The battle report was sent to the 8th Division headquarters, and everyone was silent. On the first day, the casualties on the front line of the battle were as high as 700. It can be said that Li Shimao's temporary 33rd Regiment was half-disabled.

The Eighth Division is a KMT strong army, but compared with equipment, the Eighth Division is far inferior to Zhang Xun's braided army. First of all, from the comparison of artillery, the Eighth Division has imitated Krupp 75mm caliber mountain light cannons and Grusen 57mm caliber mountain fast cannons. Only twelve cannons cannons cannons that can be put into battle. These old cannons are not the opponents of Zhang Xun's Krupp 75mm tube retreat artillery. Moreover, the artillery organization of Zhang Xun's troops is eighteen battalions, and each battalion of artillery brought to Nanjing was thirty-six cannons. The power balance can be imagined.

Moreover, Zhang Xun's troops were equipped with more than 20 latest Maxim water-cooled heavy machine guns, French Hatches air-cooled heavy machine guns and Japanese Type 38 heavy machine guns. The entire division of the Eighth Division only had six Maxim heavy machine guns imitated by the Jinling Manufacturing Bureau in 1895. For this battle, even the "Six-barrel Divine Machine Cannon" (Green Rotary Machine Gun imitated by the Jinling Manufacturing Bureau) that had been eliminated long ago was pulled up.

It can be said that if it weren't for relying on the defense line and Fang Zida's discovery of the trench problem in advance, the position of the temporary 33rd Regiment would have been lost long ago. Zhang Xun's troops were known as the "Tiger and Wolf Army", and it was indeed not so easy to deal with.

Fang Zida frowned. He felt that although he had made so much preparation, he finally underestimated the famous braid. However, it is not the time to blame himself. How to deal with the current situation must be immediately decided. After careful consideration, he found Liu Zhi, asked about the artillery situation, and made an explanation. At the same time, Fang Zida added another battalion to the temporary 33rd Regiment, and asked Li Jun's 29th Regiment to be ready to respond to Li Shimao at any time.

While Fang Zida was nervously mobilizing the troops, Zhang Xun's troops on the opposite side had another relaxed atmosphere. Although the attack on the first day failed and he could not open the gap in the end, the position of the Eighth Division was disrupted. Zhang Xun, who was supervising the battle, saw clearly behind him and felt proud.

"Master General, I see that the Eighth Division is famous, but in fact it's just that. It seems that our army can drink Jinling City in less than three days." Wei Debin charged forward today, and waved his knife and chopped a few heads with his own hands. After drinking a bowl of strong wine, he wiped his mouth and laughed.

"Yes, the commander, why don't you attack overnight? If you work hard, the defense line of the 8th Division will definitely collapse!" Another battalion commander echoed, and asked in confusion.

"What's the hurry!" Touching the beard on his lips, Zhang Xun's eyes flashed: "Where is the only Eighth Division's opponent to our army? Today's first battle is just an appetizer. When our army is working hard tomorrow, we will completely take down these native chickens and tiles!"

"Okay! The handsome guy said it well!"

"The general is mighty!"

"I'm not sure about the coach again!"

"Hahaha! Come on, drink and drink! When you take down Nanjing City, the whole army will be rewarded with great rewards!"

On the second day, just as dawn, with the rumbling cannons, Zhang Xun's troops, who had been resting all night, couldn't wait to launch an attack. In Zhang Xun's opinion, the Eighth Division was just like this. He had already figured out the bottom of the Eighth Division in the battle yesterday. He just started the war today and invested the troops of the Second Battalion, constantly attacking the temporary 33rd Regiment position, trying to capture it in the shortest time.

But who would have thought that the number of troops invested was more than yesterday, but several attacks failed to work. Although the temporary 33rd Regiment suffered heavy casualties, he still held the position firmly in his hands.

"How is Li Shimao on the front line?" Fang Zida raised his telescope and looked at the position and asked with a serious expression.

The staff guarding the magnet phone immediately called the front line and reported in a short while: "The temporary 33rd Regiment suffered more than 500 casualties. Regiment Commander Li reported that the position was still in hand, and he guaranteed not to lose an inch."

Nodded, fighting is the best way to hone the soldiers. After yesterday's battle, the 33rd Regiment faced a more powerful enemy than yesterday, but the actual casualties were reduced. It seems that Li Shimao still has a good way to lead his troops. However, seeing the increasingly fierce attack of the Braidi Army, Fang Zida thought about it and issued an order to temporarily retreat.

"Retreat? Why retreat?" Platoon leader Cao Wenlian had just repelled a wave of attacks when he suddenly received a retreat order from the regiment headquarters and asked with incredible eyes.

"If you want to retreat, retreat, why do you ask? Retreat! Retreat quickly!" The messenger said with a dark face and left without looking back.

"Hey! Retreat! Retreat all!" Cao Wenlian was so angry that he punched the soil. Shangguan's order could not be violated, so he had no choice but to take his people back.

"Master! The Eighth Division can't stand it anymore, and the front begins to collapse!"

"Okay! Good fight!" Zhang Xun raised his telescope and looked at it. He shouted excitedly: "Tell me the order! The first battalion and the second battalion are chasing the entire line, so that the 25th Regiment will follow immediately, hurry up! Don't give them a chance to escape!"

"Yeah!"

"Hmph, Nanjing City, Nanjing City, I, Old Zhang, are finally back." Touching my beard, Zhang Xun seemed to see the Eighth Division being destroyed by himself. He had already stood at the top of Nanjing City and stepped back on the territory of that year.

Fang Zida, who was closely watching the battle situation, observed calmly. When he saw Li Shimao retreating from the front line and the soldiers entered the second line of defense one after another, he immediately issued an order.

"Let Liu Zhi be prepared at any time, and the 29th Regiment is ready to attack!"

The swarming Braidi Army easily captured the front line of the Eighth Division. After taking the position, it followed the retreating temporary 33rd Regiment continued to charge, trying to drive the Eighth Division into Nanjing City like a duck.

Who would have thought that the Pigzi Army had just chased after not long ago, bursts of cannons suddenly sounded. At first they thought it was their cannons showing their power, but in a blink of an eye the shell fell in front of them. For a moment, the artillery fire rumbled and blood were flying everywhere. At the same time, a group of soldiers from the Eighth Division who came out of nowhere suddenly shot at them. The sound of gunfire was mixed with the sound of machine guns, which beat the excited Braidzi soldiers to the point of falling.

"No, I'm trapped! Retreat, retreat quickly!" Wei Debin lay on the ground and shouted, "He was lucky. A shell landed not far from him. Several soldiers were blown to pieces and flew around. Wei Debin, who was lying down, escaped. Since the war started, the Eighth Division has not used cannons, who would have thought that he would wait for them here. Although the artillery fire of the Eighth Division was not fierce compared to Zhang Xun's troops, the blows given in this situation were tragic.

With just a few rounds of artillery attacks and the fierce counterattack of the Eighth Division, more than half of Wei Debin's subordinates were injured and killed, and even his battalion deputy was shot. After a long time of battle, he knew that he would definitely die if he lie down like this. After the artillery fire stopped, he quickly stood up and ran back without looking back, running to the trenches of the 33rd Regiment of the original temporary 33rd Regiment before he fell down.

"Sir, brothers have only run back more than 200."

"What!" Wei Debin's heart was as if he was shattered. His battalion was reimbursed for half of his battalion in such a short time. The loss was too great.

The sudden change made Zhang Xun in the rear furious. Seeing that victory was in sight, his team was beaten back and suffered such great losses. When Zhang Xun pulled his artillery battalion up and aimed at the opposite side for a burst of bombing, Liu Zhi, who had already completed the mission, had already transferred with the cannons, and the casualties of the 29th regiment hiding in the trenches were minimal. It can be said that Zhang Xun's artillery had basically achieved nothing except wasting a lot of shells.

"Deputy Commander Fang, fight well! Fight well!" Li Shimao said excitedly when he saw Fang Zida who was rushing to the front line. His temporary 33rd Regiment was too aggrieved and had been pressed and beaten. Now he finally saw the embarrassing look of the braided soldiers, and he didn't mention his joy.

"Captain Li, how are you injured?" Fang Zida asked when he looked at Li Shimao's injured arm.

"It's okay to scratch some skin."

"Where is your temporary 33rd Regiment? Do you still have combat power?"

Hearing this question, Li Shimao's eyes lit up and he asked quickly: "Deputy Commander Fang, are you going to fight back?"

"Yes! It's impolite to come but not come back, so it's time for Zhang Xun to see it." Fang Zida nodded with a smile.

That night, after a day of fierce battle, the battlefield gradually calmed down. Zhang Xun, who was suffering from a loss, licked his wound and thought to give the Eighth Division a powerful taste tomorrow, and he had to take revenge. But just as he was secretly planning in his heart, suddenly there was a loud gunfire on the front line. Zhang Xun, who didn't know what happened, hurriedly asked someone to explore. Who would have thought that the soldiers stationed in front would come to report after half an hour, and the position captured by the Eighth Division was sneak attacked and recaptured by the Eighth Division.

"Damn it! Bastard!"

Zhang Xun cut off the heads of several lower-level officers at the garrison positions in a row, and roared like thunder with red eyes. The officers at all levels in the tent were so scared that they didn't even dare to vent their anger. When Mr. Braid was so angry, he was driven out of Jiangsu. Who would have thought that this time he was in Jiangsu again and under the city of Nanjing again.

"The whole army attacks immediately! Take back the position!"

"No! The handsome man can't!"

Seeing Zhang Xun so hasty, Tang Yiming quickly dissuaded: "It's too late. The Eighth Division is familiar with the position layout and can only succeed while our army is unprepared for a sneak attack. If our army's night attack on the Eighth Division will not only fail to achieve its goal, but will... rely on the humble position, let the divisions be vigilant first, and it's better to wait until dawn before attacking."

"Yes, handsome man!"

"Masterman thinks twice!"

The other officers also tried hard to dissuade them. Zhang Xunhan looked for a while before sighing and waved his hand to let them leave.

"Xiao Tang, stay."

"Master..."

After the others left, Zhang Xun kept Tang Yiming, sat on the chair and thought for a while and asked, "It is said that the person in charge of the Eighth Division is a young man named Fang Zida? Is this person from Song Jiaoren?"

"Yes, the handsome man."

"You can go for me tomorrow and meet this Fang Zida."

"See Fang Zida? You want to..." Tang Yiming asked strangely.

Nodded, Zhang Xun sighed, "I underestimated the heroes of the world. I didn't expect that a literati could lead troops. This is not simple! I wrote a letter and you will bring it to him. Haha, if this person can win over it, it would be a good thing."


Chapter completed!