As a battle to repel the climax of the first counterattack, the Battle of Magnetic Wu Shelin is a classic battle. Through this battle, everyone has figured out the true strength of the Central Army and has also won us some time to develop.

The key is that the 97th Army, which had more than 20,000 people, finally counted that more than 16,000 corpses were found, and there were many incomplete ones (those that were bombed by long cannon grenades). In addition, the number of seizures of each regiment

It is quite rich, especially the Youth Column and the Central Team on the Temporary Regiment.

They took over the baggage of an army at Beichakou, and they became fat in one bite. And afterwards, the number of prisoners in each unit was counted. For example, the New First Regiment captured more than 700 prisoners, and the First Regiment captured more than 400 prisoners.

In the end, the Pingjin Detachment, which did not join Li Yunlong and the others, captured more than 700 prisoners. There were also the Youth Column, and the number of prisoners was more than 1,300. Among them, those who rebel on the battlefield did not count.

In addition to this, there are also secret service regiments, left teams, independent detachments... In short, a 97th Army was almost wiped out, but it was a dozen regiments participating in the war. Well, equipment, soldiers, weapons

, all the supplies are collected...

Well, although the final number of gains is different from the rated soldiers of the 97th Army, and it is not enough to have as many soldiers as it should be, it is not much different. We have to let Zhu Huaibing eat some empty salary and drink some soldiers' blood, right?

Some of them left the army and ran home from the army.

As for Zhu Huaibing himself, after escaping from the temporary regiment, after escaping from the advancing detachment, and escaping from Hengshui, he was blocked and annihilated by the independent guerrilla detachment in the north of Linqi. In the end, the troops he took away...

…Okay, Lao Zhu said that if I don’t give me a group army, I dare not fight with the Eighth Route Army.

The Battle of Ciwu Shelin was over openly, but in fact, the subsequent negotiations took several days to complete. It was not until the 11th.

On the 11th, the comrades who had already rested enough drove away at their temporary stations and headed towards their respective defense zones.

Of course, there are those who need to leave, such as the Hebei Central Security Brigade and the Advance Detachment in Beiyue District, who are here to help. Now that the battle is over, we have to go back quickly. Some of them do not need to leave, such as the advance detachment and other troops, which are originally

Those who fight here naturally don't have to leave.

Of course, the temporary regiment is going to leave! Even if Li Yunlong doesn’t want to leave, it doesn’t matter. After all, the temporary regiment is a temporary regiment, and its main purpose is to train troops with the 97th Army, the group of soft persimmons. Now the actual training is over

Of course I have to go back.

"The sacrificed comrades are buried here. You must remember the location. When you have the chance in the future, come and sweep the graves for your comrades!" Hu Sihai looked back at a grave on the hillside in the distance and faced the side.

comrades said.

"We will remember!" The soldiers next to them took a last look at the cemetery, then turned around and carried the wounded, and returned to Jiuzhai step by step.

This battle, the first regiment fought from the beginning to the end. After several consecutive days of battle, there were nearly a hundred soldiers who died, some of whom were seriously injured and died. The number of sacrifices was already extremely rare. After all,

There are too many stubborn troops to be wiped out.

"That morning, I woke up from my dream, my friend, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye. One morning, I woke up from my dream, the invader broke into my home."

Walking on the road, looking at the graves of my comrades in the distance, I don’t know who it was, I suddenly started singing the song. That’s right, this is the song of the guerrillas "written by my own detachment captain, and I’ll say goodbye to my friends. The soldiers

Of course, they sing it, so they grow up.

"Ah Guerrillas, take me away quickly, ah Friends, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, guerrillas, take me away quickly, I really can't stand it anymore."

"Ah, if I was in, I died in the battle, my friend, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, if I was in, I died in the battle, you must bury me..."

A song, from the beginning, to the dozens of people around, to the last chorus of more than 2,000 people, only a few lyrics were spent. Some soldiers sang while singing

She was singing, shed tears while she was still smiling at the corner of her mouth.

Our relatives, comrades, and comrades... died, died on the battlefield of liberating the nation, and buried on the hills of a foreign land. Perhaps when spring is in full bloom, the tombs of their comrades should be full of flowers.

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"Haha, I have to say that if your captain does not live in the present, but in a peaceful era, he will be a promising person. Those who can write such a good song must be capable!" After the song was sung, he will be a person with great potential.

Li Yunlong said with a laugh.

"Captain, our team leader has written a lot of songs. We sing every day when we run and have sex!" someone shouted.

"Haha, okay, let's sing some fun! We won the battle this time, won the big battle, and seized so much supplies. We should be happy!" Li Yunlong looked at the more supplies than when he came.

Looking at some pack horses neighing because they were overwhelmed, I couldn't help but be full of courage.

"Forward, forward, forward... Our team is facing the sun, stepping on the earth of the motherland..." Well, a soldier sang immediately.

"Stop and stop... bullying our old Li is not educated, right? Is this written by your captain? Why don't you sing this Eighth Route Army march, why don't you sing a big sword and chop the Japanese on the head?" Li Yunlong shouted.

"...The big sword cuts the Japanese on their heads...haha..." The atmosphere of the soldiers was also inspired by Lao Li, and some people started singing loudly, and then everyone sang together, and after singing together hahaha

Laughing. The laughter is as high as the clouds, only shocking the surrounding mountains.

"I'll start..." Hu Sihai said when his emotions were stable.

After saying that, he looked at the soldiers around him and said, "Heroic hymns, don't say you can't... The wind and smoke rolled in and out of the way..."

Of course, everyone can sing the heroic hymns, especially some veterans who have experienced the Long March are deeply touched. Some new recruits have different insights when singing this song again.

What are heroes? They may not have many concepts before, they only know how to kill the Japanese heroes.

And now, they should have a different understanding of heroes...

The journey home is far and very close. Even though it is thousands of mountains and rivers, the way home is in your heart, at your feet, and in front of you...

Accompanied by singing, the journey home was filled with joy. Even the bitter cold wind deliberately avoided this group of people, making them walk more steadily and more high-spirited.

Finally, a few days later, the team returned to Licheng and met the transport convoy sent by Minister Zhang.
Chapter completed!