North bank of the Yangtze River.

Above a small raised slope.

The battalion commander of the Huben regiment cannon battalion raked his ears and slowly lowered his telescope, shouting to the messenger beside him: "Tell me the order, and immediately extend the firepower to Xiaguan Pier!

Be careful not to blow up rubber boats and landing crafts on the riverside. They are not only our spoils, but also tools to assist the people in the city to evacuate and cross the river!"

"yes!"

The messenger responded with a loud promise and turned around and left.

...

On the south bank of the Yangtze River, when I saw the flares take off, the old Japanese devil, Ichiki Nakamura, had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, a short while, a scream of shells tearing through the night sky suddenly came into his ears.

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

These shells came quickly and quickly, and fell hard on the south bank of the Yangtze River, immediately blowing the entire area near Xiaguan Wharf into a sea of ​​fire.

In the fire, countless sand, gravel and soil were scattered along with the shock waves generated by the explosion.

Some Japanese devils happened to be at the landing point of the shells, and before they could react, they were directly swallowed up by the raging shock waves.

All were killed or injured immediately.

"boom!"

One of the high-explosion grenades landed not far from Kazuki Nakamura and exploded. Although the old Japanese saw that the situation was not good and had already fallen down in time, the violent shock wave from the ground still made him feel stuffy and his throat sweet.

A mouthful of blood suddenly overflowed from his mouth.

"Sir! Are you okay?"

A Japanese adjutant shook the soil above his head. Seeing the bleeding from the corner of Nakamura's mouth, he immediately asked anxiously.

Nakamura Ichiki said with a cold face, "I'm fine!"

As he said that, Nakamura Kazuki slowly climbed up from the ground, looked around with a determined look, and continued, "Everyone, you all saw it now. Now, we have no way out!

For the sake of the present, we can only rush forward and fight these hateful Chinese people, and maybe we can still gain a glimmer of hope!"

"Hayi!" All the Japanese officers around bowed their heads, and no one raised any objections.

"The warriors of the empire, attack! Use the most proud hand-to-blade tactic of our Great Japanese Imperial Army to defeat these vulnerable Chinese people!"

Nakamura Kazuki pulled out his sword from his waist and waved it forward with a force.

At the dock position, the Japanese in the artillery bombing area of ​​the Tiger Ben regiment immediately rushed towards the front position with bayonets and ghosts screamed.

At this time, the battle on the frontier positions had reached a point of intense heat.

Almost every minute and every second, someone was injured, and someone fell to the ground and died.

The entire ground has become an open-air slaughterhouse, with scarred corpses everywhere, including Japanese devils and attacking troops.

Although the Japanese army's tactics of stabbing are generally stronger than those of the garrison, under the absolute gap in force, this advantage is not enough to turn into a victory.

All the soldiers of the garrison, especially those who charge on the front line, have been determined to win the battle with death, and the combat power they can burst out is extremely terrifying.

When the old Japanese Nakamura Ichiki led the follow-up troops to kill from behind, the Japanese on the front line had basically been slaughtered by the garrison.

There are only a few people left, and they are still making the final resistance.

"Warriors of the Empire, kill the chickens! Kill the chickens!"

Seeing this, Nakamura Ichiki's eyes were full of hatred, and he kept waving his command knife in his hand and ordered the troops to charge forward.

The soldiers of the garrison who were so angry that they also took the initiative to meet them with various blood-carrying weapons.

The two armies, like Mars colliding and intertwined, and a larger-scale bloody battle broke out.

The "clang" of the bayonet collision, the muffled sound of the buttstock hitting the body, the "hiss" sound of the bayonet cutting through the body, the howls made by the soldiers on both sides of the enemy and us after being injured by the knife, and the roars and roars made by the soldiers under the stimulation of blood; intertwined together, demonstrating the cruelty and tragicity of this war!

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Because the garrison army had an absolute advantage in military strength, and the most elite troops participated in the battle, the war ended with the garrison army annihilated the Japanese raid troops.

However, the trapped beasts still fought. This Japanese raid unit, which was unwilling to fail, also burst out with unprecedented high combat effectiveness at this last moment, causing great casualties to the garrison attacking troops.

Especially as the vanguard of the Tiger Regiment, the number of casualties exceeded 3,000.

Apart from the reserve camp left behind in Yangzhou City, the artillery camp left on the north bank of the Yangtze River, and some baggage camp soldiers.

The troops Yang Jing brought to Nanjing City this time were actually less than 4,500. After this battle, the Tiger Ben Regiment was also crippled and lost the ability to continue fighting.

Two hours later, the battle ended, and the offensive troops began to rescue the wounded and clean the battlefield.

At this time, Ma Tong, who was covered in blood and was stained with blood, walked in front of Yang Jing, and reported with a sad face: "Room! Mo Yun, Long Lin, and Liu Yu and other large number of outstanding middle and grassroots officers fell on the way to attack!

In addition, the casualties of the various participating troops of the Tiger Ben Regiment were also very heavy, and the total casualties rate of our regiment almost exceeded 75%!"

"This is war! How can there be no one who is immortal?" Yang Jing endured his sadness and pretended to be strong: "We must continue to work hard to fight to the end of the war and not let the blood of our comrades flow in their robes. This is the greatest comfort to them!"

"yes!"

Ma Tong and the soldiers around him all focused on the focus.

…………

The battle ends.

When Wuhan learned that the casualty rate of the Hu Ben Group exceeded 75%, it immediately issued a transfer order to the Hu Ben Group.

He asked Yang Jing to leave Nanjing overnight and lead his troops to cross the north of the Yangtze River from Xiaguan Wharf to a safe location in the rear to rest and recuperate in order to follow up.

The old man’s meaning is very obvious, that is, the flag of the Tiger Ben Regiment must be kept, because as long as the heroic unit of the Tiger Ben Regiment is still there, even if it is just left behind, it can greatly boost the morale of the soldiers of the three armies.

On the eve of the war, the old man transferred the Hu Ben Regiment to Yangzhou in order to protect this heroic force.

But the subsequent development was so fast that it completely disrupted his deployment.

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