the fuck!" Whoever dares to run away will kill him now! Shoot me! Beat! ”

The soldiers were stunned for a moment, and when they saw several corpses lying on the ground, they finally gave up the idea of fleeing for a while, and threw themselves into their positions and shot at the Russians.

The Russians rushed too fast, and it was also discovered too late by the Beiyang Army. Lao Maozi's grenades flew into the positions of the Beiyang Army one by one, and the two heavy machine guns were killed by the Russians just after a few sounds.

And many soldiers of the Beiyang Army were hit by the flying bullets before they even found out where to put their weapons, and they had no way to stop the Russian assault!

"Mahler's eight!"

Seeing that the Russians were getting closer and closer, Zhen Sanshan simply stood up straight, raised his head and shot the guy who rushed the fastest, and then rolled to the ground in a hurry.

Zeng Xiaoliang finally knew that Zhen Sanshan Weishenme would be afraid, he was trembling when he went to the battlefield for the first time, the bullet whizzed past him, and he felt that the Russians on the other side seemed to be more terrible than death. He tried to aim his gun at a Russian, but the muzzle of the gun kept shaking, and his fingers couldn't pull the trigger at all.

Zhen Sanshan smiled when he saw him like this: "Xiucai, are you afraid?" ”

Zeng Xiaoliang nodded subconsciously, not knowing what to say. Zhen Sanshan smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Give you a task, go back and inform General Wu." Let's just say that the Russians are coming. ”

Zeng Xiaoliang was stunned for a moment, although he was afraid, but it didn't affect his IQ at all, do you want to notify him later? As soon as the gunshots rang out, they must have known.

"You're asking me to be a deserter?"

Zhen Sanshan smiled: "Let's go, this is really not a place for you showmen." ”

Zeng Xiaoliang was still thinking about saying something more, but Zhen Sanshan pointed his gun at him: "This is my order!" What can you do here? I also want Lao Tzu to take care of you. ”

Zeng Xiaoliang felt very uncomfortable in his heart, he was really useless as a scholar! He was a little remorseful, weishenme didn't learn to shoot well this time, weishenme's own hands shook so badly just now?

Before Zeng Xiaoliang could leave, a Russian soldier rushed into the middle of their position. With a bayonet, he poked a soldier in half!

Zhen Sanshan threw away his rifle and pulled out the machete he had been using from behind him: "Brothers! Fight with the Rakshasa Ghost! ”

Go up and cut off the head of the Russian soldier from the neck with a single sword! The blood rushed that skull so high! Zeng Xiaoliang suddenly had a feeling of wanting to vomit, and his stomach was tumbling for a while!

"Stay out of the way!"

Zhen Sanshan kicked him to the ground, and just as he fell to the ground, a cold light seemed to wipe the top of his head.

Although Lao Maozi was caught off guard by Zhen Sanshan, after the melee between the two sides began, because there were many soldiers in the Beiyang Army after all, and the physical strength of the Russians was also very expensive, although they were killed one by one on the battlefield, these people in Zhen Sanshan did not suffer!

For a while, they were still playing very loudly. The Russian soldiers who were put into the position even had a faint sense of jiashi that was about to be driven out. It's a pity that it's not their unit that is not ready for battle, and the troops behind are also in a state of laxity, and the gunfire from the front side came, and the Beiyang soldiers didn't know what to do after crawling out of the bed!

The panicked running of those ordinary people also greatly hindered Wu Peifu's military dispatch. Many soldiers of the Beiyang Army ran with the panicked crowd!

Without the Russians to fight, they themselves will be in a mess, and there will be no way for the troops to gather at all! Cao Kun's whole person was already mixed up, and he didn't know what to do. Wu Peifu can't organize resistance even if he wants to!

The Russians have not yet seen the shadow, some of the troops have already begun to run back, and some of the troops cannot find out where their commander is! Some generals wanted to take their troops to resist. But they had no way to get in touch with Cao Sanye at all!

When the surging flow of people overwhelmed them all at once, they could only be dragged backwards, and slowly the anger in their hearts because of their unwillingness turned into fear, and they began to run hard, enveloping away others who wanted to resist.

Zhen Sanshan held out for more than ten minutes, and with the Russian troops on the left and right flanks entering one after another, he couldn't fight anymore. His brothers died one by one, and it seemed that all the Russians were on the battlefield, and no one in the rear came to reinforce him, and slowly, he couldn't fight: "Withdraw!" All to Lao Tzu to retreat! ”

He started to run backwards if he could run, but Zeng Xiaoliang was still by Zhen Sanshan's side, following him with a rifle, and the bayonet on the head of the gun was also dripping with blood.

Zhen Sanshan glanced at him: "Xiucai, you can go." ”

"I'll go with you!"

Zhen Sanshan smiled: "After Lao Tzu breaks it off for you, your Xiucai's life is worth it, hurry up!" ”

Soon, the entire position had fallen into the hands of the Russians, and Zhen Sanshan also fell to the ground and could not get up. In front of him fell more than a dozen Russian corpses, the blades of the machete already rolled up.

A circle of Russian soldiers surrounded him with guns, his hands on the ground again and again, trying to support his body, but he couldn't succeed. The Russian colonel walked over and stomped on his head with his foot, and Zhen Sanshan's body twitched a few times, still desperately struggling upwards.

A grunt came out of his mouth: "Uh......."

The colonel pulled out a pistol and pointed it at his head, "Bang! With a thud, his legs shook and he couldn't move.

Heavy machine guns? The Russians have. Light machine guns they also have! It's all on the ground, just pick it up. There was also artillery, the artillery of the Beiyang Army was in the middle of the road, and the artillery had already disappeared when the Russians rushed to the artillery.

German reporter Maittle couldn't believe what he saw at this time, originally the Beiyang Army had also arranged a special unit to protect them reporters from Beijing, but now he couldn't find where that force was!

The surrounding Chinese panicked one by one. When the Russians came up from behind, Myrtle hurriedly took out his press card and hung it around his neck, put his hands on the back of his head, and remained motionless. A few reporters followed his example, and a few people stood next to a cannon discarded by the Beiyang Army on the side of the road.

When a Russian GI rushed over, he saw a figure here busily turning his gun, and Myrtle hurriedly shouted: "Reporter! Reporter! ”

The Russian soldier hesitated, then moved the muzzle of his gun away from him and continued his pursuit. They started shouting whenever the Russians came behind them, and no one really shot at them.

But the Chinese on the side were very unlucky, and those Beiyang Army soldiers needless to say, the Russians would not show mercy. Some Chinese refugees were also slaughtered, and Myrtle saw the Russians gather a group of Chinese who had not escaped. Then set up the heavy machine gun they had just gotten from the Beiyang Army and start firing!

And the Russian captain, after killing everyone, actually told his companions that he was trying to test the performance of the machine gun.

By the time Gulegrevich entered the battlefield, the soldiers of the Beiyang Army had basically been killed, and the Russians were doing what they wanted to do. As soon as he saw the foreigners standing with Myrtle, Gulegrevich ordered the killing to stop: "Let the soldiers restrain themselves!" There are journalists here! ”

The colonel hurriedly stopped the killing, and quickly counted the results.

This time, the Russian soldiers suffered more than 200 casualties, and the results made them feel excited! The remains of the Beiyang Army left on this battlefield alone reached more than 7,000, and 400 heavy machine guns, 200 light machine guns, more than 30,000 rifles, and countless ammunition were captured!

Most importantly. They captured more than 1,300 guns of various types! You must know that this time the Russians were sponsored by Britain and France, and it was only 200,000 troops with 3,000 guns! That's a third, and many of them are up to date, much to the delight of Gulegrevich!

I'm going to be promoted, I'm definitely going to be promoted!

"Send a telegram to the commander to report our gains. We had a very big win! I believe that the commander will praise us. Now it's time for the soldiers to rest, and we're here waiting for General Akpolier to arrive before deciding whether to launch an attack on Jianchang. ”

Gulegrevich has already started celebrating the victory.

Indeed, according to the war practices of Shijie countries, at this time, the side that generally attacked already had the capital to celebrate. But Gulegrevich didn't realize it at all. China is a magical country, and the thinking of the Chinese is completely different from that of their European military strategists, especially Cao Kun, who is very traditional. Chinese soldiers with strong feudal political overtones.

When the Russians were ready to rest, Cao Kun had just made up his mind to fight!

The third master is really not good at fighting, and his political skills are not too clever. But the third master can see people, he not only sees Wu Zhaolin and Wu Peifu clearly, he knows Yuan Shikai better!

The third master knew that he couldn't go back to Beijing.

If Russia didn't chase him, he could take the troops to withdraw from Jianchang according to Lao Yuan's order, and there would be nothing. But the Russians chased the third master to a dead end!

Lost all the artillery fire, capital offense!

lost the people, Lao Yuan will definitely find someone to come out and top the black pot!

If you lose those reporters, someone will definitely stand up and take responsibility!

The most important thing is that they lost the hearts of the people in this battle! Just now, when San saw an old man crying with the body of his little grandson who was trampled to death, he wanted to comfort him, but the old man spat at Cao Kun in the face.

The surrounding soldiers all raised their guns and pointed them at the old man, but the old man sneered twice and was not afraid: "Are you holding a gun in your hand?" Are you fucking soldiers?! ”

This sentence made all the soldiers' muzzles droop, and Cao Kun figured it out, there must be more people in the gate who wanted to ask this question! Who will answer?

Yuan Shikai? The third master knew that Uncle Yuan would not be so righteous and settle this matter for himself. He can be 100% sure that once he arrives in Jianchang, he may be escorted back to Beijing immediately! Then, perhaps, there is no then for yourself.

The third master wiped off the foam on his face, stood up, and turned his head to look at Wu Peifu, who had been following him: "Ziyu, can you still fight?" (To be continued......)