Ming Zuo

"After the battle started, the special battalion didn't care about anything, just rushed in for me. I only have one request, and I must penetrate a depth of [-] meters within half an hour to come out."

During the arrangement before the battle, Bai Xiaoqi gritted his teeth.

"Master, don't worry, I will personally follow the special battalion. If you can't take the No. [-] hill, you can use my head as a chamber pot."

Xie Qian, political commissar of the thirteenth regiment, drew out his knife and slashed on the ground, while issuing a military order.

This former gangster is now also known among the Xia army for his bravery and daring to go all out.

Bai Xiaoqi can still trust this beloved general.

"I gave you all the shotguns, don't save me bullets, I just want depth."

Xie Qian looked like a night owl when he laughed, very scary.

"Just watch."

Bai Xiaoqi looked at Sui Zhizhong again.

"You just follow behind the special battalion and take the Tongshen Ridge for me along the passage they opened. I only give you six hours, don't complain to me, and don't fail to do it."

Sui Zhizhong was overjoyed to have won the main attack task.

"Everyone in our regiment brought ten grenades. Even if it is bombed, I will blow up Tongshen Ridge."

What Bai Xiaoqi likes most is the fearless courage of the generals under his command.

"The Fourteenth Regiment, the task of feinting the mountain peaks on the left and right sides must be done well. If the enemy's soldiers are transferred to the front, I will only ask you."

Lu Zhiqian and Xiang Zuolin, who only got feint missions, were very unhappy.

"Teacher, although we are pretending to attack, what if we knock down the mountain collars on both sides?"

Le Xinfeng burst out laughing.

"If you are defeated, then follow the trend to attack. At that time, there will be no distinction between the main attack and the feint, and all will be the main attack."

Xiang Zuolin's eyeballs are all round.

"Political commissar, you have to keep your word."

Le Xinfeng snorted, "When will I stop talking? Whether you can turn a feint into a main attack depends on your abilities."

Among the several regiment leaders, only Zhu Dingyan was the calmest.

Born in a scholarly family, he has already cultivated the kung fu of meditation.He knew very well that the current action was so big that the [-]th regiment would definitely not be useless.

Sure enough, Bai Xiaoqi found them.

"After the [-]th and [-]th regiments break through the frontal positions, you must never give the enemy a chance to ease up, so your [-]th regiment must resolutely get in. Fight as far as you can, bad battles, chaotic battles It’s okay, just don’t stop.”

Zhu Dingyan drew lines on the map with his fingers.

"Tomorrow morning, our regiment will attack Sanguli."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was very surprised.

Samgok-ri can already be regarded as the middle position between Pyeongchang and Hongcheon.

In other words, Zhu Dingyan actually wanted to attack and advance two hundred miles in one day and one night.

Huanglong is very serious.

"Wars are not a joke, you are not allowed to show off."

Xia Congsheng couldn't be more satisfied with his partner's ambition.

"The enemy's forces are all on the front line, and the limited reserves are also behind the high ground. If they extend to the rear, they will have no strength at all. If we can only run so far, we are absolutely confident that we can attack Hongchuan and capture more people alive." Dorgon."

The thirteenth regiment was responsible for the main attack, the fourteenth regiment was responsible for the feint attack on the two wings, and the fifteenth regiment was responsible for the penetration.The remaining sixteenth regiment needs to consolidate the occupied area.

This mission seems to be the end of the game, but in fact it is the most dangerous to deal with the remaining enemies, and it will take a long time to see each other.

Sha Rushang and Qi Jiaxuan, who put the overall situation first, did not express their dissatisfaction, but happily accepted the task.

Near noon, the units of the Fourth Division began to enter the attack position.

From the top of the mountain, a large number of Xia troops could be seen surging, and Su Na got the news immediately.

He rushed to the front and bent over to observe, frowning involuntarily.

In mountainous combat, it has become common sense that the offensive and defensive sides can invest very limited troops at one time.

But this time, the Fourth Division of the Xia Army on the opposite side dispatched more than [-] troops just by seeing it with the naked eye.

What kind of play is this?
Without allowing him to figure it out, the artillerymen of the Fourth Division opened fire first.

Fighting a lot, the Qing army has already had experience.As soon as they heard Xia Jun's cannon, they immediately hid in the anti-cannon hole.

These deep holes dug on the front of the trench are also supported by wood, which can effectively defend against shelling.Although hiding in it is like a mouse, but as long as you don't want to die, the ruthless Qing army can only bear it.

Xia Jun's shelling this time was very different, as if it would not stop.

Countless shells eventually all fell on the top of the mountain.

To the surprise of the Qing army, none of the so many shells exploded, nor did they hurt a single person.

The Qing army looked at each other up and down, not knowing what happened.

However, this doubt did not persist for long.

Those shells still exploded after hitting the ground, but what came out of them was not terrifying metal fragments and gunpowder shock waves, but cloud after cloud of pale yellow smoke.

The smoke produced by hundreds of shells enveloped the entire mountain at once.

The Qing army had long been prepared for this tactic of smoke attack.Many people immediately covered their mouths and noses, and didn't take it seriously.

But when the smoke drifted closer, the Qing army realized the horror of it.

"Ah...my eyes!"

"My body is itchy, who will help me?"

All those who were eroded by the smoke had severe pain in their eyes and tears streaming down their faces.At the same time, patches of red rash appeared on the skin of the body, and the irritating itchiness went straight to the mind, causing many people to throw away their weapons and start scratching.

Same goes for Suna.

He just felt that his throat seemed to be on fire, preventing him from breathing air.His eyes seemed to be pricked with needles, and he couldn't open them at all.But even so, the tears were still flowing.

What is this thing, and why is it so vicious?

Su Na couldn't see anything, only heard the wailing of people nearby.While stumbling, I didn't know who I collided with, and finally fell to the ground.

Before he got up, someone bumped into him again, pinning him down directly.

Seeing the yellow smoke rising from the top of the mountain, Bai Xiaoqi jumped up.

"All troops attack!"

The special battalion rushing to the front got the order, picked up a hood one after another, and put it on their heads.

This cover is made of thick leather and is airtight.

The eyes are inlaid with lenses, which do not affect the vision at all.

At the same time, there is a raised metal canister on the nose and mouth.

There are layers of fine metal mesh on the outside of the small tank, and then filled with charcoal, thick cotton cloth and fine sand.

This is a simple gas mask.

It is useless to encounter real gas bombs, but the poisonous smoke released by Xia Jun can be completely prevented.

Everyone in the special battalion wore a simple gas mask, picked up a shotgun, and rushed into the poisonous smoke without fear.

The Qing army had already lost its combat effectiveness under the attack of poisonous smoke, like headless chickens.But they could see clearly without hindrance.

They flashed from time to time in the poisonous smoke, as if demons had descended into the world.Shotguns blared wildly, sweeping the trenches piece by piece.

In just one stick of incense, none of the more than [-] Qing soldiers on the entire mountain survived.

Hearing the gunshots close to his ears, Su Na knew that it was Xia Jun's attack.

He was even more anxious, and it took a lot of effort to finally push the person on him away.

But just as he stood up, a violent jet of metal turned his body into a hornet's nest.

The son-in-law of Nurhachi, the father of Suksaha, a famous minister of the Manchu and Qing Dynasties, and the chief general of the Qing army in Pingchang, lost his life at the same time as the war started.