On the barren field, a group of dejected soldiers walked slowly. Although the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info are lined up in two columns, they are loose and loose with each other, and there are even people who are talking to each other somewhere.

"Vigilante!"

Qin Lang saw this scene from the artillery team mirror and knew who it was.

The Northwest Army expanded several times, and the young and strong people in the militia had already been withdrawn. The rest, except for the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, were opium smokers. In the past, they were all cowering in the station, but today such a team appeared for the first time, which made Qin Lang amazed.

Cai Feng put down the telescope contemptuously and said in a deep voice:

"Order a company of fire platoons, the waist of the target militia column, two 60 mortars with an interval of five seconds, two shots."

The militia was still more than 800 meters from the position of the 1st battalion, which was within the range of 60 mortars.

"Boom!"

Two clouds of white smoke emerged from the crowd rolling forward. Just when Tuan Ding was stunned, his side exploded again. Looking at the companion who was still alive just now, it was torn apart in an instant, and the rest of the people let out a hysterical roar.

"Ran away?"

When he saw this scene, Cai Feng couldn't believe his eyes. The Northwest People's League is a fierce existence, how many bandits are wiped out in their hands, who knows that today it has fallen to the point of collapse at the touch of a button.

Just when he was still sighing, he heard Qin Lang's voice.

"Keep an eye on the surroundings for artillery observers, and destroy enemy artillery as soon as it appears!"

In an instant, Cai Feng felt that his face was feverish.

"Commander......."

Qin Lang waved his hand.

"It is the responsibility of the commander to wipe out the enemy, do not be blinded by a small victory, continue to command!"

"Yes!"

Cai Feng didn't dare to wander anymore, he came to the map and studied it over and over again.

"Report, a series of messages. The militia was blocked by the Northwest Army, and they sent some people to guard the outside. The rest have been coming towards us, and the distance is currently five thousand meters. ”

"Boom!"

Before the words fell, he heard a sound from the artillery position, and Cai Feng immediately stood in front of the artillery mirror.

In the continuous explosions, one cannon flew high, while the other had one left to roll around.

"The other party's two cannons are finished!"

The sudden explosion shook Guo Fan's stomach.

Before their mountain artillery entered the firing range, why was it blown up by the other party, they are treasures in the hands of the military seat!

"If you don't destroy this second division, Lao Tzu won't be able to deal with it!"

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth fiercely.

"Broadsword Team prepares!"

Although the Northwest Army was poor, most of the subordinate troops had a broadsword team, and the establishment ranged from battalions to companies. In addition to the iconic broadsword, most carry two ten-ring Mausers, or a flower trap, on their backs.

In addition, before the Northern Expedition, Feng Dashuai received weapons aided by the Soviet Union, and he had a lot of machine guns on hand. The 12th Division is a descendant of the lineage, and the broadsword team is naturally a battalion of men and horses, and each squad below also has a light machine gun. It was with such an existence that the Beiyang warlords fought against them and suffered a lot.

"Master, is it a big fuss?"

The broadsword team is the elite of a division, and it is a loss to fight with such a miscellaneous card as the second division of the Gan Army.

"Fight quickly, if you can't take Zhangye, you will have to run out of food tomorrow!"

Guo Fan said in a deep voice.

After all, Gansu is the territory of Liu Yufen, the predecessor of the Northwest Army, and it is indeed not easy to pull things from him. is a rising star like Song Kangping, and he has to act according to his eyes. As a result, food becomes intermittent.

"Report to the chief, the Broadsword Team is ready, you can give the order!"

Looking at Yang Ximu, the captain of the big knife, the gloom on Guo Fan's face dissipated. This is the person he brought out single-handedly, and he is at the forefront of the charge and battle, and he is also a well-known hero in the entire Northwest Army.

"Kill, don't leave a single one!"

Hearing these words, Yang Ximu had a cruel smile on his face.

After years of fighting on the battlefield, I have long forgotten what mercy is. Today, we must cut off all the heads of these Gan troops, so that the bandits in Longbei know what kind of existence the Northwest Army is.

As soon as he saw the people of the broadsword team take off their jackets, the troops next to them also boiled. They also drew their long knives behind their backs and let out a roar. The rifle bayonets of the Northwest Army have long been exhausted in the Great War, and they do not have good steel, so they can only rely on broadswords to kill the enemy in close combat.

Seeing all this, Yang Ximu felt a sense of pride in his heart, and he waved his hand.

"Up!"

A group of ordinary infantry took the lead in the attack, and their task was to cover the rush of the broadsword team to the enemy position.

The speed of the team was not fast, after all, it was still more than ten miles away from the Gan army. If you run fast, I'm afraid that you will run out of strength before you reach the ground.

"Boom, boom!"

A few more shells flew in the distance, and the explosion would knock down a circle of people every time, and only one could stand up again.

All this made Yang Ximu's heart lift, and he roared loudly:

"Spread out, spread out, run faster, or you'll be blown up."

Gan's goal was to follow up the troops, and several rounds of bombardment caused heavy losses to those brothers. Now only by rushing to the battlefield can we avenge them!

The eyes of the people of the Northwest Army were full of anger, and the steps under their feet were also unconsciously faster and faster, and soon the distance was shortened to 7 miles.

The opposite position could be seen with the eyes, but nothing could be seen except for a circle of barbed wire that shimmered with cold light.

"Boom, boom!"

The artillery fire became more intense, and Yang Ximu, who was old in battle, also felt his eyelids jump.

"Feng army 150 mortars!"

He glanced around, and the troops behind him, only a few people remained, but those Gan troops had no intention of stopping.

", run, run!"

Yang Ximu's voice changed a little.

After destroying the follow-up troops, the next shell will have to fall on your head, and if you don't speed up and get close to the enemy, I'm afraid you will have to finish the game if you can't rush to the position.

"Boom!"

After two more shells fell, the Gan army did not fire again.

Yang Ximu couldn't help but be overjoyed:

"Rush, those Gan soldiers are out of shells, cut off their heads to avenge the brothers!"

Hearing this shout, some of the demoralized soldiers lifted their spirits again. They raised their broadswords and shouted loudly:

"Kill the enemy for revenge, kill the enemy for revenge!"

Closer and closer, the striker is already only 5 miles away from the Gan army. If you push harder, you can rush in front of the enemy. When the time comes, it will be the world of submachine guns, grenades.

"Kill the enemy and take revenge!"

Yang Ximu also roared loudly.

"Boom!"

Another shell fell, this time in the ranks. The limbs churning in the air, all the people were stunned.

Guo Fan threw away the telescope in his hand and shouted loudly:

"82 mortar!"

Who is the person opposite? There is such sophisticated equipment, could it be that the old Maozi from the north has come down?

"Run, don't lie down, spread out, spread out!"

Seeing the rising smoke, his face began to turn pale, and his mouth let out a loud roar, but the distant broadsword team couldn't hear it at all.

Looking at the soldiers who kept coming, Guo Fan grabbed the big knife beside him and was about to rush forward, but he was held down by the guards.

In a panic, the chief of staff of the division shouted:

"Division commander, the broadsword team has posted it!"

When Guo Fan heard this, he grabbed the telescope on the ground.

Sure enough, the broadsword team was still the last mile away from the enemy, and Guo Fan said resentfully:

"Die, kill them all, Lao Tzu will divide the corpses of these bastards and five horses!" (To be continued.) )