Ming Zuo

"My lord, Shi Ertai died in battle, and the mountain to the east is lost."

"Kake Duli died in battle, Xia Jun rushed forward."

"Zhu Keshu died in battle and asked for reinforcements."

"Park Tae-ji died in battle, and the North Koreans are fleeing."

"Master, the commander of the 28th Battalion died, leaving only three members of the commando."

"More than half of the 29th Battalion suffered casualties, and the No. 204 highland is about to lose its hold."

"The 109th company was all killed, and none of them retreated. The 110th company has been reinforced, and the No. 375 highland is still in our hands."

"The 140th company is a bit untenable in Yu Yanli. Chief of Staff Huang personally led the guard company to go up for reinforcements."

Dorgon and Bai Xiaoqi were all terrified when the military information was reported one by one, and the intensity of the battle completely exceeded their expectations.

The sacrifices on both sides are multiplying.

On all the surrounding hilltops, the shouting and killing continued for three full days from morning to night, and there was still no sign of stopping.

The Xia army attacked, and the Qing army fought back.The Xia army attacked again, and the Qing army fought back.

adhere to!

Hold on!
This is the only belief of both parties.

Finally, the news from the frontline came back again, making Bai Xiaoqi's heart skip a beat.

"Report, Wu Chonghua, head of the Liangshan Militia, died. Head Yao asked me to send a letter to the commander-in-chief. He said that even if they fight to the last man, they will not retreat a single step."

Liu Yiyuan closed his eyes and clasped his hands tightly.He tried to calm his breathing, knowing that at this time, he must not be confused.

"Report, Regiment Commander Sui Zhizhong was seriously injured. The 13th Regiment, under the command of Political Commissar Xie Qian, is attacking Sandaoling. Political Commissar Xie said that the 13th Regiment will definitely be able to complete the mission."

There was an uproar in the headquarters, and everyone panicked.

Since the start of the war, this is the first time that a regiment-level general has an accident, which is enough to show how tragic the battle was.

"Military doctor! Where is the military doctor? Tell them, no matter what, Regiment Commander Sui must be rescued."

Hearing that his favorite general was seriously injured, Bai Xiaoqi's eyes turned red.

He grabbed the helmet, turned to Liu Yiyuan and said, "Commander, I'm going to move forward, and I'll leave this place to you. Before tomorrow morning, I must eat Yu Yanli."

Liu Yiyuan walked over and helped him put on the helmet himself.

"Tell the soldiers that this battle must be put to death and survived. Capture Yu Yanli, and the victory belongs to us."

Bai Xiaoqi nodded heavily, turned and left the headquarters.

As the division commander came to the front line in person, the fourth division's attack became more and more fierce.

Everyone knew the news that Sui Zhizhong was seriously injured, and the whole division was united in the same hatred, and completely forgot about being tired.Those who were slightly injured did not go to the line of fire at all, and continued to rush and fight with the troops.

Dorgon felt a mountain of pressure.

"What's going on with Prince Su? Has there been any progress yet?"

No one can answer, the quiet atmosphere means everything.

Tosong-ri in the northeast of Jeongseon is the only passage to Jeongseon.The second regiment of the Yizhou militia and the second regiment of the Liangshan militia stood firmly here.

Under their feet, countless Qing troops approached like locusts overwhelming the sky.

The muskets of the soldiers on the top of the mountain did not stop for a moment, and they did not know how many bullets were fired. In short, the barrels of the guns were all red.But the soldiers didn't care about it at all, they just wanted to kill some enemies more.

Avenge the leader!
This is the unified slogan of the Second Liangshan Militia Regiment.

Wu Chonghua's sacrifice made the Second Liangshan Militia Regiment jealous.

Seeing the Qing army approaching, these militiamen, who were not skilled enough in combat, threw out grenades without fear, and killed them with their bayonets straight.

Hand-to-hand combat with cold weapons is the cruelest.

On the narrow mountaintop, people are pushing and squeezing people, and there is no room to move.

Seeing the opponent's knife slashing, he could only raise his arms to block.The arm was cut off, and without blinking, he stabbed the bayonet into the opponent's chest.

If the bayonet is knocked out, then pounce on the opponent's neck and bite desperately.

"Reinforcements are needed ahead! Reinforcements are needed ahead! Follow me."

Huo Shimin was covered in smoke and blood, and ran to the rear to find reinforcements.

But even though he yelled loudly, only two or three injured soldiers of the Xia Army struggled to stand up and responded to his call.

The remaining North Korean soldiers were all like quails, with fear in their eyes.

Seeing this scene, Huo Shimin's grief and indignation can be imagined.

Pointing at the terrified North Koreans, he roared: "Why are you here? It's not to keep you from becoming slaves. I'm desperate, what are you afraid of? Why don't you Dare to risk your life for your wife and children? You cowards!"

The North Koreans looked at the beacon smoke on the mountain in dismay, and their stature became more and more stooped.

Seeing that these cowards could not be awakened, Huo Shimin had no choice but to turn around and run up the mountain with the sparse wounded soldiers.

Obviously thousands of people are here, but these North Koreans dare not take a step forward.

The cook of the army came over and came to them with a heavy burden.

After opening, the rich rice fragrance spreads quickly.

The cook started to cook for them.

"Eat it all. Only when you are full will you have the strength to escape. This is the last meal. If you go hungry again in the future, you will have to figure out your own way."

The North Koreans who were frantically planing rice were stunned when they heard this.

Then they saw those cooks took off their white coats one after another, picked up kitchen knives and poles, and ran towards the mountain resolutely.

A North Korean soldier had his throat and heart blocked by rice, making it hard to swallow.

He spat out the food in one gulp, and picked up the weapon suddenly.

"I have been a son of a bitch all my life, and I finally got rice. I don't want to be a son of a bitch anymore!"

After speaking, he spread his legs and chased the firemen.

Behind him, thousands of North Koreans lost their jobs one after another, spreading towards the top of the mountain like a tide.

"Xiba, kill you bastards and avenge my wife!"

"You son of a bitch, whose turf do you dare to run to to show your prestige?"

The cowardly North Koreans finally broke out, and the Eight Banners soldiers in front of them were not so scary anymore.

Even if one is facing ten, he still dares to brandish his weapon and run straight ahead.

Huo Shimin, who was fighting hard, looked at his comrades who suddenly appeared, and suddenly showed a wanton smile.

This battle, Xia Jun will win!

Yu Yanli's battle has reached a fever pitch.

The high ground at the bend of the road is the point that neither side can give up.

Both sides are constantly adding troops to the top.

A group died, and another group went up, and even the top of the mountain was raised by more than five meters.

It was formed by the stacking of people who died in battle on both sides.

If nothing else, such battles will continue.

But since it is a novel, accidents are sure to come.

"My lord, Yang Ping sent an urgent report. The Fifth Division of the Xia Army has bypassed Yang Ping and is already four kilometers away."

Dorgon, who was originally devastated by Yu Yanli's war, immediately went dark when he heard the news, and he passed out directly.