The chief of staff shook his head helplessly and replied: "There is almost no terrain on the offensive road chosen by the devil that can ambush more than 10,000 Japanese troops, and it is even more difficult to get close to the devil quietly than to ascend to the sky, even at night." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

However, the chief of staff quickly showed an expectant expression on his face, and then stared at Li Zhilong and asked.

"Commander, since you have thought of the problem, you must have thought of a solution. As long as we can eat the devil's artillery and baggage troops, and then find a way to hold them back. In a few days, the devil will retreat on his own, and maybe we will have a chance to chase the devil and fight at that time. ”

"If I had a way, I wouldn't be frowning here." Li Zhilong replied directly with a wry smile.

The chief of staff's face immediately sank, and asked in a heavy tone: "We can't solve the devil artillery and baggage troops, and we can't solve the main force of their three divisions." Commander, then we can only watch the devils kill us to stay at the headquarters? ”

Li Zhilong first showed a sneer on his face, and then replied: "Who told you that I can't solve the main force of the three more divisions of the devil." ”

The chief of staff looked at Li Zhilong with a shocked face and asked rhetorically: "Army commander, could it be that the reinforcements sent to us by the commander have arrived." ”

Seeing Li Zhilong shaking his head, the shock on the chief of staff's face was immediately covered with doubt, and then continued to ask: "The devil has nearly 60,000 people in three divisions, and we don't even have 20,000 people, how can we eat them?" ”

"Who said that to solve the devils of the three divisions is to eat them?" Li Zhilong continued to ask rhetorically.

"As long as we block the devil's attack, don't let them kill Liaozhong too quickly, and when the reinforcements sent by the commander arrive, we don't have to be afraid of the devil's three divisions."

"As for the artillery and baggage troops left behind by the devils, although I am very jealous. However, it was certainly safer to directly block the main force of their three divisions than to risk attacking their artillery and baggage troops. ”

"Really!" The chief of staff reacted suddenly and said.

Although the bait prepared by Dashan Yan for Li Zhilong was very tempting, and Li Zhilong did not see the conspiracy. However, the cautious Li Zhilong was not fooled in the end, and chose a means that he thought was more secure to block the devil.

In order to give the 12th Division a thunderous blow and quickly break through their defensive line, Dashanyan can be regarded as fighting.

After learning that the enemy standing in front of him had at least one well-equipped main regiment.

In the absence of a mountain artillery that could suppress the Liaodong Army, Dashanyan specially drew out all the mortars of a division to attack the position of a regiment.

In the words of Oyama Iwa, mountain artillery is powerful, but there are only so many of them after all.

As long as the number of its own mortars is sufficient and it is arranged in several artillery positions, a mountain artillery battalion of the Liaodong Army can threaten one or two of its artillery positions, and the mortars on other positions can still continue to fire against the enemy.

All the mortars of a division, all the heavy machine guns of a division, plus the infantry of a brigade and regiment, quickly broke away from the main force under the order of Dashan Yan and killed the regiment.

Looking at the devils who were constantly approaching him a kilometer away, the victorious smile on the face of the head of the regiment was instantly replaced by solemnity.

The chief of staff next to him also frowned, and said in a heavy tone: "Regiment commander, the devil is prepared, and the next battle will definitely not be as easy to fight as we imagined!" The order given to us by the army commander is to block the devil for an hour, and the time is almost up, you see if we retreat directly! ”

"No way!" Although the head of the regiment was also frowning, he still refused without hesitation.

"The devil is prepared, and I'm not a vegetarian. Even if he's a bone, I'm going to smash it today and retreat. ”

At this time, the seventy or eighty mortars equipped by a division of the devils had already stopped one kilometer away. As for the infantry, they continued to advance in the direction of the position with their weapons on their shoulders.

"Order the mountain artillery battalion to fire now at the devil artillery position! Empty all the shells in our stockpile, and then retreat. The regiment commander, who saw the devil's every move, suddenly ordered.

"Isn't it too early?" The chief of staff asked rhetorically with a frown.

The regiment commander shook his head and replied: "It's not too late, the devils have drawn so many mortars to deal with us at one time, and they must have recognized that we only have one mountain artillery battalion." Even if the mountain artillery is powerful and has a long range, it will not be able to deal with such a mortar at once. ”

"The best solution is to preemptively disrupt the devils before they have opened fire, and destroy as many mortars as possible. If we wait for them to open fire and then counterattack, our casualties will definitely be much greater. ”

Soon, the scream of shells across the sky was heard over the battlefield.

The devil artillery, which was still preparing, had a mortar squadron covered by artillery fire on the spot.

The devils on the attacking side obviously didn't expect that the Liaodong Army would take the lead, and the moment they were shelled, they became chaotic.

The mountain artillery battalion seized the opportunity, fired two more rounds of shells, and after completely blowing up the mortar squadron, it quickly shifted its guns and prepared to shell the next artillery position of the devils.

After all, the elite is the elite, and after a short period of confusion, the devil artillery reacted immediately.

The devil artillery, who was not targeted by the mountain artillery battalion, immediately reacted and opened fire on a regiment of positions.

The devil infantry, which was constantly advancing in the direction of the position, immediately quickened the pace of attack, and approached in the direction of a regiment with a roar.

Fortunately, the devil infantry is still seven or eight hundred meters away from the position, and the first regiment does not need to shoot to counterattack.

Therefore, when the devil artillery began shelling, a regiment of about 2,000 people were all hiding in the trenches. Unless the shells smashed directly into the trenches, there was absolutely no threat to the masses crouched in the trenches.

After the mountain artillery battalion destroyed three mortar squadrons of the devils in a row, the devil soldiers of the two wings finally rushed to the position of three or four hundred meters in front of the formation.

The heavy machine gunners who followed the attack quickly set up their heavy machine guns, stared at a blocking position, and fired.

"Order three mortar companies, keep an eye on the devil's heavy machine gun, open fire immediately, and use up all the shells brought." The head of the regiment frowned, and ordered decisively.

Eighteen mortars can't take care of all the devil heavy machine guns, but the endless stream of shells still causes a lot of trouble to the devil heavy machine gun position. As soon as the mortar fired, the fire from the heavy machine gun was reduced by nearly half.

But even so, the remaining heavy machine gun bullets still weave an impermeable network of bullets over the battlefield.

The whizzing bullets flew back close to the trenches, crushing the mass of soldiers without even having a chance to raise their heads.

After ordering the mortars to fire, the regiment commander stared at the devils who were getting closer and closer in front of the formation.

Two hundred meters, the regiment commander did not give the order to shoot.

One hundred and fifty meters, the regiment commander still did not give the order to shoot. And a group of soldiers squatting in the trenches, their hands clenching their weapons, had already begun to break out in a cold sweat because the enemy was too close. To be continued.