Chapter 5: The Naked Child (Nine Lower)

After all, it is the first-class army in Asia. After the little devil made tactical adjustments. The action is very crisp. The convoy and horse team quickly turned around on the steppe. Directly towards the camp of the partisans. The Lama ditch area pounced.

A team of nearly two thousand people. Of course, it is impossible to walk silently. Soon. The change was discovered by the guerrillas' mobile posts in the vicinity. And delivered the news to the ears of Zhao Tianlong and Zhang Songling as quickly as possible.

Zhao Tianlong and Zhang Songling actually didn't run far. With familiarity with the terrain. After they went around in circles outside the little devil's telescope. and with all the brethren who are able to fight on horseback; Sneak up on the battlefield quietly. Time dragged on long enough. They can't be sure that the people they want to protect have been safely evacuated. So. They must stay and look for new fighters.

"The little devil is really being beaten by us this time." After listening to the debriefing of the mobile whistle. Zhao Tianlong couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.

Kuniaki Kawada's tactics are very shameless. But the guerrillas had to take this man's tricks hard. Otherwise. Once pounced on by the little devils near the old camp. Not only will the soldiers and wounded who remain in the camp be driven out by the devils. The people around the camp who are close to the guerrillas. It will also suffer from the catastrophe of destruction.

In the heart of the little devil. There is no concept of a righteous teacher. Kill, rob, burn. It was their consistent policy towards the people in the guerrilla areas. In the report transmitted by the Chabei Military Division. It's not uncommon to see this kind of infuriating news. Especially in the area of Wutai Mountain and Beiyue in North China. Because it has been hit hard repeatedly. The little devil's revenge is getting more and more spicy. Last winter's sweep. Light is a Lao county. More than 40,000 innocent people died tragically under the butcher's knife of the little devil. The entire county is ten rooms and nine empty.

There are few Han villages in the grassland area. Able to support the guerrillas wholeheartedly. Han Chinese villages that provided food and soldiers to the guerrillas were even rarer. So compared to the market on the shore of the Crescent Lake. Han village near Lamagou. It is more important for the survival and development of the Blackstone guerrillas. If the people in these villages are killed by the little devils. The guerrillas are completely waterless. Wood without roots. No matter how many warriors remain. It also loses space to continue to survive and develop.

"Send someone to send the news to the RED team first. Then the two of us will find a way to hold back the devil." Zhang Songling also shook his head a few times. Smile wryly.

"Let Lao Xu ride my horse. He is familiar with the nearby terrain. My horses are faster than others." Opinion for good brothers. Zhao Tianlong has always been obedient. Slightly groaned. Arrangements were made quickly.

"Let's ride my white horse. The white horse has a more temperamental temperament. I won't take Lao Xu off my back." Zhang Songling shook his head again. Whispered suggestion. Zhao Tianlong's yellow fat horse is indeed a first-class horse. But his temper is as unruly as his master's. If you make a mistake on the way, throw Lao Xu off your back. But it's going to be a big delay. So it's better to be a little more secure. Choose Zhang Songling's Oriental White Horse.

"Lend him the white dragon horse. So what are you going to ride yourself for a while.." Zhao Tianlong was slightly stunned. Ask with concern. Zhang Songling's riding skills can only be regarded as second-rate among the guerrillas. If you change mounts on the spot. It will definitely affect his fighting level to play. Not by yourself. Grew up on the prairie. Has a natural affinity for horses. It doesn't matter which horse you ride. can make a full use of one's ability.

"We won't have a second chance to use that trick before. The brothers don't have the strength to do the same thing as before." Zhang Songling thought about it. Some responded helplessly. If it's possible. He didn't want to fight the little devil at all. This kind of fighting does not bring out the guerrillas' specialties at all. There is no hope for the birth of a miracle either.

"Then how are you going to hold back the devil?" Zhao Tianlong was stunned again. Asked with a frown. Follow his ideas. Riding a war horse as before, he suddenly approached the devil's brigade. Take a bite and quickly evacuate the team. Enough to continue using it repeatedly. Anyway, they don't plan to go back alive. When will the last few people be left. Holding a grenade, he rushed into the group of devils and pulled the string. As long as you can pull on a few pads when you walk. There are no regrets in this life.

"I haven't thought about it yet. But our previous tactics. It's definitely not suitable anymore. The brethren could not keep up. The physical strength of the war horse can't keep up." Zhang Songling frowned. The expression on his face became more and more solemn.

It's hard to see good friends. Zhao Tianlong stopped bothering him. Step aside. Call Lao Xu over. Ordered him to ride Zhang Songling's Oriental white horse to deliver a letter to Redbeard. Then fifty-six other partisans were brought together. Command in a low voice." Hurry up and eat some dry food. They also feed and water the animals. The little devil wants to raid our nest. We can't let him get his way."

"Yes." The brethren agreed in unison. Spread out to nourish yourself and your mount. There was a bit of determination in everyone's eyes. The total number of people who set out from the shore of Crescent Lake was one hundred and thirty-seven. Now it's fifty-nine. Thirty-two people who had to withdraw from the battle due to serious injuries were deducted. The actual number of casualties was forty-six. More than a third of the total strength at the time of departure. It also far exceeded the number of losses suffered by the guerrillas in previous battles.

Those who have been killed have turned into the breeze and white clouds of the steppe. is watching them in the sky. So they can't let down the brothers who go first. They are all cavalry. The most powerful cavalry in the entire Eastern Mongolian steppe. They did not want or dare to live up to the glory of the cavalry.

Trying in vain to use a team of about fifty people. Hold back more than 2,000 enemy troops. It really looks like a fool's dream. Zhang Songling stood alone on the grass and thought about it. It dragged on for a long time. before making a difficult decision. Call everyone to yourself. He whispered, "The little devil ran to our old camp to kill him. Even if the RED team gets the news. They may not be able to return to the camp in time to inform the brothers who remain behind. In order to create an opportunity for the brothers on the mountain and the people down the mountain to evacuate. At all costs. We're all going to have to fight the little devils again. Even if you can't hold them back. It can't be too easy for them."

"Team Zhang. Just say it. What to do. We just do it." Haas, Batu and other young players. has long regarded Zhang Songling as his idol. Didn't wait for him to finish. He said aloud that he was looking at the head of his horse.

"Fatty. There's a lot of ideas here. What do you say? Let's do it. Don't talk about anything else that doesn't work. We're tired and panicked when we listen." Xiao Zou, Su Rile and other guerrillas backbones. also opened their mouths to respond. After more than a year of fighting side by side. Everyone has already learned about Zhang Songling's command ability. At a critical moment. Definitely won't pull his hind legs.

"I'm going to fight a fight with the little devils." Zhang Songling nodded lightly. A wave of emotion quietly rose in my heart. On qualifications and popularity. He was definitely not in the guerrillas. But whether it's usual. Or right now. The backbone of the guerrillas gave him unreserved trust. Even when Redbeard intentionally or unintentionally revealed the idea of cultivating him as a successor. These backbones did not express any dissatisfaction. As if it were all taken for granted. He has a great ability to fight devils. It's time to pick up Redbeard's class in the future. As for guys. Since he didn't have the fat man's share of two catties. Give him, the one who came after him, a hand. There are no complaints.

"Resistance war. Our people. Is it enough?" The only place where there are doubts. It is a huge disparity in strength between the enemy and us. Everyone looked at Zhang Songling. Whispered inquiry." There is more than one way to get to Lamagou. And there are no big ravines around. We're a little bit of people. A blocking line on flat ground is definitely no more than 50 meters wide. The little devil just needs to break the front of the car slightly. You can make a detour behind us."

"yes. We're all cavalry. Fight positional battles with little devils. It's not ......" Zhao Tianlong also felt that Zhang Songling's idea was a little unexpected. glanced at him. Hesitantly asked.

"During the day, it does." Zhang Songling nodded. Very patiently explained to everyone." But in the evening and at night. It's completely different. If the little devils don't march overnight. The RED team will be able to send people back to the camp in time to organize a retreat. There is a night of time. Enough to get everyone clean. Not even a single wool is left for the little devils. If the little devil is in a hurry to travel at night. There are more than 50 of us here. and one or two hundred people. It doesn't make much difference."

"That's right." Everyone thought about it according to Zhang Songling's meaning. There was a little smile on their faces. Prairie land at the end of summer is soft. The little devil's car is definitely not as fast as a horse. The only advantage is that it is consistent. You don't have to stop and rest like a war horse for more than an hour. Even so. From here to the old battalion of the guerrillas. The little devil's car also needs to be driven for at least three to four hours. And now there are just over two hours left before the sun goes down. When night falls. Everyone has room to play a suspicious trick.

Wait until everyone has almost accepted their ideas. Zhang Songling squatted down. Take a stick and explain it in detail on the ground." The little devil is not familiar with the terrain in this area. Even if there are traitors to help lead the way. You can choose. It's just the two or three that have a number. And considering that the puppet army's mounts need to be replenished with water at all times. In the middle of these two or three roads. The most suitable for the little devil to choose. Only along the Liuhua River."

"You're saying you're using the river to make a fuss.." Connection. Someone's eyes lit up. Pat the ground with your hand. Ask out loud.

"Yes." Zhang Songling quickly drew a few curves on the ground. The Liuhua River flows from east to west. Such a river. I am afraid that the second article will not be found in the whole of China. The little devil must not be aware of this difference. I wouldn't even think of it. A river goes downstream. There are no tributaries that converge into the main trunk. Instead, new tributaries will branch off from the main trunk."

I'm afraid that everyone's thinking can't keep up. Do less after a pause. He went on to add. Let's go first on horseback. Go to the fork of the river and wait for the little devils. After dark. Hit him off guard."

Resistance Battle. It's the tactic that the old twenty-six road is best at. From the first day he entered the secret service group, Zhang Songling was taught by Lao Gou's words and deeds. He has gone through so many rounds of battlefield "internships". I believe that I can surprise the little devil again.