District 9

That night, around 11 o'clock.

There are more than 30,000 men from the Feng Ji Corps in the Seventh District, 6,000 men from the Shaxuan Brigade, and about 10,000 men from the New First Division in the Lu District. They borrowed a road from the northwest half of Jiangzhou and headed straight for Sichuan.

At present, in addition to the guard troops, city defense troops, and He Dachuan's brigade, Xun Chengwei's army is the only one left in Sichuan Mansion.

The Qilin troops in the southwest theater are all stationed in the Old Triangle. They have no way to withdraw because they have to take into account the military changes in the fifth district.

The main forces of the Daya troops in the Northeast Theater are now entrenched near the Eighth District, forming a confrontation with the troops around Wang Zhou's army, and they cannot come back.

As for the combat-experienced troops in District 9, they had not received any combat missions at this moment, and Lin Nianlei had never thought of using him.

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In addition to the frontier corps headed by Feng Ji, Xu Hancheng also sent 20,000 troops from Jiujiang to the Zhou clique, which were stuck in the northwest of Jiangzhou to prevent the Chen clique from sending troops to sneak attacks. Because if Feng Ji Corps wants to attack Sichuan, it must take the route of Jiangzhou. If there is any change in the Chen faction, Feng Ji Corps will probably be shut down and beaten. Therefore, Xu Hancheng's troops are used as follow-up support troops.

At this moment, the military situation centered on the Jiangzhou border has become clear. Feng Sha's regiment, with about 50,000 men, wants to penetrate Xun Chengwei's army and then send his troops south to take Nanmu, distant mountains and other places.

Ever since Qin Yu's incident, all parties have been ready to take action. It was not until another assassination incident broke out in the Old Triangle that all parties could no longer sit still. They don't care what the conspiracy is in this matter. At this moment, they just want to use strong military oppression methods to completely mess up the military and political situation in the three major regions.

At about six o'clock in the morning, the Feng Clan troops completely passed through the territory of Jiangzhou, and the Chen Clan troops, as the defenders of Jiangzhou, gave way in full. For the first time, they publicly drew a clear line between themselves and the Sichuan government. The military conflict that is about to break out this time is ignored.

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Half past eight in the morning.

Xun Chengwei's main troops all rushed to the border line and entered a defensive state.

Qin Yu once commented on Xun Chengwei, that is, he is slightly conservative in offense, but he is a master in defense.

This evaluation is almost a summary of Xun Chengwei's character. He is also a very stable person in life. Since joining Sichuan, he has almost never made any mistakes or mistakes. Of course, he did not perform extraordinary feats like Daya. This is why many troops in Sichuan Province were reorganized, but Qin Yu still arranged for him to be a troop directly under the headquarters.

In the military headquarters of the First Army directly under the Sichuan government, Xun Chengwei held the intercom system on his hips and shouted: "The enemy's strength is more than twice ours. This is the toughest battle we have encountered since the founding of the army. I now give the final order to the 17 combat groups under my command, that is, in every area and every point, I must fight to the last man before I can withdraw from the defense area. If a company loses the defense area, it will affect The deployment of a regiment. If a regiment retreats, the surrounding regiments will collapse. The troops are not allowed to fight out, but if the enemy troops come in on their own initiative, we cannot let them take a step forward!"

"Copy that, Commander!"

"receive!"

"...!"

A firm and concise response came from the intercom system.

After Xun Chengwei issued the final order, he immediately left the hidden headquarters and took the guard troops to the forward trenches to watch the battle.

As expected, Feng Ji's regiment did not stop at all after passing through Jiangzhou. As soon as the forward troops were deployed, the large forces launched an attack directly.

The battle of tens of thousands of people began. Heavy artillery and rocket launchers were so dense that they hit the defense area of ​​Xun Chengwei's defenders like a heavy rain.

No military defense equipment can completely withstand the firepower of a corps. The Sichuan army could only hold on and not attack, so it suffered a big loss at the beginning. A large number of soldiers died without seeing any trace of the enemy...

In Jiangzhou, an officer under Chen Jun held a telescope and stared blankly at the battlefield. His voice trembled and he said: "...I don't understand...why did the troops who once fought side by side become like this today? ! Riding on horses, these bastards from the Zhou clan are killing our allies... We can't move yet, we have to give way. I'm angry that I'm stupid and can't understand such an order!"

The people around him didn't dare to answer the conversation, and just looked at the front battlefield blankly. .

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After the shelling on the border continued for nearly two hours, the motorized and armored units of Feng Ji Corps began a full-scale attack.

The two sides fought fiercely for six hours during the day, and Xun Chengwei's troops lost more than 3,000 men in direct combat.

Among the more than 3,000 people, not one was hit by artillery shells or mowed down by machine guns as they retreated. Instead, they all fell in their own trenches.

In the forward position.

Xun Chengwei walked around and shouted: "Evacuate all the wounded, and the reserve team behind will provide me with reinforcements. Their attack will not stop, and we will definitely not have support in a short time. I just say one word when I step on the horse, today Either all 20,000 of the Sichuan First Army will be killed, or Feng Ji will not be able to take a step forward!"

"Report to the commander, our logistics supply unit can also participate in the war!" A leader of the logistics supply regiment ran over and shouted. .

Xun Chengwei glanced at the other party: "You are allowed to participate in the war. Damn it, the war has reached this place, what supplies do you need? Anyone who can hold a gun, let me enter the defense zone and do it!"

"yes!"

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Late at night, at around eight o'clock, in Songjiang District 9, a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a dirty military coat and holding a wine bottle, walked out of a snack bar.

He was so drunk that he walked slowly, his face turned red, and every time he took two or three staggering steps, he would take a sip of strong liquor.

"The dignified Feng clan is now willing to be a hawk or a cannon fodder. What a shame!!"

The middle-aged man drank wine, shed tears, and walked in tears on the brightly lit streets. He shook his head frequently and murmured: "I have no spine, no faith... I only know how to wage war and fight constantly... Where is the future of my Feng descendants?" ? Where is it?! Will we only be given to Zhou Xingli and his like to lead horses and fall on benches from now on?"

He cursed and yelled unwillingly, and walked forward step by step.

His name is Feng Yunian, and he was once the city's top administrative officer.

He once indirectly caused the death of a group of Feng clique personnel because of mediating conflicts between the Sichuan government and the Feng clique.

From then on, Qin Yu, Governor Zhou and others invited him several times to re-manage Songjiang government affairs, but he rejected them all.

From then on, Feng Yunian completely sank, which also meant that his strong character and vision for the future were finally defeated by this chaotic era.

He lost his ideals, his relatives, and all his visions, leaving only an unwilling body.

"...!" Feng Yunian shed tears and murmured with slow steps: "...the remnants of the army leapt across Jiangzhou, and from now on there will be no more Feng in the world...Hahaha!"

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In the Old Triangle area, the white-haired Pu Xiazi looked at Lin Nianlei and asked, "Why should I help you?"