Hirota Yukitaro was completely stunned and felt that everything was like a dream.

This is not true!

This is definitely not true!

The Eighth Route Army has obviously retreated!

However, the facts were right in front of him, and he couldn't help but believe them.

The cruel reality once again gave Hirota Yukitaro a loud slap in the face.

Everything in front of him is undoubtedly very cruel for Hirota Yukitaro.

Hirota Yukitaro was stunned for a while before suddenly reacting and shouting loudly: "Hurry up, order the follow-up troops to bring them back and minimize the losses."

It was already like this, and Hirota Yukitaro could not save the situation, so he could only minimize the losses as much as possible.

However, things were not as simple as he thought.

The Eighth Route Army chased and killed all the way, and the Japanese suffered heavy losses.

Fortunately, the Eighth Route Army just chased the valley, so they gave up the pursuit and then quickly retreated.

When retreating, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army took away all the weapons and equipment that the Japanese could scattered away.

The soldiers are also experienced in this and are familiar with everything.

The counterattack suddenly came, and the Japanese caught off guard. After killing a large number of Japanese soldiers, they suddenly retreated.

Because I entered the mountain ahead, and the Japanese seized the favorable terrain, and continuing to attack would definitely not be able to gain much advantage.

Moreover, after a series of battles, the Eighth Route Army was actually at the end of its strength.

The soldiers relied on their tenacious will to stand on their own and won the battle and their morale was high, so they defeated the Japanese again. Otherwise, the result would not be certain.

Li Yunlong naturally knew this situation, and he took advantage of what he should have, and he also took advantage of what he should not have.

If you don’t retreat now, when will you wait!

Li Yunlong said excitedly: "Send the order and order the troops to speed up their retreat and retreat to a safe place as soon as possible."

“Yes~!”

Li Yunlong understood that this battle had come to an end for the time being.

When Hirota Yukitaro saw the Eighth Route Army suddenly retreat, he suddenly reacted and shouted unwillingly: "Organize troops and continue to chase me!"

A Japanese officer next to him quickly persuaded: "Give up the anger of the division commander. The imperial army had just been defeated and his morale was low. Now I am afraid it is not the time to pursue it."

"What's more, these eighth routes are cunning. Who knows if they have any other ambush? If they are pursuing rashly now, if there is another ambush, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Hirota Yukitaro cursed loudly, "Haga Yaku, a group of idiots! Buy~! All are buckets~!"

The Japanese officers present were scolded and all of them lowered their heads, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

However, some Japanese officers were dissatisfied. Do you have the nerve to scold us?

If you hadn't made any mistakes in command and insisted on pursuing, how could you have suffered such failure?

However, no one dares to say this. After all, Hirota Yukitaro is angry now. Whoever dares to say this is undoubtedly seeking death.

These Japanese devils are not stupid either, no one will make fun of themselves at this time.

If the division commander was so angry that he would slash them with a knife, it would be possible.

If that happens, it will be useless to die. After all, no one can die for you.

Under the leadership of Li Yunlong, the troops successfully escaped the Japanese's pursuit.

After evacuating for a while, Li Yunlong finally breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that the Japanese did not catch up.

The troops slowed down and began to retreat westward.

...

Peking, the headquarters of the North China Expeditionary Army of the Japanese.

Ning Er of Gangcun ordered his men to send a telegram to the Guangtian Division again to inquire about the situation of the battle.

Kazumura Yanji cursed angrily: "This bastard, Hirota Yukitaro, is too reckless. It is definitely not a wise move to pursue him at such a time. It is really abominable to bring the imperial army into danger."

Kasahara Yukio hurriedly persuaded: "Correspondent, please calm down. The enemy is already a tired army. You may have unexpected gains when chasing and killing at this time."

Ning Er, Gangcun, sighed helplessly and said, "It would be great if those territorial eighth routes were so easy to deal with. I no longer have any hope for this."

"I just hope that the Guangtian Division can come back safely now, and I am already very satisfied."

Yukio Kasahara said carefully: "I believe the news will be coming back soon."

Ning Er Gangcun felt that he had a severe headache and reached out to rub his temples.

Kasahara Yukio persuaded: "Commander, please pay attention to rest!"

Pay attention to rest?

Ning Er, Gangcun, smiled bitterly in his heart. He couldn't even sleep even if he had fought like this. How could he rest?

After a while, a Japanese officer ran over in panic.

"Report to the Commander, the Hirota Division has called back."

Ning Er, Gangcun, couldn't wait to ask: "What's the situation?"

The Japanese officer stammered: "The Hirotian Division was ambushed and blocked by the enemy one after another, and the troops suffered heavy losses."

When Ning Er, Gangcun, heard this, his eyes turned dark and he fainted.

"Hiss Commander~!"

"Send the military doctor quickly~!"

The headquarters was in a hurry.

In the lounge, the military doctor carefully checked Gangcun Ning Er.

"How about you, Commander?" Kasahara Yukio asked impatiently.

The military doctor replied: "The Commander lacks rest and is too tired. He is also anxious and makes him faint."

"But it should be nothing serious, just need to take a careful rest."

Kasahara Yukio couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard this, and said helplessly: "Then let the commander have a good rest."

After all, Ning Er, the old Japanese devil, is old, nearly 60 years old, overworked, and the front-line war is not going well, so how can this old Japanese devil stand it!

"His Chief of Staff, what should I do on the front line?"

After thinking about it, Yukio Kasahara said, "What else can I do now?"

"Send a telegram to the Guangtian Division to withdraw to the area along the Pinghan Railway as soon as possible, and the rest of the divisions have been withdrawn."

"Each division is resting on the spot, waiting for further orders."

“Hayi~!”

A Japanese officer next to him responded respectfully, turned around and sent the order.

Yukio Kasahara sighed deeply again, looked at Kazumura Yanji who was lying on the bed, and ordered the military doctor: "Take good care of your commander."

“Hayi~!”

The military doctor responded respectfully: "Please rest assured, General, we will do our best to help the commander recover health as soon as possible."

Kasahara Yuki nodded slightly, and without saying anything, he took his subordinates to retreat.

Kasawara Yukio ordered: "Notify all divisions to count the casualties, and the logistics departments should supplement personnel and weapons and equipment for each division as soon as possible."

"Everything must be prepared in advance."

“Hayi~!”

The Japanese officers present responded in unison.
Chapter completed!