The hundred-man squad that suddenly rushed out from behind suddenly disrupted Feng Jun's morale. They also arranged themselves in a plum blossom-like formation and charged in from the rear. Zhang Zuoxiang later thought it was ridiculous when he talked about this battle. Who could have expected that?
, one of his masters was made dumplings by more than a hundred people, and he had no power to fight back.
But later, when the non-commissioned officers of Fengjun talked about this battle, no one did not admire the bravery and power of this hundred-man team. If the number of people was equal, they dared to say that this huge Republic of China, whether it is directly or indirectly
In the Feng Faction, no matter whether it was Northwest or Yunnan, there was no team that could compare to this hundred-man team. Of course, this is a story for another day.
At this time, Zhang Zuoxiang was already a little at a loss. At that moment, he was even thinking, if this team came straight towards Zhang Zuoxiang's head, could one of his divisions be able to stop them?
Han Baihang was also almost exhausted, but the fighting on the periphery immediately made them breathe a sigh of relief, and they could also rest during the battle.
Although Han Baihang's hundred-man squadron was small in number, it was extremely powerful in combat effectiveness. Although Zhang Zuoxiang's Fengjun army was not as powerful as a hundred-man squadron in combat effectiveness, they had the strength of a division. For a time, the two sides were evenly matched.
However, this situation did not last long, and the balance of the battle began to tilt, which could even be described as one-sided. Because during the battle, Han Baihang and Zhang Zuoxiang discovered that another team was coming behind them at almost the same time.
Han Baihang's hope was completely shattered, because he had fought here before, and he didn't even have to think about it. The only one who could appear in such barren mountains and forests was Zhang Xueliang's Third Corps. He had personally experienced the combat effectiveness of the Third Corps several times.
Yes, even a single division of his troops could not stop them, not to mention that he now only had a hundred men. Han Baihang was already devastated, but it was good that he could finally meet Gao Hongyi and the others.
Zhang Zuoxiang was extremely happy when he saw Zhang Xueliang's third corps. Even if one of his own divisions faced off against Han Baihang's hundred-man squadron, he was still worried that he would capsize in the gutter. At this time, Zhang Xueliang's appearance completely dispelled his fear.
Worry.
As soon as Zhang Xueliang arrived here, he saw people wearing Fengjun uniforms fighting. Without saying a word, he immediately ordered people to enter the battlefield. However, Gao Hongyi, Shitou Huzi and others who were following Zhang Xueliang saw at a glance that they were surrounded.
The hundred-man squad, the faces of those brothers were all too familiar to them, and Han Baihang was holding a long sword in the middle of the battle formation. Gao Hongyi and the others almost shed tears when they saw these.
Gao Hongyi and the others immediately ran to Zhang Xueliang and said: "Quick, give the order to stop fighting, that's my division commander, hurry up!" The three of them rushed over and shouted, while unconsciously standing in a triangular battle formation.
Zhang Xueliang was surrounded in the middle.
Zhang Xueliang knew that they were really anxious. He didn't even see clearly who was the commander-in-chief of the Fengjun army on the opposite side. At this time, he couldn't care so much. When everyone was engaged in bayonet combat, he took out his gun and pointed it towards the sky.
He fired three shots and shouted: "Everyone, please stop, stop fighting. I am Zhang Xueliang of the Third Corps of the Fengjun Army. Who is the commander of the Fengjun Army over there? Come and see me immediately!"
The sound of these three gunshots was so clear in the deep mountains and old forests, and echoed for a long time in the surrounding mountains. When Fengjun heard the order from Marshal Zhang Xueliang, even in the middle of the battle, they obediently withdrew from the battle and stopped.
attack.
Zhang Zuoxiang was still happy. When he heard Zhang Xueliang's voice, he knew that Zhang Xueliang hadn't seen him yet, so under the protection of several soldiers, he immediately walked to Zhang Xueliang's side and shouted as he walked: "Sixth son, this is your fucking uncle!"
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Zhang Xueliang had just brazenly called the commander of the Fengjun army on the opposite side to come over and report. He had just seen that there was only one division here, so he subconsciously thought that the highest officer here was just a division commander. It was reasonable for the division commander to report to the commander of his own army. But he didn't expect it.
It was his old uncle who was leading this division. He blushed for a moment and said embarrassedly: "Oh, uncle, I didn't see that it was you. Why did you bring people here from Gubeikou yourself? You
Just send someone!"
Zhang Zuoxiang said: "Your uncle is not worried about you. I am not worried about sending someone here. I heard that you were injured, so my uncle rushed over immediately. On the way, your father sent me several telegrams. He was very worried."
Very impatient!"
Zhang Xueliang turned around and shouted to his team: "Which bastard leaked the news that I was injured!"
Zhang Zuoxiang comforted Zhang Xueliang for a few words, and then asked: "Sixth son, what do you think of these Fengjun?"
Zhang Xueliang said with a smile: "Uncle, I'm here just for them. I guess you saw it just now. This is not an ordinary team!" Then he said a few words in Zhang Zuoxiang's ear, and Zhang Zuoxiang nodded thoughtfully.
nodded.
Han Baihang saw Zhang Xueliang in the crowd at the first sight. He ordered Fengjun to stop fighting. Han Baihang also ordered his men to stop fighting. He looked at Zhang Xueliang and wondered what tricks he was going to play.
At this time, Gao Hongyi Shitouzi rushed out from the team behind Zhang Xueliang and ran straight towards Han Baihang. The members of the hundred-man team including Han Baihang thought that Gao Hongyi and the other three had died in the battle long ago, but they did not expect that they were still alive. They were so excited that they almost
The old man was surprised and excited, and he almost burst into tears on the spot.
Han Baihang made up his mind and asked: "Damn it, did you vote for Zhang Xueliang?"
Gao Hongyi and the other two nodded quietly, waiting for Han Baihang's scolding.
Unexpectedly, Han Baihang didn't say a word of blame, he just nodded, looked at the three of them and said, "Damn it, I wish I didn't die!"
Zhang Xueliang knew that it was time for him to take the field. He walked in front of Han Baihang and his guards rushed to protect him. Zhang Xueliang waved his hand and signaled them to step back. He came to Han Baihang alone and said:
"Mr. Han, right? I am Zhang Xueliang, and we have fought twice!"
When Han Baihang saw that he did not let the guards protect him, he already understood his sincerity and said: "Yes, Marshal Zhang, once in Lingyuan and once near here. Unfortunately, I lost both times!"
Zhang Xueliang laughed loudly and said: "Commander Han, if one division has stopped my Zhang Xueliang's third corps for so long and is considered defeated, then you will really be ashamed of me, Zhang Xueliang!"
Han Baihang also smiled and said: "Regardless of the strength of the troops, if you don't win, you will lose. I, Han Baihang, never look for excuses on the battlefield!"
