When Xu Ming's main force was encircling and annihilating the Japanese troops Takahashi, Nagai and Takeman in turn, what was the Japanese commander Shigeichi Hakuda doing?

He replied: Nothing has been done, and his troops are still unhurried, slowly moving from big ships to small boats, going ashore from small boats, and then putting things in order. And he Habata Shigeichi, and pretended to be confident, chanting an ancient Japanese poem:

"Anli sails against the current, the vast sea out of the state, the rivers and waterways are difficult and dangerous, only I fly and cut off the enemy's head."

The staff officer next to him looked at his brigade commander with admiration, in such a fierce battle, in the face of the rolling Yangtze River and the ferocious enemy, it was really heartbreaking!

The famous generals of the ancients, Uesugi Kenshin and Takeda Shingen, are nothing more than that!

If this guy knew that one of the squadron commanders and two squadron leaders of the detachment had burped, I don't know how to feel?

Soon a short-sighted communications soldier came and dispelled Hata's poetry. "Report, Your Excellency Brigade Commander, a large number of Zhina troops have been found on the northeast side!"

"A large number of Chinese troops have been found in the northwest!"

"A large number of Zhina troops have been found in the front!"

How many opponents, a lot! How much is a large amount, I don't know!

What happened to the Takahashi troops? What about the Nagai Brigade? What about the Takeman Brigade? Was it surrounded by the enemy, or did it turn somewhere, or even get hit hard?

Isn't the opposite branch of the Chinese army a regiment? Why are there so many now?

Habata Shigeichi was confused, he had always judged that the number of enemies in front of him was at most three or five thousand people, and he didn't pay much attention to the hours after the vanguard was cut off from information and communication, but he didn't realize that the opponent was all dispatched.

Amid the rumbling of artillery, the all-out offensive of the squadron began.

"Boom", a shell fell into the Japanese position.

The Japanese heavy machine guns immediately fell silent, and an assault group jumped out and, under the cover of smoke shells, charged the Japanese troops.

Thirty meters to his left, the same group of four soldiers was pinning down on the other side, one soldier was prostrate and constantly advancing, and the other soldier stopped and aimed at a Japanese soldier.

The gun rang out, the man fell, and then the soldier continued to make tactical movements, approaching the left side of the Japanese army step by step.

If you stand in the sky, you will find that countless attack groups composed of Chinese soldiers, ranging from two or three people to seven or eight people, are attacking the Japanese army's temporary positions from all directions.

Relying on the two landing sites, the Japanese army established a defensive line about five kilometers long and three kilometers deep, and relied on warships on the river to stubbornly defend it.

The answer that Hauda Shigeichi had thought hard about had an eyebrow, and he finally knew what the whereabouts of the vanguard were, just now a soldier ran over covered in blood and told him that the vanguard had been completely wiped out.

It's better not to know, there is a thought, after hearing the news, he almost vomited blood, now I understand, the squadron has been prepared, all the intelligence agencies, all the people have been deceived by the enemy, the main force of the squadron is not on the north side of Anqing at all, but all gathered in front of him, ready for a decisive battle.

When the battle comes to this, it doesn't matter if you know it or not, because everyone knows that he Botian belongs to the last group!

The Japanese naval guns opened heavy fire, and for this landing, the Japanese Third Fleet dispatched more than 20 frigates of various types, with more than 100 guns of various types, which was far stronger than the opponent.

But these 100 guns do not work at all, the most important thing in artillery shooting is observation, but in rainy weather, it is impossible to see the opponent clearly, not to mention shelling the enemy several kilometers away, even 1 kilometer away, and it is impossible to implement effective artillery support. The opponent's mountain artillery can be advanced to a distance of only 500 meters from the front line for direct shooting, but the warships can't always drive to the shore, and the artillery of both sides is actually in an advantage for the Chinese side.

The commander of the 1st Infantry Wing, Sato Yaoda, hurriedly walked over, and the first thing he said was: "Your Excellency, Brigade Commander, turn in." ”

"Now that you turn in, will the blood of the samurai of the Great Japanese Empire be shed in vain?" Hatada Shigeichi said with a calm face and an expressionless face.

Sato had long suggested choosing a sunny weather to carry out the landing, and now that the battle was like this, he said sadly and indignantly: "Your Excellency General, please accept the facts, the people of China have been prepared for a long time, I don't know why the people of China are so well prepared, but this is the truth." ”

"Sato Daisa, I don't agree, this battle is by no means an ordinary battle, it is related to the future of our Taiwan infantry brigade, please return to the command position and prepare to carry out a counterattack." Shigeichi Hata's words were as cold as the river water in the morning.

"Alright, Your Excellency General, Kudanzaka!" Sato was going to bow down, and then resolutely left his brigade commander.

How did Shigeichi Harata not know that the best response now was to withdraw from the battle and fight again, but he couldn't do it. His future had already been told to the battle, and he had to make sure that the raid would be a success, or he would run back in disgrace and see people again.

After all, face is very important!

The Japanese naval artillery was still bombarding aimlessly, and because they had not carried out coordinated drills with the infantry and maintained effective communications, they could only carry out rough attacks by means of sound measurement alone, and the air force was also stuck at the airfields in this weather, and the only good news was that the wind and waves in the morning had weakened, and since it was daytime, the landing speed of the soldiers had greatly accelerated.

Sato asked Osa to personally lead a force to counterattack, and he chose the direction of the assault on the far right side of the squadron, where the terrain is more complicated, many paddy fields are filled with knee-high river water, and there are dense swamps and rivers next to it, and it is very difficult for either side to carry out the attack.

Xu Ming deployed a sniper company and an infantry company here, and the role of snipers was greatly reduced in a frontal attack, and the terrain here was complicated, so sniper tactics were just implemented, and as a result, Sato's troops ran headlong into the muzzle.

The Japanese soldiers were knocked down one after another, and they couldn't find the opponent's position, and the guns and bullets of the squadron were not dense, but often a bullet was fired, and a Japanese soldier fell.

Frontal resistance was carried out by infantry companies, which were tasked with attracting Japanese fire, while the snipers hiding next to them eliminated the shackles of Japanese troops staggering through the paddy fields, and then the various sniper teams rearranged and coordinated, waiting for another group of dead ghosts to come.

In less than 1 hour, half of the attacking squadrons were dead, and half were left, and everyone's face showed fear, and no matter how strong the troops were, they couldn't avoid cowardice when they encountered a faceless enemy like the Iga ninja.

The second attack lasted only half an hour, and the only remaining squadron leader burst into tears, "Your Excellency Dazuo, you can't advance anymore, the people of China are completely hiding in the shadows, this is not a battle, this is a massacre!" ”

The Japanese attack on the left flank was blocked, and the attack of the squadron on the front was also extremely difficult.

Xinfeng, located between two Japanese landing sites, was originally a village of more than 100 people, but now it is the focal point.

If the Japanese defense line is compared to a triangle, the two landing points are two corners, and Xinfeng is the third corner, and the Japanese army occupies this place, which can be used as a support and carry out counterattacks. The squadron occupies this place, which can cut the Japanese defense line.

Considering that Zhuang Nei was too small, and once the large army was put into the attack, it would suffer heavy casualties when it encountered naval artillery bombardment, the regiment commander Xie Jinyuan selected an assault team to carry out a strong attack.

Zhang Deshui looked at the assault fighters in front of him, each with 2 * grenades pinned to their waists, and a flower trap on their chests, and everyone's eyes were extremely firm.

Xie Jinyuan patted Pai Zhang Deshui on the shoulder and said emotionally, "Deshui, there is no wine now, after the victory, I will invite the brothers to drink for one night in the best restaurant in Anqing." ”

Zhang Deshui grinned, "Tuanzuo, don't worry, tomorrow I will use the devil's steel helmet to drink with you." ”

"Stand upright!"

"Take a break"

"Salute!"

Each of the 200 soldiers saluted his regimental commander, and Xie Jinyuan solemnly returned the salute, and after the misty drizzle, he watched the group of soldiers disappear in front of him.

Under the cover of artillery, the assault team broke into the village in one fell swoop, but then encountered a bitter battle, the Japanese army knew the importance of this village, and arranged a whole squadron here, and in each house and each lot became an independent and mutually supporting fortification, the assault team rushed into the village three times in a row, and was driven out three times.

Twelve mountain guns roared again, dozens of demolition and mortar groups were organized to support, and the assault team, after replenishing its personnel, launched a general attack for the fourth time.

Every house in Xinfeng Village, and even any space, launched a fierce battle, the Japanese devils did not retreat from death, and the Chinese soldiers charged to the death, taking the position piece by piece.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Japanese army supported it with naval artillery on the one hand, and on the other hand, it invested a large group of troops to launch an attack on **, encircling a battalion outside the village.

Xie Jinyuan immediately organized men and horses, formed all the personnel in the regiment into a reinforced battalion, and personally led the Japanese army to counter-encircle.

The Japanese army attacked the ** of the anti-encirclement again, and after Xu Ming heard about it, he organized troops to respond.

Originally, a village, a company-level battle, has escalated into a confrontation between the main forces of the two sides, and the three layers inside and three layers outside the two sides are like mille-feuille cakes, repeatedly rushing to kill.

Now all the artillery is staring dryly, and they are bombarding, not knowing whether it is the opponent or their own people.

The fronts of the two sides have been completely staggered, and the troops have been unable to form an effective and unified command, and they have all formed small groups of several people, and large units of more than 100 people have confronted each other, and bayonets, hand grenades, and sapper shovels have often become the main battle weapons.

Xu Ming was like a red-eyed gambler, dividing his troops into battle groups and filling this furnace one by one, and Hakuda Shigeichi also stuttered and threw all the troops on the shore into the battlefield.

A white stork flew in the air, looking at the ground in bewilderment, and the usually sanctimonious human beings rolled and scuffled with each other like primitive wolves and lions and tigers, and from time to time there were screams and desperate cries.

The rain was heavy, and the white stork flapped its wings and flew high into the air, leaving the human slaughterhouse.