The bandits in the northeast were like hairs on a cow, and there were plenty of opportunities for the First Division to train their troops.
Zhang Xueming's goal in training the soldiers was to create an army that could surpass the Japanese's A Division in terms of individual strength. If he could have 300,000 of these troops under him, he would be able to choose an opportunity to devour the Guandong Army entrenched in the northeast.
Zhang Xueming looked at the hour hand and estimated that it was time.
"Order the cavalry to charge!"
Infantry coordination tactics were a combat subject that tested the coordination of various units.
That was, the artillery would complete the artillery task within the specified time, and the infantry, cavalry, and tanks would charge forward.
According to the situation on the battlefield, the coordinates of the Artillery Regiment would be adjusted.
In this way, the army would become a constantly advancing bayonet, pressing against the enemy's heart at all times.
Bandits without heavy firepower could only be reaped when faced with the tall and strong cavalry.
The bandits, who were forced to get used to artillery fire, could not help but cheer when they saw that the cannon had finally stopped.
"Haha, Bodhisattva must have saved us!”
The bandits who had lost their fighting spirit threw away the weapons in their hands and began to flee for their lives.
This bandit army was originally temporarily united for the sake of fighting for benefits.
How could they still care about the alliance agreement from before? They risked their lives to leave the team, retreat from the battle line of defense, and run to the back.
"I'm not going to fight this battle anymore. Brothers, retreat!”
Looking at the continuous collapse, the bandit leaders shouted.
"Retreat? Where can you run to?"
"Do we have any other way out?”
Heizi Zhang finished the last bite of the drumstick and said slowly.
"Zhang Heizi, what are you saying?”
"The scouts in the rear have reported that the Feng army has blocked all the roads in the rear.”
"According to my guess, the troops searching the mountain must have surrounded them.”
When the bandit leaders heard this, they all said in disbelief,
"F * ck Zhang Xueming, isn't he afraid of us risking our lives?”
It was common for military strategists to be lacking in encirclement.
If the encirclement was tight, it would definitely stimulate the fighting potential of the trapped person.
It would cause the besieging troops to suffer greater casualties. Staying behind a gap would cause the trapped troops to lose their will to fight, thus eliminating the main force and reducing their own casualties.
And Zhang Xueming's complete encirclement this time was clearly to wipe out the bandit forces.
"I f * cking understand now. This is a trap!”
"A trap that will kill us all!”
"Zhang Heizi, how much money did you take from the government army? How dare you harm our brothers like this!”
The bandit leaders discussed among themselves.
He pointed the spearhead at Zhang Heizi.
"Are your heads all big?”
"The soldiers killed nearly a thousand of my men. I can't live under the same sky as them!”
Zhang Heizi roared in extreme anger.
After all, Zhang Heizi was the first to jump out with a gun every time he charged.
Thinking of this, the bandit leaders stopped criticizing.
"Bosses, in terms of strategy, we can't beat those government troops, but in terms of courage, we've become so many heroes in the forest.”
"Mountain Valley County is right in front of us. Why don't we take a gamble and capture Zhang Er alive?”
"If we win, we'll be the next Zhang Zuolin. Even if we lose, we'll be good men again after eighteen years.”
Heizi Zhang said to the Mountain Bandits with his tempting words.
"F * ck, Zhang Heizi's words are not without reason. He's just a lowly life, why should he be afraid of those who wear shoes!？”
"My cheap life isn't worth much. I've lived long enough anyway, so I'm going to drag a few soldiers down with me even if I die.”
Faced with such a deadly situation, the bandits were forced to unite against the enemy.
In the county town, the cavalry regiment was neatly receiving their pre-battle training.
Cavalry had always been the natural enemy of infantry. Before Maxim's invention, cavalrymen were known as natural generals.
On this muddy road, the cavalry had an advantage over tanks and other heavy weapons.
"The regimental commander's order is to display the elegance of the cavalry!”
"Wherever the cannons can't reach, our cavalry will advance with our swords.”
But at this moment, the cavalrymen were nervous and excited.
They were nervous because it was their first time facing the vicious bandits, but they were excited because they could finally do something big and show their brothers the results of their cavalry regiment.
The warhorses neighed loudly from time to time. They seemed to understand their master's meaning and could not wait to establish their achievements.
Ten minutes later, the city gate slowly opened.
Passing through the narrow city gate, there was an endless cloud of smoke in front of him.
Although they were in a time of war, the battlefield after being attacked by artillery still shattered their understanding.
How was this still a battlefield? It was not too much to say that it was hell.
Many of the soldiers could not bear the scene and even got off their horses and vomited.
"Look at you guys, pull the reins properly, draw your sabers, and charge!”
The commander of the cavalry regiment looked at the good-for-nothing soldiers and cursed loudly.
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