After a solid defeat, how could the Japanese not be depressed.

Especially for the commander of the Right Wing Corps of the Kwantung Army, Lieutenant General Yoshiichi Nishi.

The morning sun in spring in northern China dispelled a lot of cold, but for the Japanese lieutenant general who stood in front of the headquarters and bathed in the sun, he did not feel a trace of warmth, and some of them were cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

But this is normal, he has been standing here for most of the night, and the cold wind at night did not freeze him into a popsicle, it was because the coat on his body was not a future Huaxia cottage.

The north wind is cold, but Xiyiyi's heart is even colder! Since receiving the battle report from Luo Wenyu, he felt that he was sorry for His Majesty the Emperor if he didn't stand in the cold wind and blow the wind.

The right flank corps of the Kwantung Army under his command concentrated the main force of the Eighth Division and two mixed brigades, a tank brigade, a heavy artillery brigade, and a Mukden Independent Brigade, with a total strength of more than 40,000 troops.

According to his experience in fighting the Chinese army, aside from the Mukden Independent Brigade, the more than 30,000 regular imperial troops under his command could defeat the Chinese army of 60,000 or 70,000 or more, even if they defended the danger.

The Battle of Rehe, which ended half a month earlier, had proved all this, and the Chinese army, which had a strength of up to 200,000 troops, resisted for less than a month before being driven straight into and occupied the entire territory of Rehe by his right-wing corps.

In Xi Yiyi's opinion, in less than three days, he could break through the Great Wall, which the Chinese had relied on for 2,000 years, and smash all the Chinese's will to resist. When he crossed this mountain range, what awaited his army was the North China Plain, where there was no natural danger to defend, and the two rich northern cities were under the front of the imperial army.

However, the ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny.

He was blocked by a group of Chinese troops at Xifengkou for seven days, not to mention an inch, and even suffered heavy losses.

It is better to explain that Xifengkou was hit on the head and bled before, after all, the Chinese army on the opposite side also exceeded 40,000 people, and they were hiding on a condescending mountain, and they couldn't get into it in the short term, so sooner or later they could always do it.

However, what happened to Luo Wenyu? Was his head broken, or was that stupid Mitsu Suzuki kicked by a donkey? The latest telegram turned out to be: The Fourth Infantry Brigade suffered heavy losses, the whole army retreated 20 miles, Major General Suzuki Mitsu was seriously wounded and unconscious, and the whole army was waiting for tactical guidance from the division and regimental headquarters。。。。。。

Seeing this message, Nishiyichi almost fainted on the spot, why was that bastard Suzuki Mitsu just seriously injured and unconscious? He should hurry up and finish the calf to thank the world.

In order to find another breakthrough on the battlefield, he selected Luo Wenyu and placed high hopes on it, and the infantry alone sent more than 10,000 people, accounting for one-third of his current total strength, and if you add artillery, chariot squadrons, cavalry, baggage soldiers, engineers, etc., it will reach more than 14,000 people.

As a result, What was the result that Mitsu Suzuki handed over to him? It was the two artillery brigades that were completely annihilated by a sneak attack, the Fourth Infantry Brigade suffered heavy losses, and the whole army retreated 20 miles, and it was shameless to say that they were waiting for tactical guidance.

If you can, Lieutenant General Xiyi, who has not slept all night, staring at the dark Great Wall Mountains in a daze, would like to personally carry a knife and rush to the group of shameless people hundreds of miles away, one by one, and cut off their dog heads.

Playing like this, and being so shameless came to ask for people and supplies. Thinking of the supplies, Xi Yiyi thought that there seemed to be an infantry battalion of the Mukden Independent Brigade at night with the warrant of that fool from Suzuki Mitsu, saying that he was ordered to protect the baggage squadron and deliver supplies to Luo Wenyu.

Because he was dizzy by the battle report of the 4th Infantry Brigade, Nishi Yoshiichi ignored this matter, and the morning dew at this time made him sober up a little, but it made him remember.

"Is the infantry battalion of the Mukden Independent Brigade gone?" Nishiyichi asked in a cold voice the chief of staff of the division, Tanibe, who was standing behind him. "Let their highest commander come to me, and I will ask about the specific situation on the front line in Luo Wenyu."

The message is generally not long, so naturally it will not be too detailed, and it is natural for Yoshiichi to find someone who has experienced this battle to understand the actual situation on the battlefield.

He was right in this way, the two wing captains actually concealed many details of the battlefield, for example, they could no longer be called heavy losses, but had been disabled.

The so-called evacuation is actually nothing more than a rout. If it weren't for a few tanks and four heavy artillery pieces, the four Chinese infantry regiments on the Luo Wenyu front would have let them go so easily, and they wouldn't have been able to chase them all the way back to their grandmother's house.

"Please Your Excellency the division commander later, I'll go and check." Teru Tanibe replied with a bitter face.

The division commander is standing here blowing the north wind, and he, the chief of staff, dares to go? It's not the same to stand here for half a night? There was time to manage the movement of a baggage squadron.

After half a ring, the Japanese army Dazuo, who returned to the headquarters to find out the troop transfer report, came back to report to the Japanese lieutenant general who was still standing stiffly: "Your Excellency the division commander, because of the heavy losses in the previous Luowenyu battlefield and the strong demand for baggage, the infantry battalion has been on the road with a baggage squadron an hour ago. ”

"Baga, those fools, what's the point of giving them baggage! Give them and let them give it to the Chinese? As soon as Xiyi heard the news, he was immediately furious.

There was silence all around, and the staff officers and guards of the division headquarters all lowered their heads, and no one dared to answer the voice of His Excellency the lieutenant general, who had been so angry for half the night.

It is estimated that he also wants to understand that no matter how violent he is, he can't save the defeat of Luo Wenyu. Should this thing be sent or sent as usual, otherwise, the 4th Infantry Brigade, which is still in front of the Luowenyu Pass, will not be killed by the Chinese, but will be starved to death by itself, which will be even more of a big joke.

"Humph! Notify all officers of the rank of Wing Commander to come to the division headquarters! Xiyi snorted coldly, turned around and walked back to the headquarters.

The lieutenant general of the Japanese army, who was cold and hungry for half the night, probably couldn't hold it at this time, and if he pretended to be forced for a while, I was afraid that he would become the top general of the Kwantung Army who fell because of a cold.

And this lieutenant general of the Japanese army, I am afraid he didn't expect that he would be so crow-mouthed, so he said it.

It satisfies the favorite sentence of the Chinese people: no guns, no cannons, our own enemies make them for us!

Really, sometimes this guy is right! If you are not unlucky, once you are unlucky, it will be a series.

Lang Fat also thinks so.

Originally, he and the beautiful reporter stepped on the moonlight at night, and had a very harmonious exchange, but he said nonsense that the other party had a bloody disaster, and then waited for the beautiful reporter to anxiously ask how to crack it, and then he could say that I was 。。。。。。。

Aren't all these routines in future TV series! The flickering beauties were stunned for a moment, and they got the definition of a "disciple" when they knew it.

Are the women of the Republic of China so anti-routine?

That's it, just arrived at Xifengkou, he didn't have time to take a sip of hot tea, the porridge was only served on the table, and several bigwigs in the division seat were still in a military meeting before he had time to see him, and he didn't have time to use his previous credit to fool around something, such as a telescope, a mortar or something.

Special meow, trouble will come to the door.

Seeing the tears of the beautiful reporter crying with pear blossoms and rain, Lang Fat felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, and his eyes fell on the somewhat embarrassed young man in front of him very unkindly.