It is unknown whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the news of the Nanning mutiny spread very quickly to Lu Rongting's hands. At this time, the battle in Baipeng Town had just entered a white-hot state.

  The Gui Army launched a desperate charge towards Baipeng Town, unit by unit. The soldiers of the 102nd Infantry Regiment, under the command of their officers, relied on light and heavy weapons, hand grenades, and even bayonets to repeatedly drive out these fierce Gui Army troops from their positions.

  Facing the desperate fighting of the Gui army, our commander Zhang Xuanguang also started to get nervous and sweat. He had lost his initial arrogance and was now aware that he could lose everything. He knew the logic of defeat all too well, so he had to start using his troops more cautiously.

  "Commander, are you certain that the troops attacking us are indeed the Gui Army and not some other powerful army? We repelled their attacks 21 times today, with heavy casualties. Our frontline troops have suffered around 40% losses, and two battalion commanders and four company commanders were killed in action. We will hold our ground at all costs, like nails stuck in Baipeng Town, without retreating a single step unless ordered to do so. Please be assured, Commander and Chief of Staff."

  Xu Yuanquan's voice came through the field telephone, which was still available at the regimental level. Zhang Xuguang was now in direct contact with the division headquarters through the field telephone. As the commander, Xu had little interest in the casualties of the 102nd Infantry Regiment. To him, soldiers were just a numerical concept. What he pursued was victory, and as one of the six major military leaders of the Xiangxi Military Group, he had to constantly satisfy the commander's demands for military victories. Only then could his position be secure.

  So he did not agree to the 102nd Infantry Regiment's request for rest. According to his thinking and plan, all officers and soldiers of Zhang Xuanguang's regiment must unconditionally hold out in Baipeng Town for three days, no matter how many casualties they suffered. After three days, the logistics supply would not be able to keep up, and the bad news would come one after another. The situation of the Guangxi Army could be calculated with toes. As for the 102nd Infantry Regiment, even if it was completely wiped out, Xu Yuanquan would not have a single heartache.

  Lu Rongting sat in a chair, staring blankly at the telegram from Wei Rongchang and Chen Zhaopin, thirty miles away from Baipeng Town. How did things end up like this?

  Half a month ago, when he was leading the nationwide campaign to conquer Wang Zhenyu, he was so heroic and invincible. However, just half a month later, his 50,000-strong army had lost over 10,000 men, with only around 20,000 elite troops remaining. Liuzhou still hadn't been taken down, and now even his old stronghold of Nanning had been lost. His son had also become a prisoner. Lu Rongting, who was nearly sixty years old, felt that he was no match for this desperate situation. Was it really going to end in defeat?

  This time, the news of the annihilation of the entire First Division of Guijun is different and cannot be covered up no matter what. I believe that all the generals have already learned about the news of the Nanning coup, which is even more terrifying. Yesterday, after the attack failed, the Xiangxi army viciously released a batch of prisoners of war, and then the news of the loss of Laibin began to spread throughout the entire army. Although it can only be counted as a small rumor for now, it is already enough to make the military morale anxious and the soldiers' spirits shaken.

  Mo Rongxin and others have arrived outside the account. They all came to Lu Rongting here to inquire about the news and listen to the next plan.

  "What to do if the Commander-in-Chief has lost Nanning? Is it true that Liubin has been defeated and retreated to Baipeng Town? Why hasn't Chen Bingkun's First Division appeared yet? Should we fight or retreat?" Long Qiguang was the younger brother of Guangdong Governor Long Jiguang. Among the Guangxi generals, he was the only one who dared not to give in to Lu Rongting's face, so after entering the military account, he directly raised his own and everyone's doubts.

  "Yes, General, this Nanning is our foundation. Compared to Liuzhou, it's a vital place. If we lose Liuzhou, we can still take it back, but if we lose Nanning, we'll have nowhere to go." The generals all expressed their own opinions.

  Lu Rongting sat expressionless in his seat, allowing the various generals to discuss and debate among themselves. By this time, Lu Rongting already knew that the situation was hopeless. The news of Chen Bingkun's First Division being completely defeated had been strictly sealed off, with even messengers being killed to silence them. However, no matter how thoroughly they tried to cover it up, facts were facts and couldn't be hidden forever. Even if Lu Rongting didn't say anything himself, his subordinate generals probably already guessed that the First Division was in trouble. After all, they had also clashed with the Xiangxi Army before. Those Hunan soldiers were clearly well-trained, never firing their guns within 50 meters, and the bullets they did fire seemed to always hit their mark. What was most crucial was the construction of their defensive positions, the coordination of artillery, the rational use of hand grenades, and especially their fighting spirit, which was not inferior to that of the Guangxi Army's daredevil troops. From any angle, this was an elite force.

  So in front of such an elite army, the first division of Guijun has been silent until now, and it is estimated that they have given up.

  A series of bad news has made the Guangxi generals lose their courage to continue attacking. Although they are still polite to Lu Rongting now, it's because there is no better choice for the time being. Everyone can only grit their teeth and support this already seriously injured governor to fight back to Nanning first. As for Lu Rongting repeatedly persuading everyone to continue attacking, sorry, generals, we decline with gratitude. Governor Lu, if you must fight, you go ahead yourself.

  After more than an hour of fuss, Lu Rongting's face showed fatigue as he gave an order: "The rear team changed to the front team and withdrew. Huang Zongliang, you are in charge of leading the vanguard for our Guangxi Army. Kill your way back to Guangxi and cook Wei Rongchang and Chen Zhaopin, those two traitors. Then we'll come back to settle old scores with these Hunan men."

  Historical lens turns back 250 nameless heights The main force of the Guangxi Army advanced forward, leaving only a company of sentry troops stationed here. It was not that the Guangxi Army was negligent or careless, but the mountain lacked water and the garrison had many logistical problems. Moreover, there was also a battalion from ** Brigade stationed at the foot of the mountain, which could provide support in case of an emergency.

  History played a big joke at this time, and the small mistake that was originally not a problem at any time eventually ended the military fortune of the Gui Army, causing the old Gui faction to exit the historical stage ahead of schedule.

  "Hurry up and move faster!" Cai Jun stood in the dense forest, constantly urging his soldiers to speed up, as if he wanted to carry them on his back and run.

  Facing this hot-tempered and urgent team leader, everyone could only speed up their pace. The sharp knife squad quietly climbed the mountain more than an hour in advance. However, it was not surprising that Cai Jun's heart was anxious like a burning fire. In order to occupy the retreat route of the Gui army, the entire 101st Infantry Regiment, with over 500 officers and soldiers, hid in a dense forest about three mountains away from this mountain top for more than two days. All meals were dry rations, and at night, they dared not light fires due to fear of exposure, and could only take turns sleeping in the campaign tent to avoid poisonous insects and beasts. As for taking baths, it was even more a luxury. Everyone's body was stinky, especially their feet. When they took off their shoes, no poisonous insects or beasts dared to approach. The whole scene was a stench that spread for ten miles.

  Having paid such a huge price, if he still can't take down the unnamed mountain, then Cai Junhui, who has always only done profitable business in Xiangxi, will go crazy.

  Whether or not it's just this one night, the deal is done. Little Cai Junxiang is offering to boost morale, urging them on with a loud voice, hastening their military speed. Under the cruel supervision of the camp commander, the first battalion's officers and soldiers unleashed their enormous potential.

  On the unnamed mountain, a company of Gui Army was resting, but they maintained sufficient vigilance and set up double sentries. One of them was a hidden sentry. It can be said that the company commander responsible for guarding the unnamed mountain was still very vigilant and made relatively good arrangements. However, the tragedy is that the platoon leader of the Sharp Knife Platoon was Cai Junxian's nephew, Cai Ming. This was a born mountain cat. The first person he killed was this hidden sentry. This was completely an accident. Cai Ming climbed to the side of the hidden sentry in order to observe the bright sentry, and then the two deeply gazed at each other for a moment. Then Cai Ming used his large hand that had overturned the yellow cow in the village to tightly strangle the hidden sentry's neck until the opponent completely lost all sound.

  The story that follows is a bit cliché. The entire company of the Guangxi Army became prisoners, while a battalion stationed just a few hundred meters away remained completely unaware.

  At the moment when Cai Junxian's troops stepped onto the mountain top position, their hearts finally felt at ease. Since the previous blocking battle positions had not been destroyed and filled by the Guangxi Army, Cai Junxian's first battalion only needed to make some minor repairs before they could continue using this original defensive position. This position had already made the Guangxi Army suffer greatly.

  The next day, when the Gui army saw that a fierce tiger flag of Xiangxi had been raised on the mountain head position, they exaggeratedly rubbed their eyes one after another. What on earth happened? Did the Xiangxi army fly over from the sky?

  Lu Rongting heard the news and personally rode a horse to take a look at the result. When he saw the flag of the fierce tiger army, Lu Rongting, who was already exhausted, finally couldn't hold on and vomited a mouthful of blood before falling to the ground. The people around him were in an uproar, some pinching his people and others pressing his acupoints, causing quite a commotion.

  It is said that the previously hard-won Wuming Mountain has fallen into the hands of the Xiangxi Army again. These people have no way to retreat, and the Guilin army was suddenly filled with mournful cries.

  The next step is that if the Gui army wants to retreat, it will become a luxury and may be even more difficult than fighting all the way because the heavy baggage of the army has been exhausted.

  Each department is unwilling to use human lives to fill in the 250 unnamed heights, so the mood of quarreling, shirking and watching has become normal after Lu Rongting's coma.

  When Lu Rongting woke up the next day, Bai Chongxi brought a division to Wuming Heights, and the First Division had to change its battle plan as the Guangxi Army gave up continuing to attack. The morale of the Guangxi Army was lost, and the whole army fell into chaos and unrest.