Chapter 90 Victory on the first day

Wang Xi and Li Guang's troops also fled. All the soldiers around Li Guang died, and even the flag was almost lost. He himself was shot once, but was finally rescued. Wang Xi was commanding the troops to cross over.

He was killed while in the trench.

He Rubin saw the men and horses rolling and surging under the earth embankment, constantly attacking the earth embankment and being forced down again, and he was secretly anxious. At this time, he saw that the guerrilla troops and horses sent for follow-up reinforcements were retreating one after another, and he couldn't help but feel great.

Angry, he was about to give the order to beat drums to promote the attack, but saw that the troops who had already attacked the trench were also retreating. In an instant, the four to five thousand troops on the battlefield were completely scattered like an avalanche, and the ground was full of discarded helmets and armor.

of defeated troops.

"Should we send out the ambush troops?"

"No, the enemy's capital has not been used up yet, and He Rubin's headquarters and servants have not been dispatched." He Ming looked at the situation on the battlefield, "He Rubin has to use his capital tomorrow. We rely on our positions to completely cripple them.

, wait until they are despondent and exhausted, and then use one go to defeat the enemy!"

At the top of Chengmai City, after receiving the news that Wang Xi, a guerrilla in training in Guangdong, and Wang Daoji, a guerrilla in Fubiao Battalion, were killed in battle, the atmosphere of the officers and generals watching the battle dropped to the extreme. The optimistic atmosphere was swept away: Today, only Guangdong’s economic

Two of the military commanders were killed in the battle, and more than 20 other generals of the Qianzong and above were killed. Such heavy losses were enough to qualify as a "disastrous defeat."

He Rubin was covered in cold sweat. If he could not completely wipe out the Kun thieves with such heavy losses, it would be difficult for him to explain to the governor and the court. He ordered: "Blow the drum!" He decided to invest his Zhenbiao and servants in one fell swoop this time.

Break through the enemy stronghold.

It was Zhao Ruyi who stopped him: "Our army has suffered a setback, and its morale has declined today. No more attacks will only injure the soldiers. The general must not be arrogant for a moment. Fortunately, our army's strength is still there, so we will withdraw our troops for the time being and fight again tomorrow."

The sound of the troop withdrawal gong resounded over the entire battlefield, but in fact there was no gong. The offensive of the official army had also collapsed. The Fubo army gradually stopped shooting after the large number of the official army fled. Those who were injured were still able to walk.

The officers and soldiers limped back and fled.

The gunpowder smoke gradually dispersed from the battlefield. Only then could both sides clearly see the results of the nearly three-hour fight. The trenches were filled with corpses everywhere, and the corpses under the embankment were particularly dense. Some places had been filled with corpses.

They were stacked up to about half a person's height. There were corpses hanging everywhere on the earthen embankment, and even on the slope of the earthen embankment. Blood gurgled down along the earthen embankment, like black streams.

A strong smell of blood, sweat and gunpowder smoke hung over the battlefield, making it nauseating.

The infantry and militiamen of the Fubo Army were all in tatters, their faces covered with smoke and dust, and some of them were injured. They used their rifles to support their bodies, and some of them carried the soldiers they had picked up after losing their rifles.

He was holding a spear and a broadsword, looking at the fleeing officers and soldiers, his expression dull as if he had just had a dream.

Seeing the Ming army retreating, groups of soldiers retreated into the camp. The soldiers of the Fubo Army who had just recovered suddenly burst into cheers of victory - they defeated four to five thousand elite officers and soldiers.

Despite the fierce attack, they stood firm. The cheers were transmitted along the earth embankment one after another, resounding in the sky above the entire battlefield.

Compared with the indigenous officers and soldiers, the sentimental veteran officers almost cried with joy - this army they built with their own hands and trained hard for two years finally showed that they are an army truly capable of fighting, not

He just walked out of the neatly lined up team at the review ground. He Ming noticed that several veteran officers were wiping their eyes and couldn't help but smile:

"What? Everyone is going to cry? Like a girl!"

"I'm... so happy..." Wei Aiwen always showed off his German-style tough-guy appearance. He couldn't help wiping his eyes at this moment, "Our army... finally succeeded! We will not lose! We won."

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"Xiao Wei, why are you bragging about the victory of will all day long? You are still bleeding cat urine." You Laohu said proudly, carrying the blood-stained frontier army's sword. There was blood all over his body.

, even on his face, but he didn't wipe it off at all, as if to show off his reckless hand-to-hand combat, "Look at me, I chopped off more than a dozen heads in one breath..."

As soon as he finished saying this, he suddenly fell to the ground. Everyone present was shocked. Zhang Tumu, the army doctor, quickly took a look at his condition.

"It's nothing serious. The blood loss from the wound plus dehydration." As he spoke, he opened the medical kit he carried with him and gave You Laohu an injection. "Take him to the health center!"

"Lao You is really fierce..."

"Sooner or later, this will risk your life." Zhang Tumu said, "There are wounds all over the body, not deep, but if there is too much blood, it will kill you."

Dongmen Chuiyu said: "This way You Laohu won't be able to participate in the battle tomorrow. We must quickly appoint the acting battalion commander of the third battalion."

"Let Lin Shenhe act as the agent. He performed well today." Dongmen Chuiyu said, "He has mentioned it to me several times and wants to transfer his relationship to the army instead of working as an ordnance engineer all day long. I

I think it’s okay. Isn’t he very familiar with queuing up and shooting?”

"No, he is not familiar with the Third Battalion." He Ming thought for a moment, "Yu Zhiqian acted as the commander of the Third Battalion, and Lin Shenhe will fill his position as company commander first. After the war, he will make adjustments again. This battle is almost over.

We'll find out tomorrow."

Although the Ming army still has a large number of troops, He Ming knows that the enemy's morale has declined. Even if He Rubin uses his servants and Zongbiao tomorrow, it is unlikely to be as violent as today - the most important thing is that his soldiers have already

With the belief that we will win, we will fight even more bravely in the upcoming decisive battle.

All the snipers on the sentry tower came down. They played a great role in the melee. Not only did they kill many officers, they disrupted the offensive organization of the officers and soldiers more than once. They also directly used rifles to shoot at the most critical moment.

*Breakthrough. At this moment, their faces were full of smoke, their fingers were swollen, and some of their hands were bleeding. But everyone was in high spirits, carrying pockets containing a lot of bullet casings, and happily discussing their achievements.

"I killed at least three officers! And the general!"

"I obviously hit that general! At least he was a general!"

"Shit! The commander-in-chief only has one person. The most you can hit is the commander-in-chief."

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The total score of the veteran sniper team is 247 kills, which is quite impressive. However, as Zhou Weisen said, the enemies are so densely packed together that it is difficult to miss. He claimed to have shot a general 1,000 meters away.

But Qian Shuiting insisted that he was the one who hit him. The two had a heated argument.

Qian Shuiting's total kills were 14, but he kept the most detailed records. There were various symbols on the paper such as bows, arrows, spears, three-eyed guns, military flags, helmets, etc. to represent the types of targets he killed.

Zhou Weisen joked that he took too long to draw the picture, so he had less time to shoot the gun.

Tintin climbed out of an artillery fort - today he thought he fully understood what "narrow escape" meant. Decades later, he would often show off his bravery that day to a grandson who could not name him: what enemy was trying to kill him?

Come on, he was still filming until the enemy rushed one meter in front of him, without even moving his body; he used the camera tripod to kill seven or eight officers and soldiers alone; he and a certain officer and general were singled out and killed each other.

He was knocked to the ground, and the other person said "I'm convinced" before he died.

In fact, Tintin's situation is indeed very dangerous. He originally shot on the command platform. After the first attack, in order to get better and more intuitive material, he handed over his professional camera to his assistant and went to the ground with a DV.

I shot on the sentry tower for a while, and then entered a fort for snipers. I originally thought that the officers and soldiers would collapse directly under the embankment like the first attack, but unexpectedly the enemy still rushed up. The most intense

At that time, the officers and soldiers and the Fubo Army infantry were engaged in hand-to-hand combat outside the artillery fort. The officers and soldiers tried to break into the artillery fort where he was photographing several times, but were driven out with bayonets by the soldiers protecting him.

After all the enemies retreated, Ding Ding rested for a while before coming out of the fort, still clutching the DV convulsively.

"Damn, this is so exciting... so exciting..." he murmured to himself.

The actual dv footage shot in the fort was so exciting that it had to be cut off during the public screening because it was so bloody and violent.

The health team and soldiers were cleaning up the battlefield after the fierce battle on the embankment. They kicked everyone dead or alive, and all those who could move were put on stretchers, regardless of the officers and soldiers or their own people.

Tian Liang was found from the pile of corpses by the health workers. He vaguely felt someone kicking him, and he moved a little.

"The ensign is still alive!" a voice said in the distance.

"Take it to the dressing room quickly."

Then he felt that a hard thing was put around his neck to prevent him from moving, and then he was moved to a stretcher. When he was moved, his wound was affected, causing him to scream.

Someone immediately poured some cool liquid into his mouth, which had a strong medicinal smell. He felt comfortable all over, his wounds no longer hurt, and then he fell asleep.

The total number of casualties of the Fubo Army reached more than 300, including militiamen, and more than 100 people died, a quarter of whom were officers and sergeants. This casualty ratio made He Ming and others feel happy and worried. There are many explanations for the deaths of officers and sergeants.

Leading by example has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, but it is very regrettable that the backbone that has been cultivated so hard is lost like this.

The loss of weapons was very serious, not only hundreds of rifles, many spears, but also three artillery were damaged. The consumption of ammunition was even more astonishing.

Zhang Tumu's health center was a busy place. Six to seven hundred wounded from both sides gathered in the open space outside the big tent of the health center. Rows of stretchers were lined up on the ground. The lightly wounded members of the Fubo Army squatted aside, smoking and chatting.

There were also people sitting motionless, seemingly dead, but when someone touched them they would groan in pain.

The wounded officers and soldiers sat together with gloomy eyes. No one dared to call out except those who couldn't bear the pain. They watched in fear as the blood-covered bandits came in and out of the big tent, and from time to time, tragic sounds could be heard from inside.

Call.

Zhang Tumu's sleeves were rolled up, and his arms were all stained with blood. He wore a white burqa splattered with blood, looking like a butcher. The health workers around him were also similar, all covered with blood - he had done several

Had surgery.

You Laohu was carried into the tent and onto a clean first aid table. The strong smell of blood and disinfectant woke him up. He saw the health workers gesturing between his legs with large scissors.

I couldn't help but be shocked and quickly protected the key parts.

"What?"

"Take off your clothes." Zhang Tumu said, "How else will you treat the wound?"

"I don't have a wound 'there', please, please don't dawdle around with the scissors? There's no place to put a new one if it's broken!"

"It's okay, he cut too much." Zhang Tumu joked, "Help the lieutenant colonel clean up the wounds."

When the irritating disinfectant came into contact with the wound, You Laohu's face turned pale, but in order to maintain his tough guy image, he would rather hold on and refrain from shouting.

"No need, just scream if it hurts." Zhang Tumu quickly checked the wound, "Record! There are many skin lacerations on the left and right arms, left and right shoulders, chest, and left and right thighs. There is a deep tear on the left rib with a blade.

No organs are visible, no fractures." After that he ordered, "Inject tetanus immediately. Are you dizzy?"

"faint!"

"You're bleeding a lot, but it's not dangerous yet, otherwise I would have to mobilize the soldiers to donate blood to you - intravenously inject 500cc of glucose saline! Another shot of morphine!"

"No more morphine." You Laohu didn't want to have anything to do with this thing.

"You will think about it as soon as I suture the wound for you," Zhang Tumu told the hygienist, "I will go take care of the other people first, and I will do the suturing of the wound myself."
To be continued...