"Onboard ......"

The exotic slogans that rose and fell one after another rippled in the city of Luodu, and the momentum of this chaotic and unclear chaotic battle added some insignificant changes.

As the first daring team exclusive to street fighting, the captain of the eighth brigade and the leader of the Japanese soldiers, Kuroshima Ren, also seems to have returned to the early days of bare-chested and barefoot wielding knives and engaging in frequent armed battles with the city (walled) lord of the neighboring mountain.

It is also as if in the old country, between the two imperial courts of Heisei Kyo and Yamashirokyo, on the Kawagenzaki plain, where the north and the south are fighting, many people wearing carcasses holding bamboo spears and slapping and colliding with each other.

Only now, they have all replaced the flashy bamboo armor and lacquered leather armor, put on the uniform standard of knee-length bubble nail armor or half-body inlaid iron armor, wielding fine iron short spears and scimitar-bladed narrow knives, acting as some kind of outpost and cannon fodder for armed reconnaissance.

Groups of three or five swept through the streets and alleys of the ruins, fighting with the endless enemies, and if the enemy was larger, they would blow trumpets and call for backups, and use white firearms to defeat them in one fell swoop.

After repeated wars and attacks, the complex terrain and the wide and narrow tortuous space created by Luodu Beiguo have become an active stage for these short-lived Japanese people.

They can climb over monkey-like obstacles, inaccessible obstacles, and can even curl up through large gaps in the ruins.

Then, with the help of the cover of the ruined and broken walls, detect and discover the dangers and ambushes hidden behind, or silently cover in, and stab the sword at the lower body, legs and feet of the enemy soldiers who were caught off guard, relying on the multiple advantages of the siege, chopping and stabbing on the spot.

Although it looks extremely magnificent from a distance, after really entering this metropolis, most of the Japanese people in the auxiliary army brigade can't help but be amazed, even on both sides of the long street and avenue, the ruins and ruins all over the ground are full of some kind of admiration charm and magic.

Let these mud-legged people from remote island countries be at a loss and full of a certain kind of self-shame and shame, trembling and losing their minds for a long time, before they regained some kind of reflexive cruelty and calm obedience under the pain of the whip and stick.

Then they quickly turned their longing and expectation into a fanatical desire and enthusiasm for war, for they seemed to find themselves one of the remnants of the capture and occupation of this earthly shrine, what a glory and merit.

For me, however, it was a pleasant surprise, as most of the southern soldiers from the northern part of Dazaifu, Kyushu, in the old country of Wakoku, adapted to the harsh climate and low temperatures of the north faster than most after the non-combat losses and casualties of the initial winter.

Then in the battlefield, there is a certain kind of unexpected activity and combat effectiveness. As long as they can provide corresponding resources and supplements in a timely manner, they even dare to take the initiative to launch a counteroffensive against the superior enemy in front of them and have repeatedly won successes.

In the original words of Kuroshima Ren's visit, most of their hometowns were originally bitter and barren, and in order to compete for that limited output, the large and small wealthy families in the village fought endlessly every day, so many people died every winter.

And this time I was recruited to go overseas, and it was a great blessing to be able to fight in such a big city.

meanwhile

Liang Yanshen, the commander of the front line, also got some kind of news, and with the only remaining personal soldiers, he re-established himself from the hiding stronghold, played his own banner, and gathered thousands of remnants of the soldiers, and began to march cautiously in the direction of the upper east gate.

He is the national origin of the Southern Dynasty Liang, the Liang family of the Southern Dynasty is divided into two branches, with the Nanhai Shogunate as the national family, and the Zhengding Emperor of the Southern Return as the clan, and the Zongzheng Temple is managed and supported separately, and Liang Yanshen's ancestors are derived from the Chenghai Gong lineage, one of the four major offices.

Therefore, in the year of the weak crown, he was able to fill one of the five armies in front of the palace to serve as the royal class, and in the year of the establishment, he transferred to the 12th Army of Gongwei, and took charge of the left leading army with the position of Zhonglang, and after the Northern Expedition was launched, he added a special commander to lead an army to conquer thousands of miles with the brigade.

It is precisely because of the identity of this country that although his qualifications have always been lackluster and have few achievements, he still overwhelms several senior generations, and was named by Wang Song to replace Wang Gui, who has a strong color in the border army, and is promoted as the latest commander of the frontier. After Wang Song, the commander of the capital, disappeared from the enemy, he couldn't wait to call himself the deputy commander of the capital and proclaimed himself the new successor.

Although his position is a bit unjustifiable, with his original identity, he is undoubtedly the highest-ranking person in the city. Before, for his own safety, he had to change his face and wait for an opportunity to get out, but now that things have taken a turn for the better, he can't wait to stand up and show his sense of existence.

Looking at the elongated line in front of him and behind him, he seemed to have forgotten, because his selfishness and desires were one of the culprits behind the disintegration of the Eastern Route military horses at the forefront after Wang Song's disappearance, although his troops had already been scattered, and in the process of turning or retreating, they were scattered and out of control. But it didn't stop him from missing it in the slightest.

For example, how to negotiate after meeting with someone, how to make good use of one's national identity and the background of the office to exert pressure, how to privately connect those soldiers from the Chinese army, and compete with the other party for the dominance of the front-line soldiers and horses.

If the other party is interested enough, he doesn't mind giving up the title of commander of the frontier as a reward and price for the future; If the other party's position is relatively tough, or as unruly as the legend, he must also find a way to agitate and pull away those old departments of the Eastern Front, and fight against them, after all, he is the commander of the front line in the name of righteousness; Or use the title of commander of the front line, know how to be powerful, and strive for Wang Gui and their old subordinates on the Eastern Front to stand on their side.

Even if the worst result is the worst, you have to let the other party spit out a part of the people and horses, and obey the order under your own command. As long as there are troops in their hands, even if the situation is unfavorable, there is room for self-preservation, and the successes and failures of the army before the army will have more weight and credibility to explain from their own standpoint.

After all, he is from a national family, a close branch of the office, if he really fights for merit and starts a lawsuit, is it not as good as a Luo fanzi. It's a pity that the other party's position and time to participate in the war are not so suitable for carrying the black pot.

Although he has limited qualifications, he is not so stupid that he takes the initiative to frame a ready-made powerful faction under the huge disparity in strength.

Therefore, we can only arrange the guilt and mistakes of those who lost their teachers and lost them to Wang Song, who has the grace of promoting and reusing them, although this is a little unacceptable to this king, but in the face of the vital interests, he can only reluctantly do something against his will. It's a big deal to take extra care of his wife and daughter afterwards, so that the country won't fall down.

In this way, as the commander of the front line, at least one of them turned the tide, and the credit for preserving the last military strength could not be escaped.

As he thought about it, his mood couldn't help but become happy and burning again, and for a moment it was directly reflected in the expression on his face, but he ignored the sergeant who came to contact him, and the corners of his mouth flashed with ridicule.

Suddenly, there were shouts of killing, and countless ambushes holding the banner of the Northern Army rushed out.

"There is an ambush ......"

The pro-soldiers around him roared miserably, pulling Liang Yanshen, who was a little sluggish and stiff, and sparkled the stray arrows that flew sporadically, and rushed backwards.

In the blink of an eye, the thousands of soldiers gathered were scattered in the form of birds and beasts, leaving only a small group of them, and under the guidance of the liaison officer, they rushed into an alley in a panic, and finally got rid of the shouting and killing sound that gradually went away.

At the end of a dead alley, Liang Yanshen didn't have time to catch his breath, and suddenly found that the soldiers who stayed behind the guard were suddenly screaming by a rain of arrows from the wall, and they were killed and injured in a blink of an eye.

He turned around in horror and was about to dodge, but he was caught off guard by a cold, sharp thing that stabbed into his chest through the crack in his ribs, and for a moment he tried to turn his head as if he had been frozen, and saw that it was the expressionless face of the liaison military attaché

"You. . . How dare you"

He roared and glared at the other party with all his strength, but the sound of the roar came to his lips, but only a mouth full of blood foam remained.

As the liaison military attache pulled out the bloody blade in his sleeve from behind Liang Yanshen, he lost all his strength and fell to the cold ground, and the blood that slowly flowed out from under his body quickly condensed into large pieces of red ice.

His ambitions, his dreams, and his various arrangements were just ended in this unknown corner of the alley in the city of Luodu.

Then the corpse, which had lost its breath and stiffened, was turned over again, and in the wound of the corpse, it was stirred with the insertion of one of the most common standard sabers, which was regarded as some kind of cover-up method, even if it was done.

And Tong Hao, who played the role of liaison military attaché, also took out a piece of paper with his name written on it from his arms with an expressionless face, and blackened a line from it with charcoal.

On the bank of Tianjin Bridge, the former site of the camp of the Middle Route Army.

"That 'invincible' has already entered the city?"

Yang Keshi frowned, looking at the general who was quite wolf, and the wound on the other party's shoulder blade was still oozing blood.

"You've all been defeated? ……”

He rubbed his forehead vigorously, only to feel that after the war, everything had not gone smoothly.

Since defeating the Eastern Front troops of the Southern Army in Beiguo, the main force of the Northern Army in the Imperial City has been fully engaged in the attack on the defeated enemy on the Southern Front. But I didn't expect this accident to happen.

This is known as the first strong army in the field, even the various units of the Northern Army in the city have heard the corresponding rumors and reputations, as for the troops who have personally led and confronted them, there is no record of being able to form a whole body retreat.

Therefore, the expressions of the generals under the tent are also a little subtle, although some are eager to try, but more are cautious and dignified. As the saying goes, there are only military horns that don't match the name, but there are few battlefield nicknames that are mistaken, especially from the opponent's camp.

"Is it necessary to temporarily retire and regroup, consolidate the front and then make plans for Encore......

An old military general bowed slightly

"I don't care if he is invincible or invincible, this Luodu is our Luodu ......"

Another young and wealthy military general interrupted with some hatred of iron and steel, but he was one of the commanders of the Zhenjing army, but most of the time he guarded the imperial city, but he didn't just care about the feelings, so he naturally didn't believe in evil.

"As long as they dare to enter, they can't get out again......"

"Don't make a fuss......"

Uncle Zhang, who was at the top, finally spoke

"Every ounce of our military strength is precious, and it is most taboo to share it everywhere."

"The most important goal now is to still defend the south of the city, and stubbornly resist the remnants of the enemy's front army and the left front of the new army......"

"Regardless of him, these two tight military horns must be left for me with all my might,......"

"Then wait for the opportunity to prevent blocking and truncation, and help from other parties can be ......"

Speaking of this, he turned his head to look at Yang Keshidao

"I've left it to you, how much reinforcement and resources do you need...... Separately reported to "

"The Huma'er brigade outside the city has bypassed the northern suburbs and begun to raid the southern army camp on the bank of Yishui in the south......"

Uncle Zhang said undoubtedly

"There are some things, we just have to wait for the results......"

Although the appearance of these Huma'er who went south in a big way was really too strange and accidental, as if they had been prepared for a long time, but in the current situation, no one will be ignorant to investigate and care about this problem.