After the 1st Brigade adjusted its posture, it still attacked with the strength of three battalions and the six infantry battalions of the brigade in turn, and launched a continuous attack on Zhangjiabao.

This time they paid attention to the coordination of firepower. Although the resistance of the Northern Army was still stubborn and was defeated several times, it also caused great casualties to the Northern defenders.

The starting positions of the troops have been pushed closer and closer. By the time it got dark, the southern wall of Zhangjiabao had been bulldozed by artillery fire.

The infantry poured into the town and engaged in street fighting with the Northern Army. The Northern Army organized several counterattacks towards the breakthrough, but they were all defeated.

No one wanted to withdraw, and the artillery fire, after the two armies scuffled together, also lost its effect, and both sides stopped firing.

In Wang Feng's memory, although the combat effectiveness of the Northern Archery Army was good at that time, it had never been tenacious to this point.

The fighting in the streets was even more fierce and brutal, with small groups of infantry on both sides intertwined in the ruins of the houses, wrestling with rifles, bayonets, fists, and teeth, and killing bullets seemed to be fired from every corner, and in every ruin there seemed to be a dying Northern army.

In the night, the fire of Zhangjiabao soared into the sky, and the shouting of killing sounded here for a while, and then broke out over there, and the firelight was reflected on the shallow flowing canal water, just like the blood light of a river.

The 1st Brigade and the 19th Northern Regiment were like two exhausted fighters, although they had squeezed out the last strength in their bodies, they still looked at each other and refused to give up.

At this point, there is no technical work left.

The street fighting at night lasted until dawn, and both the 1st Brigade and the 19th Regiment lost too much blood. The First Brigade may still have some stamina, but the Northern Army really has no strength.

When the teaching regiment wore the armbands that had just been made and poured into Zhangjiabao Town like a tide, the organized resistance of the 19th Regiment was finally crushed.

The battle turned into a village clearing battle for the officers and men of the First Division, and finally the Northern Army began to surrender in twos and threes.

They have never fought such a cruel and fierce battle, the battle of Zhangjiabao, after the battle, is no longer military quality, but determination, courage and fighting spirit.

The 1st Division won the victory, and the main forces of the 19th Regiment of the 6th Northern Army finally fell in front of the 1st Division.

When there were still four hours left before Wang Feng's time limit, Wang Feng's riding boots had already stepped on the canal railway bridge, and Zhangjiabao was behind him, which had been beaten into ruins.

The Northern Army was not in such a good mood to evacuate the residents of Zhangbao Town, and after this battle, the people also suffered heavy casualties.

Wang Feng glanced at Zhangjiabao, and continued to drive to Xuzhou without looking back, he knew that even if he dismounted at this time to help the villagers take care of the corpses and deal with the aftermath, the villagers would not be grateful to him, and would even treat him as an enemy.

Wang Feng knew what he should and shouldn't do at this time, and now was not the time to be a bodhisattva.

The 2nd Brigade passed through the 1st Brigade that was being organized, and as the vanguard of the whole division, it was rolling towards Xuzhou.

In the direction of Xuzhou not far away, thick smoke had already risen, and it seemed that the northern troops preparing to retreat were burning things.

Wang Feng looked at the mounted military police platoon of the division headquarters with a straight face, and sent around to urge the troops to speed up their actions.

Gu Zhizhong rode over very unskillfully, and the corpses piled up in a sea of blood along the way made this reporter's face very ugly.

He originally thought that Bengbu had fought badly enough, but he didn't expect that in the town of Zhangjiabao, the fighting for a day and a night was ten times more tragic than that of Bengbu.

When he came, it was Wu Wencai who was reporting the casualties and results to Wang Feng.

"After a preliminary count, the 1st Brigade has lost 431 loyal and brave officers and soldiers in battle, and the wounded cannot be fully counted yet. The Beiyu army was completely annihilated by us, two battalions and a company, as well as a number of Jiang Defense Army, more than 1,000 were killed and wounded, and more than 600 people were captured............"

His tone was low, and the battle was fought several times, and for the first time the number of casualties exceeded the number of prisoners.

The casualty figure of his own first brigade also reached 3o%, and this battle was too fierce.

Wang Feng couldn't figure it out, the Northern Army had never been so tenacious in his memory.

Why did you fight like this time?

Is Yuan Shiren going to demonstrate to him? Show the combat effectiveness of the army of the Old North?

He shook his head and didn't think about it, anyway, there was no problem with Xuzhou taking it!

He glanced at Gu Zhizhong, and the white guest who was supposed to be following them didn't follow.! He was slightly surprised: "Brother Gu." What about Miss Shen and the White Guard? Didn't I get her back from Director Mu? When Xuzhou is defeated, it is time to send the two of them away. ”

Gu Zhizhong looked at the bloody scene on the battlefield and did not answer Wang Feng's question: "When you arrive in Xuzhou, do you still have to fight such a big battle?" ”

Wang Feng smiled slightly, but his expression didn't show the slightest joy: "The strength of the north in Jiangnan Province has been completely broken by me, Xuzhou, I can be sure that I can go down without a fight." This is a civil war, and I don't want to fight such a terrible battle............"

He stopped the topic, nodded slightly at Gu Zhizhong, and galloped forward with his horse.

Only the reporter was left there looking around blankly.

Wang Feng's horse galloped faster and faster, surrounded by a long dragon marching towards him, the winter wind cut his face like a knife, and several guards followed him closely.

It has been two years since I arrived in this world, and I have become such an identity and status through my familiarity with history, and countless people and things have poured in front of me.

As soon as he gives an order now, 20,000 people will charge for him, and every choice he makes may have an impact on the future.

I quickly got used to the high position, and I also got used to the pleasure of holding power in my hands.

In Jinling City, in Bengbu, and in Zhangjiabao Town, the bloody battles of his subordinates all the way made his heart harden a lot, and he would no longer be shocked and saddened by the number of casualties.

After paying so many sacrifices, he wanted to get something even more, in such a big time. He had fully integrated into it, and the past experiences seemed as far away as the things of the previous life.

You want to gain more power! You have to occupy a bigger territory! I want to make more careers! This future is going to be a little different because of its own existence!

Yesterday, when the First Brigade charged to the death in Zhangjiapu Town, Wang Feng was trembling with excitement in the telescope.

Such a tragic battle seemed to him to be the most prosperous sacrifice. The first division will be tempered in blood and fire, and he has become more and more scheming along the way.

Wait until the territory of North Jiangsu Province is taken down, and see how you arrange it! If you don't make a career in this great era, how can you be worthy of this fresh life and so many dead brothers?

Thinking of the complex situation he was about to face, he didn't feel pressure, only an urge to throw himself into it.

Let's make the trend of the big time more violent!

Shen Yi has been busy in the field hospital for the past few days, and Wang Feng was reluctant to come back the day before, and politely asked her to be placed in the division headquarters.

Although they also see each other every day, Wang Feng only nods and smiles faintly at her, and he is indeed busy. I don't know how many things I can't deal with every day, and the telegraph room of the division headquarters forwards telegrams from all over the world every day.

She personally experienced the battles on the front line, and the huge sacrifices of soldiers, and her romantic fantasies about war and heroes have long faded.

But for Wang Feng, she still felt fascinated, he was so young, except for when he lectured the troops, he always looked thoughtful.

Eating simply, sleeping very little, in her girl's simple mind, she never imagined that a young man like him would have to bear so many responsibilities and be expected by the people to insist on marching, running errands, and fighting.

She secretly thought, General Wang should be very tired in his heart, right? It's a pity that he is a little girl who really has nothing to share for him.

She worked hard to do the work of nursing, but she always felt that she was getting farther and farther away from General Wang.

Fantasy heroes and beauties meet each other. It's just a dream.

Where did Wang Feng have the heart to take her feelings into account? Daddy patted telegrams one by one, and his tone became more and more stern, but he hid it from him, and he couldn't take it out for the time being, so he sent her back.

On this day, the wounded on the front line were sent down like flowing water, and she couldn't hold back and went to the hospital to help Director Mu.

The white guest was still unlucky, standing guard at the gate of the field hospital. It was only in the busy and simple grateful eyes of the wounded that she could find a little meaning in continuing to stay in the First Division.

Zhang Chengwu and Zhang Da Braid sat in the float carriage of the train, looking at the chaotic platform with complicated expressions.

Xuzhou is already in a hurry, the Jiang Defense Army has completely collapsed, the troops have disbanded themselves, and the streets are full of pigtailed stragglers harassing the place.

If it weren't for the fact that there were still some Northern Army troops at the station to maintain order, they would have been difficult to leave.

The explosions in the armory, there were bursts of noise, and the crackling of bullets.

Some coolies, guarded by the Northern Army, carried boxes of salt and silver on the North Korean train. Some soldiers, in a delusional hope of benefit, poured foreign oil on the locomotive and prepared to light the fire.

Zhang Da Braided closed his eyes, even if he fled to the north, his future would be over! There is no soldier for him to command, and his desperate struggle in the south has only achieved the reputation of Wang Feng's famous general in the Northern Expedition, and he is not only unwilling, but more tired and discouraged.

Zhang Chengwu thought more than he did, and Lord Yuan explained that he wanted to show the power of the north in front of Wang Feng.

He was determined to put his men under two marks and beat them on the battlefield. Although Lord Yuan promised to allocate new troops to him in the reserve army and rebuild the 10th Brigade, these are all brothers who he has worked hard for several years!

If the Fifth Division could come with the whole division, with the cooperation of the Jiang Defense Army, instead of fighting a defensive battle of a rearguard nature according to Lord Yuan's instructions, he firmly believed that he could give Wang Feng some hardship! Xuzhou will not be so easily lost!

He gritted his teeth and said to Zhang Da Braid: "Zhang Dashuai, my brother is worthy of you, more than 3,000 brothers, almost all of them have been lost." Brother, it seems that let's go, and when we return to Qingzhou, we will reorganize the troops to prevent Wang Feng from killing again. ”

Zhang Da Braid nodded weakly at Zhang Chengwu, with a look of gratitude in his eyes. He asked Lord Yuan for help every day, and he always insisted on fighting the front line, and there was still only one brigade, Zhang Chengwu, and he couldn't do more.

Wang Feng's cavalry outpost was already approaching the outskirts of Xuzhou, and if the railway was cut off, they really couldn't escape.

Zhang Chengwu beckoned to the adjutant: "Those things that are not finished are all left on the platform!" Leave a row of people watching, wait for the next train and then go, immediately notify the station room, we will leave! ”

Xuzhou was in the midst of chaos and was recovered, and the troops of the 2nd Brigade were in companies and quickly took over all the key points throughout the city.

Patrols were sent out in the streets to hunt down enemy stragglers scattered in the streets, and manpower was also organized to fight fires.

The row of people left on the platform by the Northern Army had already slipped away with silver and foreign money in their pockets.

Looking at this city shrouded in fireworks, Wang Feng was no longer in the mood to organize a city entry, and entered the ancient city with a few staff members.

Xuzhou has finally fallen into their own hands, this strategically located city is extremely important, controlling the gateway of north-south transportation, since ancient times, the tragic battles around here, I don't know how many fought! Finally on February 27, he was recovered by Wang Feng.

The banner of "Iron and Blood Pioneer" slowly rose at the highest place in Xuzhou.

Wang Feng stood on the street with his hands behind his back, watching the somewhat broken flag, with gunpowder smoke and bullet holes, fluttering in the sky of Xuzhou.

There are so many things to do next, and the Northern Expedition is here, and it is basically the end!

Although the military operation will continue, the territory will be stabilized in this area, and its rear must be stabilized, and officials must be appointed to sort out the place.

Lu Xiaojia of Yangzhou also needs to solve it and remove this obstacle, so that it can be spread all the way to the seashore and truly control the salt of Lianghuai in his own hands.

It is also necessary to open up new sources of finance, reorganize and train the troops, and be sandwiched between the north and the south, and the forces on both sides must also deal with it. in order to meet the source left and right.

Is there no time for me? With only a year and a half, how far can I go?

Subordinates with their own ideas, various forces entangled behind them, international forces that have not yet appeared, their own inexperience in civil affairs work, and more and more lack of talents... What step can I do on this territory that belongs to me?

When Wang Feng was completely immersed in his thoughts, no one noticed that in a window facing the street, his figure had been encased in the crosshair gap of a golden hook rifle, and a 6.5 mm bullet was in the chamber of the gun, quietly waiting to be fired, and then pounced on his body.

The owner of the rifle was a soldier of the Northern Army, and all three brothers were soldiers in the 19th Regiment.

Their brother's company was left behind to protect Zhang Chengwu.

The southern army did not leave prisoners, it had already spread in the northern army, and with the subsidence of the artillery at Zhangjiabao, he had only one thought in his heart to seek revenge from the southern army!

He stayed in Xuzhou and hid in an abandoned small building, waiting to kill a certain big man in the Southern Army.

He had seen Wang Feng in the newspaper photos, and this supreme commander of the Southern Army was now under his gun, less than thirty meters away.

A staff officer walked over to Wang Feng and asked Wang Feng to see the telegram, and now the adjutant and the director were in the office of the division headquarters, and he was looking for Wang Feng all over the city, and finally met him here.

"A telegram from the Yangtze River fleet? What's going on there? When did it arrive? Wang Feng was looking at the telegram and asked the staff officer casually.

Hearing a crisp sound of ping-pong, the bullet passed through Wang Feng's right chest, and hit a guard's arm, he shook it, reached out to grab the staff officer, and finally shook and fell to the ground.