When he walked into the headquarters, he saw the appearance of Nagaoka Gaishi in front of him, and King Kunihiko of Kurenomiya couldn't believe his eyes. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info the sloppy old man in front of him who looked sluggish, pale, and sat slumped in a chair, is still the high-spirited and majestic general?

"Jiuer Palace-kun, are you here?" Seeing that it was King Kunihiko of Kurenomiya coming in, Nagaoka Gaishi's eyes recovered a little, and he took the initiative to ask.

Seeing this, King Kunihiko of the Kurenomiya Palace hesitated a little and said, "Your Excellency General, are you looking for me?" ”

"Jiuer Gongjun, what you said before is right, today's Chinese army is no longer the branch army of the past." Nagaoka Gaishi pondered for a moment, and after stabilizing his emotions, he continued: "At present, the battle of Pyongyang has completely collapsed, and the general of the temple has not given an order for a long time, but the situation is no longer possible. ”

"So, while the Chinese army is not completely encircled, you go out of the city! After meeting with the general of the temple, you will return to China and tell the officials and men in the country and the military department in detail what you have seen and heard on the battlefield. Empire, no longer able to remember the glory of the past! ”

"Also, please help me forward this letter to the general of the temple." As he spoke, Nagaoka Gaishi reached out and took out a letter. The inside of the envelope was bulging, and this was a battlefield summary he made after analyzing the current situation in terms of the new equipment and tactical use of the Chinese army.

"Commander, as an Imperial Samurai, I will..."King Kunihiko Kurenomiya spoke again, he wanted to refuse the Commander's kindness.

Nagaoka Gaishi understood what he meant, shook his head and said, "You are an excellent soldier, you are still young, the Imperial Army needs a young man like you!" ”

King Kunihiko didn't answer again, and in his heart, he already understood what the commander meant.

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Kotaro Ita held a telescope, and beside him stood the chief of staff Yoshiyoshi Higuchi, the commander of the 12th Wing, Yuzuhara Wanzo, and others, and they all looked at a hill in front of them, and their faces were extremely gloomy.

For eight hours, for eight hours, the officers and men of the 12th Wing of the 11th Division, like a black wave, rushed up again and again to besiege the small hill in front of them, but they had to retreat again and again. Yitian didn't know how many people were left of the Shina army on the hill, but the fact was that his troops were once again blocked.

"Yuzuhara-kun, let's prepare to organize the eighth attack." Kotaro Ita put down his binoculars and tried to suppress his anger, although the troops were still attacking upwards, he could already see that the Chinese army on the mountain was still strong, and this attack was about to fail again.

"Hay!" Yuzuhara just agreed, and Ita added, "I don't want to see the ninth attack. ”

Speaking of which, his 11th Division was also quite unlucky. They were the first reinforcements to arrive from China, and since they went north, they have high morale and confidence, imagining the brilliant achievements of defeating China and occupying Manchuria, and the great deeds of opening up the territory of the empire and serving the emperor loyally. Whether it was officers or soldiers, they thought that the Chinese were just like this, and the war would end soon, but they did not expect that they had just arrived at the front line in Pyongyang, and reality poured cold water on their heads.

Unlike the other two directions, the battle on this side is completely a hard-fought battle between the strengths of the two sides. Facing the bombardment of Chinese military planes and the bombardment of Chinese heavy artillery every day, Yitian could not hold on for just three days of fighting. He wanted to stop and let both sides rest and recuperate, but he didn't expect that the opposite branch army did not appreciate it at all, but began to shout slogans and rushed over to attack his position. He was angry and reflexively fought again, but the result of the re-battle was that he was beaten and retreated, and suffered losses one after another. After seven or eight days in a row, the main force of the entire division and regiment barely had more than 8,000 people left. Among the officers and men, a bleak atmosphere was constantly enveloped in it.

Faced with this situation, Hidakotaro was naturally anxious and hurriedly found the chief of staff, Higuchi Yokiyoshi, to discuss.

The two discussed for several hours, and Ita wanted to carry out Commander Nagaoka's order and lead his troops to move closer to Pyongyang in the south, but Higuchi was firmly opposed. He believes that the defeat in the battle of Pyongyang is a foregone conclusion, and the main road leading to the rear has been seized by the tank troops of China, and whether or not they can successfully withdraw to Pyongyang is not to be questioned, and even if they can be successfully withdrawn, it will be of no benefit to the entire war situation. Therefore, the whole division should take the 12th Wing, which still has combat strength, as the vanguard, immediately turn eastward, and wait for an opportunity to quickly withdraw to Seoul after crossing the Taedong River.

Although Yitian was still a little hesitant, because of the support of several wing captains, he finally chose Higuchi's plan.

The plan was well chosen, and the troops quickly began to move. Unexpectedly, it had only been a few miles away, and the blocking position of the Zhina Army suddenly appeared on the road in front of him. This blocking position was set up on a hill that his side had to pass through, this hill did not look dangerous, nor was it very high, but after attacking for more than half a day, it only occupied two outposts at the foot of the mountain.

It has been wandering under this small hill for two days now, and if the situation cannot be opened up as soon as possible, then when the other units of the Chinese Army rush over, then the entire 11th Division will probably follow in the footsteps of the 5th Division and the 8th Division. Therefore, Yitian is very anxious now.

Half an hour later, the attacking Japanese retreated, and the captain of the team who led the troops stood in front of Yuzuhara Wanzo covered in blood, asking him to attack again. Yuzu didn't talk nonsense with him, just waved him down, and then pulled out a few remaining mountain cannons and opened fire.

The sound of artillery shook the mountains and fields, and continued to reverberate.

On the other side of the hill, in the command post of the 1st Regiment of the 1st Division, Zhao Mingyang, a hairy boy in the past and a mature and stable young regiment commander today, was listening to the report of the chief of staff with a serious expression.

"Up to now, the three battalions on the left flank have suffered nearly 80 casualties, the second battalion on the right flank has lost nearly 100 people, and the first battalion on the front has suffered more than 200 casualties. We repelled seven Japanese attacks, and the regiment suffered more than 500 casualties. In addition to the casualties in previous battles, up to today, the casualties of the officers and men of the regiment have reached one-third, and they have basically lost their combat effectiveness. ”

"Order the reconnaissance company to quickly reinforce the positions of the first battalion! In addition, the communications, logistics and other personnel are well organized and ready to pull up at any time. Zhao Mingyang's heart ached faintly. His 1st Regiment was fully loaded with more than 3,000 men, but here, in just one day, it lost one-sixth of its personnel. Now that the devil's attack is becoming more and more fierce, I am afraid that when this battle is over, my regiment will be almost reimbursed.

Zhao Mingyang hesitated for a moment, and then added: "Ask the division headquarters for reinforcements." ”

After finishing speaking, Zhao Mingyang turned around and raised his binoculars and looked at the explosion point on the hill not far away. He was full of worries in his heart, if it weren't for the fact that he was in a hurry and didn't bring the regimental artillery battalion, how could this battle be fought so hard.

"Report to the regiment commander, the division headquarters will call back."

The chief of staff walked over a few steps, took the telegram and read it carefully, and then handed it to Zhao Mingyang.

"A battalion has been sent to aid your regiment's position, and I hope that your unit will hold the position for another five hours, and be sure to wait for reinforcements to achieve our army's goal of gathering and annihilating the main force of the Japanese army!"

After Zhao Mingyang saw it, he sighed lightly. Killed 1,000 enemies and suffered 800 self-losses, don't look at the heavy casualties of the Japanese 11th Division these days, in fact, the 1st Division itself is not very comfortable. If it weren't for the fact that the other two regiments had already lost their combat effectiveness, how could there be a 1st regiment here alone to stop the Japanese army? Now that the division commander is still able to draw a battalion of troops for him, it is already very difficult.

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The ninth attack of the Japanese army still failed to take the hill that stretched in their path. Although the Japanese army seemed to be very crazy, although Zhao Mingyang almost exhausted all his strength, the Japanese army was still not able to advance even one step further.

Yitian didn't have time to be angry anymore. Night began to fall on the land, and his troops were slow to open the passage ahead, and behind them there were already new troops and their attack groups.

"Burn the flag." Yi Tian ordered heavily, he knew that he would definitely not be able to survive tonight, and the people of China would not leave him time to hold out until tomorrow.

"Long live the Emperor!" Seeing the flag turn to ashes in the firelight, the flag guard officer next to him roared, and consciously took out his pistol and shot it at the temple.

Yitian looked at his corpse silently and was silent for a long time. The wails of wounded soldiers were faintly heard in the distance, and despair began to spread throughout the Japanese positions.

At ten o'clock that night, the Chinese army concentrated dozens of artillery pieces and suddenly opened fire to bombard the Japanese position in the southwest corner, and quickly opened a gap from here to enter the Japanese defensive position. The Japanese were obviously unable to push them back out of their positions, and the sound of grenades, mortars, rifles and machine guns completely lit up the night. The shadows were heavy, the roars were loud, the explosions were continuous, and the simple defense system built by the Japanese army began to be messed up.

First the commander of the engineer wing was killed, then the captain of the 12th wing Yuzuhara Misashi was killed, and then the chief of staff of the division, Yoshiyoshi Higuchi, was seriously wounded. By dawn, the shouts of killing became more and more intense, getting closer and closer, and Kotaro Ita was completely desperate.

"Boom" "Boom"

Several grenade explosions, accompanied by a dense burst of light machine guns, rang out outside the command post, and Yi Tian grabbed the rib blade with both hands and sliced it into his abdomen. Faintly, he seemed to see a group of green figures jumping up and swarming towards him.

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The three main divisions of the Japanese army were swept away one after another, and Pyongyang's entire outer defense line was suddenly empty. In fact, Pyongyang, which has become an isolated city, has been completely exposed to the rolling iron flow of the People's Army.

On December 14, on the day that the commander of the Japanese garrison in Pyongyang, Nagashi Okawai, committed suicide, the 53rd Division of the 18th Army, under the guidance of the tank regiment of the 3rd Armored Division, easily defeated the two Japanese garrison brigades and took the lead in entering the city. At this point, the whole battle ended with a complete victory for the Chinese side.