Datong, Guard Command!

"Commander! The positions outside the city have been broken!"

Qin Shaoguan, who had just returned to his headquarters from the city gate tower, suddenly received such a message.

"What did you say? The position outside the city was broken? How long has it been? You must know that lying about military information is going to the military court!"

Qin Shaoguan grabbed the confidential officer's collar and said sternly.

"Commander! How dare I lie to you? This is a telegram sent by Fan Gengcan himself. This is the last telegram they sent. After sending this telegram, they were captured!"

The confidential officer said with a sad face.

"What? Let's take a look!"

Qin Shaoguan threw away the confidential officer, picked up the telegram and read it carefully. A few seconds later, Qin Shaoguan sat on the chair with a little baldness.

"It's really broken! From the beginning of the shelling to the end, it takes less than an hour!

Two groups of more than 5,000 people were gone like this?"

Qin Shaoguan sat on the chair with some disbelief. He did not expect that the offensive of Pingyuan Army would be so sharp.

In less than an hour, I ate more than 5,000 of my own people.

Even if there are more than 5,000 pigs, Pingyuan's army will not be able to catch them in an hour!

"Commander! This is not the time to care about these things. Now that our position outside the city at the north gate has been broken, the only way to defend the city is to fight.

In addition, we also need to send a report to Chief Yan. The combat effectiveness of Pingyuan Army is not as vulnerable as we see. On the contrary, the combat effectiveness of Pingyuan Army is even stronger than we expected. Now we can only ask Chief Yan to draw troops from the southern line.

I guess the more than 20,000 security forces will not play much role!"

When Qin Shaoguan's deputy commander Liu Zhuoqing saw that Qin Shaoguan was a little disbelief, he couldn't help but say in a deep voice.

"Yeah! Not bad! Now is not the time when I am silent here. Zhuo Qing, I will leave this matter to you.

You immediately send a report to Chief Yan and request reinforcements. Otherwise, the remaining 12,200 people here will be difficult to resist the attack of Pingyuan Army. I don’t know where the Pingyuan Army came out. It has only been a few months since then, but its combat power is so strong!”

In the end, Qin Shaoguan couldn't understand the truth.

Liu Zhuoqing did not respond, shook his head and asked the confidential officer in the confidential office to report to Yan Baichuan.

"Commander! Pingyuan Army launched an attack on the North Gate again!"

Just as Liu Zhuoqing was about to go to the confidential room, a confidential officer ran in again.

There was still a look of nervousness on his face.

"What did you say? Start an attack on the North Gate again?"

Qin Shaoguan's eyes widened immediately.

What exactly should this Pingyuan Army do?

Only then did you take the position outside the city and actually launch an attack on your north gate again.

Do they really think they are invincible?

He actually despises himself so much.

Han Ling is not sure whether Pingyuan's army is invincible.

But he looked down on Qin Shaoguan's troops!

Han Ling really looks down on him now. Two regiments, more than 5,000 people, could not even resist his own attack for an hour.

Do they still have to look down on them themselves?

"Order the heavy artillery regiment to stop the artillery attack, and instead launch the artillery battalions of each regiment to prevent major casualties to the people of Datong!"

Han Ling picked up the telescope and looked at it for a while before giving the order.

The power of heavy artillery is too great. If one is a little bad, it will cause great casualties to the civilians when they enter the city.

If the people in Datong City were not his compatriots, Han Ling would have no choice but to beat him, mom.

But the people inside were all their compatriots, and Han Ling couldn't bear to let their compatriots suffer major casualties due to warlord melee.

Therefore, it was decided to let the heavy artillery regiment stop the artillery bombardment and let the 75mm field cannons of the field artillery battalion be bombard the artillery battalion.

"Defend it! Keep it all for me! You must not let Pingyuan Army break through our place. This is already our last line of defense!"

On the city gate tower at the north gate of Datong, a Jinsui army officer was waving a shell gun and shouting loudly.

If you give him another blindfolded black cloth, you will blindfold him, wear a pair of black military boots, and a hat from the northeast.

Don't doubt it is definitely the prototype of the mountain sculpture.

Look at the waving posture.

"Brothers, behind us are our Shanxi fellow villagers. We must not let the Pingyuan army break through our place. We must defend our homeland!"

It’s not obvious that this officer from the Jinsui Army is quite good at speaking.

But he said so, but the soldiers below really didn't have much determination to resist.

If they attack their foreign army, they might have some determination to resist.

But they are all warlord troops. In recent years, many soldiers have developed the habit of surrendering if they cannot win, especially the troops in these regular troops with low combat power.

Usually, grandma doesn’t hurt you and my uncle doesn’t love you. When you fight, who will fight you to the death!

So, what this officer said is one thing, and the soldiers below are another.

"How long have we been bombarding?"

Han Ling looked at Huang Klin beside him and asked.

"Report to the Commander! It's twenty minutes!"

"Twenty minutes? Let the mortars that transfer various regiments come up.

They will not kill many of them like this! They will also need curved and ballistic mortars to attack the enemies behind the city walls!"

The caliber of the mortar is not large and the range is not very long.

The power is also a little small.

However, his curved trajectory can kill and damage the enemies hiding in trenches and behind the city walls.

With Han Ling's order, the regiments immediately drew countless mortars and began to bombard them.

And as for the infantry, there is no hurry!

Now they are condescending. If they don't blow them up, they won't kill more people.

At that time, there will be a lot of people who will die.

Han Ling has not many subordinates now, only tens of thousands of people in total, and Han Ling is reluctant to spend it on it.
Chapter completed!