The sparse morning stars blinked. The distant villages and nearby houses floated in the mist. Under the faint moonlight, a team of five or six hundred men was in several columns. They were quickly heading north. The team was thick and heavy.

Breathing sound.

Lin Cunzhong tied his horse's head and looked up at the night sky. It was about to dawn. The troops were running for the middle of the night and were already showing signs of fatigue. After all, they were not regular troops. The gap was still obvious. However, what made him feel relieved was that the troops

He has successfully crossed the line of Dawangzhuang and is advancing towards the rear of the enemy.

Although the overall war is huge, the people's armed forces cannot bear the fierce combat mission alone. Otherwise, they will suffer heavy casualties. This is what Yu Biao and he do not want to see. After all, these self-defense forces are reserve forces of the regular army.

It exists as a supplement to the regular army.

The battlefield situation changes rapidly. Although it relies on hiding the main force, bluffing the banner, inducing the enemy to divide the troops and temporarily occupy the initiative. However, the enemy's main force is still more than a thousand, and there are artillery soldiers. In the field, Lin Cunzhong did not think that the Second Route Army could easily win.

.We must not only defeat the enemy and maintain our strength. Only in this way can we sweep the occupied areas. This is a challenge and an opportunity. If this enemy is eliminated, the enemy will no longer be able to piece together mobile forces in the whole county.

Confronting the Second Route Army, defending each stronghold can only be defeated by the Second Route Army. The best choice is to shrink the entire line and defend the county town. In the meantime, the entire vast rural area will be owned by the Second Route Army. Thinking of this.

Lin Cunzhong felt his blood boiling, nervousness and excitement surged in his heart at the same time. He met with the main force and blocked the enemy's retreat. The overall situation was determined by the first battle. The Second Route Army would be famous. As a soldier, he would be on the battlefield and make achievements. At this moment.

The moon has completed its journey in the air. It is hidden by the mountain. In the slowly white sky, the stars have disappeared. A mountain-like red cloud casts a bloody light onto the awakened earth.

"Damn Chinese." Shimada stopped and cursed hatefully. The road was like a river valley washed by the outbreak of mountain torrents. There were crisscrossing ditches everywhere. Looking up, the green gauze tent that could not be seen blocked by the edge.

Everything. Maybe there were black guns aiming at them. He ordered a company of puppet troops to walk in front and search along the green gauze tents on both sides of the road. The Japanese walked behind the team and were always on guard against sudden attacks.

The orders of Ishibashi Takamori's acceleration were constantly coming from behind, which made Shimada feel irritable. He kept losing his temper at the Japanese and puppet troops, making his subordinates at a loss.

After walking for about five or six miles, there was a large ditch at the bend of the main road. The puppet troops searched in front passed by. The Japanese came to the edge of the ditch. The ditch was digging wider and inconvenient to surpass. Some Japanese tried to jump over. Some were trying to jump over.

The Japanese walked around the road, and the formation suddenly became chaotic. At this time, a row of guns and poles suddenly sounded in the green gauze tent on the left side of the main road. The Japanese were caught off guard and were immediately flirted with a few. The Japanese were beaten up.

He sneered on the ground in a panic and fought back.

Shimada lay on the ground and observed for a while. He ordered the Japanese to launch an attack. He searched the fields for a while. There was no one there. He could only see the rustling green gauze tents in the distance. They kept shaking. They did not know the enemy situation and had to sweep a machine gun.

. Then he turned around the main road and reported to Shimada.

Shimada waved his hand angrily and ordered the team to continue moving forward.

As soon as they walked out, gunfire and explosions rang out in front. The injured Japanese and puppet troops screamed shrillly. The team fell into chaos again.

"Be calm." Takamoto Ishibashi rode up and shouted angrily.

The panicked Japanese and puppet troops stood straight and did not dare to move. Shiqiao Takaho looked at the Japanese and puppet troops with a strict look and said sternly: "This is a small amount of harassment and restraint of the enemy. They dare not be with the emperor. The army is fighting openly. Don’t pay attention to them. Go forward quickly.”

The Japanese and puppet troops quickly rectified their formation and continued to rush forward.

Shiqiao Takaho stood by the road for a moment, scanning the troops passing by, with a look of worry on his face. These small groups of enemies kept delaying the troops' advance instead of hiding in the tunnels of the village. What does this mean? .Is your own expectations about to become reality? The enemy does have a larger military deployment. The reconnaissance aircraft sent by the headquarters have taken off. All of this needs to be confirmed by intelligence.

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The sun shines on the glazed tiles on the main hall of the Dragon King Temple, reflecting dazzling light. The scorching and dull atmosphere tightly wraps around this lonely continent isolated from the outside world. Amid the shouts of the enemy, there are sparse cold guns mixed with There were leaping figures on the position. The sound of axes and chisels came from afar. It was the second army who was rushing to cross the river.

The commander of the Public Security Army, Cui Guoquan, came out of the main hall, walked to the wall that was demolished and stood for a while, silently observing the movements around him. The soldiers guarding the fortifications along the river were shining under the scorching sun. Like half-dried earthworms, curled up there without any breath. From the corridor, the moans and vicious curses of the wounded soldiers were heard, mixed with faint sobs. There was not enough fuel and rice I can't cook, there is not enough medicine, I have to stand up even if I have any injuries, and there are no reinforcements. All my life is lost. All that remains is heavy lament, dying sighs and desperate struggles...

Cui Guoquan sighed heavily and turned to the west side hall. Several officers were pushing Paijiu around the god platform. When Cui Guoquan came in, they stood attentively. Cui Guoquan knew that they were playing this trick at this desperate moment. Naturally It was not for seeking some fun, but for the reaction of pessimistic and desperate mentality. If it were normal, he would have to be severely rebuked. But now, he smiled bitterly and waved his hand. The officers quietly slipped out.

Cui Guoquan sat down with his back against the magic platform. He hugged his head with trembling hands. At this critical moment of life and death, he could not help but seriously consider his future.

If he waited for the Second Route Army to enter, he would either be beaten to death on the spot or be captured. He would resist stubbornly and wait for reinforcements. He had great hope for this. But as time went by and the situation changed, he felt that It is getting more and more slim. It is even on the verge of destruction. I still have less than 400 troops. Will the Japanese come to rescue them? There are also the Second Route Army. It will definitely fight with all its strength. Even if the Japanese fight to the death, they will At this point, the battle may be over.
Chapter completed!