Every charge on the battlefield cost many lives. The charge is the most powerful weapon of a soldier. It is greater than artillery planes, as well as any modern weapon, and the fiercer the battle, the more decisive the charge.

Officers and men wearing lye-soaked protective masks charged incessantly, charging through the trenches shrouded in yellow-green smoke, and they kept clearing the way ahead with their submachine guns, turning a charge that might have cost many lives into a one-sided massacre.

The moment a figure flashed out of the smoke in front of him, Zhao Puzhi held his bayonet and stabbed it into the enemy's chest with an unstandard spurt step, and on the ground of this yellow-green smoke, thousands of navy blue bodies struggled there, and their mouths shouted words that the soldiers could not understand.

There was no need for mercy on the battlefield, and when the first wave of assault troops crossed the second line of defense of the Japanese army and approached Fushun, the soldiers of the follow-up troops, wearing wet masks, harvested their lives with bayonets in the smoke.

"Nourishing ......"

The sound of all the flesh being pierced echoed over the battlefield with the screams of the soldiers, perhaps at this time, killing those soldiers who were struggling on the ground, gasping for breath, but still holding their faces blue, was a manifestation of the soldiers' compassion.

On the ground there were not only the corpses of the soldiers, but also the corpses of some hares that had been poisoned to death, and some of the hares jumped and jumped, but before they could take a few steps, they fell to the ground.

After stabbing the bayonet into the body of a soldier again, Zhao Puzhi, who felt some soreness in his arm, sat in the trench of the army and gasped for breath, the mask soaked in lye made it a little difficult for him to breathe, at this time the poisonous gas in the trench had faded a lot, he looked at the muddy trench under his feet, the muddy water in the trench turned red and black, and even the soil turned red and black.

"It's bloodstained!"

Zhao Puzhi muttered to himself, "Squad leader, how many soldiers have you stabbed ......?"

How many soldiers have been stabbed? Ten? Twenty? At this time, Zhao Puzhi realized a problem, he didn't remember how many soldiers he had killed, just like his father killed pigs, there were a few pig killers who could remember how many pigs he had killed, and when this thought popped up in his heart, Zhao Puzhi was happy.

Pig Killing...... Looking at the corpses of those soldiers on the ground, and then looking up at the bayonet at the head of the spear, the blood formed a red blood scar on the body of the bayonet, and a line of cracks appeared on the blood scar, how much blood is this blood?

"I found a wing command post over there, and many people were lively there!"

The shouting not far away made Zhao Puzhi and several warlords run there, they stood outside the door of the underground bunker and looked inside, the area of the command post was not large, only the size of a room, but in that room, there were already a few officers, in addition to collecting military maps and various documents, those officers were rummaging through the cabinets to find something.

"Here and there!"

Suddenly there was a cry of surprise from inside the bunker, and a soldier turned out a black wooden stick from under the bed, one end of the wooden stick was wrapped with a white cloth, and on the wooden stick, there was also a string of purple knots, which were not long, and under the bed there were strings of cut knots.

Grabbing the stick from the soldier's hand, the officer took a closer look and snorted.

"No crown! Keep looking! ”

After a while, a golden crown was found in the pocket of a dead soldier: "Brothers, do you know what this is?" ”

The officer reinserted the chrysanthemum crown onto the flagpole and held it up and asked loudly, the soldiers at a loss.

"This is the wing flag personally awarded by Emperor Yumoto, and we have captured the wing flag of the 43rd wing of the Japanese army!"

The officer who walked out of the command post shouted loudly, and the soldiers around him were stunned for a moment, and the flag realized what it was, as soldiers, they knew very well the important surname of the military flag, whether it was the Liberation Army in the past or the Guards after the establishment of the empire, the military flag was an extremely important thing in the troops, and it was necessary to select the best second lieutenant officer in the whole regiment as the flag bearer, and a special military flag guard platoon should be set up to protect it. The capture of a flag meant that the 43rd Wing of the Army had been completely annihilated by them.

"Brothers, now the 43rd Wing no longer exists!"

Gunshots and shouts of excitement rang out on the battlefield, and the excited soldiers shouted and fired their guns into the air, and these troops from the northwest tasted for the first time the taste of victory in the national war, which was far sweeter than any victory.

When the officers and men of the 31st Division captured a military flag, the 28th Division continued to launch a fierce attack on the depth of the Yue Army, which had completely lost its resistance, and with the issuance of a military order, the 1st Cavalry Division, which had been waiting for a long time, immediately attacked the depth of the Yue Army after the poison gas had faded, and their goal was Fushun.

The cavalrymen of the 1st Cavalry Division shouted "Forward!" Hit Fushun City and annihilate the Yalu River Army! Outside a village only eight kilometers away from the first line of defense of the Japanese army, Shigeo Sameshima, commander of the 11th Division, and Mitsuru Tsuchiyamura, chief of staff, stood in the forest with a little sadness on their faces.

Defeated! The defeat was very miserable, and the four powerful forces completely lost their two lines of defense in just over a dozen minutes, and even did not rush to counterattack, and the defense line easily collapsed under the attack of poison gas.

"The Marugame Wing and the Tokushima Wing have not been able to get in touch, and it is still unknown if their military flags have been destroyed!"

When Yoshio Shirakawa reported the news of the 12th and 43rd Wings, Shigeo Sameshima and Hikaru Tsuchiya Muramura glanced at each other, and they both understood that they could not drag on any longer, so they walked towards the Wing Flag Guard, which had already lined up a few meters away.

Walking in front of the flag captain, Teng Cun just caressed the 44th and 22nd wing flags in the hands of the flag captain with his white-gloved hand, these two wing flags were the first line of defense after the first line of defense was overcome, the two wing captains ordered the flag guards to ride horses and send the battle flags to the division headquarters, they did not even have enough time to hold the burning ceremony.

Putting down the tassel of the military flag in his hand, Sameshima Shigeo sighed heavily, "Tsuchiya-kun, have you reported the unsightly flags of the 12th and 43rd Wings to Commander Kawamura?" ”

"Yes, Your Excellency the Division Commander!"

Shigeo Sameshima nodded, he had already sent a reserve to counterattack the assault force of the Chinese army, and the time was still in a hurry.

"Let's get started! Yoshida Shaosa! ”

"Yes! Excellency! ”

Yoshida Shaosa, who was holding the flag, immediately turned around and stood under the escort of the flag bearer, and walked towards a high platform made of ammunition boxes several meters away, and Shigeo Sameshima, Mitsuru Tsuchiya Muramura, and all the officers and soldiers present saluted the military flag. After the military salute lasted for three seconds, Shigeo Sameshima said "salute over".

The chrysanthemum royal pattern flag crown of General Yoshida's flag holding the flag was taken off, and then the military flag was rolled up, and the military flag was striding off the salute platform, and the general flag was held in both hands, and then handed it to the division commander.

"All newly formed infantry and cavalry wings of the army must be personally awarded the military flag by the emperor himself, and the spirit of the soldiers and soldiers of the military flag is incomparable to the whole world!"

The military flag was given by the emperor himself, but today he became the first commander of the Imperial Army to carry out the flag burning ceremony, with a solemn expression with a hint of sadness, Shigeo Sameshima respectfully held the military flag with both hands and placed it in the position of the Hokki Taihong, before taking three steps back, pulling out the command knife and pointing down, standing with his head down, he was repenting for his incompetence.

A few seconds later, Shigeo Sameshima, who had put down his hand, stepped forward and put the military flags of the two wings on the beyoki platform, and after saluting again, Shigeo Sameshima clenched his hands into fists and raised his arms at the same time.

"Emperor Banya!"

"Emperor Banya!"

After the soldiers in the formation shouted "Long live the Emperor" three times along with the division commander, Shigeo Sameshima lit the Bongyaki platform and watched the military flag turn to ashes with the flames.

After the ceremony, Shigeo Sameshima handed over two chrysanthemum imperial flags to the chief of staff, Mitsuru Tsuchiyamura.

"Please, please be prepared to bring the crown back safely!"

"Please rest assured, Your Excellency the Division Commander!"

After the two bowed to each other, Hikaru Tsuchiya Muramura jumped on his horse and ran in the direction of Fushun under the escort of the escort, while Shigeo Sameshima drew his command knife and looked at the officers and soldiers participating in the ceremony.

"Now, the time has come to be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor! I hope that all the kings will serve the country with nine deaths, fight loyally and bravely, and wash away the shame of burning the military flag with our blood! ”

"Hey!"

Most of the soldiers who participated in the burning ceremony were the logistics and heavy soldiers of the division and regiment, they had no weapons, and the only thing they had at this time was perhaps only courage, although they were also afraid of the yellow deadly smoke, but these shames of burning made them almost brave with shame, and with the division commander, they launched a counterattack against the Chinese charging troops.

Exhausted Zhao Sheng looked at the hellish battlefield in front of him, he stepped on the soft blood mud under his legs, just a few minutes ago, he saw a time of his own bravery, more than 3,000 soldiers, most of them like crazy, launched a counter-charge towards them, most of them did not have weapons, the sudden counterattack, almost caught Zhao Sheng and them by surprise, almost did not retreat one or two hundred meters, and finally under the strafing of machine guns, those said themselves fell.

But at this time, stepping on the middle of these corpses, watching his comrades-in-arms end the lives of those wounded soldiers with bayonets, stepping on the crimson puddle of blood, Zhao Sheng hung his head and walked towards a big tree that was blown up not far away, and walked to the side of the tree, he was so tired that he couldn't walk anymore, he sat down under the tree, leaned against the big tree, and looked at the officer who was kneeling there with a saber not far away, it was a general, the navy blue military uniform on his body was dyed black with blood, and he knelt there, like a sculpture.

"These are the ones I am!"

A voice came from behind Zhao Sheng, he turned his head to look, I don't know when, the head of the regiment also sat next to him, the head of the regiment took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed one to Zhao Sheng, he lit another one, Zhao Sheng took a puff of cigarette, and then took the words of the head of the regiment and said.

"Don't they know that their bodies can't stop bullets?"

(To be continued)