The few remaining Japanese soldiers in the trenches were blackened by the smoke of gunpowder, and the collar badge representing their identities had long been blurred, but the command knife in the hand of one of the sitting Japanese soldiers still let all the soldiers know that this thing was a big one.

Yes, as the front-line commander of the 28th Cavalry Wing, Captain Endo Fukina is indeed the largest Japanese soldier here. He was clearly lucky to survive such a heavy shelling.

It's just that his condition is obviously not too good. It's been a long time since the shelling ended, and I'm still sitting in despair.

Fukina Endo's head felt like it was about to explode, and it seemed as if hundreds of bees were buzzing inside, and the whole world seemed to be spinning.

However, the world has never been quieter.

Like the few Japanese soldiers who survived, he had two shallow blood stains on the side of his ear, although it had been covered in black smoke from gunpowder.

All the Japanese troops in the center of the shelling, their unprotected ears, were deafened by the sound of a huge explosion.

Anyone who puts you on a battlefield bombarded by up to 100 shells for ten minutes, if you haven't been killed, I'm afraid this is the end.

Looking around a little dazedly, Endo Fukina was full of eyes and silently looked at his dark blue figure with a gun.

After being in a trance for a while, the Japanese captain suddenly remembered that he was on the battlefield. Those people are all Chinese.

He, surrounded.

One of the Chinese in the lead, as if shouting something, but he couldn't hear it.

"Shoot or kill!" Ye Zihua coldly stared at several Japanese soldiers who were obviously stunned by the bombing, and shouted loudly.

Although he hated the Japanese invaders who invaded his country, after such a tragic shelling, that hatred was invisibly weakened. If these men can lay down their arms, he is willing to give them a way out.

Shooting someone who has no resistance, even if it is a great enemy of life and death, is not in line with his philosophy of being a soldier. Even in the face of the White Army, which had been fighting to the death with the Red Army for more than six years, the Red Army only captured but did not kill, and only those who had been stained with the blood of the Red Soldiers would be killed.

War has annihilated humanity. But war is also the most humane.

However, Ye Zihua was dealing with the Japanese invaders for the first time after all, and he didn't know what kind of army this army that invaded his country was. They have been thoroughly brainwashed by fanatical ****, and the humanity of most of them has gradually disappeared in the conjecture of the so-called glory of the Great Japanese Empire and in the victory after victory on the battlefield.

The victory on the battlefield inflated their ambitions and magnified the weakness of human nature step by step, which made them feel that they could act recklessly in this land.

They, the human nature that should have been dominant, have gradually turned into beasts because of the gradual expansion of demonic thinking.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that the Japanese have been ruled by the class concept for a long time, and they have been oppressed by the higher classes for a long time, and they also dream that they can bully others at any time, which is such a simple truth. Therefore, the humble fishermen and farmers on the Japanese island have completely become beasts on the land of China.

And the beast race, naturally, will also be exterminated, this is also the law of nature.

Although he couldn't hear what the Chinese were shouting, Endo knew that they were making him surrender. Without observing the battlefield environment, the Japanese captain knew that the two squadrons lured into the position by the Chinese were finished, and there were only no more than five colleagues in his field of vision who looked like the walking dead looking around like him.

They don't even know where to throw their guns.

But will he be able to surrender? Surrendered, will there still be glory for the noble family? Will his wife and son be kicked out of that beautiful courtyard? Of course, more importantly, the Japanese lieutenant couldn't help but think of the scene ten days ago in his mind.

The positions of more than a battalion of Chinese were breached by the fierce fire of the heavy machine guns and grenadiers of the Imperial cavalry, and the Imperial cavalry, already mounted on their horses, wielded their sabers and harvested the heads of the desperately fleeing Chinese defeated soldiers more easily than usual by splitting wooden stakes on horses. The Chinese, who had collapsed, threw away their guns, threw away their grenades, threw away their rudimentary bags of dry food, and fled frantically.

But could their legs outrun a horse that could sprint fifty yards under the seat of the Imperial Cavalry? Nature is impossible.

In that battle, there were no more than ten Chinese soldiers who could escape the swords of the imperial cavalry, and the entire infantry battalion of 500 people was almost slaughtered.

However, what remained the deepest impression in the minds of the Japanese captain was not the one-sided battle, but the more than 30 wounded Chinese soldiers who were left on the position due to their wounds. The Imperial soldiers rode tall horses and gradually surrounded them, and the Japanese captains saw in their young and frightened faces not only fear, but more desire to survive.

They huddled together, looking around in horror and helplessness, just like they did today. Someone even raised their hands in the air.

It was a young soldier who would never be more than eighteen years old, and he had a broken leg. It was supposed to have been blown off by a grenade from a grenade, completely lost from the right knee down, or coarsely wrapped in a bandage. His face was pale, which was the result of excessive blood loss.

Perhaps, without them, the young wounded Chinese soldier might not have survived until the sun rose the next day.

However, Endo Fukina knew that he still wanted to live. The hands he raised and the longing in his eyes proved that he wanted to live.

Perhaps, he wants to see his mother again!

"Stomp them to death." With a cold order from the wing commander who came over on a tall horse, several teams of cavalry urged the horses to gradually accelerate.

Amid the roaring hooves, the wails of the wounded Chinese soldiers finally gradually turned into calm.

But the Japanese captain will never forget the young Chinese soldier's face that suddenly turned gray after seeing the Imperial cavalry begin to move their horses towards them, and the anger that welled up in his desperate eyes. That's a look from hell, and that's a curse.

Now, his curse has been fulfilled. Nearly half of the main forces of the 28th Cavalry Wing are all here, dead or alive, here, surrounded by Chinese.

If they choose to surrender, will they treat themselves the same way they treat the Chinese? While Fukina Endo suddenly wanted to cry, she also wanted to laugh.

This may be what Buddhism calls the reincarnation of cause and effect!

Staring at the Chinese soldiers who were also staring at him, the Japanese captain with a miserable smile on his face clenched his saber, slowly stood up, raised his arm and pointed at the Chinese soldier.

"Imperial cavalry in formation, charge." Whether it was for the glory of the family or not to be tortured and killed by the Chinese, the Japanese captain chose to end his nightmare with a glorious death.

However, he read the disdain in the contemptuous eyes of all the Chinese soldiers on the other side.

Thick disdain. They didn't even raise their guns.

"Yaga!" The hoarse roar of the Japanese captain was actually as small as a mosquito.

A Chinese soldier raised an eyebrow and motioned for him to look behind him.

Turning back suddenly, the Japanese captain was desperate to find that those colleagues who were also smoked black without guns and couldn't see clearly at all did not use honorable deaths to maintain the glory of the Imperial Cavalry as he imagined.

They, like frightened quails, fell to their knees and raised their hands with tears streaming down their faces.

The artillery fire in the sky shattered not only the lives of the 28th Cavalry Wing, but also the pride of their so-called Imperial cavalry.

The officers and men of the 1st company of the Independent Regiment laughed. Especially the veterans who lived through the Great Wall of China.

The Japanese are still like that, as long as they beat them hard, beat them to tears, their vicious masks are torn off, and they will become weak.

"Repeat, shoot and don't kill." Ye Zihua coldly glanced at the Japanese captain who was still holding the command knife and still wanted to resist stubbornly, and shouted again.

The surrounding soldiers also raised their guns again, and they had no intention of capturing the Japanese devils. In the regimental headquarters' battle exploits record book, there has always been only a record of how many devils were killed, but there has never been a record of how many devils were captured and how many battles were recorded.

"Yaga!!" Endo Fukina roared in despair.

More than that, but helpless.

With a "boom", the Japanese captain's command knife slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

The last shred of courage of the Japanese captain, who had been shattered by artillery fire, also disappeared after several Japanese cavalrymen completely lost the pride of the Imperial cavalry.

Fukina Endo, who threw away his command knife, knelt on her knees and covered her face with tears raining down. He knew that from then on, not only would his family glory be lost, but the pride of the 28th Cavalry Wing would also be lost. He and his subordinates will be a disgrace to the 28th Cavalry Wing, a disgrace to the 20th Division, and a disgrace to the Empire.

However, they just want to live, and they want to return to their motherland alive to see their mother, so what's wrong? Perhaps, the Empire launched this war, itself wrong.

The Japanese captain, who had completely discarded his pride, couldn't help but think of the young Chinese soldier again at the moment when he hid his face and wept, and the firmness in his heart to fight for the glory of the empire and His Majesty the Emperor was shaken for the first time.

Of the 204 Japanese soldiers who attacked the Jiuguan position and were shelled, all but 6 knelt on the ground and begged to surrender, and all the bones remained.

Together with the 90 men who were completely wiped out on both flanks and the 70 heavy machine gun squadrons that were completely blown into ashes by the mortar bombardment, all but one cavalry squadron led by Okazaki Shoichi were annihilated, except for one cavalry squad.

In the 28th Cavalry Wing, only more than 130 people remained.

Asada Unzan, who had already received a message from the cavalry squad, looked defeated.

And Kawagishi Bunzaburo, who received the news in despair that the 28th Cavalry Wing wanted to fight with Liu Lang's independent regiment, split his desk with a knife.

"Yaga!" The roar of anger almost spread throughout the city of Shijiazhuang.

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