Chen Congyun was actually very scared at the beginning. After all, it was the first time he was trying his best. He was not good at taking the guy to fight hard. However, there was no way out at this time, and he had to go up even if he had to go up even if he had to go up, but his body was a little shaking and his legs were a little soft. At this time, Chen Congyun was a little grateful. Yesterday afternoon, the two soldiers who grabbed him.

Bullets flew around in their ears, and a bullet hit a warrior beside them. When they watched a blood flower splattering in the chest of the young warrior, shaking and falling forward, Chen Congyun's head buzzed, and a stream of blood surged upwards. His body stopped shaking, his legs stopped trembling, and he rushed into the crowd with a bayonet.

The morale of the army was completely different when fighting against the wind. When they were sleeping, they were awakened by gunfire. The regiment trainees began to feel a little panicked. After a fire, the French troops on the flank were killed and injured, and their confidence was also up. Seeing that Chen Congyun was the first to rush down with a gun, the general was so willing to spare his life, what else could he say about the soldiers?

Chen Congyun, who was rushing in front, rushed forward with his head muffled. He saw the chaotic flanking French army, who was about to shoot with a gun, was just over ten meters away, but he found that there were no bullets in the gun.

Chen Congyun forgot that this was a single-shot rifle, but he had to change the bullet when he shot one shot.

At this time, Li Yaozu led dozens of brothers to come up from behind the butts of the flanking French army. Seeing that the Francis Army was in chaos, Chen Congyun gritted his teeth and rushed forward with a rifle. He happened to encounter a French army who was changing bullets in a panic. Without thinking, he stabbed the French soldier in the chest.

Puchi! The bayonet pierced deeply into the chest of the French soldier and found that he had killed someone. Chen Congyun was stunned for a moment, subconsciously tug the gun back, and a stream of blood spurted out, splashing Chen Congyun's face.

Chen Congyun was stunned and stood there without moving. The soldiers beside him surpassed him one by one and rushed into the French army.

"Master! Be careful!" Suddenly, Sheng Xiaoqi shouted, rushed over and knocked down Chen Congyun. With a bang, a stone beside Chen Congyun was hit, and the splashed gravel hit his face, causing a burst of pain, and immediately awakened Chen Congyun.

"Xiaoqi, are you okay?" Chen Congyun exclaimed, looking at Sheng Xiaoqi lying beside him.

"It's okay, I just put a hole in my clothes." Sheng Xiaoqi sat up and found that the shoulders of the clothes were hot. He looked down and saw that he was not injured. He sat there and smiled foolishly.

In just two or three minutes, the flank French army, which was attacked by front and back, could no longer hold on. The remaining dozen people ran away. Chen Congyun saw Li Yaozu in the chaos, and hurriedly rushed forward and shouted: "Li Yaozu, bring people to support Lord Yang."

"Li Xiaosan, my sister. I'll tell you to take good care of Lord Shen." Li Yaozu saw Chen Congyun sitting on the ground with blood on his face, looking really scared, and immediately cursed.

"Call me *, I'm fine, why don't you go and support Lord Yang quickly." Chen Congyun was anxious and had no time to explain, so he cursed.

When Li Yaozu saw Chen Congyun was full of energy and didn't look like something was wrong, he turned his head and shouted: "Brothers, follow me to kill!" Li Yaozu's throat was hoarse, and he rushed towards the two armies fighting head-on with a machete.

After the French flank was defeated, the right wing was completely exposed to the 500th regiment led by Chen Congyun. Li Yaozu led his men to the French army. The Qing army, which was struggling to support, was almost unable to hold on, and when he saw the French flanks in chaos, he knew that reinforcements were coming, and his morale was immediately boosted.

"Brothers, Lord Shen is bringing reinforcements up." Yang Yuke shouted, waving the big knife that curled the blade and chopped down a French army.

The French army was attacked on the flanks. I don’t know how many reinforcements the Qing army had arrived. The morale was relieved. Many soldiers immediately lost their fighting will and began to run back.

The Qing army, which had joined forces, became more and more braver as the battle fought. The French army was defeated and the French army could not support it and retreated one after another.

"Damn it!" Nicolli was so angry that he threw away the telescope. He turned his head and calmly said to the adjutant beside him: "Order the follow-up troops to stop attacking." The fighter plane missed it and stopped coming again. Nicolli was very clear about this, otherwise he would not be a qualified general.

When Chen Congyun saw the French army retreating, his nervous mood gradually relaxed. When Sheng Xiaoqi helped him stand up slowly, he saw many French army around him with broken hands and feet and broken belly. Some were dying and screaming, and some intestines were flowing out. He couldn't help but feel a violent disgusting. He held a tree trunk beside him and vomited wildly.

Sheng Xiaoqi couldn't hold on to Chen Congyun's vomiting anymore, and the master and servant hugged the tree trunk and vomited.

After vomiting, when there was nothing to vomit in his stomach, the battle had calmed down. From a distance, only the French army retreated in a mess. Yang Yuke led the team to chase after him for half a mile. Seeing that the follow-up troops of the French army came up to pick him up, Yang Yuke shouted to the soldiers: "Brothers, retreat!"

With a bang!, Yang Yuke's thin body trembled and fell down with a shaking sound.

The soldiers around him rushed up, carried them back.

Sitting on the ground with weak energy, Chen Congyun saw the soldiers carrying Yang Yuke back, and suddenly, there was no idea where the strength came from, so he rushed up and rushed to the front.

"Brother Yang, are you okay?"

Chen Congyun rushed in front of him and thought in his heart that he wouldn't be really moving along the original trajectory, right? Chen Congyun cursed the god of God in his heart, and Yang Yuke, who was lying on the ground, looked pale.

"I can't die. I was shot on the shoulder and injured my bones. Brother Shen, God doesn't want to accept me yet." Yang Yuke comforted her. Chen Congyun looked at Yang Yuke's face with an ugly look, turned his head and shouted: "Military doctor, where did the military doctor die?"

The military doctor who followed the army had already come up. After taking a look at Yang Yuke's injuries, he stood up and said to Chen Congyun: "Mr. Shen, General Yang's life is fine, he just injured his bones and needs to be kept for three or four months."

It was a hundred days of injury, and the old saying was true. Chen Congyun heard that Yang Yuke could not die, and finally a stone fell to the ground in his heart. God finally made himself go wrong, and Yang Yuke could not die.

A sneak attack and counter-sneaking came down, and the positions were killed and injured, and all of them were less than 1,200. The battle was almost impossible to fight, and the French did not get it well. One thousand people came up, but only six hundred were withdrawn, half of which were injured. Nicolli was almost crazy, and the small Wenyuan position paid the price of casualties of one thousand people, but it was not able to be defeated.

Just when Necolli was at a loss, Poly also sent a brigade of soldiers and 3,000 South Vietnamese puppet troops to reinforce. Necolli was overjoyed when he heard the news.

"Brother Shen, this position is no longer able to be defended. The reinforcements are not delayed. How can I feel at ease if you ask me to go on like this?" Lying on the stretcher, Yang Yuke held Chen Congyun's hand tightly and said nothing.

After the military doctor briefly bandaged Yang Yuke, Chen Congyun decided to send someone to send Yang Yuke. Yang Yuke was worried about Chen Congyun. Everyone walked together between life and death, and their feelings were already deep. Chen Congyun was actually very annoyed. Before coming to reinforce Yang Yuke, he had already sent someone to send letters to Pan Dingxin, hoping that he would send more reinforcements, but there was no news at all.

The 1,000 people brought by Chen Congyun now have only more than 600 people left. The Longzhou regiment training suffered more than 300 casualties, which made Chen Congyun feel so distressed. These Guangxi soldiers are not like the veterans of the Huai Army. In the future, Chen Congyun wanted to take them as the foundation and form a team of his own.

However, things have two sides. The remaining two hundred Longzhou regiments have become qualified soldiers after the baptism of war. If you practice more in the future, you will naturally be the backbone of the troops directly under Chen Congyun Xinmu in the future.

"Brother Yang, just keep going, you can fight with the Frenchman." Chen Congyun said heroically, and actually had a break in his mind. It was hard to say in front of Yang Yuke.

"Don't fight hard. You are not as thick as me, you will die if you die. You will have great achievements in the future. I mean, hurry up and take the troops to Zhennan Pass." Yang Yuke took the initiative to retreat, but Chen Congyun didn't expect it. Just as he was about to walk down the steps given by Yang Yuke, Li Yaozu led a little soldier to come over quickly, shouting loudly while running:

"Mr. Shen, General Yang, something is wrong."

"What happened?" Chen Congyun's heart trembled violently, thinking that something could have happened in Zhennan Pass and the way out was cut off, right?

"Tell me quickly!" Li Yaozu pulled the little soldier in front of him and urged him to speak.

"The foreign soldiers, many foreign soldiers, cannons, and there are also cannons, many cannons." The young soldier kept gasping and gestured with his hands to roughly explain a meaning. The French reinforcements arrived and there were still a lot of them.

It turned out that this little soldier was separated when he followed Li Yaozu to attack the French artillery position last night. When he came back, he landed behind, but on the way he saw a large number of reinforcements from the First French Brigade. So, he rushed back desperately to report the news.

After listening to the information brought back by the young soldier, Yang Yuke took Chen Congyun's hand more and more firmly and said, "Brother, retreat. If you continue to fight, you will be stupid."
Chapter completed!