What emerged from the ancient road was the first wing of the Guards Division, and the children of Tokyo shone in the end of the Second World War when Prince Nohisa of Kita-Shirakawa Palace was the head of the division, "climbing to the end of Australia, attacking Keelung, and taking Taipei". The bloody battle of the Lion Ball Ridge Fort and the return of Tamsui to the Qing army laid a solid foundation for Japanese rule over Taiwan.

In the war of aggression against China, the Guards Corps did not play many roles, and during the Battle of Wuhan, he landed in Nanyue with the Fifth Fleet and was stationed in Guangzhou. However, after the bloody battle of Zengcheng, the iron-blooded Jiuliumi Division was defeated by the Han Army's First Guards Division, and after the Japanese army abandoned Guangzhou, the Guards Division withdrew to Zhujiang and encountered the Han Royal Guards Armored Division again after the pursuit, and the collision between the royal troops was no suspense, and the Guards Division was defeated by the Han army's armor.

After that, he was defeated all the way and fled. But I didn't expect that they had already taken refuge in such a remote town, and the Chinese troops were still like maggots, and the dignified Imperial Japanese Emperor's Guards were so embarrassed! "Bah!" Iida Shojiro was cursing fiercely, this is a shame for the empire and a shame for Japanese soldiers. Even if all the jade is broken, the Guards Division can't lose the face of the imperial army in such a cowardly manner.

In the battle for the trenches on the ancient road, although the Japanese army pulled out its teeth section by section and eliminated the New Fourth Army in the trenches, the two half-crippled wings of the Second Division were almost all empty, and the task of breaking through the last blocking position of the Chinese troops was handed over to the Guards Division!

"Young men of the capital, you are the closest soldiers to God, and you are the guardians of God. No matter how many enemies there are, they can't stop the advance of the Guards Division! Assault gives! I have to admit that Iida was an excellent battlefield commander, and when there was no other choice, the sense of honor and bushido spirit of the Japanese soldiers were fully mobilized by him.

The devils of the 1st Wing of the Guards Division shouted "board" and rushed towards Tupo in a dense formation, which had nothing to do with any tactics, some were just fanaticism, a kind of morbid deified fanaticism.

On the slope of Cao, the New Fourth Army in the first trench began to shoot under the command of Xiang Ying, and the dense gunfire was like a pebble thrown into boiling water, splashing a few splashes and sinking to the bottom. The devils who were shot by the platoon of guns either staggered to the ground or fell on their backs, but the Japanese soldiers exposed behind were just as crazy, their distorted faces were as ugly as the lowest hell demons, and the Type 38 rifles in their hands were still shooting accurately, as if the Japanese soldiers who fell next to them had nothing to do with them.

The rudimentary trenches on the hillside could not provide much protection for the soldiers of the New Fourth Army, and after the charge was received a hundred meters, the grenadiers and mortars of the devils also sounded, which was also the only "heavy weapon" of the Japanese army. Mortar eggs with rear wings landed exactly around the trenches, and the debris that was blown up and scattered caused secondary damage. This round of shelling caused heavy casualties to the soldiers of the New Fourth Army in the first trench, they did not dodge the fortifications of the shelling, and the devil's charge was still in the people's rapid advance...... What about machine guns? Machine gun? ”

The house leak happened to rain overnight, and the few machine guns were all dumbed under the attention of the Japanese grenadiers! Without the suppression of machine guns, the rifles alone could not stop the Japanese army's long live charge, "throw grenades, on - bayonets!" The slightly hoarse voice was Zhou Zikun, deputy chief of staff of the New Fourth Army.

"Old Zhou, why did you come up, didn't you let you command the second trench?" Xiang Ying frowned.

"You can't hold it like this, the little devil's marksmanship is too accurate, and we don't have heavy firepower, so I led the soldiers to rush out and fight them." Zhou Zikun was a native of Guilin, Guangxi, and a member of the Independent Regiment of the Iron Army who participated in the Northern Expedition.

Between the words, the enemy had already rushed less than thirty meters, and even the hideous expression on the little devil's face could be seen clearly. Zhou Zikun shouted, "Comrades, rush with me!" "Be the first to jump out of the trenches.

The fighters in the first trench, armed with bayonets, followed the deputy chief of staff without fear to jump out and launch a counter-charge. The devils of the Guards Division also howled and withdrew the bullets from the 38-type rifles, and the gray and yellow uniforms quickly collided together, filled with gunsmoke, shouting and killing the sky, assassinating, smashing, kicking the crotch, and locking the throat, there is no morality to talk about in such a fight, maybe you have just stabbed the devil in the chest, but the bayonet has not been pulled out, and the other knife has been stabbed into your body. If the bayonet is broken, smash it with the butt, and if the butt is broken, bite it with your teeth, don't talk about any martial arts chivalry, this is the battlefield, either you die or I live.

When the last soldier of the New Fourth Army was surrounded by six or seven devils and his body was stabbed by multiple bayonets, but he still held the rifle in his hand with both hands, Xiang Ying, who had retreated to the second trench, ordered in an ugly crying voice, "Shoot!" ”

Against the elite of the Japanese army such as the Upper Guards Division, the Chinese army's assassination technology was not superior, let alone in the case of numerical inferiority. The hundreds of soldiers of the New Fourth Army led by Chief of Staff Zhou Zikun all died in this counter-charge, and it only won a chance for the soldiers of the second trench to take the lead in firing.

Machine guns rang out, and the remaining imps from the bayonet duel fell to the ground in pieces. Iida raised the command knife in his hand again, "Assault give". The devil of the second pull rushed up, and joined the remnants of the first wing, and more than 20 Taisho-11 light machine guns, commonly known as crooked handles, were all placed on the edge of the first trench, and the ferocious fire instantly overwhelmed the poor few Czech light machine guns of the Jiangnan detachment.

Yuan Guoping, director of the Political Department of the New Fourth Army, climbed up the trench to Xiang Ying's side, "Deputy Army Commander, you can't fight like this, this is the same as the tactics of adding fuel during the Battle of Songhu, and our people will be grafted." ”

"What can I do? Even if it's gone, you can't let the little devils pass through here! Xiang Ying gasped, this battle was too depressing.

"The military department also has some explosives to make grenades, and I had them all brought out before this transfer, so let's bury an earthen plane in this second trench, right? Then we all retreated to the top of the slope and fought to the death on it! "Lao Yuan is a weapons expert, and he is usually in charge of the New Fourth Army's self-made workshop for wooden handle grenades.

"Good! Bury it now, blow up the fucking little devil! "Xiang Ying doesn't have any good ideas for such a battle, I just hope that the Jiangnan detachment will fight to the death and can delay the Japanese army for some more time.

The explosives package was put in the trench with wooden sticks, and it would be better if a few boxes of bullets were pressed on it, but the New Fourth Army, which was desperately short of ammunition, did not even have a few bullets in the hands of the soldiers, so there was no need to think about this kind of local tyrant idea at all. After pointing out the fuse, Yuan Guoping raised his hand to signal that it was done, and asked the troops to withdraw to the top of the slope.

Xiang Ying nodded, waved his hand and let the soldiers who were still shooting retreat along the trench, the trench was too shallow, and everyone could only squat and half-climb and half-walk to withdraw.

Yuan Guoping saw that the troops had withdrawn, and he also ran back to the top of the hill while putting the lead. But the troops withdrew, and there was no other soldier's fire suppression in the second trench, and the Japanese soldiers under the slope began to resume shooting, and Director Yuan just poked his head out, and a bullet accurately hit the back of his head, with splashed blood, and drilled out of his forehead.

The director of the Political Department of the New Fourth Army slowly let go of his hand holding the stone, and his body fell back into the trench. "Old Yuan!" Xiang Ying at the top of the slope shouted, but fortunately, the soldiers around him cleverly pulled down the deputy commander who was about to jump out, and a few bullets "chirped, chirped" on the edge of the trench.

Not glad that he escaped the catastrophe, Xiang Ying's eyes were dilated, and he was still muttering in his mouth, "Old Yuan......"