Hiss! A soldier was hit by a stray bullet that flew by, and blood flowed from his leg. The soldier fell to the ground with a muffled thud and rolled all over the ground.

"Sanhuzi, how are you?" Two veterans stepped forward to pick up the soldier.

"Leave me alone, go and reinforce Liuhe!" The soldier rolled over from the ground and sat up, shouted at the two veterans, and tore the strip of cloth from his body to tie the wound tightly with his teeth, so painful that cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Quick, quick!" Battalion Commander Hu just glanced at the soldiers, didn't say anything, and quickly rushed towards the direction of the Liuhe River with less than three hundred soldiers left in the battalion. It's not that Battalion Commander Hu is ruthless, in fact, everyone knows the fate of their battalion. A large number of Japanese troops have invaded Liuhe, and perhaps now this soldier with a gunshot wound will be the only one left alive in their battalion.

Bang bang bang....

The piercing gunfire resounded at the south gate of the Qianjing camp in Liuhe, and hearing that this was obviously the sound of the 38 big cover, Battalion Commander Hu's heart sank, and the scene that all the national troops least wanted to see happened. At this time, the Japanese army had already occupied the Qianjing camp. A large number of Japanese troops could land calmly in the back. However, there is no sound of machine guns until now, indicating that there are not many Japanese troops who have landed temporarily.

"Kill the Japanese and drive the Japanese into the water!" Battalion Commander Hu roared sharply, even if they were from the 88th Division, the elite German Armament Division of the National Army, they would suffer a loss compared to the Japanese army in terms of shooting, and they were even far away from the Japanese army at this time in terms of firepower. Relatively speaking, although the Japanese army's stabbing is also extremely powerful, but shortening the distance and fighting with the Japanese army is the most cost-effective way to exchange. This kind of hand-to-hand combat is undoubtedly the most tragic, and once defeated in front of superior enemy forces, there will be no chance of escape. However, including Camp Commander Hu, everyone resolutely chose this path without hesitation.

Enemies meet. Extraordinarily red. Kill!

Hundreds of hot-blooded soldiers fought and approached. After paying the price of more than forty people, he successfully strangled with the Japanese army. Neither of the two armies, dressed in different uniforms, would show weakness to the enemy. After a battle is fought, the only one who can stand in place in the end is destined to be the victorious side, and unfortunately the winning side belongs to the Japanese army that continues to reinforce them. All of them, including Camp Commander Hu, died at the south gate of the Qianjing camp. Battalion Commander Hu himself was stabbed with three bayonets at the same time, and finally pulled a grenade, and at this time there was no good piece of meat on his body. Or that the whole battalion was killed is wrong, as Battalion Commander Hu had predicted before his death. There was also one survivor in the battalion, the young soldier who was hit in the leg by a stray bullet, and when he got the news of the death of the whole battalion, he cried like madness on the side of the Jing River. In addition, a battalion of the Tao battalion commander, which was the last support that Song Xilian could send, passed by the young soldiers with the same posture and rushed to the south gate of the Qianjing camp. Even if you know that moving forward is death, you will never be spared. But these soldiers of the national army also drove to the battlefield of blood and fire without regret.

The young soldier sat by the river with his wounded leg in tow, snot and tears streaming down his face, and watched helplessly as Battalion Commander Tao led more than 200 people, including the wounded, to pass by one after another. Sometimes death may be a relief, and it is not a blessing to fall on the road to battle with your comrades. It's a hundred. Those who live there, look at those familiar faces. Watching those brothers and sisters who have suffered together, been trained, and scolded leave one after another, turning into cold corpses is a kind of torture for the living.

Song Xilian took a deep breath, if he had a choice, he was not willing to send his subordinates to hell, but at the moment, he really had no way to send out even one more soldier. How cruel it is to send their subordinates to death, but they have fought in Shanghai for so long, and the sacrifices they have paid are more than tens of thousands, if they do not strive for the last possibility at this time, their previous achievements will be wasted, and the Republic of China can only sign at the negotiating table in humiliation.

"Send a telegram to Jiang Wenhao again, and tell him that he won't use it if he can't catch up with the back of the battlefield now." Song Xilian slammed his fist on the table.

"Kill!" At 6 o'clock in the evening, when Tao Jin led his troops to the vicinity of the south gate of the Qianjing camp, he gave the same order as the commander of the Hu camp.

Tom Tom Tom ......... Just as Tao Jin was about to lead his troops to his death, a heavy and rapid crash sounded. Mortar! NO, and unlike the 261MM mortars armed with the 82 brigade, the sound is much heavier.

Rumble... A series of explosions rose over the positions of the Japanese troops in the Qianjing battalion! It's reinforcements, reinforcements have arrived! Tao Jin and everyone else almost cried with joy, not to pick up a life under this chaotic battle, just to be able to successfully intercept the Japanese army.

After getting Jiang Wenhao's mixed 4th Brigade forward to Liuhe, and quickly entering the battle, Song Xilian's somewhat decadent head was raised, and the 15th Route Army finally arrived at the most critical time in the battle!

"Brigade Commander Jiang, I am Zhang Zhizhong, this landing is the vanguard of the 11th Division of the Japanese Army, can your unit cover the line of the Liuhe River, if not, you must hold on to the Japanese attack for five days, then our army can still hold on until the central reinforcements arrive!" Zhang Zhizhong also got the news of Jiang Wenhao's arrival earlier, and immediately dialed the phone number of Jiang Wenhao's headquarters. For Jiang Wenhao, a unit that does not belong to Nanjing, at this critical juncture, Zhang Zhizhong used relatively polite words.

"Please rest assured, if it is only the 11th Division, if our army loses the Liuhe defense line, there is no need for Commander Zhang to speak, I will present the head myself!" Jiang Wenhao's voice on the phone was flat and authentic.

Arrogant! This is Zhang Zhizhong's first feeling of Jiang Wenhao. The 5th Army, which was brought to Shanghai to fight, the 87th and 88th divisions were the most senior German divisions in Nanjing, and they did not dare to say that they would definitely be able to block a division of the Japanese army. However, at this juncture, as long as you can stop the Japanese army, even if you are arrogant, you can't care so much. If you have milk, you are a mother, and now only Jiang Wenhao, a mixed brigade, can fill the loopholes of the Liuhe River, and the 5th Army and the 19th Route Army are all involved with the Japanese army, so they will be used.

"Commander Zhang is also fighting hard in Shanghai, is it a bit too sharp to tell him?" Chief of Staff Li Chunhua said next to him.

"Their defense line was poked a hole by the Japanese, and now we have to fill it, and when we fought the Japanese army in Mukden for a few months, there was someone who came to fill the gap for us. If it weren't for the commander's desperate efforts to integrate the miscellaneous cards that were not treated by the young marshal and Nanjing, the old 7th Brigade at that time would have been beaten by the Japanese to the point that there would be no scum left. The young marshal and Nanjing are both the masters who will not be saved in the face of death, the commander knows the general, and every good thing will be mixed into the 4th Brigade of us, Nanjing can do those things by itself, is it not allowed to make others unhappy. (To be continued.) )