There was no suspense in the outcome.

Faced with a dense crossfire of a total of 10 Type 92 heavy machine guns, the entire charging formation of Kunomura's troops was quickly shattered.

The devil fell on the eve of the "seemingly victorious"!

After being stacked with at least half of the devils, the rest of the devils finally collapsed.

Morita Fumizo and several squadron leaders tried to suppress it, but they attracted Nosaka Kancheng, Wang Xikui, and other members of the Wolf Tooth team to take care of them and eliminate them at designated points.

In the melee, I don't know which devil took the lead, and the remaining less than three hundred devils turned around and ran.

It's a pity that at this time I remembered that it was too late to escape, and the cavalry battalion was already waiting.

With the sound of horses' hooves like a tide, the black-pressed cavalry crossed the mountain beam and appeared in the seventy-two bays.

There was no suspense in the next battle, a remnant brigade of less than three hundred people remained, and the command system had been completely lost, and in the face of the sabers of the cavalry battalion, there would only be one result.

Wang Yan didn't even plan to stay and watch the battle, and yelled at Sun Desheng, who rushed by on horseback in front of him: "Old Sun, don't clean up the battlefield after you're done here, hurry back!" ”

"Yes!" After Sun Desheng finished speaking, the people and horses had already arrived dozens of meters away.

After turning a corner, Sun Desheng had already caught up with a devil infantryman.

The devil infantry turned back suddenly, and saw that a cavalryman had caught up, and his face suddenly showed a look of horror.

The next moment, Sun Desheng's saber had already been slashed down like lightning, and the sharp saber cut off the devil's head from the neck in one fell swoop.

Severe!

The human head flew up, and the blood light collapsed.

There was even a look of horror in his eyes.

……

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the fierce battle at Yanmen Pass was in full swing.

From the field of view of the telescope, I saw that the attack of the 4th Squadron of the 3rd Brigade of the 13th Infantry Wing had once again collapsed, and Fumiro Saeki's lungs were about to explode.

In addition to being angry, there is also anxiety.

At this moment, Fumiro Saeki's heart was full of anxiety.

The headquarters of the army stationed in Mongolia and even the headquarters of the North China Front sent telegrams again and again, urging them to speed up and rush to Ping'an County as soon as possible to rescue the 69th Division.

It can be seen that the situation in Ping'an County is really not optimistic.

But the problem is, their Saeki detachment really can't get up fast!

The majestic and precipitous Yanmen Pass is like a big lock, locking the way forward of Saeki's detachment.

Moreover, due to the existence of Sekijo, the search team of the Saeki detachment could not play a role, and no matter how powerful the tanks of the search team were, they could not climb over the mountains.

So the Saeki detachment could only throw infantry at a time.

But the effect can only be described in two words: bleak.

Not to mention the Eighth Route Army guarding the city, that is, the guerrillas on the mountain beams on both sides of Yanmen Pass, are also extremely brave, and there is often a situation where all members of a squad die and do not give an inch.

Fumiro Saeki had never seen such a guerrilla.

The Eighth Route Army in the northwest of Shanxi Province, whether it was a regular army or a guerrilla army, seemed to have a temperament.

What kind of temperament? A kind of temperament that will show the sword when the enemy is encountered, even if he knows that he is invincible, even if he knows that he will fall under the enemy's sword, he still dares to show his sword and fight!

Seeing that the attack of the 3rd Squadron of the 3rd Brigade of the 13th Infantry Wing was once again disintegrated, Fumiro Saeki was shocked and anxious.

"Yaga!" Fumiro Saeki said, "What's going on with the Kunomura troops?" It's already past 2:50 p.m., why haven't the troops of Kuno Village arrived at Yanmen Pass yet? ”

Several staff officers looked at each other, and no one could answer.

Fumiro Saeki said angrily: "Call the Kunomura troops immediately......"

Before the words fell, a communications staff officer hurried over.

"Detachment Leader!" The communications staff officer said miserably, "Lieutenant Shimada of the Kunomura unit sent a farewell telegram saying that they had suffered heavy casualties from the intensive fire of the Eighth Route Army during the attack, and the troops had completely collapsed. ”

"Now it is being pursued by the cavalry of the Eighth Route Army, and I am afraid that the collective jade will be shattered."

"Nani?" Fumiro Saeki was immediately stunned, how could it be?

The Kunomura troops were actually ambushed by the Eighth Route Army? How can it be?

You must know that it was his temporary decision for the Kuno Village troops to detour to the seventy-two bays, and it was impossible for the Eighth Route Army to know in advance, so how could they set up an ambush?

Could it be that the Eighth Route Army could not predict the prophet?

Could it be that the Eighth Route Army could have guessed that he would send troops to make a detour from Seventy-two Daowan?

Thinking of this, Saeki Fumiro felt a chill to the bone, in this way, not only the technical and tactical literacy of the grassroots combatants of the Eighth Route Army has come up, but even the tactical literacy of their commanders has also come up!

It is no wonder that the Eighth Route Army at Yanmen Pass was able to build such a strong defense line in such a short period of time! So much so that their entire detachment stormed for almost a day, and they couldn't advance an inch!

You must know that in 1937, when the Sino-Japanese War just broke out, a single detachment could shake dozens of divisions of the national army!

But now, a detachment of the Japanese army is facing the defense line of one or two thousand people in the Eighth Route Military Region, plus several thousand guerrillas, and it has been storming for nearly a day!

Thinking of this, a sinister look flashed in Saeki Fumiro's eyes.

There is no other choice but to use the last resort!

"Command!" Fumiro Saeki almost gritted his back teeth and said, "The artillery wing immediately fired chemical bombs on the hillside of the right flank, and the 3rd Brigade of the 13th Infantry Wing is preparing to charge in a group!" ”

……

The hillside position on the right side of Yanmen Pass.

repelled another attack by the devil, Zhang Mantian couldn't help but feel a little proud.

The devil's attack doesn't seem to be as sharp as imagined, and that's it.

Zhang Mantian seemed to have seen that Qin Taohua was wearing a red hijab and was carried into the dilapidated courtyard of their house, thinking of this, Zhang Mantian's mouth grinned to the root of his ears.

At this moment, Zhang Mantian heard a pop.

When I looked closely, I saw a shell falling in front of the position.

"Anti-artillery!" Zhang Mantian roared and crawled on the ground.

The militiamen who were resting on the ground fell down one after another when they heard the sound, and the position was in chaos.

Then the expected explosion did not sound, and when Zhang Mantian looked up a little after two or three seconds, he saw that the shell that had just fallen in front of the position had not exploded.

It just popped and emitted a faint yellow smoke.

"It's a stink bomb!" Zhang Mantian breathed a sigh of relief.

Then looking around, Zhang Mantian saw more stink bombs.

"That doesn't seem right." Zhang Mantian's brows tightened.

How can there be so many stink bombs? How can it all be stink bombs?

In the next second, Zhang Mantian reacted, and immediately shouted bitterly: "Poison gas bomb, it's poison gas bomb, everyone cover your mouth and nose with wet towels, hurry!" ”

While shouting, Zhang Mantian inhaled a few puffs of smoke and suddenly felt dizzy.

At that moment, Zhang Mantian held his breath, took off the towel, and then opened the kettle and covered his face with water.

Looking up suddenly, Zhang Mantian saw that in the white smoke, the devil wearing a gas mask had already pounced on him with a bayonet.

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