More than three hundred Japanese soldiers quickly crossed the Muma River and rushed towards the Japanese position like a tide.
At the front of the *** position, Liu Fengsheng, the commander of the cavalry regiment, looked as iron as steel and stood tall with his sword drawn horizontally.
Behind Liu Fengsheng, there were more than 30 veterans who were left in the cavalry regiment. Behind the veterans, there were many villagers struggling to get up from a pool of blood. Although they were not soldiers and had not received any formal training, they were
The hatred of the invaders tenaciously supported their nerves!
After entering Shanxi, the little devils massacred hundreds of villages in Xin County!
These thousands of ordinary people crawled out from the pile of dead. Their only reason for living is to avenge their dead relatives!
Therefore, when they heard that the Japanese were fighting with the Japanese troops on the banks of the Muma River, these simple and brave people did not hesitate to pick up the soldiers and rush over.
The hatred has been integrated into their blood, and they will not hesitate to sacrifice their lives for revenge!
Liu Fengsheng suddenly turned around and looked at the fellow villagers behind him with extremely guilty eyes.
As a soldier, protecting the people is their highest mission, but now...
"Brothers, don't forget that we are soldiers!" Liu Fengsheng slowly raised his saber and said in a deep voice, "Until we die, we must not let the fathers and fellow countrymen behind us be harmed in any way!" The last three remaining people behind Liu Fengsheng
More than a dozen veterans agreed with a loud voice, and immediately raised their sabers.
The veterans did not fire, but raised their sabers.
In fact, since the war started, the ammunition carried by the cavalry regiment has long been exhausted. Now, the only weapon left by the officers and soldiers is the saber in their hands.
However, the little devil is not much better.
The bullets and artillery shells of the heavy machine gun squadron, tank squadron, combat artillery squadron, and infantry artillery squadron of the Shimada Battalion have all been fired. All machine gunners, tank soldiers, and artillerymen have also rushed to the line of fire with bayonets in hand.
For the *** Cavalry Regiment, this is the final duel. Isn’t it the same for the Japanese army?
The Chinese and Japanese armies were like two red-eyed bulls fighting each other, beginning their final desperate battle on the banks of the Muma River!
"Dead, dead..." Shimada Jiro was the first to step onto the north bank of the Muma River, and immediately raised his sword high and roared angrily.
The more than 300 Japanese soldiers behind Shimada Jiro immediately howled like wild beasts, and rushed onto the river beach one by one with bayonets and sabers drawn out.
On the *** position.
Liu Fengsheng turned around and smiled resolutely at the thirty veterans behind him.
The next moment, Liu Fengsheng suddenly turned around, raised his saber high and charged forward resolutely.
Behind Liu Fengsheng, more than thirty veterans also raised their sabers and followed without hesitation.
Life is full of grass and trees, and death is inevitable in the end. However, death is heavier than Mount Tai and lighter than a feather. As a soldier, how lucky is he to die on the battlefield for the country and the nation!?
The two armies faced each other, and in less than a moment, more than thirty Japanese veterans were trapped in a tight siege!
"Kill!" Liu Fengsheng yelled, and the saber in his hand fell down diagonally. The head of the Japanese sergeant on the opposite side was immediately cut into two halves. One half was still on the torso, but the other half was thrown up high, and the brain and blood were flying into the air.
It splashed all over Liu Fengsheng's head and face, and the strong smell of blood immediately penetrated Liu Fengsheng's nose.
"Uh ah..." A familiar yet unfamiliar scream suddenly sounded from behind.
When Liu Fengsheng looked back anxiously, he saw the commander of the 3rd Cavalry Battalion lying in a pool of blood.
An old Japanese soldier with the rank of colonel stepped on the 3rd Battalion Commander's head, turned his saber horizontally and cut it down, and the 3rd Battalion Commander's head was immediately cut off.
"3rd Battalion Commander!" Liu Fengsheng's eyes instantly turned red!
The next moment, Liu Fengsheng suddenly turned around, dragged his saber backwards and rushed straight towards the Japanese commander.
Shimada Jiro made a horizontal sword stance in front of his chest and looked at Liu Fengsheng who was approaching quickly with a stunned expression.
Shimada, an old devil, comes from a martial arts family. He is not only proficient in the Japanese martial arts of judo, but also proficient in Chinese martial arts. The commander of the 3rd Cavalry Battalion can survive two fierce hand-to-hand combats and survive to this day. Is his skill lacking? However, the two
In less than three rounds of fighting, the 3rd Battalion Commander fell under the sword of Jiro Shimada.
"Death!" Liu Fengsheng jumped up high, and then used the momentum of his fall to slash down hard with his sword!
Liu Fengsheng was tall and as strong as an ox. He never resorted to any fancy tricks when fighting the enemy. The only thing he admired was the sword technique of opening and closing the sword widely. This volley slash was his special skill. If an ordinary Japanese soldier
If he tried to fight with a gun, he would definitely be chopped in half by Liu Fengsheng with his gun!
However, Liu Fengsheng faced a Japanese master this time!
Shimada Jiro just swung his sword lightly, and used his gentle strength to remove Liu Fengsheng's sword. Liu Fengsheng's fatal knife immediately deflected its target and slashed past Jiro Shimada's left shoulder, but it was not even close to the old devil's.
There was no damage to the fur. Instead, Shimada, an old Japanese soldier, used his backhand to lift Liu Fengsheng's skin, and a bloody groove deep into the bone was dug into Liu Fengsheng's chest.
Before Liu Fengsheng could react, Old Japanese Shimada quickly approached Liu Fengsheng, bent down and threw him from his back.
"Humph!" Liu Fengsheng groaned suddenly, and his whole body flew up like a sack, and fell heavily ten steps away.
Shimada's fall was very special. Liu Fengsheng suddenly felt that his whole body was falling apart. He was so anxious that he couldn't get up anymore. Shimada laughed sinisterly twice, then walked forward unhurriedly, and then raised his saber.
He cut off Liu Fengsheng's neck indifferently. If this was done, Liu Fengsheng would definitely be separated from his body.
Liu Fengsheng looked miserable. Although he had already realized that he was going to die, he never thought that he would die in such a cowardly way under the knife of the old devil in front of him. But then again, the old devil in front of him was really powerful.
Looking at the entire Thirty-ninth Group Army, I'm afraid only a few of them can match it.
Suddenly, Liu Fengsheng's mood became extremely calm.
The blood color in his eyes faded quickly. Liu Fengsheng stared at Shimada Jiro indifferently, waiting quietly for the last moment to arrive. However, Liu Fengsheng failed to wait for that moment. Almost at the same time, the saber in Shimada Jiro's hand fell downwards.
, a bullet accurately penetrated his head.
In an instant, a cloud of blood mist exploded from the right side of Shimada Jiro's head.
The next moment, Shimada Jiro's short and stocky body seemed to have been pushed hard, and he fell straight to the right.
Liu Fengsheng stood up and looked in the direction of the bullet with some confusion. About five hundred meters away, a familiar figure was standing proudly on the river beach.
He was obviously the one who killed the Japanese colonel. This man... was the king of snipers - Zhao Youting!
Suddenly, a loud military bugle sounded on the river beach.
Thousands of Japanese officers and soldiers, holding bayonets in hand, rushed over like a tide along the river beach.
"Reinforcements! The reinforcements have finally arrived!" When he saw Zhao Youting, Liu Fengsheng's eyes suddenly darkened and he fell back.
Niangziguan, the frontline headquarters of the 39th Group Army.
Li Qinglong was still in a coma, but Yue Weihan could not wait any longer. The Shanxi war had entered the most critical moment, and the front line could not be separated from Yue Weihan's command for a moment.
When Yue Weihan, Liu Yi and others entered the war room, the situation had changed greatly.
The operational staff of the headquarters were busy pulling down the small blue flags representing the Japanese army on the sand table, and then inserting small red flags representing the *** on top. Gao Shuxun, who was left behind at the headquarters, quickly stepped forward to report: "The general
, friendly forces urgently report that the 101st Division of the Jinsui Army has recovered Taiyuan, and the 3rd Army and 98th Army of the Central Army have recovered Pingyao, Taigu and other counties at the same time!"
Yue Weihan nodded calmly and sent the 101st Division to recover Taiyuan. This was a great favor he sold to Yan Xishan!
Originally, Yue Weihan could have sent his own troops to recover Taiyuan, but he did not do so because Taiyuan is the provincial capital of Shanxi Province, the second war zone and the smelter of the Jinsui Office. If Yue Weihan does not give it to him for a long time, he will
When Yan gets angry, he might turn to the Japanese. You know, Lao Yan has never been a firm-minded person.
Moreover, Yue Weihan really looked down upon Shanxi Province's small tax revenue.
Regarding the recruitment of soldiers of the Thirty-ninth Group Army and the preparation of military pay, Yue Weihan had already made a complete plan. As a prophetic traveler, he held such a large arsenal in his hands and was sitting on the rich nature of Shanxi and Hebei provinces.
Resources, if you can't create a situation, then it's better to buy a piece of tofu and kill it!
It was out of such considerations that Yue Weihan simply gave up Taiyuan to Yan Xishan.
With Yue Weihan being so generous, Yan Xishan, no matter how old he is, would have to give up more than a dozen counties in eastern Shanxi to supplement the troops of the 39th Group Army, right? More importantly, once the relationship with Yan Xishan is established, the Taihang base area will no longer exist.
With no worries at all, the Thirty-ninth Group Army could concentrate on dealing with the Japanese troops in the Jizhong Plain.
However, what Yue Weihan is most concerned about now is the Muma River defense line!
"Where is Liu Fengsheng's cavalry regiment?" Yue Weihan asked, "Did they stop the Japanese army?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Xin walked in with a solemn expression, stood at attention and said: "General seat, the cavalry regiment has an urgent call!"
Yue Weihan's heart skipped a beat and he said in a deep voice: "Read it!"
Liu Xin opened the folder and read: "Headquarters: The cavalry regiment arrived at the Muma River at 4 p.m. and successfully blew up the Muma River highway bridge. It also severely damaged the Japanese advance cavalry and motorized infantry brigade, killing thousands of enemies.
We captured a lot, more than 70 officers and soldiers of our regiment were wounded, and more than 700 were killed! The cavalry regiment, Liu Fengsheng."
There was a sound of inhalation in the war room. Although Liu Fengsheng's telegram only contained a few words, everyone present could clearly feel the tragic atmosphere of killing. The number of dead officers and soldiers rarely reached the number of wounded.
Ten times, which shows how brutal the Battle of Muma River was!