"Hayi, Captain!" The captain of the Japanese squad beside Ono Taro immediately responded when he heard this, if he did not attack by force at the moment, he concentrated all his capital to break the resistance of the enemy's two companies, and if Fushimi Palace Toshihiko was captured alive by the Eighth Route Army, or was killed on the bank of the Guanshui River, at that time, the leader of the Japanese squadron Ono Taro, who was the highest in the entire territory of Lingqiu County, and all the grassroots officers of the Japanese army in their squadron would not be able to escape the fate of committing suicide.

After all, Fushimi Palace Toshihiko is a royal child of the Wa Kingdom, and the key is still a prince, if something happens, the Japanese troops stationed in Lingqiu County will be buried with them.

Immediately, under the strong attack order of Taro Ohno, the remnants of the Imperial Allied Army of Lin Ersho's army, less than 200 people, plus the puppet army of a squadron with small losses, a total of more than 430 Japanese puppet troops, launched a fierce attack on the blocking position held by the soldiers of two companies personally commanded by Ma Wenhai, the commander of the third battalion of the new 1st regiment.

"Boom, boom!"

"Da Da Da"

Taro Ono's only three heavy machine guns, as well as five light machine guns, and the fire of five grenadiers, launched a fierce attack on the blocking position of Ma Wenhai's headquarters.

At this time, Ma Wenhai, the commander of the third battalion on the position, was already disgraced at this time, and the soldiers of the two companies under his jurisdiction attacked the puppet army and the Japanese army in turn, and now there were less than 200 people left.

"Bang!"

Killing a puppet army squad leader with one shot, Ma Wenhai pulled the bolt of the Type 38 rifle in his hand, pressed down the head of the gun, and fired another shot at a puppet soldier who was attacking from a distance. With the screams of the puppet soldiers, another puppet soldier was killed.

"Haha, ten!" Ma Wenhai was still very satisfied with the Type 38 rifle in his hand.

In the past, it was difficult to have captured Japanese soldiers' Type 38 rifles in each battalion of the new regiment, after all, the Japanese army and the Eighth Route Army fought, even if they were defeated, the weapons on the battlefield were rarely left for the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army to pick up.

It was not until the frontal breakthrough battle in Cangyunling, the ambush battle in the Lock Demon Valley, and the victory of Xiaoli Zhuang in the back, that the new regiment captured the devils from the battlefield after annihilating the Japanese troops of the two wings, which was enough to prepare the equipment of the two regiments.

Suddenly, a cannonball from a grenadier whistled down in front of the trench where Ma Wenhai was lying on his stomach. Because the blocking trenches were dug along the fork of the railway, the depth was not deep, and it could only be used to deal with the Japanese attack.

"Boom!"

Ma Wenhai casually spat out the dirt that flew into his mouth, and when he saw that the Japanese puppet army seemed to be about to attack, he immediately shouted to the soldiers around him: "Brothers, the devil is going to attack!" Resist it all for me, heavy machine guns, ready to fire, focusing on killing the devil soldiers in the rear. Brother with good marksmanship, defeat the puppet army attacking in front! Brothers, kill! ”。

"Yes, Battalion Commander!" With Ma Wenhai's order, the battlefield was suddenly full of gunfire, and the battle was raging, and Ono Taro was ruthless, concentrating all the main forces of the Japanese puppet army to attack the blocking position, and the fight was extremely fierce.

However, Taro Ohno was still unable to break through Ma Wenhai's blocking position.

"Baga Ya Road, no, such a strong attack, the Eighth Route Army occupies a geographical advantage, the terrain at the fork is narrow, and our strength and firepower superiority are in an unfavorable offensive position in the face of the enemy's blocking firepower! You drop, immediately ride back to the county seat, transfer two Type 92 infantry guns, no artillery, just rely on simple artillery fire such as grenadiers, you can't blow up the blocking position of the Eighth Route Army, go quickly! Ohno Taro looked at the Japanese puppet army in attack with a gloomy face, and was always blocked by Ma Wenhai's blocking troops less than fifty meters away from the fork and could not move, if it continued to attack, the Japanese puppet army, which only had more than 400 people, would not be able to withstand it even if they died.

"Hayi, Captain!" A devil soldier beside the old devil snorted, and immediately turned over and rushed back towards Lingqiu County in the rear to mobilize artillery reinforcements.

And just when Ma Wenhai's blocking troops were struggling to resist the main force of the Japanese puppet army in Lingqiu County to reinforce the Guanshui Railway Bridge, at this time, at the Guanshui Railway Bridge, the troops of more than 400 people personally commanded by Li Yunlong had completely surrounded Fushimi Palace Toshihiko on three sides, and the last carriage was within 30 meters of the bridge mouth on the east bank of the Guanshui Railway Bridge.

Under the calm command of Jiro Jiro, the captain of the guard team, the remnants of more than 130 Japanese troops relied on sturdy and thick armored trains to carry out a fierce counterattack against the troops under the command of Li Yunlong and Duan Peng, who were attacking, and the battle was extremely tragic.

As a last resort, Li Yunlong ordered Duan Peng to find some thick wooden planks, spread them with the cotton quilts of the common people borrowed from nearby villages, and then use them as earthen tanks to cover the slow advance of the carriage and besiege.

As soon as this thing came out, I suddenly saw that Toshihiko Fushiminomiya and Jiro Kiyama, who were shooting desperately, were completely confused.

Especially Toshihiko Fushiminomiya, this guy knows tanks, after all, he is a royal child from the Japanese country, and he has studied in Germany, so he knows what tanks look like, but what is in front of him, the prince of the devil who looks at it is confused.

"Yaga, what is this?" When the fog by the Guanshui River cleared a little, Fushimi Palace Toshihiko saw that after being wet with a quilt, the wheelbarrow spread on the thick wooden planks suddenly killed this side.

The point is that there were as many as five or six of them, and the Japanese soldiers fired fiercely with submachine guns, light and heavy machine guns in the carriages, but there was no way to kill the new regiment of fighters hiding behind.

Seeing that the earth tank was getting closer and closer, Fushimi Miya Toshihiko was shooting fiercely with a submachine gun not far away, and he also saw Jiro Kiyama in the confusion of the earth tank and shouted angrily: "Jiro Kiyama, what the hell is this?" Why can't you kill the Chinese army behind? They are approaching, and they are holding back to this king! Kill them, don't let them get near the train, drip! ’。

"Hayi, Your Highness!" Jiro Kiyama suddenly woke up from his confusion, his eyes saw the earthen tank, and he immediately knew that if he didn't go out and blow up the earthen tank, they would be in trouble when he got close to the carriage.

Jiro Jiro Jiro immediately beckoned to a squad leader of the guards, and said hurriedly: "You immediately take ten imperial warriors and go out to blow up those things that are approaching outside, don't let them come close!" Hurry up and drop! You drop the family, and I, Jiro Kiyama, will be responsible for the rest of my life! ”。

The captain of the devil guard team who was shouted by Jiro Jiro suddenly felt bitter, but he didn't dare to refuse, and immediately said: "Hayi, Your Excellency Shaozuo!" Rest assured! ”。