At night, the light of the cannonballs illuminates the Tama River.

On the positions of the Japanese army on the eastern front, the Qin army and the Japanese army were engaged in a fierce fight.

It's like a black wave and a blue wave, jumping high at the same time, slamming into each other in mid-air, breaking into raging waves.

It has been more than half a month since the bad news was known, but it is the first time that the eastern side has truly seen the combat effectiveness of the Qing army. Liu Xian's troops, which had shrunk in the afternoon offensive, seemed to have suddenly turned into another army at night, and they were like hungry wolves possessing their bodies, and they could fight hard.

The number of Japanese soldiers was falling downward. Modern armies with strict organization and discipline and strict assassination training are much more brutal than ancient armies. Because they have no armor on their bodies, and the lethality of bayonets is so outstanding, didn't there be a saying in ancient China: three knives do not change one shot!

Two armies, dressed in single clothes and unprotected, with bayonets in their arms, mingled together, and the speed at which the winner was determined was measured entirely in minutes.

In addition, the proportion of soldiers in Liu Xian's army equipped with revolvers is so high.

There were five or six hundred Japanese soldiers on the entire front, and the white-knuckle battle lasted less than half an hour, and a large number of Japanese soldiers fled to the other side of the Tama River with their hearts and souls.

Of course, the Japanese soldiers near the Heting Bridge fled west via the stone bridge. The Japanese soldiers in other places went into the water and sat in the boat, and under the cover of the strong fire of the friendly forces on the opposite bank, rowed back to the opposite bank.

The self-confidence of the Japanese in their own army is very strong. On the west bank of the Tama River, Oyamaiwa, who commanded the battle, saw in disbelief that the boundaries of the blue tide and the Kuroshio were gradually shifting westward, and it was very fast. The blue tide pushes the Kuroshio tide and moves towards the Tama River step by step.

"Shoot. Shooting-"

A Japanese officer brandished a command knife and shouted hoarsely. "Tokyo is behind us. Behind us is His Majesty the Emperor. We must not take a step back, the sacred land of the Imperial Kingdom of Japan must drink the blood of the Qing people!"

In fact, there was no need for the officers to howl, all the Japanese soldiers knew exactly what was behind them. After the Tama River, there is no more dangerous place to use in Tokyo as a line of defense. Despite the shells exploding overhead, and the flesh and limbs of their companions falling beside them, a storm of bullets whizzed towards the other side.

The battle lasted until 10:00. Except for the cries and groans of the wounded, not a single gunfire could be heard on the battlefield.

Oyama Yan, Komatsumiya Akihito and other Japanese generals looked at the soldiers with less than 200 people in front of them and were speechless for a long time. The strength of thousands of troops on the Dong'an defense line is less than a day today, and the defense line is lost. There are only 20% of the people left.

Hisunao Oshima was not in the array of defeated troops, and he fell on the east coast defense line, allowing Liu Xian to capture one more of the Japanese Osa's command saber.

"Your Excellency the Brigade Commander, Your Excellency the Commander. The Qing army had a very strong ability to fight bayonets, and their cooperation was pure, and there was a kind of bomb that could be thrown, just like the bombs of the past, but it was lighter and easier to use than the bombs. They also had a lot of revolvers. Many of our royal warriors died under pistols. ”

Knowing oneself and knowing the other side is the only way to win all battles. Dashan Yan just wants to understand the combat power of the enemy on the opposite side, and what could be more qualified than the group of battle-hardened remnants in front of him.

The lieutenant in front of him said to Oyama Yan.

"Yo Xi." Oyama Iwa nodded, and the two hundred remnants of the defeated army passed through the position on the west bank of the Tama River. Retreated to the large rear. But does the real Qin army really have only such an advantage over the Japanese army at this moment?

When he really saw the attack of the Qin army, Dashanyan's already grim face became completely silent.

The Qin army actually used mortar cannons, which were almost eliminated by the Japanese army, to inflict the most fatal damage on the Japanese soldiers in the trenches. Remaining firing points from positions in the West Bank. The Qin army's previous artillery fire was mainly on the east bank positions, which were not tall pillboxes. The Qin army did not use the artillery group to pull out the nails at all, but directly knocked them out one by one with the mortar artillery units that accompanied the infantry attack.

The Japanese Army, which was caught off guard, directly lost the position on the west bank of the Heting Bridge, which was the support point on the west bank front.

And in the night. The Qing troops launched many river crossing operations from different positions, some of which were unsuccessful and some of which were successful. Dashanyan was in a hurry, because of the loss of the west position of Heting Bridge, he was mobilizing reserve troops to rescue, which made the reserve force in his hand sharply reduced by half. When the news came that many places had been broken by the Qin army that suddenly killed in the night, he was almost dismayed that the battle had been lost.

Da Shanyan looked at the layout of the defensive positions on the west bank marked by small red dots in front of him, and scratched the top of his head vigorously, he was really surprised, the Qin army didn't even have a tentative attack on the west bank, why did each breakthrough site choose so appropriate? He didn't know that Liu Xian had a bug in hand. These Qin army attack sites were all weak areas of the Japanese defense selected by Liu Xian.

If the army on the opposite side is replaced by the domestic Hunan Huai Chuduo, or if the army is trained in other places, Liu Xian will be able to defeat the entire west bank defense line in one fell swoop. Even if he can't take all of the locations he chose, he is still sure that he will succeed. But when Japan really came to the time of national prosperity, a large number of excellent officers and an overall vigorous and upward army reduced Liu Xian's success rate by half in one fell swoop!

"What's going on, it's been half an hour, why haven't you taken down the Japanese position on the opposite side?" Li Shien unceremoniously reprimanded his subordinates: "Just one position blocked you for half an hour, do you want to watch Xie Jigui climb in front of Lao Tzu, and you want to lose my face?" ”

A battalion officer in his thirties next to him blushed, but he still straightened his waist and said: "My lord, it's not that the brothers don't care, but the fortress of the little devil on the opposite side is made of cement, and I have bombarded it with mortars many times, but it has no effect!" ”

"Nonsense, don't you know it's cement?" Li Shien still scolded unceremoniously, he couldn't compare with the progress of the Qin army's various departments, that was admitted. But how old is Xie Jigui? Even if he climbed on his head, wouldn't Li Shien be the last in the Qin army system!

"There's a cement fort in front of us, so we're not going to fight? It's. I'll give you another half hour, and I'll take this land for me!" ”

Li Shien didn't care about the defense of the officers under his command, and he knew very well what difficulties the front-line troops encountered, but the top boss had already given him a strict order, asking him to conquer the small town of Tatsu, a few miles away, by tomorrow, as an important support point for dividing the Japanese army. Then he can only suppress the person who has his head, anyway, he must take Tianjin before dawn.

……

Seiki Okazawa is the captain of the Fifth Brigade of the Emperor's Guards. This time, the formation of the 1st Brigade of the Einsatzgruppen was not only selected for the Tokyo Zhentai [1st Division], but also the Emperor's guards. That is, the Japanese Guard Division, which was widely known among the Chinese in later generations.

Most of these people were people from the vicinity of Tokyo, and they fought not only for the emperor and the Imperial Kingdom of Japan, but also for their own fathers and villagers.

Okazawa's attention was more concentrated, the defense line by the river had been breached, and at this time, the worry should not be when the support from the rear would arrive, and when the defeated soldiers would be able to regroup and integrate, but precisely the most important thing to guard against those Qing soldiers who were already extremely close to the Japanese front.

The Qing soldiers of the brigade took advantage of the chaos to attack, and such a bad situation did not happen, and Okazawa Jing did not relax his vigilance. Then, it didn't take long for him to see a scene that surprised him, a dozen fire dragons suddenly flew from the rear of the enemy army, which seemed to be cannonballs, but the tail spewed flames and smoke, crashing into the Japanese army.

The ground began to shake with a violent explosion, and Okazawa didn't even understand what was going on, and he didn't even know what that never-before-seen weapon was. Whether it was the enemy's heavy artillery, or God knows what the hell, he only felt the impact of the incomparably strong, the huge sound and the air waves, and the high columns of smoke. The scattered dust completely confused the already unclear vision, and the shouts of a charge rang out from the opposite side.

Under the cover of four heavy machine guns, a large number of soldiers from Xie Jigui's department shouted and charged.

Gunshots, explosions, screams......

Sei Okazawa rummaged into a fortification, where four Japanese soldiers were operating an old-fashioned six-barreled Gatling gun. This is a weapon purchased from the United States when the Shogunate Army raised its flag, but this thing is really too bullet-consuming for barren Japan. After the successful downfall, Japan never repurchased Gatling machine guns, and naturally there would be no upgraded eight- and ten-barreled machine guns.

The night and the smoke and dust are very well matched. Okazawa was shocked to find that he couldn't count the number of enemies who were either crawling forward, or running with their heads bowed.

But at this time, he couldn't control so much, he hurriedly shouted and ordered his subordinates to shoot with all their might, and the trajectory of the bullets like a chain of fire was so clear in the dark night. The huge recoil of the heavy machine gun began to beat wildly like an uncontrolled inferior horse, and God knows how many Qin soldiers were hit. Okazawa didn't pray for anything else, he just wanted to see more Qing people fall in front of him before he died......

It wasn't until a few small, but hard-nosed things fell from the top of their heads to the bodies of the five people, and Okazawa was hit the head by one of them. The five of them didn't know what it was, they could only see the sneering and burning line of fire, and Okazawa Sei hurriedly grabbed it, trying to pick it up and throw it out, and then he heard a series of explosions in his ears......

In the middle of his death, Okazawa suddenly thought that this kind of hard thing was the kind of small bomb commonly used by the Qing people. (To be continued......) R1292