The civilian army was neatly arranged, and the attack arrays in teams were arranged.

Liu Yutang, the Second Association of the Hunan Army, assisted Hubei, looked at the young faces of thousands of officers and soldiers under his command, and then looked at the Qing army, who was already waiting for battle in the distance. After hesitating, he pulled out his command knife: "Expel the Tartars, restore China, kill, brothers!"

The earth-shaking cry also roared from the ups and downs of nearly 4,000 officers and soldiers of the Second Association: "Kill!"

The attacking array pressed towards the Qing army's defensive positions with great momentum according to the blows of the drummers of the military band.

As the attacking phalanx continued to approach the Qing army's position, the officers and soldiers of the Second Association of the phalanx felt the tension. The brain began to stop thinking, and their eyes were all staring at the enemy ahead, but their bodies continued to move forward like conditioned reflexes with the drum beats.

One hundred meters, the enemy still did not fire, and the appearance of the Qing army opposite was clearly visible. This made people feel depressed or unconsciously. The officers and soldiers of the Second Association even had the illusion of being shot on the execution ground, because they were all waiting for the enemy's guns to sound.

Although he was arranged to stay at Boai Academy, Wang Zhenyu chose to leave the officers and soldiers of the camp in the academy to organize defense, and he and Ma Xicheng came up. Now he was following Wang Longzhong, holding the German-made Zeiss telescope to watch everything on the battlefield. The Qing army opposite was worthy of being the elite Beiyang army, and the enemy still did not shoot at a distance of 100 meters. This is really an eye-opener. If he had such an army in hand, not only would the survival problem be solved, but there would be nothing in the world. Wang Zhenyu couldn't help but envy him secretly.

At this time, Wang Longzhong put down the telescope in his hand and shook his head and said, "Liu Yutang is probably going to suffer a little this time. The Tartar soldiers on the opposite side are not a good deal. However, the Yudai Gate should still be taken down. Liu Yutang has a good way to lead the troops..."

The Qing army, who had been waiting for a long time, finally came to fire, "Dadadadadadadadadadada..."

Just like firecrackers that had been fired millions in later generations, Ma Jizeng's heavy machine gun fired, and bullets were thrown into the attack formation of the civilian army like heavy rain. Such fierce firepower made Wang Longzhong, Wang Zhenyu and others immediately stunned. This was probably not a loss. It was just a kick to the iron plate, and it was a huge loss.

The officers and soldiers of the Second Association fell in pieces like mowing grass, and there were more than a hundred casualties in an instant. The entire attack formation was chaotic, and the officers and soldiers stopped charging and lying on the spot. This area had been cleared by the Beiyang Army. There was no cover for the open area of ​​50 meters. In addition, the Qing army was shooting from a high place, so the lying down could not avoid casualties.

Liu Yutang, who was pressing the back line, was also surprised. The firepower on the opposite side was so fierce. When he heard it briefly, the number of heavy machine guns alone was at least two or three that should have. He looked back at Huang Xing in confusion.

Huang Xing seemed to see through Liu Yutang's thoughts: "Brother Yutang, let the brothers fight harder. The enemy on the opposite side has a stronger firepower. It is not uncommon to guard such a large ammunition depot as Yudaimen, and it is not uncommon to create a firepower configuration for a town."

Liu Yutang's face turned red, and he thought about it, so he immediately called the adjutant: "Hurry up, organize the suicide squad immediately, and you must attack."

The Second Association, a suicide squad with a hundred-man role, immediately dispersed and launched an attack on the Qing army's positions at the most astonishing speed. The officers of other troops of the Second Association also immediately began to urge their respective soldiers to stand up and attack.

This suicide squad really made the Qing army busy for a while. After all, a hundred people rushed over and thirty machine guns could not take care of them for a while. But don't forget that there were nearly a thousand Beiyang infantry in the trenches under the railway subgrade. Now it's their turn to shoot and call.

These Beiyang soldiers are worthy of being the elite trained by Yuan Gongbao. The biggest difference from the old army is that they have high shooting skills and are brave. In other words, they are much more professional than other Chinese armies in the same era, and the bullets they fired are almost biting.

The officers and soldiers of the suicide squad rushed to the Qing army's positions one after another. Although they were all ready to die, their spirits were enough to inspire the sun and the moon, but they could not avoid the evil bullets.

With the last unwilling revolutionary officer, he was shot and fell to the ground, the offensive that he had finally organized was easily shattered again.

Wang Zhenyu thought about it, hey, it would be great if there were grenades or artillery. The two were the same, and the defensive position in front of him would not be so difficult to fight. But let alone the cannon, the grenade seemed to have appeared in the Russo-Japanese War, but why did the new army not have equipment? You must know that this little thing was a necessary weapon for various warlords during the civil war.

Wang Zhenyu was thinking about it, and the officers and soldiers of the Second Association had slowly retracted to their starting positions, and their morale was seriously damaged. In this wave of attacks, even the Mao from the Qing army's position had been lost, accounting for 100% of the total force of the Second Association. With such a large casualties, the remaining officers and soldiers were unwilling to face the other party's fierce firepower no matter how the officers aroused them.

Wang Zhenyu finally left the history textbook and truly felt the strong combat power of the Beiyang Army. He was not bragging about the brawl, and the train was not pushed. He was worthy of being a famous reactionary army repeatedly criticized in history textbooks. He had the capital to react, and his combat power was not ordinary fierce.

In the command center, Huang Xing suddenly felt powerless. Faced with such fierce firepower and such a strong soldier, he kicked the iron plate and didn't know what to do.

Liu Yutang was busy counting the team and appeaseing the wounded. Gan Xindian organized the third association to attack once. This old Gan obviously shocked the Qing army's firepower, and shrank down before the opponent's bullets could be fully reached. Huang Xing shook his head, and this performance was not as good as the second association.

Huang Xing could only look at Wang Longzhong. After all, everyone knew what the 4,000 people in the Society were like. They would always raise their positions. At most, they would just make up their own numbers to strengthen their momentum. A little more awesome is to fight a good fight. If there are more, don't expect it. At present, it is probably necessary to join the First Association. Before fighting against Boai Academy, their third battalion performed very well.

But Wang Longzhong smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Commander-in-Chief, don't look at the other party's firepower and bullets. It's not difficult to supplement the distance from this place to the station. And our only advantage now is that there are many people. With such fierce firepower, I guess at least half of our 8,000 Hunan children have to explain here. You decide, I, Lao Wang, will do it."

Wang Longzhong is also a wonderful person. Huang Xing’s heart was relieved as he said before, and the next sentence made Huang Xing’s addiction aroused.

Huang Xing gritted his teeth and made a decision: "Everyone launches an attack together, and we must take down this place in one go. Brothers, rush!"

More than 10,000 civilians launched a general attack on Ma Jizeng's position, but Wang Zhenyu did not participate in this general attack. He is now a bald commander, and even if he is a big-headed soldier, it is useless. Uncle Wang Longzhong rushed out with Huang Xing. Looking at the large black civilians slapped the Qing army like a sea, Wang Zhenyu truly felt what it means to have ten thousand soldiers.

Unfortunately, although the tide of ten thousand people rushed towards the shore of the Qing army, it was ruthlessly shattered by its fierce firepower.

It was also depressed. If Huang Xing had played the general attack from the beginning, he might have been able to break in. First, most of the machine gunners from Ma Jizeng could not play, but when the civilian army failed to attack in these two rounds, they would become familiar with each other. Second, the morale of the civilian army was quite good at that time. Now, after seeing the tragic situation of the Second Association, the morale of this thing has become quite unreliable.

So the tragic scene in front of him appeared in Wang Zhenyu's opinion was not a war, but a massacre.

The civilian army suffered a crushing defeat, and 800 casualties failed to achieve a breakthrough, and the sky gradually became darker...

According to the "History of the War in Xinhai", during the battle against Hankou, during the battle of attacking the Yudaimen Station, the second commander of the Hunan Army to assist Hubei and Hunan Army first launched an attack on the Beiyang Army position of Yudaimen. The Qing army relied on the advantage of firepower to repel the attack of our civilian army, and countless passionate men fell on the charge. The revolutionary officer suicide squad organized by Liu Yutang, the Second Association, fell in front of the Beiyang Army's positions, and the bodies were in a complete offensive formation. This tragic scene brought great shock to the defenders, but Yudaimen was still not defeated...

He has been defeating the darkness and the Jade Belt Gate has not been able to be defeated. Huang Xing really has no choice but to order the troops to withdraw. There is no such thing as a night battle in this era, because even military beginners know that night battle cannot be played casually. Because of many reasons such as military quality and night blindness, the end of the night attack is that before you hit the other side, your own troops will collapse on their own because you cannot find the officer. Therefore, no one dares to do such a transaction with a high probability of losing money. As a last resort, Huang Xing could only issue a retreat and recuperation order, and the military operation against Hankou had actually failed.

That night, the Wartime Headquarters, Boai Academy, Huang Xing and Wang Longzhong had a fierce quarrel over whether to retreat...

"Commander-in-Chief Huang, although I, Lao Wang, is not a war god, the best choice for us now is to retreat to Hanyang overnight. There is no possibility of raiding the Jade Belt Gate. Now if you retreat, at least you can still defend Hanyang, otherwise you will be fine here and throwing Hanyang away will be the end." Wang Longzhong's loud voice was first shouted.

Huang Xing also felt emotional: "Wang Xietong, this Yudaimen Station is crucial to our army. Even if we sacrifice all of it, we will still take down this station. The withdrawal proposal will not be mentioned again."

"Just, Commander Huang, we're all here, who will guard Hanyang?" Wang Longzhong immediately retorted.

"Wang Xietong, how could the revolution be without sacrifice? I, Huang Xing, don't want the revolutionary comrades to bleed like this, but look at the combat effectiveness of the Qing army opposite? If we do not take down the Yudaimen Station as soon as possible, cut off their retreat and cut off their supplies to win with a strange victory, just by retreating back to Hanyang to endure the front, can we withstand it? Can we withstand it?" Huang Xing also quarreled.

At this time, the tall Liu Yutang stood up: "Commander Huang, I, Lao Liu, is different from him, Wang Longzhong. I am not afraid of death. How do you tell me, how to fight tomorrow? Lao Liu is the first to go up."

Wang Longzhong was furious when he heard this: "Liu Manzi, who is afraid of death when you say you are afraid of death?"

Liu Yutang had always had a bad relationship with Wang Longzhong. The two immediately bumped into each other with their chests, both glaring at each other, their eyes as if they were about to spit out of fire. If it weren't for Li Shucheng, Gan Xindian and others reacted quickly and each of them hugged one, the two sides would almost fight on the spot.

Wang Longzhong shook away the pull of Ganxin Dian and said angrily to Huang Xing: "I, Wang Longzhong, also know that military orders are like mountains, but Commander Huang, you are so sorry for your brothers' order to die. I, Mr. Wang, will do whatever you like tomorrow. I, Lao Wang, will cheer you up and encourage you later. If anyone wants to die, I, Mr. Wang, will never stop me. I, Mr. Wang, will not be able to accompany you in such a confusing account."

That means that my brother won’t play with you tomorrow. Liu Yutang immediately shouted: “You are nicknamed Wang Dabang. You have lost all the face of our Hunan Army. You won’t go to this station, right? Without you, I will still be able to attack this station tomorrow. I don’t believe it. Without you, butcher Wang, you still have to eat a pig with hair."

Wang Longzhong glared at Liu Yutang fiercely, said nothing, and rushed out of the room.
Chapter completed!