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On March 9th, fine, the time moved to March, the cold weather has weakened a lot, the cold hands and feet caused by the thin cotton clothes have gradually receded, veterans who have been on the battlefield know that on the battlefield, no matter how thick the wear is, it is useless, a bullet hits, even the steel helmet also gives you a hole.

Moreover, on the battlefield, especially in the era of this kind of thermal weapon war, not to mention how much heat this constantly roaring artillery fire can bring to the entire battlefield, even the tension of facing death in your heart is enough to make you forget all the coldness.

The veteran said well, when he went to the battlefield, he was sweating with excitement even in the cold winter.

And this moment of sweating that made the soldiers nervous and excited did not make people wait long, of course, it may have arrived a few minutes earlier.

I don't know if it's because the little devil has a special fondness for integers, at ten o'clock, the Japanese army launched a general attack on the periphery of Teng County.

Although the scenes of the battle are thrilling, and even make people feel tragic and slim, to put it bluntly, it is the same scene: dead people, and murder! Take the position, and lose the position!

Others, all of which are rotated as second-rate accessories, are directly forgotten by future generations.

The fact is that the madness of the Japanese charge lasted until dark, and several attacks were finally repelled by the Sichuan army.

In the evening, although the Japanese army did not make great progress, it still wrapped itself in a self-righteous posture of victory, and proudly suspended the attack.

And for the Sichuan army, if there is no support from the vast land behind them, they even want to give up in despair at this moment, the madness of the Japanese army and the horror of the devil's combat effectiveness, you have not experienced it yourself, you can imagine it.

Otherwise, with the fearlessness and bravery of the revolutionary martyrs, it would not have taken nearly ten years to finally drive the little devils out of China at a painful price.

Night, ten past nine.

The heavy casualties of the Sichuan army could not be repeated, and the entire Sichuan soldiers fell into silence, only the seriously wounded wounded could not bear the physical torture, so they wailed and released for a moment.

Han Xin and the three of them don't know when they will appear again, Han Xin can see the battle during the day, the bravery of the Sichuan army, needless to say, worthy of the eternal memory and remembrance of future generations, but, in the face of the absolute strength gap, in addition to the shocking tragedy, it is difficult for us to find other comfort.

Yang Yiling's face is very bad today, she has not seen such a battle scene in an interview before, but most of them are close to the end, or simply after the victory, but she has never been so unforgettable to sit back and watch the death that will occur at that moment like today.

Stumps, severed bodies, stained blood...... Every scene hit the depths of her soul fiercely.

"This is war, you have to learn to face death calmly!"

Han Xin's deep voice slowly sounded in the ears of Yang Yiling, who was pale.

Yang Yiling is not a child, she naturally knows the heaviness of Han Xin's words, she really wanted to ask something childishly, but finally gave up the idea, and just said with grief: "War and peace are obviously very simple options, why do so many people still choose the former, human nature, sometimes it is difficult to escape despicability?" ”

Han Xin laughed, "Day and night always have to exist, since you don't like the night, then enjoy your day more!" ”

"Yes!"

Yang Yiling smiled, and then naturally grabbed Han Xin's arm, "You, aren't you my daytime!" ”

Han Xin's body stiffened slightly, and then smiled bitterly, the woman who was in trouble with her feelings misunderstood what she meant, but seeing the woman's haggard appearance, it was better to let her go.

The contrast between beauty and ugliness, the coexistence of pain and happiness!

The warmth between Han Xin and Yang Yiling was quickly broken by the subsequent tragic battle.

On March 10, Commander-in-Chief Sun Zhen, who took office temporarily, adjusted the deployment, strengthened the garrison, transferred the headquarters of the 122nd Division and the 364th Brigade Headquarters of the second-line troops to the county seat of Tengxian County, and appointed Wang Mingzhang as the acting commander of the 41st Army to guide the defense of Tengxian County as the commander-in-chief of the former enemy.

During the 10th and 12th, the main forces of the Japanese army were mobilized, and there was no large-scale offensive for the time being.

Under Wang Mingzhang's arrangement, two battalions of the 41st Army took the initiative to attack the Japanese troops who went to the shop at night, and successfully killed some of the devils.

Then, Wang Mingzhang arranged some people to launch sneak attacks on Xiaoxue Village, Yanzhou, Qufu and other places, and partially attacked many of the little devil's troops.

Moreover, these sneak attack troops are retreating at the touch of a button, and they are not entangled with the little devils at all, and often when the large army of devils is roaring and rushing, they have already disappeared without a trace.

And on the 11th, Han Xin also did something that made Wu Kai and Yang Yiling a little inexplicable.

It was night, Xiangcheng, the soldiers of the Sichuan army were resting in twos and threes, after the previous battle, they had seen the horror of the devils, and the morale of the soldiers of the Sichuan army was generally not high.

Han Xin appeared in the soldiers' team, and due to his status as a regimental commander and his approachable attitude, he quickly got along with the soldiers.

The situation at that time was as follows:

After getting acquainted with the soldiers, Han Xin asked, "What do you think of the little devil's combat effectiveness?" ”

The soldiers didn't lie, although they were very reluctant to admit it, but they still said that the little devils were terrifying, well-equipped, and conscious, and fighting with them was simply filling with the lives of their brothers.

Then Han Xin suddenly changed his words and said: "Yes, but how is it useless to have thousands of years of wisdom in China, the devil has machine guns and cannons, we have the city wall and thick soil, and the devil's combat power is terrifying, then we will fight one of the three, not to say that the three stinkers beat Zhuge Liang!"

What do you think? ”

"Sir, what do you mean by that?" A soldier asked.

Han Xin continued: "Let's say so! Do you know that there is a communist army in the World War II zone, and their weapons and equipment are not much stronger than yours, but they can drag the devil's iron cavalry alive, which makes the little devil extremely headache and helpless.

Didn't there be another rumor some time ago! The devils have carried out several sweeps, and what has been the result, and they still haven't been able to do anything with them, do you know why? ”

Han Xin's words made the eyes of these Sichuan soldiers light up, and a platoon commander of the Sichuan Army said curiously: "Well, the Eighth Route Army, I know them, but sir, why?" ”

"Quite simply, the tactics they use are called guerrilla warfare!"

"Guerrilla warfare! We know this, and we will too! ”

"It's different!"

Han Xin shook his head, "Although the tactics are the same, you are definitely not as good as the Eighth Route Army, and guerrilla warfare can be said to have penetrated into the marrow of the Eighth Route Army, almost becoming an instinct."

To take the simplest example, what would you do if you were defeated by the little devils and all of you were scattered? ”

"We, of course, are looking for our own troops!" The platoon commander of the Sichuan Army replied without thinking about it.

"Therefore, the Eight Roads can drag the army of devils with very few people, but you can only fill it with your life!"

Han Xin opened his mouth sonorously, as the words of the commander, all the Sichuan troops could only choose to be silent.

And Han Xin's next words quickly made them silent from their hearts.

"Because even if the Eighth Route Army is dispersed, they will become wandering stragglers and continue to fight guerrilla warfare, instead of looking for an organization in a panic!"

(To be continued)