The defenders of Xintian were suddenly attacked by Japanese troops, which caught the commanders of the 15th Army and Xue Boling by surprise.

Okamura, an old devil, made a surprise attack on Nitta, which was quick and accurate, and suddenly hit the seven-inch position of the 15th Army.

When the 15th Army learned of the Japanese attack on Nitta, it immediately sent troops to reinforce it, however, everything was expected by the Japanese commander.

The reinforcements sent by the Nationalist Army were ambushed and blocked by the Japanese Uemura detachment, and the reinforcements suffered heavy casualties.

As soon as the Xintian position was lost, the commanders of the 15th Group Army were completely disorganized, and they hurriedly sent an urgent telegram to the theater headquarters in Changsha......

Xue Boling had just fallen asleep when he suddenly woke up.

"Lao Xue, no, just now the Japanese army's Kamimura detachment launched an attack on Xintian!"

"What? The Japanese army has attacked Nitta?! ”

Xue Boling didn't even bother to put on his shoes, so he hurriedly ran out of the lounge and hurriedly ran to the sand table map.

Xue Boling looked at Xintian on the map, with a look of shock and regret on his face.

"Okamura Ninji, this guy's old fox, has played another lone army to sneak up on the flank of the 15th Army!"

Xue Boling cursed a few words in annoyance, and then, he stared at the map and studied how to deal with this tricky battle situation.

When the Japanese army occupied Xintian, the situation on the outer defense line of the Miluo River was completely changed.

The current situation was that the Japanese 6th Division attacked from the front, the Nara detachment attacked from the flank, and then the Japanese Uemura detachment attacked the 15th Army from the flank.

The 15th Army has fallen into the encirclement of the Japanese army on three sides, and now the defenders have only two ways to choose, the first is to abandon the positions on the periphery of the Miluo River, and the second is to hold the positions to the death, and in the end the 15th Army may be surrounded and annihilated by the Japanese army.

In this case, even if Xue Boling urgently dispatches troops to support, I am afraid it will be too late.

After all, Xue Boling was the commander-in-chief of the theater of operations, and even if the battle situation on the front line was already very grim, after a short period of shock, he quickly calmed down and commanded and thought in the face of danger.

He pondered carefully for a moment, and immediately informed the 15th Army to move forward and withdraw to the defense line on the south bank of the Miluo River.

Although the outer position of the Miluo River is very important, we should not care too much about the gains and losses of one city and one place in this crisis situation.

After the 15th Army received the order from the theater of operations, all units abandoned their positions on the periphery of the Miluo River and quickly withdrew.

Originally, the Japanese commanders thought that the 15th Army of the Nationalist Army would hold its position to the death, and there would be a fierce battle between the two sides.

However, when the Japanese army set up a posture to prepare for a decisive battle with the 15th Army, the main force of the 15th Army abandoned its position, causing the Japanese troops to pounce.

A Japanese lieutenant general stood on the bank of the Miluo River, holding a telescope and observing the abandoned positions of the Chinese army, without the slightest hint of joy on his face.

This Japanese general was the commander of the 6th Division of the Japanese Army, Shiro Inaba.

"Bagaya Road, the Chinese army keeps saying that they will defend their positions and fight a decisive battle with us, but these Chinese troops are running faster than rabbits, which is really hateful!"

Shiro Inaba put down the binoculars in his hand indignantly, and he felt very sorry that he did not defeat the 15th Army head-on.

The Japanese army's three-way army was united, and the enemy easily occupied all the positions on the outer defense line of the Miluo River, which was more than ten kilometers deep.

The commander of the devil, Shiro Inaba, is annoyed by the empty position, and he is desperate for a decisive battle with the 15th Army.

However, it was useless for the Japanese commander to be in a hurry, and all the bridges leading to the south bank of the Miluo River, the makeshift pontoon bridges, were dismantled and blown up by the retreating defenders.

Therefore, the Japanese troops approached the north bank of the Miluo River, because there was no bridge to cross the river, and the enemy could only postpone the attack.

Shiro Inaba ordered the troops to build a pontoon bridge overnight, and the sappers of the devil were busy by the river in the dark.

On the opposite side of the Miluo River is the defenders of the 15th Group Army, bullets and shells can cover the north bank of the devil's position, and the little devil builds a pontoon bridge during the day, which is a dead end for a live target.

Although it will be safer to build a pontoon bridge at night than during the day, because the movement of the devil sappers is relatively large, it alarms the defenders of the national army on the other side of the river.

It took several hours for the Japanese to build the pontoon bridge fortifications halfway through.

The defenders sensed movement on the river, and the scouts immediately fired multiple flares into the air.

"Hurricane, hurricane, hurricane......"

The flares slowly fell from the sky with a screeching sound, and the dazzling light instantly illuminated the surface of the river.

With the help of the light, the defenders on the south bank clearly saw the devil soldiers in the center of the river.

"It's not good, there's a little devil building a pontoon bridge!!"

"Brothers, prepare to fire, don't let the little devils build bridges!!"

The defending officers and men on the position shouted, and they grabbed their weapons and fired at the Japanese sappers who were building the pontoon bridge.

"Tutu Tu Tu !! Tu

"Dada, dada!!"

Suddenly, the fierce gunfire broke the dead silence around them.

Hundreds of guns danced in the darkness, and countless bullets mixed with the flames flew towards the devil soldiers in the center of the river.

The Japanese sappers who were working were caught off guard by the oncoming rain of bullets, and dozens of devil soldiers were strafed into a hornet's nest on the spot.

"Ahh......h

The devil soldiers who were shot were planted in the river one after another.

"Baga, be careful of bullets, pay attention to concealment !!"

The Japanese soldiers on the pontoon shouted in horror, and they lay on the pontoon bridge in confusion to avoid the flying bullets.

The bullets came at me with ferocity, splashing on the bridge, flying sawdust everywhere, and stray bullets falling on the water.

The commander of the defenders, seeing that the Japanese pontoon bridge was halfway built, hastened to give the artillery unit an order for shelling.

"Artillery, quickly blow up the pontoon bridge for Lao Tzu to blow up the little devil!!"

"Shoot the !!"

"Tom, tom, tom!!"

The defenders attacked with mortars, and a volley of grenades came towards the pontoon bridge over the river.

The grenades exploded in all directions, and columns of water several meters high exploded on the surface of the river.

The ghost soldiers lying on the pontoon bridge, their people and weapons were blown into the river, the body of the devil soldier was blown into several pieces by grenades, and the wooden planks used to build the bridge were also blown to pieces.

Mortars shelled continuously for several minutes, more than half of the pontoon bridge on the river was blown up, and nearly 100 devil soldiers were killed and wounded.

The river was littered with broken pieces of wood, and there were also small wooden boats that had been destroyed, and the corpses of devil soldiers were floating on the river, red blood staining the river.

The width of the pontoon bridge was less than two meters wide, and the devil soldiers on the bridge dodged grenades in all directions, and as a result, many devils fell into the river......