Although Fukuei Zhenping was knocked to the ground by the shock, his head was dizzy, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, but he quickly recovered and commanded the soldiers who were also fallen, and began to shoot. Fortunately, the ruins of the bombed city wall still formed a barrier, blocking the footsteps of the Chinese native soldiers, and the heavy fire on the city tower opened fire, which immediately caused heavy casualties to the Chinese soldiers who were climbing the ruins.

Furong Zhenping saw that a wave of shooting knocked the Chinese army down, his face was full of smug smiles, but within a few seconds, his smile froze, and there were Chinese soldiers who were not afraid of death under the ruins to climb up, and their own heavy firepower began to be strongly suppressed, from time to time there were 82mm mortar shells exploded on the city, and the machine guns that could still be forcibly fired before, after the death of a wave of shooters, finally no one dared to take over.

Taking advantage of the fact that the chief of staff was not paying attention, Lai Wenli rushed out of the trench with a big knife, flexibly avoiding the flying stray bullets, and quickly came to this large pile of ruins.

The pungent smoke still rising from the ruins, and there were several deep cracks in the ground, all showed how powerful the explosion had just been.

Lai Wenli hid behind a boulder, looking at this pile of ruins, his brows furrowed, although there are still many soldiers of the first battalion climbing up, but obviously this is not an advisable stupid method, not to mention that the speed is too slow, just let the machine guns of the Japanese puppet army sweep away, even if they climb to the top of the ruins, it is useless, plus how many people can climb up.

Thinking of this, Lai Wen pointed to the city gate and said to the soldiers around him: "Don't climb up, let's go and blow up the city gate, this is a dead end." ”

Sun Yumin has been staring at the city tower in front of him, although the sky is not yet bright, but under the firelight, he can still clearly see many soldiers being hit on the ruins, he sighed, thousands of calculations, but did not calculate that the fallen city tower will become a roadblock for his troops. In the telescope, he saw Lai Wenli personally carrying a big knife up, he shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "There is no hope that the West Gate will be broken first." ”

Sun Yumin put down the binoculars and said to Liu Wenzhi behind him: "Ask about the situation at the south gate and the east gate." ”

It paid off in a moment, the situation at the east gate was similar to that at the west gate, the collapsed ruins blocked the pace of advance, the previous artillery fire was mainly to bombard the west gate, the enemy's heavy firepower on the east gate barely suffered much loss, and the losses of forcing our side to attack would be great.

The new regiment, which had been attacking the south gate without saying a word, came with good news, not only blowing down the city wall, but also blowing up the city gate by several Sichuan soldiers who were proficient in blasting. The regiment commander Li Tianxi personally rushed into the city with three battalions, leaving only the fourth battalion and heavy firepower on the outskirts of the southern city; when Liu Wenzhi called, only one communicator was in the command post, and he couldn't understand the battle situation for a long time, but fortunately, the commander of the fourth battalion came to make it clear.

After hearing the news, Sun Yumin immediately became energetic, and he said excitedly: "The Sichuan army is the Sichuan army, it is really powerful." ”

"Yes, these troops of our 20th division have lost at least nearly 1,000 battle losses, and I finally understand why you were willing to spend your blood on them at the beginning, and why you were willing to spend 10,000 oceans to drive away the gang surnamed Zhang." Liu Wenzhi sighed.

He will never understand that his old superior, every time he does something that others can't understand, in the end, he can exert his unexpected effect.

"Wenzhi, you inform the East and West Gate to intensify the attack, don't use human lives to fill, use more ammunition, don't save me money, I want the lives of the soldiers."

"Yes, Master." Liu Wenzhi replied.

Neither of them thought that Sun Yumin's words just now were heard by the guards and soldiers next to them, and then spread out, and finally spread to the whole division, and everyone knew that their division cherished their lives more than money, and that was enough, in this era, who would not be satisfied if they could meet such a good commander?

"Wait a minute," Sun Yumin called Liu Wenzhi, who was about to make a call, and said, "You can tell them the news that Li Tianxi's new group has entered the city, and deal a blow to the confidence of these two goods." ”

Sure enough, when this bear and a cow heard that others had broken the city and their troops were still unable to move an inch under the city, they were so anxious that they jumped like thunder, eager to put themselves on their wings and fly up to the city to kill the Japanese puppet army that was in the way.

But it was useless to be anxious, Sun Yumin personally gave the order, they didn't dare to disobey, and the two of them were not the kind of generals who treated soldiers like mustards, so they had to let their heavy firepower pour bullets on the city tower.

Fu Rong Zhenping has a lot of available troops, even if he has just lost some of his troops, but it has not hurt his vitality, the 63rd Infantry Wing still has nearly 4,000 soldiers, plus nearly 7,000 troops of the Imperial Association Brigade, the two add up to more than 10,000 troops, in his thoughts, it is more than enough to defend the two cities of Jining and Wenshang.

Unexpectedly, this time he ran into the wrong opponent, and he bumped into Sun Yumin's hand.

If it is said that there are many troops in the Chinese army who dare to fight with the devils, there are not many troops whose weapons and equipment can be comparable to those of the Japanese army, and in comparison, there are even fewer troops with similar weapons and equipment that can fight with the devils in a one-to-one casualty rate.

Sun Yumin's 20th Division is definitely one of the few troops of this kind, and before Seya Kai hit a big nail, if it wasn't for the cover of the plane, he would have been a prisoner long ago. Now this "treatment" has been accepted by Furong Zhenping.

When the news of the martyrdom of the Imperial Army defending the city came when the news of the martyrdom of the Imperial Army came, Fukuei Zhenping really felt the fierceness of the opponent, and he yelled at several Japanese puppet officers: "Organize troops for me and drive out the soldiers of China." ”

What he didn't expect was that the west city wall tower was already in tatters after the bombardment of the previous artillery fire, and the seven or eight mortars on Lai Wenli's side became the last straw that overwhelmed the camel, when a cannonball luckily hit a box of grenades on the city tower, it triggered a strong explosion, and the entire section of the city wall near the city gate tower collapsed, unlike the previous explosion that caused the city wall to become a pile of ruins, this section of the city wall was completely poured into the inner city, as if God suddenly opened a passage for Lai Wenli's 115th regiment, Sun Yumin at the lookout of the headquarters was stunned.

He smiled, looked at the night sky red by the firelight, and wanted to look up to the sky and smile, when he suddenly found that the skyline had begun to turn white, and the morning of March 21 had quietly arrived.

When the whole city wall fell, the soldiers of the 115th Regiment on this side shouted lucky, if the whole wall fell outward, then the people who were in the corner of the outer city would be pressed inside, but fortunately, the entire city wall was poured into the city, that is, the 115th Regiment soldiers opened the gate to enter the city, and by the way, they crushed to death a Japanese puppet army that was hiding under the root of the city wall to rest.

Dai Cunxiang, deputy of the 115th Regiment and commander of the first battalion, patted his wild chest, secretly called lucky, and after calming down, he took the soldiers of his first battalion and rushed into Xicheng first.

A large group of Japanese soldiers and puppet troops rushed from the end of the street, and twenty or thirty Japanese puppet soldiers also rushed down from the castle tower.

In an instant, flesh and blood flew near the gap, and a battalion of soldiers who rushed into the city and the oncoming devil puppet army started a fierce hand-to-hand combat.

Dai Cunxiang's red-tasseled broadsword has already cut down a few devils, but there are fewer and fewer soldiers around him.

Not far away, a young soldier on his side was stabbed in the abdomen by the bayonets of two devils, and he puffed out his eyes and used the last bit of strength to pull the grenade in his hand. The nearby devil puppet army even had their own people blown down.

Dai Cunxiang's arm was already sore, and his throat felt thirsty and painful from the long shouting.

Not only did he feel overwhelmed, but the soldiers around him also felt overwhelmed, and the Japanese puppet army on the opposite side rushed in as if they couldn't finish killing, and the battalion that rushed in first was almost half killed or wounded, and the blood on both sides on the ground gradually merged into a small blood stream.

Dai Cunxiang cut down another devil, and watched the other devil stab himself in the chest with a bayonet, he no longer had the strength to open the bayonet, so he had to grab the blade with his left hand that did not hold the knife, but it was useless, he could almost hear and see the bayonet slowly inserting into his skin, if he didn't grasp the blade with his hand, I am afraid it would have been pierced.

At the critical moment, a big knife seemed to fall from the sky, stabbing Dai Cunxiang's hand holding the gun and cutting off the arm, the gun and the broken arm fell to the ground together, in the devil soldier's painful scream, Dai Cunxiang was so tired that he sat on the ground, looking at the owner of the big knife, his own regiment commander Lai Wenli, like a black man who hacked to death the ghost soldier who was still screaming.

"Are you alright?" Lai Wenli stood beside him and asked.

Dai Cunxiang shook his head and said, "I'm fine, be careful, the devil is not a vegetarian." ”

Lai Wenli saw that he would still care, and he probably looked at his whole body, confirmed that it was only a slight injury, so he didn't care about him anymore, and rushed to another devil who was fighting with the national army soldiers with a big knife, and cut off the devil's head with a single knife, and the gushing blood splashed the face of the national soldiers opposite.

Lai Wenli took the second and third battalions that came in like a flood, completely tearing up the blocking force in front of the gap, and the second and third battalions that entered the city were divided into two groups, and the second battalion rushed up to the city tower, and there was still devil heavy firepower on it to fire outside the city, and the third battalion was wrapped in the remaining soldiers of the first battalion and killed in the city.

Dai Cunxiang sat on the ground and rested for two or three minutes, until the hygienist who came with a stretcher came to his side, he stood up with difficulty and said, "I'm fine, you go and save other wounded." ”

"Deputy Tuan, are you really okay?" The two stretcher bearers and the hygienist knew him and were a little uneasy.

Dai Cunxiang ignored the three of them anymore, and staggered forward with a big knife.

The knife wound on the chest was not deep, and it was about to pierce the skin, although it still shed a lot of blood, and it was already a bloody scab, but he made a movement to break the wound, and it began to ooze blood again.

On the way forward, from time to time, there were wounded soldiers of the puppet army wailing and screaming on the ground, and there were also ghost soldiers who were not dead convulsing on the ground. The medical staff who were treating the wounded soldiers of the 115th Regiment, and the migrant workers and soldiers who came to carry stretchers, all looked at the regimental deputy and the commander of the first battalion who was already like a bloody man.

Dai Cunxiang was already exhausted, and the devil puppet army that died in his hands was at least double digits, and he cut down more than a dozen wounded soldiers in a fit of anger just now, and he really had no strength in his hands. He threw away the big knife in his hand and said to a nearby hygienist who was watching him, "Take my knife with you." Then, beside a soldier who had already died, he picked up a crooked handle, searched for a few more magazines from him, and stumbled forward.

The gunfire shouting in front of him was very dense, but when Dai Cunxiang dragged the machine gun and rushed over with great difficulty, he only saw corpses and a few wounded people screaming miserably.

Dai Cunxiang secretly scolded in his heart: "This dead iron bull is even his grandmother's durability, and he can't catch up with them like this." ”

Most of the wooden houses on both sides of the street were smoking and burning, and even though it was already dawn, it was still not clear to see too far in the thick smoke.

Behind him, there was a long stream of footsteps and a voice shouting: "Brothers, hurry up, don't let the 115th Regiment rely on the to snatch the credit." ”

Hearing someone saying that he was not in the regiment, he just wanted to get angry, but suddenly felt that this voice was very familiar, it was someone from the side of the division commander, otherwise he would not dare to call Lai Wenli a, and many others could only shout Iron Bull.

Dai Cunxiang simply stopped, stood next to a wounded soldier, used the Czech style as a crutch, and waited for these people to run past him.

When Lin Yuanping was sent out by Sun Yumin, the 115th Regiment had already stormed the city for at least a quarter of an hour. At that time, Sun Yumin was anxious, and Li Tianxi's regiment in the south was the first to enter the city, but there was no news back, and the 115th regiment in the west, Lai Wenli and Dai Cunxiang, personally led three battalions to kill them, but they only saw the corpses of the wounded and dead soldiers who were constantly being carried out, and the battle report was not reported by anyone; Li Tiedang at the East Gate simply did not break through the city gate, but the ammunition consumed was the most powerful, which provoked Sun Yumin to scold the useless guy. He threw off his hat, took off his epaulettes, snatched a middle formal from the sentry at the door, and was about to rush up, but was stopped and hugged by Liu Wenzhi and Xiao Yuying, who had been on guard for a long time, and the three of them pulled for a long time, but in the end they still did not succeed, and after discussion, it was decided that the little girl would rush in with Lin Yuanping's guard battalion to take a look, and support Lai Wenli by the way.

The little girl was like a rabbit that had been released from the prison, running so fast that Lin Yuanping and the people of the first battalion of guards were in hot pursuit, the speed was unbelievable, and when she heard the gunfire of a fierce battle not far ahead, the little girl sped up her steps again, and collided with a person in the cold smoke of gunpowder, not only knocking the person who was blocking the road to the ground, but also falling on another person, smashing the person lying on the ground to the ground.

"Which dog is in the way?" The little girl scolded angrily. She struggled to get up from the other person, stretched out her wet hands to see that they were full of blood, and she wiped her body in disgust, and was about to kick the person he had knocked down.

"Miss Yuying, what are you doing on the battlefield instead of staying on the edge of the division seat and embroidering? Look at the one that knocked me in. A voice reached the little girl's ears, and the voice was very familiar, which eliminated a lot of fire in Xiao Yuying's heart.

She just looked at the blood on her hands, and before she had time to see who the person opposite was, she looked over after hearing the voice, and saw that it was the deputy of the 115th regiment, she smiled awkwardly: "Deputy head Dai." ”