"Hello." Tsukada Attack suddenly closed his feet and stood on the right path, "This Baoshan regiment has indeed become a big trouble for the imperial army, since the Qiqi Lugou Bridge Incident, the imperial army has won many battles in the battlefield of China, and they have all won great victories at a very small cost, but in this Baoshan regiment, the imperial army has suffered many losses. ”

Matsui Shigen said: "And the loss of the imperial army is even worse once!" ”

Tsukada attacked: "Your Excellency, Yue Weihan and the Baoshan Regiment are so difficult, can you consider transferring one or two wings from the 6th Division to fight with the Kunisaki Detachment?" ”

"You don't have to." Matsui Shigen waved his hand and said coldly, "Now is the critical juncture of the attack on Nanjing, it is not appropriate to make major adjustments in military deployment, and the defeat of the Tashiro Wing and the Shigeto Detachment is not due to lack of strength, but because of the light enemy, you immediately telegraph to Kunizaki Noboru and ask him not to underestimate the opponent!" ”

"Hello." Tsukada retracted his feet again, and Shi immediately turned and left.

………… Pukou.

It was already the middle of the night, but the Pukou wharf was still crowded with people, thousands of refugees helping the old and the young, taking care of their children and daughters, and slowly moving forward with the surging crowd.

In the chaotic crowd, a seven or eight-year-old child was helplessly calling for his mother.

No one answered, no one even heard the toddler's cries, for his young voice had long since been drowned out by the loud noise, and his mother might be looking for him anxiously somewhere else, perhaps...... Long gone.

Not far away, a young woman is kneeling on the ground crying to the ground, in front of the young woman, on the cold ground lying a young man in his early twenties, in the arms of the young woman, the baby who has not yet reached the full moon has dark eyes, is sucking sweet milk beautifully, the young he still doesn't know what life is, let alone what death is?

In the distance, an old man in his last years was sitting on the edge of the dock, silently smoking a dry cigarette.

Behind the old man, there is the cold and vast Yangtze River, and on the other side of the Yangtze River, the ancient and cangling city of Nanjing is moaning in the flames of war.

………… Miles away, the fire is faintly lit.

On the icy river beach, there was a large crowd of black presses.

Nearly 2,000 remnants of the Baoshan Regiment had just arrived, and more than 1,000 men of the two Sichuan regiments that had crossed the river in the evening had already joined the remnants of the Baoshan Regiment.

"Did you all see that?"

"Did you hear that?"

At this moment, Yue Weihan's expression turned out to be unprecedentedly sad and indignant.

"I'd rather be blind and deaf, see nothing and hear nothing!" Yue Weihan's voice was a little hoarse because of excessive force, "But I'm not blind, let alone deaf!" ”

"I saw and heard, but I couldn't do anything!"

"I can only watch my children lose their mothers, wives lose their husbands, old people lose their sons, I can only watch my father's and my fellow villagers their homes destroyed, my relatives separated, but I can't fucking do anything, I can't help anything, what kind of fucking soldier am I? What kind of man is he!? ”

The river wind whimpered, and the officers and soldiers were silent.

"It hurts, it hurts." Yue Weihan covered his chest with his hands, his expression painful, "Here...... It really hurts! ”

"I'd rather you stab me here, I'd rather die in Nanjing City on the other side of the river, it's better than watching such a human tragedy!"

"Is it painful? Ashamed? ”

"The more painful is still to come, and the more shameful is still to come!"

"The front is Jiangpu Town, if we can't hold Jiangpu, if we let the Yue army take down Pukou, then, the 700,000 fathers and villagers in Nanjing will become fish and meat on the board of little devils, all women will be raped, all men will be driven to the riverside and slaughtered collectively, and all children will lose their parents!"

"When the time comes, the surface of the Yangtze River will be full of corpses of Chinese people!"

"When the time comes, the water of the Yangtze River will be completely stained red with blood!"

"When the time comes, you, you, you, him, and me, all of them will be nailed to the pillar of shame in history, cowards, misbreeds, deserters, and miscellaneous will become our eternal titles!"

"This is by no means alarmist, the little devil has already released his words, the city of Nanjing is broken, and the chickens and dogs are not left!"

"Tuanza, don't say anything!" Cao Xinglong suddenly stepped forward, and said with a hideous expression, "Jiangpu Town, our Baoshan Regiment is defended, even if the little devil transfers ten field divisions to come, we are not afraid!" ”

"Well said!" Chi Chengfeng also said with a hideous expression, "His grandma, it's a big deal that these hundred catties of meat are left in Jiangpu Town." ”

"Tuanza, I don't care about others, but I will never be a deserter!"

"Our brothers of the Sichuan Army have not planned to return alive since they hit the Sichuan."

"By the way, since General Rao sacrificed his life for the country, we don't want to live anymore."

"Don't say anything, just fight with the little devil who said the dog!"

"I'm going to kill these things!"

On the river beach, more than 3,000 officers and men immediately began to shout and arouse their emotions.

Yue Weihan's words just now aroused the national hatred of all officers and soldiers, and awakened their dignity as soldiers, in the final analysis, the brothers are all good, the eight-year War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, heroic sacrifices, sacrifices for the country millions of soldiers, they are all eternal martyrs of the Chinese nation...... In the face of the raging officers and soldiers, Yue Weihan was speechless.

In Jiangpu, the Baoshan regiment will usher in the most tragic battle, more than 3,000 people standing here, it is likely that all of them will be killed, Yue Weihan is clearly taking them to death, especially these soldiers are still very young, so young that it is simply distressing, most of them don't even know what it is like to be a woman, ask yourself, can you feel guilty?

However, Yue Weihan had no choice, he could only grit his teeth and be ruthless, who made them soldiers?

Isn't it true that the common people pay money and food to support the army so that the army can protect their lives and property when foreign enemies invade? As soldiers, there are some things they have to do, and there are responsibilities that they have to bear.

But then again, if the Baoshan regiment can survive this battle, then this army will be considered a fight.

The rapid march from Wuxi to Jiangyin for three consecutive days and nights, as well as the forced march from Jingjiang to Yangzhou, have well tempered the will of this group of defeated soldiers, and successive victories over the Nakagawa United, Tashiro United, and Shigeto Detachment have greatly encouraged the confidence and morale of this group of defeated soldiers.

Yue Weihan knows very well that in order to build a steel division that cannot be dragged down or defeated, adequate supplies are important, excellent equipment is important, iron will is important, and the belief that I will win in the first battle is important, but the most important thing is the military soul forged in the flames!

The so-called military soul is not the personal charm or will of the first military commander, let alone the military and political guiding ideology, to put it bluntly, it is the supreme sense of glory and belonging brought about by a major victory that can be recorded in history, such as the Battle of Shangganling and the 15th Army of the Volunteer Army, Shangganling is the military soul of the 15th Army!

The Kunisaki detachment is a fire, it's time to cast the soul of the Baoshan group!

Yue Weihan firmly believes that if the Baoshan Regiment can survive this battle, even if only a few hundred people die in the end, the Baoshan Regiment will be reborn, because they have already made a strong mark on their record book!

This heavy stroke is the Battle of Jiangpu and the Battle of Nanjing!

The Battle of Jiangpu and the Battle of Nanjing will become the eternal glory of the Baoshan Regiment, at least within a hundred years, no matter the change of personnel, no matter the passage of time, no matter what difficulties they face, no matter how powerful the enemy they face, this army will be fearless and invincible.................. At four o'clock in the morning, more than 3,000 troops of the Baoshan Regiment and the two Sichuan Corps finally arrived at Jiangpu Town on foot.

As early as half an hour ago, Niu Dagen's artillery battalion had already arrived in Jiangpu from Yizheng under the tow of a baggage truck, and more than 50 large truckloads of baggage arrived at the same time as the artillery battalion.

As soon as Yue Weihan waved his hand, a large number of light and heavy weapons of the army were unloaded from the truck.

From Yangzhou to Yizheng, the Baoshan regiment annihilated the Tashiro Wing and defeated the Shigeto detachment, although due to the urgency of time, did not care to carefully clean the battlefield, but the captured weapons were still a lot, passing by [***], also left a part of the weapons and equipment for the local security team, but the remaining weapons were still enough to equip more than two regiments.

Seeing the mountains of light and heavy weapons, the remnants of the two Sichuan Legions immediately straightened their eyes.

For a long time, the Sichuan army has been known for its poor equipment, how poor is the equipment of the Sichuan army? Hundreds of thousands of Sichuan troops were placed in front of them, but Yan Xishan, Cheng Qian and other senior generals of the party-state did not blink an eye, and directly turned them away.

"What the hell are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and get your weapons!" Seeing that the remnants of the Sichuan army only knew that they were stunned but didn't know how to step forward to receive weapons, Yue Weihan couldn't help but jump to his feet and scolded his mother, "You turtle sons listen to Lao Tzu, you can take machine guns with machine guns, and those who can use rifles can take rifles, and you won't be able to use rifles, so get out of Lao Tzu as soon as possible." ”

The remnants of the Sichuan army burst into laughter, and immediately rushed up to grab their guns.

Yue Weihan ignored the remnants of the Sichuan Army anymore, and beckoned several battalion commanders, battalion deputies, regiment deputy Liu Yi, and the two commanders of the remnants of the Sichuan Army, Lu Xiufeng and Li Yulin, to come to him.

After everyone arrived, Yue Weihan said: "Now I announce the restructuring and personnel appointments, the six infantry battalions of the original Baoshan Regiment have been reduced to three battalions, and the two Sichuan regiments have been reduced to the 4th Battalion of Baoshan and the 5th Battalion of Baoshan, Colonel Lu Xiufeng is the deputy of the regiment and the commander of the 4th Battalion, and Colonel Li Yulin is the deputy of the regiment and the commander of the 5th Battalion. ”

After that, Yue Weihan turned his gaze to Lu Xiufeng and Li Yulin and said, "You two don't have any opinions, right?" ”

"I don't have an opinion, as long as there are devils to fight, let us be the company commander." Lu Xiufeng and Li Yulin replied in unison.

(To be continued)