Potholed mountain roads wind through the mountains, the mountains on both sides are bare with dark red rocks, the cold wind blows over the hills, and the weeds spit out new green, covering the rolling mountains in green. In the silent mountains, a few goshawks hovered and flew in the sky, adding a touch of life to the empty mountains.

The cars are difficult to bump on the mountain road, the road conditions reflect the poverty of the region, and the soldiers with guns in the carriages are somewhat leisurely smoking cigarettes, and since the appearance of the imperial army on this road, the Chinese seem to have disappeared on this road, which makes them less fun.

The convoy slowly entered the valley, the steep walls on either side cut through like knives and axes, and even if a fist-sized rock fell from the top of the mountain, it could have smashed a deep pit into the ground. A pair of eyes peek out between the rocks at the top of the mountain, peek nimbly downward, and then quickly disappear.

"The big boss, here, here!" The little minion crawled to the little white dragon who was leaning against the rock and smoking.

"Ma Labazi, called the head of the regiment, Lao Tzu is now the head of the regiment." Xiao Bailong got up and scolded, everyone who is a bandit knows that there is no good end to the road fare, and the best destination for bandits for thousands of years is Zhao'an, so Xiao Bailong now cherishes this title.

"Yes, yes, big boss." The little minion nodded and said.

The little white dragon scolded secretly, and it was too late to correct the title of the little minions, he quickly climbed up the mountain beam, looked at the seven or eight cars that drove into the valley, and slightly estimated the soldiers escorting the cars, about fifty people, just right.

"Notify the second master, do it!" Xiao Bailong ordered excitedly, but forgot the new title of deputy head of the second master.

A small tree on the top of the hill fell silently, and then a small tree in the nest on the opposite side also fell, and then a small tree at the mouth of the mountain, and the valley was still quiet, and the soldiers on the first cart suddenly burst out laughing, and the laughter echoed in the narrow valley.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

When passing through the mountain mouth, the boulder roared down from the sky, smashed in front of the head car, the driver braked urgently, the boulder seemed to poke the sky into a hole, dozens of large and small stones fell from the sky, the hood was smashed into the dent, and the cheerful laughter on the carriage turned into an exclamation, and then turned into a scream.

With a crisp gunshot, bullets whizzed between the cars, and a series of grenades were dropped from the top of the hill, and the head car was suddenly blown to pieces, and the flesh and blood of the soldiers hiding around it flew everywhere.

There was a sound of horses' hooves from behind the car, and a group of horsemen galloped along the road, the horse's hooves rolled up a cloud of dust, and the knights on the horses rushed into the convoy shouting and waving their sabers, and the swords flashed with the screams of the soldiers.

At the same time as the horse team charged, a group of disheveled men in leather hats rushed out from the opposite mountainside, shouting and rushing down the hill to kill the convoy.

Those who were lucky enough to resist relied on the car, but just behind them, dozens of ropes hung down from the steep cliffs, and then dozens of figures slid down the ropes nimbly, jumping down the depth when they were still three or four meters above the ground.

Falling from the boulder, in just ten minutes, the convoy of troops was all annihilated, the little white dragon rode on the horse, gently blew down the gunsmoke from the muzzle of the gun and said loudly: "Children, load, hurry up and load, move quickly!" ”

The battle was so painful that more than forty little devils were annihilated with only a dozen casualties, three machine guns, two grenadiers, and a large number of bullets and grenades were captured, and the brothers happily unloaded boxes of ammunition from the carts, loaded them on several wagons, and then walked forward with a loud shout, and soon there was an earth-shattering explosion behind them.

"Drink! Drink! Hey! The little white dragon jumped on his horse and shouted, and there were responses from the mountains. He was extremely excited, not because of this victory, but because this victory proved that the tactics taught by the little white face worked.

The leader was so happy, and the brothers behind him were even more presumptuous, and the tune of "The Little Widow Goes to the Grave" came out of the ranks with the suona.

In Ningcheng, several trucks quickly passed through the city gate hole, the machine guns were mounted on the roof of the car, and the soldiers on both sides were loaded with live ammunition, carefully looking at the surrounding fields. After the dust disappeared, the people on both sides were a little excited.

Jinjiadian, more than 20 miles away from Ningcheng, a group of cavalry is repeatedly attacking a small hill outside the town, there is a small courtyard on the hill, and the temporary military station of the army is located here.

Under the banner of the No. 1 Guerrilla Detachment of Rehe, Lao Beifeng sat on the horse and watched the troops charge for a long time, there were not many devils in the small courtyard, but they were very tenacious, and they had repelled his three attacks. However, the firepower shot from the courtyard is getting weaker and weaker, think about it, these seventy or eighty devils can't withstand his more than 2,000 people's attacks in turn.

"The big boss, the big boss, here, here!" A fast horse galloped from the south, and the people on the horse were panting and shouting.

Lao Beifeng slapped his thigh, stood up and shouted, "Okay! Greatly good! Little devils are enough to save face, brothers, get on the horse! Welcome them! ”

The soldiers scattered around climbed on the horse's back, and the old north wind sat on the horse and drew a big knife, "Go!" As soon as he pulled the reins, he led the way to the south, and the four or five hundred galloping horses behind him rolled up smoke and dust in the sound of their hooves. The remaining more than a thousand people suddenly intensified their attack on the small courtyard, and the explosions of gunfire and grenades became even more violent.

-Qiligou east of Chengde, on the battlefield surrounded by gunsmoke, dozens of cars fell to the ground, a group of soldiers were cleaning the battlefield, Deng Wen was smoking on the top of the mountain, and the adjutant next to him carefully watched the situation outside the mountain, it was too close to Chengde, and the dozens of cars should be eliminated immediately, so as not to let the devils be entangled. But Deng Wen was smoking unhurriedly, and he didn't seem to take the more than 2,000 puppet troops in Chengde into account.

Sure enough, there was a fierce gunfire from the blocking position outside the mountain, and the adjutant hurriedly stepped forward to remind: "Big boss, oh, brigade commander, brigade commander, devil reinforcements are coming." ”

Deng Wen narrowed his eyes, and the beautiful taste of the cheerfulness that emanated from his bones, and after a while, he stretched out his hand comfortably, and said slowly: "What's the hurry, just rely on the more than 200 devils and 3,002 devils in Chengde to help us." As he spoke, he got up from the ground, dressed neatly, and tied the belt around his waist tightly: "Tell the second child to leave a team of people to clean up the battlefield, and the others will immediately wrap up from the left." ”

After speaking, he said to a big man standing beside him: "Let's go, let's give the dog a look from the right, Ma Labazi, such a person dares to come and spread wild." ”

……….

In a few days, the territory of Rehe was turned upside down, the originally disappeared volunteers suddenly emerged from the ground, attacking the Yue army everywhere, the transportation has been attacked several times, the materials transported to the front line have been less than one-tenth of the original, nearly 100 cars have been burned, Fengning has been completely annihilated, Deng Wen's department almost rushed into Chengde, the fourth brigade of Zhang Haipeng's department left behind was annihilated, and the Chengde garrison asked for help one after another. The commander of the Eighth Division, Nishi Yiyi, felt that something was wrong, the shortage of material supplies had seriously affected the battle on the Great Wall, and the use of artillery shells was now under control, and only more frequent bombing was the use of aircraft, but the time for airplanes to stay in the air was limited, and the capacity of Shanhaiguan Airport was limited, and it was already stretched to support the four battlefields, and it was impossible to put forward higher requirements.

There are two choices in front of Xi Yiyi, one is to send troops to protect the transportation line and exterminate the volunteers; The first is to continue to storm the Nantianmen, defeat the central army that stopped in front, and go straight to the city of Beiping. Both of these options are extremely risky, sending troops back means weakening the offensive of Nantianmen, and seven or eight days of bloody battles will be lost. If you can continue the strong attack, you will face a situation where you will be unable to evacuate the wounded, and if the attack fails, the consequences will be unimaginable.

When Nishiichi was in a dilemma, he received a telegram from the Kwantung Army Headquarters, and Deputy Chief of Staff General Okamura Ninji went to the front line to guide the operation. Nishiichi smiled bitterly, he understood that this was a precautionary measure taken by the Kwantung Army Command to perceive that the war was changing and was worried about the situation of the Eighth Division.

Okamura Ningji's mosquito landline landed on a small river beach, and then rushed to the division headquarters, and before he had time to greet Xiyiyi, he asked: "Commander of the Xiyi Division, what do you think of the current situation?" ”

Xiyi said that he was really not at ease with him, and he tried to restrain the dissatisfaction in his heart and said: "The purpose of the Zhina Army is to disturb our army's logistics supply line and force our army to transfer troops from the front line to ensure the smooth flow of supply lines, so as to reduce the pressure on the frontal battlefield. It should be said that the Chinese army is doing a good job, and at present our army's supply lines are under great threat, and the supply of ammunition is only one-tenth of what it should be provided every day, and if we do not take action, I estimate that it will soon be completely cut off. However, there is a great risk in this move of the Chinese army, they did not send a regular army, but bought the so-called volunteers, although these troops are large in number, but the combat effectiveness is not strong, and there is a lack of logistical support, so it is easy for the imperial army to defeat them, so I plan to send 33 mixed brigades to sweep away these bandits, and after ensuring the safety of the logistics line, I will launch a strong attack on Nantianmen. ”

Okamura Ninji shook his head and said very resolutely: "No, Your Excellency, if you do this, you will be a member of the Shina." ”

Nishiichi looked at Okamura Ninji in disbelief, he didn't understand how Okamura made such a judgment, you must know that making this choice was also a choice he had to make after thinking twice.

"The people of China have a history of war for more than 2,000 years, have rich experience in war, and there are many books and expositions on war," Okamura Ningji said with great regret, the Chinese [***] team has been defeated repeatedly in the history of nearly 100 years, and it is easy for people to despise his strength and the rich cultural heritage of this country, which is especially obvious among young officers, who always think that as long as they are brave, they can applaud the enemy, but the people of China summed up the supremacy principle of "attacking the city for the bottom, surrendering the soldiers without a fight, and the good for the good". Since then, for two thousand years, the people of China have always sought first and fought last, seeking the greatest victory at the lowest cost.

"Your Excellency, please look," Okamura Ninji pointed at Chadong: "If you transfer troops to protect the logistics line, what if the Shina Army wants to attack our army from Chadong?" ”

"Attack? The Chinese army is attacking? Xi Yiyi muttered in surprise. He had no idea that the Shina army would attack, and in his consciousness the Shina would only flee.

(To be continued)