Ma Jiajun's fierceness was not afraid of death, and Xia Xinsheng was in the arms, and the signal flag behind him shook again. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The formation of the info armored car changed again, forming a large formation of three zigzags, covering each other with the infantry, and slowly advancing towards the three-way cavalry. The Flying Thunder Cannon was constantly dropping explosive packs into the dense cavalry charges. The heavy machine gun did not feel sorry at all, and the ammunition was poured on the cavalry. Later, Zhao Zhangcheng led the artillery to operate the mortar, and the artillery was put away one after another. The first shell had not yet landed, and the second shell followed closely behind the opposite head.

The embarrassment of the traditional cavalry is undoubtedly revealed at this time, as long as the ammunition on the opposite side is enough when the formation is dense, the machine gunner does not need too much skill, and he holds down the muzzle of the gun and slips a little past, as long as the place is not too bad, the cavalry will inevitably be killed and wounded. The formation is not dense, and there are not so many people at once, and the other party has no pressure at all, but there are occasionally a few fish that slip through the net, and it is not so difficult to clean up.

But then again, at this time in China, the cavalry was still a magic weapon, and there were few armies that could have the money to restrain the cavalry. It just so happened that today's Red Star Column was fortunate enough to be one of them, and most of the heavy firepower of the three divisions of the Northeast Army was concentrated, and the cavalry charge was no different from looking for death. To say that the artillery Ma Jiajun also has it, but the curved artillery wants to shoot at moving targets, which is a complete joke. The world is huge, and the car soldiers can maneuver as much as they want.

What's more, the artillery that has been strengthened behind him is not dry, with Zhao Zhangcheng, a god who has completed the art of artillery, as long as the cannon of the Ma Jiajun sounds, the shells here will chase it over. Seeing that the artillery had no effect on the armored car, the cavalry general scolded in a low voice, changed the style of play again, and the cavalry formation changed, dozens of horsemen were divided into formations, and several small groups of men and horses were formed, maneuvering from different directions to approach the armored car, and when they came to within seventy or eighty meters, they drew a grenade, and urged the war horse to rush forward a few steps, and the people borrowed horsepower to throw the grenade.

The shortcomings of the Red Army's upward offensive were exposed, and many of the dozens of grenades exploded halfway through, but a few were lucky enough to fly on the roof of the car and explode. The explosion of the grenade in the air was no joke, when the first car was killed and wounded, and the machine gun was also muted for more than ten seconds, before it was fired by the soldiers with shrapnel all over the body, even with great perseverance, it still could not compete with the laws of nature, the gun was fired intermittently, and the muzzle of the gun was sometimes high and sometimes low. Rushing up from behind, one rushed to the front, and with the infantry quickly climbed up a few fighters, placing the wounded aside, and the machine gun returned to a tricky and ruthless style.

Xia Xinsheng was on the roof of the car at the rear, and after a little thought, he gave the order again, and the soldier holding the signal flag quickly conveyed the order, leaving a battalion of troops in the formation to protect him, and the artillery kept pouring shells forward. The rest of the men and horses carried heavy machine guns mounted on the cart and pushed the flying thunder cannon with a grunt to quickly rush up to protect the car within more than 100 meters in front of them. Don't give Ma Jiajun a chance to repeat his old skills.

At this point in the battle, the offensive of the Ma Jiajun was no longer able to sustain, and it was forced to retreat again and again by the dense firepower, and in less than a minute, the small hillside was declared to change hands. Ma Jiajun abandoned the Red Army and ran towards his own position. The flag that went up to the top of the mountain waved again.

The rear team escorted the artillery to slowly drive to the hillside and build an artillery position. The flexible mortar did not have high requirements for the position, and as soon as they went up to the mountain, they began to fire artillery at the Ma Jiajun who were attacking the Qingyang position. The Ma Jiajun, which had enemies in front and behind, could no longer continue the offensive, and the commander in front of him was also a decisive person. Seeing that he couldn't please him, he simply abandoned Qingyang, stabilized the formation and slowly went south.

In order to prevent fraud, Xia Xin suppressed Zhong Wei who was about to move, and divided several companies to go forward to seize the key points. When everything was done, Xia Xinsheng called He Zhuguo to come, looked at him seriously and said: "More than half of our promise has been completed, it's time for you to fulfill your promise, and you know the consequences of whether it can be achieved or not." ”

He Zhuguo nodded and said firmly: "Send me into the city." ”

Xia Xinsheng nodded, and He Zhuguo walked towards the city accompanied by several comrades. Guo Xipeng, the commander of the Third Cavalry Division of the Northeast Army, had already led the division personnel to ride out of the city gate, He Zhuguo saw it from a distance, laughed a few times, made a gesture of invitation to the comrades behind him, and galloped first.

Xia Xinsheng saw through the telescope that the two soon met in front of the battle, and Guo Xipeng gave He Zhuguo a military salute and dismounted to greet him, followed by Deputy Division Commander Zhang Chengde and Chief of Staff Meng Shaozhou. Among the three, except for Zhang Chengde, who died heroically at the beginning of the anti-Japanese war, the rest of them all revolted against our army in the later Liberation War.

It's just that now, although the two armies have contact, their mutual understanding is not deep, not to mention that Zhang Shaoshuai is not in prison. It is too early to say that the officers and men of the Northeast Army have obviously come to vote when they see our army. Naturally, there is no one on the side of the Red Army who is not nervous, and no longer afraid of death is not willing to be destroyed by guns and guns. Chen Geng and Zhong Wei both came to Xia Xinsheng's side and watched nervously with binoculars.

At this time, although the feudal dynasty has been overthrown for decades, but the traditional Gangjilun is still there, and the way of loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness still affects the descendants of Yan and Huang, even after the founding of the People's Republic of China for decades, this influence has not been eliminated in a real sense. It doesn't matter if it's the essence or the dross. are all soaked in the bones of the children of China. Even the great grandfather, who hated Confucius deeply, inevitably had people around him who were as loyal as a king. Needless to say, Admiral Xu, who was favored by the great grandfather, is proof of this.

This is also the place where Xia Xinsheng has no bottom in his heart, but he is too far away to hear the communication on the other side, and can only judge from the expressions of several people. The faces of the three people who came out to greet him were different, sighing, indignant, and angry. Although the Northeast Army was really shocked to fight under the urgency and desperateness just now, it was just a matter of who was right, and it was just a common thing to die with the enemy in the Red Army, although I was a little surprised by the Northeast Army that suddenly had a soul, but it was not enough to let this group of proud soldiers in the Red Star Column who had not tasted defeat really treat them as dishes.

But the three people of the Third Cavalry Division of the Northeast Army don't think so, pointing at the soldiers of the Northeast Army on the position, it should be the vigorous morale that has just erupted, which makes their waists stiff again, and they don't want to turn against their young marshal so easily.