Chapter 603 Suddenly

Another officer picked up the telescope and took a look, his face suddenly changed.

"Yes...a cavalry!"

"What? What did you say? Are we the cavalry who explored the way?"

"Come, come, go and inform the master of the seat, there is an enemy on the mountain..."

Before he could speak, an explosion suddenly came from behind him. It was the infantry battalion mortar ambushed on the hillside to the west.

For a moment, the originally calm official road immediately exploded. The incoming Beiyang soldiers were like frightened birds, and they had maintained a neat marching queue before. In the blink of an eye, they became messy and looked for cover to the nearby depressions, rocks, and tree stumps. Screams and screams were entangled, and the chaotic sounds broke the original silence.

The mortars were still firing, and the roar of heavy machine guns and light machine guns followed. Shang Zhen started the ambush circle in the west first, and the powerful firepower that was already ready was unreserved, oppressing the Beiyang Army in a mess. The entire official road marching line was cut off by this firepower. The troops in front ran forward, and the troops in the back ran back, and the congestion and chaos stripped the "order" alive.

The Beiyang cavalry at the forefront also planned to report on the situation at the pass, and it seemed too late now. The officers tried their best to stabilize the formation, intending to organize soldiers to set up supporting fire from the flanks, and then look for opportunities to kill up the hillside to fight back.

But at this moment, a sharp trumpet sound came from behind the hillsides on both sides of the pass. Before the trumpet sound was over, dense figures of people appeared on the hillside, lined up in formation. These figures were straddling war horses, holding sabers in their hands, and shining light reflected in the bright sunshine.

Lin Wenlong kicked the Spurs and walked forward, shouting with all his strength: "Glorious Cavalry Regiment, charge!"

With this shout, more than a thousand cavalrymen on the hillsides on both sides of the pass shouted together. Lin Wenlong raised his saber, kicked the spur hard, and launched a charge below the hillside with great force. Other cavalry followed closely behind, shouting, sword light, horse hooves and dust immediately painted a huge scene. The voices of the cavalry were like huge waves, and their figures were more like torrents of a burst of dams.

The whole earth seemed to be shaking! The charge on the hillside was a mountain collapse!

Hundreds of Beiyang cavalrymen in the front of the official road were about to react, but the previous chaos made them mess up, and there was no time to set up a formation to meet the enemy. The infantry behind had been squeezed out, and even the part that had not been ambushed was preparing to counterattack the ambush on the hillside of the west. Unexpectedly, a large group of people appeared in the north. In a hurry, the originally chaotic team immediately fell into even more chaos.

With the help of the impact of the hillside, the cavalry regiment crashed into the Beiyang cavalry in the front section of the official road. The Beiyang army had no time to load the guns and was defeated in an instant. The soldiers of the Southern Army waved their sabers and were at ease in the enemy group without melee weapons. Blood replaced the smoke of guns and cannons. In almost a minute of fighting, hundreds of cavalry of the Beiyang Army were swallowed up immediately.

Lin Wenlong took the lead and led his subordinates to advance desperately. After destroying the enemy cavalry, the enemy infantry crowded into groups were like fish under the knife and chopper. The war horses rushed around and opened their bows left and right, and the infantry's bodies were like paper fragile.

The Beiyang Army in the rear wanted to counterattack, but there were enemies in the north and enemies in the west, so they could not do anything at all.

If you attack the west, the firepower will be fully activated in the west. Heavy machine guns, light machine guns, and automatic rifles occupy the commanding heights, and the suppression of artillery runs, which is difficult to move forward. If you attack the north, the north is in close combat. Apart from shooting from the rear, you cannot let go of counterattacks at all, so as not to accidentally hurt your own people.

What made the Beiyang Army even more troubled was that the ambush in the west cut off the entire marching line in half, and the orders of the division headquarters in the rear could not be transmitted to the front, and the chaos lost its constraints became increasingly serious.

Shang Zhen commanded the heavy machine guns to fire wildly on the mountain. At first, he could still remember how many enemy troops he had defeated in his heart, but after more than ten minutes, he could no longer estimate it. Under the ambush point where he was, many corpses were already densely collapsed, including people, horses, and cows. The Beiyang Army had no power to fight back under such powerful firepower.

"Pullbills, heavy machine gun bullets, hurry up and take them."

"Slow down, the barrel is smoking, hurry up and get the water to cool down!"

"It's too late, fuck, give it to me quickly."

"Enemy, the enemy ran south. The second row and the second row all came with me. Don't fucking procrastinate!"

"I've killed three enemies!"

"There are only three of them, and I have killed seven of them."

There were shouting everywhere on the hillside. In such a state of slaughtering the enemy, every soldier in the Southern Army had his eyes red and his blood suddenly exploded to the extreme.

Shang Zhen was rational. He was always paying attention to the cavalry charge. As the cavalry drove the enemy to the side step by step, he knew the second step to implement the plan. Immediately, he shouted loudly: "Company Commander of the Ninth Company, Company Commander of the Ninth Company."

After waiting for a while, no response was heard.

Shang Zhen spat on the ground and cursed: "Fuck Zhang Zhizhong, are you deaf? Get over here quickly!"

When Zhang Zhizhong heard his name, he handed out the light machine gun in his hand and ran towards Shang Zhen along the hillside.

Shang Zhen shouted at Zhang Zhizhong: "Damn it, gather the Ninth Company for me immediately and press the fire to the south. Be sure to stop their baggage troops and the division headquarters. I will hand over all the mortars to you. If you can't catch a colonel, or let the baggage troops run away, throw away the badge at the collar yourself, don't let me see you again!"

Zhang Zhizhong was in high spirits. He knew that Shang Zhen gave him the opportunity to make great contributions, so he agreed immediately: "Battery Commander, don't worry, I will bring you the entire division headquarters of the Third Central Division!"

Shang Zhen laughed and said, "Good boy, this is what you said! I'm waiting for good news here!"

Zhang Zhizhong stopped talking nonsense, turned around and ran to the south quickly with his company. At the same time, he asked his adjutant to go to the woods behind to gather the mortar team and let the mortar team move with him.

After Zhang Zhizhong left, Shang Zhen issued another order, concentrating the remaining firepower of the entire battalion and pressing down from the hillside. Cooperating with the advance of the cavalry in the north, an offensive firepower network was formed on the northwest-connected line.

Twenty minutes later, the final morale of the Beiyang Army collapsed instantly. They didn't know how many enemies there were, but they only knew that the enemy's firepower had exceeded them. If they continued to fight, they could only seek death. The soldiers in the middle began to loosen. They were treated with heavy machine guns, mortars, and grenades on the hillside to the west, and they only had the idea of ​​escaping.

The loosening in the middle quickly affected the situation of the entire division. Escape was like a virus, spreading from the middle to the front and back sides. Especially the troops that endured cavalry fighting in the front, they had no choice but to send reinforcements in the rear quickly. However, they did not see reinforcements, but instead saw many escaped soldiers, and their psychological defenses collapsed. They either were crushed to death by the cavalry or turned around to escape. There was no third option.

The killings in the north and west forced the Beiyang soldiers to escape to the southeast hillside. On the hillside, they not only became the targets of Shang Zhenying, but more importantly, they would never dream of having a minefield behind the hillside.

At this time, Lin Wenlong was covered in blood, had a gunshot wound on his shoulder, and his two thighs had different traumas. One of them was accidentally injured by his subordinates behind him. He looked at the defeated enemy army in front of him, and his originally exhausted body seemed to have regained strength. Morale was the best medicine to repair war injuries.
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