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At the next meeting, Han Xiyuan and the members present at the meeting all told the news that the headquarters of the mixed Sixth Brigade had been captured.

Zhou Xinghui and the others summoned by Han Xiyuan were not surprised.

However, Gu Shunzhi and the others had stunned expressions on their faces, they really couldn't believe that in just one night, all the soldiers of the mixed Sixth Brigade were killed except for their battalion.

In fact, this is not uncommon in the defense of the magic capital.

For example, six divisions of King Gui were thrown into the war, and in just seven days, no one survived.

If it weren't for Han Xiyuan's infiltration of the Fusang brigade in the opposite Hengbei area last night and killing all those commanders, perhaps the Fusang army in the opposite Hengbei area last night would have launched an attack on Jieting.

"At present, our back road has been cut off, and there are Fuso troops on all sides. And we still have to stick to it, and even we have to be prepared to defend the street pavilion for a long time. Because, only in this way, we can provide more time for the retreating army.

Han Jingxing had just drawn a map of the area around the street pavilion, and he picked up an adjutant knife and cut off a corner of the map.

He knew that there was no way back, so he fought hard, and as long as he killed enough enemies, he could continue to level up, thus increasing the amount he bought.

"Battalion commander, how do you say to guard! I Gu Shunzhi admires you, and I will give you this life.

Gu Shunzhi stood up and took the lead in expressing his position, last night Han Xiyuan took a few soldiers and dared to bravely break into the headquarters of the Fusang Army, this blood naturally ignited Gu Shunzhi as a soldier.

"Our old Zhao thought that he could take his brothers to the demon capital to see the world, but he never thought that his life would be left here today. However, battalion commander, our old Zhao is not afraid of death, as long as it is worth dying.

Zhao Wuke was a middle-aged man, with dark skin, and kept looking at Han Xiyuan as he spoke, the kind of voice that went through many struggles before he made Han Xiyuan salute Zhao Wuke.

"Our Ai Minghui is not very good at saying beautiful words, just a sentence from his hometown, the big cadres are going to die, and the people of Sichuan and Chongqing will die first."

Ai Minghui also straightened his waist and saluted Han Xiyuan.

At this moment, Han Xiyuan looked at the three people in front of him, and changed from the original salute to a bow.

These people were originally enjoying a comfortable life in the rear, and they were ordered to come from thousands of miles away in order to protect the elite army of the Great Cadre Republic of China.

However, they did not retreat.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we may fall here, but my great man will not fall. We may not see the moment when the victorious country of Fuso will be won, but our descendants will see it, and they will remember what we have done today.

When Han Xiyuan's words fell, Zhao Wuke came over and questioned Han Xiyuan.

"Battalion commander, do you think we're going to win? In the four northeastern provinces, 300,000 soldiers of our Great Cadre Republic of China withdrew from the land of our Great Cadre Republic without firing a single shot. In the Qianbei region, the Fuso Army established the Bullshit Daqian Free State. In the battle to defend the demon capital, our Great Qianguo fought hard, but the result was defeat after defeat. In the end, it's going to be our motley army. You say, can we really win?

Han Xiyuan saw Zhao Wuke's flashing eyes, and his words were somewhat deflated.

Han Xiyuan stretched out his hand and put the adjutant knife in his hand into Zhao Wuke's hand.

"This is the testimony of victory, our battalion and my eleven fighters broke into the headquarters of the Fusang Army at night, shot their commander under the nose of the Fusang Army, and rescued the trapped soldiers and students by the way. That's what wins, and that's how we can win. Moreover, if there are 400 million people in the Republic of China, there are only tens of millions of people in Fusang, and even if we fight a protracted war, Fusangguo will definitely be defeated.

In Han Xiyuan's heart, he also understood that the people in front of him were not afraid of death, but there was no luster in their eyes, and they couldn't see the hope of victory in the future.

And at present, Han Xiyuan's words are like a thunderbolt, exploding in their minds and planting seeds in their hearts.

Zhao Wuke looked at the adjutant knife in his hand, he had an epiphany, yes! The Fusang Army is not invincible, and yesterday the battalion commander Han Xiyuan in front of him also killed nearly 100 soldiers of the Fusang Army, and even the commander of the Fusang Brigade on the opposite side was directly served by Han Xiyuan.

Therefore, if we are unfortunately killed, it is also worth it, and our descendants will remember our deeds today. And we're not alone.

Han Xiyuan said, looking in the direction of the Four New Bank in the distance, where there were still eight hundred soldiers holding on.

"Battalion commander, our old Zhao believes you, and our old Zhao has handed over his life to you."

Zhao Wuke said, and stepped forward to present the Zuoguan sword.

"This adjutant knife will be given to you. Now the battle plan is officially announced.

After Han Xiyuan finished speaking, he spread out the map just now.

The area of the street pavilion is not large, only fifty square kilometers, but if Han Xiyuan wants to defend this place, he still has to take into account the four directions of east, west, north and south, and Han Xiyuan does not dare to shrink the protective circle, because he also understands the combat methods of the Fusang army.

The Fuso Army basically opened the way with 75 mm mountain guns and 70 mm infantry guns, and then advanced with armored vehicles and infantry in coordination.

However, Han Xiyuan has a Tiger tank on his side, and perhaps this set of tactics will not play a big role.

However, Han Xiyuan also faced big problems on his side, firstly, Han Xiyuan lacked heavy artillery, but Han Xiyuan was ready to split the eight Tiger tanks into four parts, divided into four directions, and used the 88mm heavy guns of the Tiger tanks to barely make up for the lack of artillery fire.

This is really overkill, and even directly gave up the role of the Tiger tank, but Han Xiyuan can only arrange it like this at present.

In addition, except for the soldiers summoned by Han Xiyuan, they are basically recruits who have never been on the battlefield, and such an army cannot be on its own.

Han Xiyuan must send junior fighters to assist in the defense.

With this in mind, Han Jingxing gave instructions.

In the west direction, Gu Shunzhi led a company plus two hundred junior soldiers to defend.

In the south direction, Ai Minghui led three companies and two hundred junior soldiers to defend.

As for the eastern direction, it was defended by Zhao Minghui with the soldiers of the second company plus two hundred junior soldiers.

In the frontal direction, Han Xiyuan led the rest of the soldiers to defend, and Han Xiyuan equipped Ai Minghui and others with two MG3 general-purpose machine guns.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today is a farewell, life and death are uncertain, I only hope you understand that without my orders, you and your soldiers will be firmly nailed to the position."

Han Jingxing said, saluting Gu Shunzhi and the others, Gu Shunzhi and the others turned around and saluted and shouted at Han Jingxing.

"Yes, Battalion Commander."