Although the power of the cannon is not as powerful as the large-caliber heavy artillery, for the Japanese army, which has nowhere to hide, it is a sickle wielded by the Grim Reaper.

At the request of the lieutenant general's division commander to empty the two base shells, the Chinese artillerymen, who had never had such a generous opportunity, started from the coordinates of the top of the hill, and after firing four consecutive salvos, they felt that the top of the hill could no longer satisfy their anger, and the artillery fire extended down the position.

Originally, the cavalry with war horses had a chance to escape when the Chinese artillery bombarded the top of the mountain. But war horses are not people, although they have undergone strict training, but at the moment when the cannonball exploded at such close range, the war horses went crazy.

Some run forward, some backward, and some run up the side hill like a hornet that has blown up its nest.

The Japanese cavalry don't say that they can't bear their war horses, even if they are willing, they don't dare to dismount at this time, the war horses that will definitely go crazy will be trampled to death, they can only desperately tighten the reins, control the war horses not to go forward, don't go left and right, that is the place of death.

The only way to survive can only be downward, as long as the war horses begin to gallop with strength, the artillery fire extending downward may not be able to catch up with them, don't you see that the machine gunners and grenadiers who are still below them have already galloped like rabbits?

Then, they delayed the time.

On the battlefield, delaying time is punishable, and the price of punishment may be life.

At the moment before the artillery fire began to extend down the mountain artillery, the Japanese cavalry, with its skillful technique, controlled the frantic war horses, began to turn down, and galloped along the hillside.

The sound of rumbling horses' hooves was even stronger than the rumbling of cannons on the top of the mountain, and then the sound of cannons regained the upper hand.

Because, the shells came.

A cannonball fell on the Japanese cavalry, and it was a real rain of blood, and four or five horses were torn apart along with the Japanese cavalry on them.

Then, the ensuing shells were like meteors, drowning the entire hillside, including the once majestic and terrifying Japanese cavalry, in the sky of artillery fire.

Of course, the Japanese cavalry was not a loss, as the noble branch of the Japanese army, they were indeed much stronger than the infantry composed of mountain people and fishermen who were despised and looked down upon, so they lived a few more minutes.

As for the machine gunners and grenadiers who ran away in advance, they didn't run far before they were finished, but most of them died not in the Chinese fire, but under the hooves of the Japanese cavalry who frantically fled for their lives.

How could the cavalrymen, who were constantly speeding up and just wanted to flee for their lives, change direction for the sake of these lowly guys? If there is an obstacle, just step on the horse directly, without cutting with a knife, it is already for the sake of the friendly army。。。。。。

The entire Lonely Mountain Heights is like a bonfire lit by cannonballs, filled with gunsmoke and flames.

Reflected in the firelight was Kasahara River's stunned face.

The two squadrons that were disabled before still left two or three big cats and kittens, and the only remaining squadron of the full infantry and a squadron of the 8th Cavalry Wing were blown to ashes by Chinese artillery fire, right in front of his eyes.

Not to mention that the deceased captain of the 10th Infantry Brigade, Takeuchi Shaosa, has become a single-level commander, and even Kasahara River, the captain of the Osa, is almost there.

At this time, if he was to be assigned a funeral director or a wounded barracks commander, it would be more appropriate than any wing commander.

The Japanese army had already arrived six or seven kilometers before the Luowenyu Pass, and the two heavy guns quickly launched a counterattack.

But as the saying goes, the ruthless are afraid of the horizontal, the horizontal are afraid of the stunned, and the stunned are afraid of dying. The Chinese artillerymen, who had been given a death order, had only one thought at this time: to kill the Japanese on the hill, and as for the rest, we will talk about it later!

The iron-hearted artillerymen simply ignored the frantic return fire of the Japanese artillery, and persistently shot one after another shells full of hatred at the hill stained with the blood of Chinese and Japanese soldiers.

Although Liu Lang did not explain the situation here, how could the lieutenant general not guess?

It's just that, as the supreme commander, he understands Liu Lang's choice, and he must also stick to this choice. The people on the position can die, but the position cannot be lost.

If you want to protect it, you must learn to give up, even if it is said to be ruthless.

A full 160 shells, 40 rounds per cannon and two bases, ploughed the small dirt hill from top to bottom and from bottom to top at least twice, and shelled it for nearly half an hour.

At present, there are a total of 20 shells left in the four imitation 41-style mountain guns on the main position of Luo Wenyu, with 5 rounds per gun.

This is also the last heavy firepower left by Liu Ruming for Luo Wenyu's position.

Inspired by the battle situation on Liu Lang's position in the distance, the lieutenant general had already planned that once the Japanese army attacked the main position of Luowenyu, the last 20 shells would not hit elsewhere, but must have fallen on their own position.

And he, the division commander, will stand with his soldiers.

He can give up his soldiers, and he can give up himself, that's his choice.

The positions of the Chinese and Japanese sides were all filled with the rumble of artillery.

The four guns on the main position of Luo Wenyu were shelling frantically, and the eight guns on Liu Lang's position were also shelling, shelling the slopes, foot of the mountain, canyons, woods, and all the places where the Japanese might be hiding.

And the four heavy guns of the Japanese army are also returning fire, shelling the Chinese positions they can see! As if only then could they prove their existence.

The infantrymen, on the other hand, could only hide wherever they could, praying not to be the unlucky ones who were blown up.

When the artillery that had been vented by both sides finally stopped, the Japanese withdrew.

The order to retreat was given by Mitsu Suzuki himself.

Even if the lonely mountain position he once dreamed of was in front of him, and he knew that it was no longer possible for a single Chinese soldier on that small dirt mountain, even if he sent an infantry detachment, he could easily occupy it.

But he didn't dare, he was afraid that the crazy Chinese would use this as a trap and wait for his people to go up and shell again.

The final result was that he would become the biggest joke of the entire division and even the entire Kwantung Army, constantly sending people to become the target of Chinese artillery, and the biggest result was only the consumption of some Chinese shells.

Although he also understands that he has now become a joke in the Kwantung Army and even the entire Imperial Military Circle, this does not mean that he is willing to make his stupidity even more stupid.

What's more, he received a telegram from the division that the Chinese at the Xifeng Pass had moved, and I don't know how many Chinese troops were moving along the mountain road to this side.

No matter how unwilling he was, he could only temporarily abandon the attack on this position, and he had to redeploy his forces to deal with the imminent reinforcements of the Chinese.

However, although the troops were withdrawn, he did not give up the besieged Liu Lang and others, and Li Shoushan's infantry regiment left here replaced the Japanese army to surround this place.

Suzuki's response was nothing more than wanting to use the regular army of his 4th Infantry Brigade to fight the Chinese, and Li Shoushan's men may not be able to attack at all, but it is always okay to surround them and prevent them from escaping.

Suzuki Mitsu believes that this group of Chinese who come to sneak attack cannot bring too much weight, he just wants to trap them, starve them, and die of thirst.

This trick is very poisonous, but the premise is that the Chinese reinforcements cannot fight.

It's just that Mitsumi Suzuki miscalculated, and he underestimated the weight of the Chinese soldiers he surrounded in the hearts of the top brass of the 29th Army.

The three masters, please ask for the lives of these thousand people, whoever you are, you have to give this face.

The two main infantry regiments of the 109th Brigade and the guard battalion of the 37th Division, with an artillery battery, were rushing all the way to here.

The small Luo Wenyu will gather the strength of nearly an infantry division, as well as 8 of the 12 mountain guns of the 29th Army.

Here, it is destined to become a flesh and blood mill no less than the main position of Xifengkou.

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