Chapter Thirty-Three: Killing Captives Is Inauspicious

  "Surrender." Zhang Lingfu walked out of the trenches, shaking his head and glancing at the young deputy commander, "One incompetent general can exhaust three armies. With a commander like that, this is the result you get. Everything is caused by that useless commander, it has nothing to do with you, surrender."

  The soldiers opposite were smoked out, having no strength left, and many soldiers lost their weapons while running, forgetting the trenches in front of them were like a natural moat. Especially in the trenches, they were filled with enemy troops, and they even saw heavy machine guns and mortars.

  The soldiers were all hesitating, looking at me and I at you, waiting for the first person to surrender. At this time, a young deputy commander shouted hoarsely, "General has treated us kindly, given us money and wealth, raised our children and parents. Now General is in the rear, if we retreat, where will we have the face to meet the world?"

  The deputy commander's words did indeed have some effect, but just as he was about to lead the soldiers in a charge against the trench, a bullet ended his life. Scouts are not lacking in sharpshooters, and for someone who doesn't cooperate, there is only annihilation.

  Seeing the deputy commander fall, the old commander who had been crazy suddenly turned back, knelt in front of the trench and knocked three times on the ground, "I, Old Zhang, am incompetent, leading brothers into this situation, everyone surrender, we are all Chinese, they won't do anything to you."

  The old captain's words played a decisive role, and one by one the soldiers dropped their guns, like zombies, allowing the reconnaissance camp to arrange them. More than 1,000 people were tightly tied up with a few long ropes, and the bullets were all collected and piled high.

  Old team leader, come to your senses and said to Zhang Lingfu, I'm confused, but I also know that at this time, I have no need to live on, please give me a death.

  Zhang Lingfu looked at the old team leader's weathered appearance, and for some reason, his inner evil and bloodlust couldn't be concealed. "Die? What's the hurry? First, let you watch a show."

  After finishing speaking, the soldiers of the reconnaissance camp picked up the piled-up various flower machine guns and aimed at the bound prisoners on the ground.

  "What are you going to do? They're all Chinese, are you going to kill prisoners?" Old Squad Leader said.

  Can't believe one's eyes.

  Zhang Lingfu tilted his head, licked his lips, and said with a murderous intent, "They are Chinese, no doubt about that. But they are also soldiers, and as soldiers, they should be prepared to die in battle. With such excellent weapons, they actually surrendered to the enemy. I look down on you, so go to hell."

  As soon as Zhang Lingfu finished speaking, various voices came from the crowd of captives, some scolding, others crying and wailing.

  Wang Yaowu walked tensely to Zhang Lingfu's side, "Killing prisoners is unlucky for the commander, and besides, they are all Chinese."

  "Who said they were captives, who said I killed captives? They died in battle against us just now." Zhang Lingfu looked at his weak-minded and timid junior brother with extreme contempt, not even wanting to look at him.

  "Senior, as a junior student, I'd like to remind you that what you're doing is wrong. I need to tell the senior about this."

  Nowadays, people with insight can see that Whampoa is no longer the same as when it was founded, but has split into three factions of the Whampoa clique.

  One faction is the excellent military officer in the CP party, and the best representative is Chen Gong. One faction is Chiang Kai-shek's loyal followers, Gui Yongqing, He Zhenhan, while the third faction appears to be the weakest, but it is a faction with outstanding talents, led by Liu Yuan, the Huangpu Young Faction.

  They also respected Chiang Kai-shek, but in their eyes, Liu Yuan's status far exceeded that of Chiang Kai-shek. Because this old leader had deeply influenced their thoughts and actions since they joined Huangpu, there were really too many people who looked up to Liu Yuan as a role model, from Jiang Xiyuan of the first class to Wang Yaowu of the fourth class, it was unknown how many people did so.

  Entering Liu Yuan's lineage, one must follow the rules set by Liu Yuan. The most important of which is to not disturb the people and not kill those who surrender.

  Zhang Lingfu was very distressed, because this little guy did not suggest himself as a soldier, but as a junior fellow apprentice. Since he suggested himself as a junior fellow apprentice, then he couldn't put on airs.

  "Yao Wu, listen to me. You're well aware of the situation our three armies are in. The 50,000-strong army has us surrounded at Niu Xing, and reinforcements are constantly arriving to encircle us. If we don't have a stroke of luck, it's possible that we'll all sacrifice ourselves here. I think you wouldn't want to see such a scene, right?" Zhang Lingfu said patiently to Wang Yao Wu.

  "Right, but would killing them give us an opportunity?" Wang Yaowu thought that this senior was just using it as a pretext for his own bloodlust.

  "No, the opportunity is right in front of us. Their existence is blocking our victory, so we must wipe them out and then directly attack their headquarters. If we succeed, it will be a great achievement, and our deeds will definitely go down in history. But if we don't wipe them out, we'll have to leave someone here to watch them, and there won't be enough strength to attack the headquarters of the substitute king. At that time, we will die here. Since people are going to die anyway, who do you choose to die?" Zhang Lingfu asked.

  "I object. We can hand these captives over to our brother units and then request the division commander to send us to attack Da Wang Shan." Wang Yaowu continued.

  "What a stupid thing you are! Tell the superiors, the importance of Dailong Mountain. When the time comes, the superior will send someone else, and we will still have our share of merit!" After finishing speaking, Zhang Lingfu waved his hand, and Wang Yaowu was taken away.

  Every gunshot would bring down a large number of soldiers, until the riverbank was covered with corpses, and the blood stained the dry grass on the shore red. It is said that from then on, the mugwort in this place never turned green again, and every spring, red young grass would emerge from the ground, as if to express the grievances of that year.

  When Zhang Lingfu ambushed the troops coming from Ganjiang, the conflict on the front battlefield never stopped. At first, Wang Yuanyi was relatively restrained, but after a wave of artillery fire, the local area was also booming with cannon fire, and in the shortest time, he actually took down two-thirds of his own position, which made Wang Yuanyi extremely angry.

  The dense soldiers, advancing in a scattered line against the first defensive line of the cow, launched an impact. The three divisions did not retreat at all. One regiment under Du Yuming even launched a counter-charge, not only repelling Wang Yuan's attack but also capturing hundreds of prisoners. This time, Wang Yuan was thoroughly enraged and launched a charge against the one-regiment position at all costs, with soldiers not needing to pay attention to coordination, using human wave tactics.

  At first, the three armies and one group had a solid position, but when flames suddenly appeared behind the three armies, the group's position suddenly became chaotic. Wang Yuan-yi realized that the chief of staff's plan was taking effect, at this time he needed to increase the intensity of the attack to coordinate, Wang Yuan-yi personally led 5,000 people and launched a primitive group charge, unfortunately, he succeeded.