"Up!"

After Yu Zhiqian killed all the Japanese soldiers who could stand, he stood up with one hand on the ground, and rushed to the position below.

"Wang Youcai, kill the wounded soldiers of Japan!"

As Yu Zhiqian spoke, the bayonet stabbed into the chest of a Japanese man, and then quickly lifted a mortar on the ground.

Just as he was about to get the cannonball, he saw a little devil trying to get a weapon, and the dagger instantly pierced the wounded soldier's chest.

"It's coming, it's coming!" Wang Youcai has a lot of things on his body, six katanas, and his own weapons, and he clangs when he runs, which is very joyful.

"Cut devils with devils' knives!"

"Good!" Wang Youcai immediately pulled out a major general's weapon and slashed at a Japanese soldier who was wailing on the ground.

"Chop off your head, the Japanese are afraid of being cut off!"

"Ah, good!"

After Wang Youcai heard Yu Zhiqian's reminder, he immediately smiled and waved the katana in his hand and slashed at the head of a wounded soldier, while Yu Zhiqian gave his thumbs up and roughly calculated the distance of the Japanese charging in front.

Just like Li Yunlong's sharpshooter pillar in the TV series Liangjian, this kind of soil method can roughly calculate the distance, although it is not accurate, but there is a rough data enough.

About 100 meters away, Yu Zhiqian took out a shell and put it into the barrel of the mortar.

"Whew!"

The moment the mortar went out, Yu Zhiqian's mouth opened slightly, turned sideways, and after the shell was activated by the fuse, it flew quickly towards the target position.

"Boom!"

The shells fell into the charging Japanese, and the Japanese, who had been maintaining an offensive and advancing formation, were suddenly hit by the cannonballs, but they did not expect friendly shells to suddenly appear behind them, and seven or eight Japanese were killed when one shell fell in the crowd.

Yu Zhiqian moves very quickly, the mortar is very simple to operate, that is, a military blind who does not use weapons, after watching it twice, they will play, of course, maybe they don't know that they need to open their mouths when firing guns, this is the key, otherwise it is easy to have an accident.

Several shells fell into the Japanese crowd, killing some of the Japanese soldiers, and at the same time, the charging Japanese soldiers were constantly strafed by the Kuomintang troops, and some of them died, and finally there were less than ten Japanese soldiers left in the middle of the battlefield.

The Japanese hid behind some ruins and resisted stubbornly, but Yu Zhiqian did not give them a chance, and three mortar shells landed accurately on their hiding place, and the battlefield was calm again.

"Youcai, let's go!"

Yu Zhiqian cautiously walked forward with his weapon, and when he was about to approach the attack range of the Kuomintang army, he immediately stopped and shouted: "Brother in front, we are friendly troops, don't shoot!" ”

After the Kuomintang soldiers who were defending just now heard the shouts of Yu Zhiqian and others, they realized what had just happened, they had beaten the Japanese just now, and suddenly the Japanese soldiers' positions were shelled or something, and they thought that the little devils had started infighting.

"Brothers, we're coming out, don't shoot! I heard a response! ”

"Good!"

Yu Zhiqian's side immediately stood up and walked towards the position of the Kuomintang army.

Two minutes later, the two sides successfully met, led by a Kuomintang captain, wounded and tied in a bandage, and the total number of defenders was less than forty, four heavy machine guns, and a number of other weapons.

"There are still some mortars on the devil's side, and the devil probably won't have time to care about you for a while, so let's clean up the battlefield!"

The captain was stunned for a moment when he heard Yu Zhiqian's words: "What do you say, what's wrong with the devil?" ”

Wang Youcai took out the saber of Lieutenant General Yokoyama Yong captured by Yu Zhiqian and shook it: "Just now, our chief killed Yokoyama Yong!" ”

"Isamu Yokoyama?"

The captain obviously didn't know who Yokoyama Isamu was, Wang Youcai stretched his neck: "Yokoyama Isamu is the Japanese commander of this battle, a lieutenant general, I killed two major generals, I just don't know what the name is!" ”

After hearing Yu Zhiqian's words, the surrounding Kuomintang soldiers immediately looked at Yu Zhiqian and Wang Youcai with wide eyes: "You killed the commander of the little devil?" ”

"Yes!"

"Awesome!"

A group of people immediately gave Yu Zhiqian a thumbs up, and Yu Zhiqian smiled: "Now the devils are messing around, you guys hurry up and clean up the battlefield and replenish the ammunition!" ”

"Good!"

Hearing that the Japanese commander was dead, he instantly understood what Yu Zhiqian meant now, and the devil was estimated to have become a mess now, and he had no time to take care of Changde City.

The news of Isamu Yokoyama's death reached the Japanese Army Headquarters as soon as they saw it, and the people at the Japanese Army Headquarters immediately felt that it was fake, impossible, this was the second lieutenant general killed in the Chinese battlefield, and the first was Norihide Abe.

There was a certain element of luck in the death of Abe Norihide, but Isamu Yokoyama actually died in Changde, and several major generals and Osa died together, which was basically most of the Japanese command forces in this Changde battle.

"Who did it?"

This was the second reaction, and soon this information was sent to the emperor.

The news of the death of a lieutenant general in Japan was not deliberately concealed, and the intelligence services of various countries quickly learned that a supreme commander had died in Japan during the Battle of Changde, and even Chiang Kai-shek in Cairo knew the news.

Yu Chengwan held the telegram sent by the principal in his hand and looked confused, and looked at his subordinates: "Hengshan Yong is dead?" ”

"What?"

"The principal sent me a telegram and asked me who killed Isamu Yokoyama, and he wanted to reward me personally!"

"Hengshan is dead!" The staff officer looked at the telegram in his hand and trembled a little, and took a deep breath: "Sir, this is good news, if Yokoyama is killed, the Japanese will definitely be in chaos, we can take advantage of the situation to counterattack and recapture Changde!" ”

"How to take it, we are such a few people!"

"Immediately ask for help, just say that Yokoyama Isamu is dead, the Japanese are about to retreat, and the Battle of Changde is about to be won, and I believe that those people will definitely reinforce us immediately! This group of people let them send them to death, they don't have the guts, but if you talk about grabbing credit, this group of people is faster than anyone else one by one! ”

After listening to the staff officer's analysis, Yu Chengwan nodded slightly, having been in the Kuomintang army for so long, Yu Chengwan knew very well what kind of people this group of people were, although they would not flee without a fight now, but they were still preserving their strength and fishing in troubled waters.

But now that Yokoyama is dead, as long as his own people don't make mistakes in the Battle of Changde, they basically won, and this group of people can accept no matter how big the loss is in order to get a piece of the pie.

"Immediately telegraph to the Tenth Army, asking them to support quickly and recover Changde!"

"Good!"

After sending out the message for help, Yu Chengwan looked at the people around him: "And let people check, who killed Yokoyama Yong!" ”

"Yes!"