Without orders or words, the soldiers who had rushed from Taolin for reinforcements and had traveled seventy miles overnight followed their battalion commander and rushed to the Sakamoto Wing, which was repairing the ceasefire.

Sakamoto Haruyu, who got the news, almost burst into tears, and he couldn't believe it was true.

Originally, according to his plan, he wanted to temporarily repair for two hours, let his soldiers rest for a while, fill their stomachs, and wait for dawn to launch another onslaught on the positions outside Xinghe City, and then take Xinghe in one fell swoop.

Scouts were also sent, and there was no shortage of all the vigilance that should be there, but only when I had already seen the figure did I know that the reinforcements on the opposite side had arrived!

There were five reconnaissance teams, and none of them made it back alive.

At this point, Sakamoto Haruyu realized that the victory he thought was about to arrive was about to fly.

"Yaga! Bastard! Lunatic! He's crazy! Sakamoto Haruyu roared in his marching tent, but to no avail.

In the ceasefire, which lasted almost all night, the Sakamoto Wing killed and wounded more than 2,000 men and paid the price of thousands of lives.

Just when he thought that the enemy on the opposite side had been completely defeated by him, and the victory was about to be completely his, Liu Cheng came.

Moreover, without giving him the slightest respite, he attacked directly.

Indeed, Liu Cheng is crazy.

For the final victory of this battle, and for the Chinese army to be able to smash a punch on the head of the little devil who preaches himself as the number one in Asia every day, so that they can realize the tenacity of the Chinese and the fierceness of the Chinese soldiers, he is crazy.

When he was still about 300 meters away from the position, Liu Cheng took out from the cockpit of the tank driven by Duan Jinghe, which he had already prepared for himself---- a special vest and outer belt full of magazines and grenades.

Thirty cartridges of German submachine guns, twenty-four ten-year grenades of their own making.

Of course, these grenades and bullets were specially made according to Liu Cheng's requirements.

The warhead is a replica of the "dummmm", which completely makes up for the lack of damage value of the submachine gun as low as that of the rifle; The grenade charge has been improved by Han Shaoyuan, and its power has more than doubled.

It's a pity that the number of such bullets and grenades is very limited, and except for Liu Cheng, only a few veterans have received a certain amount of equipment.

Liu Cheng, who once again stepped on the battlefield and directly participated in the battle, was like a harvester of life, firing wildly on the flank of the tank driven by Duan Jinghe.

The Sakamoto Wing, which fought back at the first time, had just experienced a battle, and although it was physically better than the soldiers of the independent battalion who had been running for seven hours, it was pressed down from the very beginning.

Sakamoto Haruto personally drew his command sword to supervise the battle, and all the heavy machine gun mortars fired back in the shortest possible time, but they still could not stop the momentum of the independent battalion led by Liu Cheng.

Faced with such a situation, a trace of fear slowly rose in the heart of Sakamoto Haruyu, who had never put the Chinese and the Chinese army in his eyes.

He even wanted to escape with his soldiers and not confront the enemy in a state of madness on the other side.

originally thought that his heavy firepower could effectively prevent Liu Cheng from dragging the battle into a white-knuckle battle prematurely, but soon, Sakamoto Haruyu was desperate to find that the opponent's firepower was actually no worse than him at all.

At this distance, he didn't need to worry about the three heavy guns that were snatched away, but he didn't expect that there were still plenty of 75-millimeter mountain guns and a large number of heavy machine guns and mortars.

What's more, there is also a group of "sharpshooters" hiding in the shadows.

The heavy machine guns, mortars, grenadiers and other high-power lethal weapons on the side of the Sakamoto wing fired one after another, which directly and seriously reduced the intensity of the blockade, and only barely lasted 20 minutes, and Sakamoto Haruyu was forced to give the order to start a white-knuckle battle.

Eight of the tanks were later transferred by Tanaka during the first attack on Kowa, and the remaining four are now damaged to varying degrees, with the only thing in common being that they are unable to move.

On the side of the independent battalion, three tanks went on a rampage, and the number of Japanese soldiers who were crushed to death by them rose sharply.

The speed advantage of light tanks is evident at this moment, and whether it is dodging an attack or rushing a special target, it can be easily destroyed.

And after the battle was forcibly dragged into a white-knuckle battle, Sakamoto Haruyu was once again slapped in the face; The imperial warriors in his mind, the soldiers who were known as invincible in white-knuckle warfare, fell one by one under the swords of the soldiers of the independent battalion, and the situation fell to the side of the independent battalion at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Of course, Wang Zhibang's leading troops to fight is also a very important reason.

On the battlefield, once one side completely suppresses the other side in momentum, then there is basically no suspense about victory.

Blood was splattered, corpses were strewn all over the field, and the soldiers of the independent battalion reaped a tragic and beautiful victory in this already somewhat cool autumn morning.

Sakamoto Haruyu gave the order to retreat at the same time as the battle situation was one-sided, but how could the Japanese army, which had been entangled by the soldiers of the independent battalion and the 119th Brigade, leave so easily?

In this kind of close-quarters hand-to-hand combat, turning around before killing the enemy in front of you will end in death.

Sakamoto saw that there were fewer and fewer Japanese soldiers alive on the battlefield, and he was completely desperate.

He wants to escape, but where can he flee to?

It was a wing, an integrated wing from a division regiment!

In the eyes of the Japanese military leadership, such a team can easily defeat a Chinese army of more than 20,000 people!

But now, in the face of such a team of less than 6,000 people, and it was also improvised, he was defeated so badly!

Even if there were a lot of casualties before, the number of opponents would barely be twice as large as the current Sakamoto United.

The sky was getting brighter, and the sun leaping above the horizon once again sprinkled its light on the earth.

In the end, Sakamoto Haruyu left behind the soldiers who could not withdraw from the battlefield in time, and fled in a hurry with the remnants of a squad close to the squad.

Liu Cheng didn't chase after him, because he knew that the fighters' physical strength had already reached its limit.

If it weren't for the breath in their hearts, I'm afraid that more than half of them wouldn't have survived the 70-kilometer journey.

Luckily, they won the eventual victory; Although, this victory was too disastrous.

The three companies of the independent battalion stationed in Xinghe, totaling more than 1,700 people, were almost wiped out, and the commander of the first company, Zhao Dayong, was killed in battle; The more than 1,300 people that Liu Cheng brought from Taolin ended up with less than 300; Wang Zhibang's 119th Brigade lost an entire regiment!

And this is only the tip of the iceberg of this shameless war of aggression.

It was also from this moment that the three words "independent battalion" officially became a nightmare for the Japanese army......