July 14th, 1920
Li Yun Long's army, with the advantage of 500 people, 25 tanks and a dozen cannons, easily took down Jinzhou City.
After that, he did not continue to underestimate the enemy. Instead, he led his men and the 1,000 captives of the Feng army to perfect the position and wait for orders.
To be honest, even Li Yunlong himself felt that it was unbelievable that they could take down Jin City so easily. It was too easy.
"How f * cking boring!"
After mocking Feng Jun in a contemptuous tone, Li Yunlong did not find a room. He directly leaned against the tank's tracks and fell asleep.
In his words, he could sleep soundly by leaning on this big thing that weighed fifty to sixty tons.
Zhang Zuolin had been managing the northeast for a long time, and there were still a few people who were loyal to him.
Before Jinzhou City surrendered, a clever soldier of the Feng army took advantage of the chaos to run to the command center and send several telegrams to Zhang Zuolin, who was far away in the capital and playing games with the big shots.
"Jinzhou has fallen and Fengtian City is in danger. I hope the marshal will think twice. The three northeastern provinces are our foothold.”
That was the gist of it.
"F * ck!" After receiving the telegram, Zhang Zuolin was dumbfounded. Then, endless panic surged.
"Motherf * cker! Who did it?"
Zhang Zuolin was shocked and furious. He slapped the table in front of him hard, causing it to fall apart.
He could not think of anyone who would attack his base camp at such a critical moment.
However, Zhang Zuolin was still a hero in troubled times. After experiencing the initial panic, he quickly calmed down.
Inform Zhang Zuoxiang, his trusted aide who stayed in Fengtian's base camp, to temporarily ignore those who sneaked up on him from behind. Just guard Fengtian City well. Everything will be discussed after the war in Beijing and Tianjin is over.
After ending the call, Zhang Zuolin's face was gloomy and filled with anger. He found Wu Fu and Cao Kun to discuss the war and told them that their hometown had been attacked and that they had to end the war as soon as possible.
This put Wu and Cao in a difficult position. They had just received a report from their subordinates that the troops on the western front had suffered heavy losses from the border guards sent by Duan Qi Rui, and had no choice but to withdraw from Gaobeidian.
Yang Village, which was occupied by the east line, was also attacked by Xu Shuzhen. Although they were not defeated, they were not defeated either. The battle was slightly unfavorable.
Moreover, Duan Qirui was on good terms with the Japanese, so it was hard to guarantee that they would not send troops to help.
This made the two of them a little timid. They did not dare to act rashly, afraid that they would attract the Sun Rushing People to participate in the battle.
How intelligent was Zhang Zuolin? From a commoner to the king of the northeast, his ability to read people's minds could be said to be perfect.
He could see the fear in their hearts at a glance. Seeing that they did not speak for a long time, he smiled contemptuously.
"Motherf * cker, transfer your people from Yang Village to support the Western Front. I will personally lead our Northeastern men to capture that traitor Xu Shuzhen alive.”
He threw his hat on the table and ran out of the door.
After gathering the Enhancer that he had brought over, he headed straight for Yang Village.
As he was worried about his hometown being attacked, Zhang Zuolin directly led his troops to fight. This was a situation that had never happened in history.
After arriving, they immediately drove away the troops to support the Western Front.
He ordered his men to spread out the cannons he had bought from the Russians and fired them at the border guards led by Xu Shuzhen.
However, Xu Shuzhen was not a simple person. In addition, the Northwest Border Guards were very brave and good at fighting. After they split up, they went into the forest and blocked their vision, greatly reducing the power of the artillery. The losses were negligible.
" Motherf * cker, you're not a man, you're just like a monkey," Zhang Zuolin roared. After a few rounds of bombardment, the effect was minimal. Looking at the red cannon barrel, he had no choice but to order a pause.
Although these cannons looked old, they had cost a lot of money to buy from the Russians. If they continued to fire without caring about anything and ended up here, they would suffer a huge loss.
When Xu Shuzhen saw that the bombardment had stopped, he was delighted. He ordered the border guards to rush out of the forest and find cover to shoot.
"Heh, you still dare to come?"
Zhang Zuolin was so angry that he laughed. He called his men from the northeast and fired back.
The difference in numbers between the two sides was not big, and their combat strength was not weak either. The battle was in a stalemate for a moment, and neither side could gain the slightest advantage.
However, if one looked closely, Xu Shuzhen's Northwest Border Army was gradually showing signs of decline, while Zhang Zuolin's Northeast Army was attacking even more fiercely.
After all, it was an army that often had conflicts with Japan and Russia. Although it basically did not gain any advantage, it was enough to prove its extraordinary strength.
The battle lasted until late at night. It was not that one side won, but that the soldiers on both sides were exhausted and unable to fight anymore.
The sky had just brightened when the northeast army began firing again. The battle resumed less than six hours later.
As for the Northwest Army, they seemed to have telepathy with each other. They lowered their bodies and entered the forest in groups of three or two. You wouldn't be able to see where they were or what they were doing in the forest.
Zhang Zuolin was so angry that he cursed out loud, but he was helpless. Yesterday, they had paid the price of thousands of casualties, but they still had not made any progress.
Zhifeng's war against Wan fell into a stalemate, and on the other side, Lin Shu was sent to attack Chengde's White Mountain Army, but they also fell into a situation where they could not attack for a long time.
Chengde was no ordinary city. As the second political center of the Qing Dynasty, it was connected to the Beijing-Tianjin-Liaoning-Mongolia region.
In 1840, 1861, and 1885, the royal family of the Qing Dynasty came here many times to avoid…It might not be difficult, but it could also be the heat.
It was truly a battleground for military strategists.
In 1918, Zhang Zuolin took it down, and a division of elites was also stationed here.
A total of 14,000 people were under Zhang Zuolin's direct command, and they were equipped with many cannons.
Bai Shan, who only had 3,000 people, was stunned. If not for the eight tanks intimidating the Feng army, he would have fled long ago.
For an entire day, the twenty cannons they brought with them fired hundreds of shells. Other than killing thousands of soldiers, they did nothing.
"Damn it!"
Bai Shan stared at the other party's impregnable defense. The Feng army, who was guarding the defense line and not coming out, was directly furious. He cursed in an extremely rare manner.
"Where's the signalman? Contact the commander and request for air support.”
"Yes, sir!" After receiving the order, the signalman held the radio and began to operate it. The beeping sound did not stop.
After Lin Shu learned of the situation, he directly approved 30 P-36 fighter jets to take off and support.
The distance from Tang Shan to Cheng De was less than 150 kilometers. With the speed of the P-36, it would take 20 minutes to fly there after the take-off.
An hour later, Lin Shu received a telegram from Bai Shan."
"Cheng De has been taken down. 57 of our soldiers have died and 130 have been injured. 2500 of our soldiers have died and 11000 have surrendered. One day later, I intend to leave half of our troops behind to guard the captives.”
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