Warlords: Conquer the world from the county magistrate

Handing the bowl of water to the adjutant, Han Zhifu said unhappily, "Tell the troops to hurry up and cook, and leave immediately after dinner. That bastard Liu Minggong told us to get to Wen County before dark."

"Liu Minggong is also a division commander. Why did the governor give the troops to him to command?" the adjutant asked puzzledly.

"In terms of closeness, Commander Ma Jinwei and the Governor should be closer. They are brothers."

After glaring at the adjutant fiercely, Han Zhifu sneered, "It is precisely because we are brothers that the commander-in-chief will not hand over the troops to Ma Jinwei."

"The governor is a very suspicious person. He doesn't even trust his sworn brothers. Otherwise, there wouldn't be a war, and a little thing that hasn't even grown all its hair would occupy Fenglin."

"Let the troops be commanded by Division Commander Ma Jinwei. After the victory, how will you reward him? You can't let him be the commander-in-chief, right?"

"Liu Minggong is different. He doesn't have enough experience. Don't say I don't accept him. Who else, Zheng Zhifan, Ma Jinwei, etc., would accept him?"

"So, even if he wins the battle, he still has to be under the protection of the warlord and won't be able to make any waves."

When the adjutant heard Han Zhifu's words, his eyes flickered and his expression was inexplicable, and no one knew what he was thinking.

While Han Zhifu was talking with his adjutant, six 6-caliber mountain cannons and ten mortars had been set up behind Fang Guoxuan's position of the First Guard Regiment.

The Infantry Regiment Headquarters had four companies directly under its command, namely the artillery company, machine gun company, guard company, and reconnaissance company. Except for the artillery company, the reconnaissance company commander, and several scouts, all other troops directly under the command were left in Xing County.

The artillery company commander came over and said, "Captain, the artillery has been debugged."

"Okay, start the bombardment in one minute." Fang Guoxuan ordered.

Because they had trucks, Fang Guoxuan's troops had sufficient logistical supplies, including ammunition and artillery shells.

A minute later, Han Zhifu's troops had prepared lunch and were distributing the food. Han Zhifu was also holding the rice brought by his adjutant and was about to eat it.

Fang Weian on the mountain saw the situation of Han Zhifu's troops at the foot of the mountain and became secretly anxious, wondering why they were not taking action yet.

The company commander beside him said, "Battalion Commander, has the regiment commander not received the news yet? Why don't we launch a surprise attack first and catch them off guard?"

"If we wait any longer, it will be much more difficult for us to take action after they finish their meal."

"Follow orders and wait for the commander's action." Fang Weian glared at the company commander beside him.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw countless shells falling on the riverbank, in the middle of Han Zhifu's team. Because they were all waiting to share the food, the troops below were very densely packed.

"boom."

"boom."

In the explosion, countless soldiers were blown away. Many soldiers wanted to hide, but there was nowhere to hide on the flat ground of the river beach.

Two guards came to Han Zhifu and pointed to a ditch not far away and said, "Commander, hurry up and hide in the ditch."

Before Han Zhifu could react, the two men pulled Han Zhifu and jumped into the ditch.

Han Zhifu was stunned by the shell and was dragged into the ditch, before he could react.

Although the 75-caliber mountain artillery is more powerful than the 60-caliber mortar, the mountain artillery can only fire 6 shells per minute, while the mortar can fire a maximum of 40 shells per minute.

Fang Guoxuan controlled the firing speed of the mortar, allowing it to fire 20 rounds per minute.

36 mountain artillery shells and 200 mortar shells were dropped in one minute. Three minutes later, 108 mountain artillery shells and 600 mortar shells hit Han Zhifu's position.

After the shelling stopped, Fang Guoxuan stood up and said, "Brothers, charge."

"Captain, you stay here. I will lead the troops to charge." After Fang Tianming finished speaking, he charged with the troops.

Fang Guoxuan had no choice but to stay behind and command several soldiers to drive the truck over and have the artillerymen collect the ammunition and cannons and load them onto the truck to facilitate evacuation later.

"Brothers, charge." One minute after the artillery fire stopped, Fang Weijia stood up and shouted.

Then he led more than 800 people and rushed down the mountain towards the enemy on the riverbank.

Fang Weiguo in the rear also stood up and said, "All soldiers gather and charge the enemy."

"It's over, it's over, the entire army is finished." Han Zhifu cried in the ditch after the artillery fire stopped.

He led five regiments on this expedition. Because each regiment had suffered losses in the previous battle with Zhu Yaoxiang, the five regiments together had only more than 5,000 people.

In this round of shelling, fourteen to five hundred people were directly killed, more than a thousand were seriously injured, and many of the rest were slightly injured.

Except for some who escaped across the river, Han Zhifu glanced at the more than one hundred soldiers in the ditch, and they all looked frightened.

When Fang Wei'an's troops on the mountain rushed down, those on the riverbank who were slightly injured or luckily not injured all looked at a loss and had no intention of resisting at all.

Fang Weian shouted, "Put your hands on your head, squat on the ground, and you will not be killed if you surrender."

Under the threat of black gunpoint, most soldiers chose to surrender, and the few who were at a loss were shot dead.

"Retreat, brothers, follow me." Han Zhifu, with a hundred people, was unwilling to surrender. While exchanging fire with Fang Weian's troops, he retreated towards the canyon.

Some people chased Han Zhifu, and some people collected prisoners. An officer pointed to the other side of the river and said, "Battalion Commander, someone has crossed the river and escaped to the other side."

Fang Weian grabbed a submachine gun, fired at the other side, and ordered, "Shoot."

In a burst of gunfire, fifty or sixty of the two or three hundred people who had crossed the river were killed. Soon, they ran into the mountains and forests on the opposite bank, and Fang Weian had to give up the attack.

"Wei An, how is it?" At this time, Fang Tianming also arrived at the battlefield and he said depressedly.

We originally wanted to come here to engage in a firefight with the enemy, but in the end most of the people on the opposite side were captured, killed or injured in the explosion.

Fang Weian introduced: "Some of them fled towards the canyon, and one of my companies has already gone in pursuit."

Fang Tianming curled his lips. There was no hope. Fang Weiguo was guarding the other side of the canyon. If he led the team to pursue, he would probably only be able to watch Fang Weiguo collect the enemy's bodies.

Han Zhifu was leading his troops, running and firing at the pursuers behind him, and soldiers were constantly being shot and falling.

As they were running, another troop appeared in front of them and shot at Han Zhifu and others.

Fortunately, Han Zhifu acted quickly and hid behind a rock, so he escaped. Several soldiers around him were hit and fell.

"Brother, don't shoot, don't shoot, we surrender, we surrender." Han Zhifu shouted hurriedly, he didn't want to die here.

As Han Zhifu shouted, dozens of soldiers on Han Zhifu's side stood still and stopped shooting.

The pursuing soldiers of the First Guard Regiment and Fang Weiguo's soldiers also stopped firing.

Fang Weiguo shouted, "Put down your weapons, put your hands on your heads, and line up and walk out one by one."

Han Zhifu and his soldiers had no choice but to do as they were told. They threw away their weapons and walked out with their hands covering their heads. Fang Weiguo was not afraid of their tricks, so he led his soldiers forward and tied up the captives.