"What? Does Miyamoto-kun think what I said is wrong? ”

Jiro Takeshita was unforgiving and continued to sneer.

"Humph! Since you think you're awesome, then go for it this time! ”

Miyamoto Qiaomu snorted coldly and said.

Originally, he also wanted to tell Jiro Takeshita about the strength of the enemy and let them be prepared.

But now, an evil thought suddenly crossed his mind, and he had decided that he would never tell Takeshita Jiro how powerful his enemy was this time.

Even, I don't know why, compared to capturing Baohua Township, Miyamoto Araki prefers Takeshita Jiro to defeat the battle, or even the entire army.

"Now, mine will let you see the power of our Takeshita Wing!"

After Takeshita said it angrily, he turned to the group of subordinates behind him and ordered: "Kill all the soldiers in front of me, and kill the chickens!" ”

Yes, Jiro Takeshita only glanced at the enemy formation in front of him, and almost did not make any military arrangements, and then gave the order to charge.

Because in his opinion, with the powerful firepower of their team, it is simply a simple matter to take down a small Baohua Township.

Of course, perhaps such a reckless charge will bring them some casualties.

However, in his opinion, if he can stomp on the Miyamoto United team, then this casualty is still worth paying.

"Huh! Yours should be proud now, and when you cry later. ”

Looking at Jiro Takeshita's disgusting face, Miyamoto Qiaomu didn't say anything, but secretly sneered in his heart.

Because he seemed to have seen the miserable end of the Takeshita Wing, although the minefield had been trampled by them for most of the time, there were still a few hundred meters of minefield, enough to blow up the five tanks of the Takeshita Wing.

Seeing that the little devil was rushing towards him like a flood beast again, the brothers of the new battalion and even the 886th regiment were all in a state of limbo and ready for a big battle.

However, at this time, an extremely embarrassed figure suddenly rushed towards this side from the direction of Qingshi Mountain, perhaps injured, or too anxious, one did not pay attention, and actually fell to the ground.

Stubborn, he tried to get up again and continued to run towards this side, only this time, the speed was obviously much slower than before, and he also limped when he ran.

This scene happened to be seen by the hemp pole who turned his head, and there was almost no hesitation, the hemp pole jumped out of the trench directly, and reflexively ran towards the place where the brother was.

With a distance of more than 300 meters, with the joint efforts of the two, the distance between the two has been reduced to less than 10 meters in less than 20 seconds.

"Brother Ma! The Bluestone Mountain position has been destroyed by the little devil gunboats! ”

Without waiting for the hemp pole to speak, the brother spoke first, and when he finished saying this, the whole person fell to the ground like a dying man who had lost the wish of the rest of his life.

Hearing this brother's report, Ma Zhu's brows were slightly furrowed, but the next moment, when he saw this brother fall down, he didn't care about thinking so much, and flew directly and rushed towards him.

However, the speed of the hemp pole was still a little slow, and he was not able to hold it up before he fell to the ground.

"Brother! Brothers! Are you okay? ”

The hemp pole lifted the man who fell to the ground, and while shaking, he kept shouting.

There was no response, no movement.

As if he had expected something, he stretched out a finger and lay down in the middle of the brother's man, but there was still a little breath there.

Dead, the brother died just after the debriefing.

He was not beaten to death by the little devil, but tired to death, in order to report this battle situation to the camp as quickly as possible, he almost burned his own potential, and along the way, he kept running wildly.

Finally, after he reported the battle situation to Ma Zhu, the whole person seemed to have completed a sacred mission, and the breath in his heart was relieved, and he died like this.

All of a sudden, Ma Pole's heart seemed to be touched by something, he hated, he hated these evil little devils.

However, he was also an extremely calm person, and he knew that the current situation had reached a point where there was no time to delay, and this brother had almost exhausted his own life in order to pass on the news, and he could not let this brother die in vain like this.

So, without thinking much about it, he rushed directly in the direction where Yang Yun was.

While running all the way, you have to guard against cannonballs flying in mid-air.

Although he looked embarrassed, he finally ran to Yang Yun's side without danger.

"Hemp stick, what's wrong?"

The brother who came just now, Yang Yun also noticed it, but when he saw the hemp pole rushing over, he didn't continue to rush, and at this moment he saw the hemp pole rushing over, and hurriedly asked out loud.

"Battalion...... Camp, no ...... Oh no, the artillery position of Qingshi Mountain was destroyed by the gunboats of the little devils! ”

Ma Zhu gasped for breath while reporting the situation to Yang Yun as quickly as possible, but this was in a hurry, and he stammered a little when he spoke.

Hearing this, Yang Yun was suddenly struck by lightning, because he thought that with the firepower of more than a dozen mountain guns on his side, even if he couldn't destroy the little devil's gunboat, there shouldn't be much of a problem if he wanted to stop them.

But right now, Yang Yun didn't know if he had destroyed a few gunboats of the little devils, but he clearly knew that they were in danger, because they were in a situation where they were in a situation where they were attacked on their backs.

The little devil banging gunboat to destroy the artillery position of Qingshi Mountain will definitely continue to swim upstream, and the next target will inevitably be them in Baohua Township.

And in front of them, there are countless little devils rushing towards them, this is really a wolf in front and a tiger in the back.

What to do? What to do?

Yang Yun's thoughts were racing rapidly.

"Retreat! Withdraw to Baohua Township! ”

The order to retreat came from Yang Yun's mouth, and it quickly dispersed.

Although the brothers of the new battalion did not understand why their battalion commander Yang Yun would give such an order, none of them would disobey his order.

After receiving his order, there was almost no hesitation, he took his weapons and equipment, turned around and retreated along the trench towards Baohua Township behind him.

This is true of the brothers of the new battalion, and the same is true of the brothers of the 886th regiment.

It's just that the faces of the brothers of the 886 regiment all have a slightly strange color.

After all, they had just rushed out of Baohua Township, and before they had fired a shot, they were going to retreat again, and whoever they were replaced with was afraid that it would be like this.

Fortunately, the brothers retreated along the trenches, and the artillery fire of the little devils did not cause much damage to them.

Of course, this is also because Yang Yun had the foresight to dig three trenches not only horizontally, but also vertically.

The three trenches that bend vertically along this can be directly withdrawn to the interior of Baohua Township......