Zhang Xueliang rested his buttocks on the rattan chair, with his two legs in cowhide military boots resting on the table in front of him. He played with the shining bayonet in his hands with both hands. He glanced at Guo Songling and said, "Maochen, you are also an old man.
Isn't this obvious enough? If I want to attack directly, I don't believe that my mighty army of hundreds of thousands will be frightened by 20 to 30 thousand people?"
Guo Songlin looked at Zhang Xueliang and knew that he was competing with him. Last time in Rehe, it was he who suggested not to act rashly, which caused the remaining troops on the opposite side to take the opportunity to escape. This time, Zhang Xueliang obviously came for him. But Guo Songlin came here for him.
After all, Song Lin was Zhang Xueliang's teacher and the number one contributor to the establishment of Zhang Xueliang's regiment. He could see the problem at a glance.
Guo Songlin took care of himself and got a glass of water, drank two sips, walked to the chair next to Zhang Xueliang, sat down, and said: "Sixth Son, when leading troops to fight, you must be calm. The intention of the other side is obvious, they want to take advantage of us
The unsteady footing caught us off guard, but what happened next? They didn't dare to really start a fight, they just sent the cavalry out to harass us. You are the one who will do big things in the future, you have to look at the overall situation!" After that, he took the photo.
He patted Zhang Xueliang on the shoulder, drank the water in the cup in one breath, picked up the riding whip and walked out.
Zhang Xueliang rubbed his temples with his thumbs and closed his eyes slightly. Why couldn't he fight this battle according to his own thoughts? But thinking about Mao Chen's words, it was right. Even if he rushed over and annihilated all the troops on the opposite side, he would still suffer.
The loss was considerable. The best way is to let his troops build fortifications and rest for a while. When Jiang Deng selects his troops to capture Chifeng, the safest way is for the two troops to advance together. Zhang Xueliang frowned and felt extremely sleepy.
, asked his guard to take out his pipe and took two puffs before passing on the order.
Han Baihang had already guessed the young general opposite him. A successful young man would inevitably be impatient. In addition, with his continuous military exploits in recent years, he was only in his twenties and already had the rank of general. Of course, although there were
A large part of the reason is because of the face of their old Zhang family, but his military talents on the battlefield should not be underestimated at all. In addition, Zhuge Liang beside him is also his teacher and his staff officer Guo Songling, although he was only born
Yu Fengtian Army Academy, but his strategy and vision are indeed quite far-reaching.
If nothing else, let’s talk about what the Third and Eighth Mixed Brigades were like back then. When they entered the barracks, they smoked, drank, gambled, their uniforms were improper, and they didn’t even do morning exercises. But when Guo Songling arrived,
In his hands, he has transformed it into the most capable unit in the Northeast. For this alone, it is worthy of admiration. Soldiers rely on their strength to speak. When fighting, only those who are alive have the right to boast.
The Third Army on the opposite side is not easy to mess with. Han Baihang felt like a mirror when he launched the frontal battle. No matter how long he persisted, he would definitely lose in the end. Since he was going to lose, why bother to go up and fight? The only way was to fight from the side.
think.
Han Baihang secretly sent a few small troops. There were not many people, but they were all strong. They took advantage of the sky to get dark and sneaked out of the fortifications.
Zhang Xueliang's troops marched for two days before catching up with Han Baihang's third division. However, the continuous combat march had already exhausted the soldiers of the army. Although Zhang Xueliang had repeatedly ordered to strengthen vigilance at night, they were still stopped by Han Baihang's reconnaissance team.
Touched it.
Shitou and Huzi sneaked in secretly with a pair of people respectively. Their only purpose was to create chaos and deprive the Fengjun of sleep and food. The two of them joined together and divided their troops into two groups to attack Fengjun respectively.
I walked over to the place where grain and ammunition were stored.
Shitou quietly eliminated several enemies, put on their clothes with ease, and hurriedly looked for the location of the local ammunition depot. They walked around here, but did not find the place where the other party hid food.
Serving the army is indeed not simple, even the food is disguised so well.
Shitou thought to himself that he was too stupid. Something as important as food would be distributed to the soldiers immediately after it was delivered. However, for a wealthy manor like Zhang Xueliang, the food and ammunition would definitely not be distributed at once. Even then, the soldiers
It can't be carried away. And it will definitely be heavily guarded. As long as you find the place where the most soldiers are stationed, won't you find the place where the food and ammunition are stored?
Sure enough, Shi Shi walked not far and saw a row of soldiers standing guard. Below was a hollowed-out military fortification, which should be here. Moreover, the soldiers guarding here were different from the soldiers elsewhere. They even beat one of them.
There are no sleepy ones.
But how could this mere platoon of soldiers resist a master like Shitou? Shitou led a few members to sneak to the back. The dagger in his hand flashed across the night sky, and a row of soldiers arrived neatly. Shitou hurriedly got down.
In the fortification, as expected, there was not much food left, weapons and ammunition were abundant, and most importantly, there was a lot of gasoline.
Shitou was overjoyed. Before they were discovered by the opponent, he dragged down the bodies of the dead soldiers and handed them gasoline. The smell of gasoline filled the air. Shitou and the others also used gasoline to make a natural lead.
, after a few people ran out of the fortification where food and ammunition were stored, the stone lit a match and threw it into the gasoline.
The gasoline carried the fire and burned the entire fortification. For a while, everyone was shouting and shouting. Everyone was in a hurry, but no one knew what to do. They ran around like headless flies, escaping again and again.
They didn't dare to run away, but they didn't dare to save. At the same time, Shitou and the others were already wearing each other's clothes. Under the light of the fire, in the noisy crowd, they went away, hiding their merits and fame.
The stone came out, waited for a while, and saw a fire on the other side. Knowing that Huzi had succeeded, the two met, smiled knowingly, and hurriedly came back to report.
Han Baihang looked at the two fires burning in the fortifications opposite with his binoculars, and smiled. This was just an appetizer. But he also knew that with this little wealth, for Zhang Xueliang, it was not even a drop in the bucket.
Not really, but it was enough to make him sick, and that was enough. My purpose was not really to burn Zhang Xueliang's food, grass, or ammunition. My purpose was very simple, which was to make the other party unable to sleep well.
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When skilled chess players compete with each other, their internal strength is compared, and the fun has just begun.
