That day, three o'clock in the afternoon.
On the wall of Liyang City, Commander of Zhiliu Division, Lao Feng, was pacing on the city tower anxiously.
At noon, the Yixing garrison sent a telegram saying that there was constant gunfire in the Changxing area.
Lao Feng thought Ma Mengjiang was attacking Changxing, so he quickly sent a message to Zhi 9th Division to ask for details, but found that they had lost contact with Ma Mengjiang.
And an hour ago, thunderous gunfire was heard even from the direction of Yixing County.
Lao Feng had studied at the Fuso Army Military Academy, and he concluded that the sound must be the sound of heavy artillery.
But at present, there are only a handful of warlords in China who possess large-caliber heavy artillery.
Including Wu Peifa, the leader of the Zhili Army, there were only more than thirty heavy artillery made by Fuso.
There is also Zhang Yulin of the Feng clan, who also has dozens of Fuso-made heavy cannons in his hands.
The original Anhui faction Duan Qirui had heavy artillery in his hands, but in the direct-Anhui war, basically all of them were lost.
Now China does not have the ability to manufacture heavy artillery and can only purchase it through foreigners.
Foreigners now have very strict controls on this kind of weapons and directly restrict the export of heavy weapons to China. Where did Lu Yongxiang get this kind of killer weapon?
However, without the order from the Qi family and his son, Lao Feng did not dare to retreat without permission, so he had to wait where he was.
He had no idea that Lu Xiaojia had already eliminated the Ma Mengjiang tribe and easily captured Yixing County.
At this moment, they were marching towards Liyang City, and the leading troops were less than ten kilometers away from them.
And a large number of scouts have arrived in advance to directly monitor the entire Liyang City.
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"Reporter! Master Qi just called and asked you about the specific situation."
After hearing this, Lao Feng quickly entered the city attic and couldn't wait to answer the phone.
"Yes, Master Qi, we have completely lost contact with Ma Mengjiang's tribe. In addition, the sound of heavy artillery was heard from the direction of Yixing just now. I suspect that Ma Mengjiang and the others may have encountered an accident and the entire army was wiped out."
On the other end of the phone, Qi Lu learned the specific situation and slammed her hand on the table in anger.
"What, the entire army was wiped out?"
"And where did Lu Yongxiang get his heavy artillery? Isn't this a hell in broad daylight?"
Qi Lu couldn't help cursing Qi Xieyuan's stupidity in her heart. I told you not to attack from the direction of Yixing, but you still refused to listen.
And this Ma Mengjiang is also a fool. In less than a day after the war started, his entire army was wiped out?
You must know that there are more than 30,000 soldiers and horses. For most warlords, this is a strain.
"Damn it, it seems that Lu Yongxiang must have received secret support from a certain great power recently, which allowed his strength to increase in a short period of time. What a piece of shit luck."
Qi Lu judged on the spot that Lu Yongxiang was coming fiercely and that he was completely outmatched. He should try his best to preserve his strength and withdraw from the north bank in an orderly manner.
"Laofeng, I order you to have the 6th Zhi Division quickly withdraw from Liyang City and move towards Zhenjiang City. We don't want the south bank of Huai Province for the time being."
After hanging up the phone, Qi Lu did not dare to delay at all, and quickly asked someone to send electricity to Qi Xieyuan, who was far away in Ancheng, Huai Province, and informed her of the specific situation.
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Lao Feng hung up the phone and did not dare to delay. After all, the young master personally ordered the retreat.
"Adjutant Wu, let the security team continue to be stationed in Liyang. You should organize the troops to assemble immediately. We will leave from the north of the city and evacuate to Zhenjiang City quickly."
"Master, I'm going to give the order right away."
In the distance in the direction of Yixing, the sound of cannons that sounded like God was angry has long since ended.
An hour later, the 15,000 troops of the 6th Zhili Division were assembled and left Liyang City from the north of the city.
At this moment, the teaching regiment and artillery regiment also arrived 7 kilometers south of Liyang City, preparing to attack the city.
The artillerymen of the howitzer regiment swung out sparks with pickaxes, and within eight minutes, 60 155mm howitzers were deployed.
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On an official road 3 kilometers north of Liyang City, the 6th Zhizhi Division was retreating in panic along the official road to Zhenjiang City, 90 kilometers away.
Among the disorganized team, there were more than a dozen carriages loaded with gold and silver treasures. This was naturally the wealth that the Zhiliu Division had plundered from Liyang City.
Lao Feng was riding on his horse. Seeing that the morale of the soldiers was a little low, he also started to draw pie. "Brothers, don't panic too much. We are retreating to Zhenjiang now. After joining the 29th Division, we will retreat to the north bank."
"After our 6th Division returns safely to the north bank of Huai Province this time, Commander, I will distribute some of the wealth collected in Liyang City to you as bonuses."
The big cake painted by Lao Feng really had some effect. Many soldiers lost their decadent look after hearing this, and there was even a hint of greed in their eyes.
After all, this time Zhiliu Division arrived in Liyang City and found a lot of money, including two million silver dollars alone, not to mention various calligraphy and painting treasures and real gold and silver.
"Long live Master, brothers, cheer up, Lu Yongxiang and the others are not so fast!"
"Yes, we have to speed up our pace to get rid of the pursuers behind us, and rush to Zhenjiang as soon as possible to join the 29th Zhizhi Division. We will be safe by then!"
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They were unaware that several Harley WLA 42 motorcycles were parked quietly in a small forest 1.2 kilometers away from them.
A pair of small, shining eyes were observing their every move through the M65 scissor-shaped artillery scope, hidden in a small ditch.
These people were wearing camouflage field uniforms and were naturally the scouts sent by Lu Xiaojia in advance.
Several scouts were startled when they saw such a large number of people marching towards Zhenjiang.
Immediately use the SCR-300 FM walkie-talkie to report the situation at hand to the artillery position 12 kilometers away and request artillery fire.
"Call thunderstorm, I am Hawkeye No. 3, north of Liyang City, I found a large number of enemy infantry."
"Road 355, datum 087 to the left!"
"Test firing the No. 1 gun of each battalion of the entire regiment!"
"Prepare ~ release!"
A minute later, six 155mm grenades roared in and landed accurately in the queue of the 6th Zhizhi Division. Fire and smoke rose from the ground.
"Boom!"
Several dazzling firelights rose up, and shrapnel splashed recklessly in the smoke and dust, directly cutting many Zhizhi troops into pieces, leaving no bones left.
A carriage loaded with gold, silver and jewelry was overturned by the scorching air waves on the spot. Silver coins were flying in the sky, indirectly killing many Zhili troops.
The violent explosion frightened the horses, and division commander Lao Feng fell off his horse heavily. With the help of his adjutant, he got up with stars in his eyes.
Looking at the tragic scene on the official road in stunned silence, Lang Feng was greatly shocked.
The enemy's attack speed is too fast!
But it's useless to say anything now. The top priority is how to stabilize the 6th Division. The few test rounds just fired by the enemy have indirectly killed hundreds of people.
The troops even showed signs of defeat. Seeing that the situation was not going well, some of the defeated troops had already begun to snatch the treasures on the carriage, preparing to take some money and run away.
The supervisory team of the Zhi 6th Division also played a role at this moment, "Brothers, stay in formation, don't panic, anyone who takes money privately and runs away will die!"
Seeing that some soldiers were still disobeying orders, the supervising team decisively drew out their pistols.
"Bang! Bang!"
The iron-blooded methods of the Supervisory Team finally temporarily curbed the defeat of the Zhi 6th Division.
"Brothers, hurry up and bring what you need and try to maintain your formation. The enemy's artillery has a limited range. Let's speed up the march and arrive at Zhenjiang!"
Lao Feng's eyes widened in anger, looking at the real money and silver scattered on the ground, his heart filled with hatred.
"Damn Lu Yongxiang, this is the rhythm to drive out our 6th Division. It's really a tiger that doesn't show its power. Think of me, Laofeng, as a sick cat, right?"
"Leave Qingshan here without fear of running out of firewood. Master, we'd better evacuate quickly, otherwise we may end up in the same fate as Ma Mengjiang's tribe." Seeing Lao Feng gritting his teeth in anger, the adjutant became anxious.
"Master, it should have been a test firing by the enemy's artillery just now. We must speed up our march now and escape from the effective range of the enemy's artillery as soon as possible, otherwise..."
Lao Feng was reminded by the adjutant and was frightened. "Then don't worry about the wounded. Bring me the gold, silver and jewelry and let the troops speed up!"
