"Not good"

Yanagawa Heisuke, who was watching the battle on the warship, exclaimed, scolded a few words, and ordered the communication staff officer beside him with an ugly expression: "Damn Yamamoto Shigetsu of Yagalu, how can you rashly pursue at this time?" Let him come back."

"What's wrong, Commander?"

The staff officers around Yanagawa Heisuke were a little puzzled, now that the situation of the Japanese army on the battlefield is very good, how could Yanagawa Heisuke be so out of shape and order Yamamoto Shigetsu to return to the army?

"If the confused enemy chooses to retreat when the defeat is not obvious, there must be deception, can't he, a high-achieving student of Lu University, even see this?"

Yanagawa Heisuke didn't have time to pay attention to the staff officers of the headquarters, so he hurriedly asked the communications staff officer to inform Yamamoto Shigetsu to stop the pursuit and first consolidate the starting position of Longhu Town. He knew very well in his heart that Yamada Nakasa's 66th Wing's attempt to divide troops and outflank them by boat had already failed because there were no ships, and the main force was blocked by the Chinese army in the Wanjiazhuang area, and it was difficult to advance an inch, and the two flanking attacks had actually become one road.

If Yamamoto Shigetsu rashly led his troops in pursuit, it would be easy to fall into the trap set by the Chinese army.

Yanagawa Heisuke is almost sixty years old, having fought in the Russo-Japanese War with the rank of lieutenant, and is well aware of the pride that has grown in the Japanese army. Some time ago, the great victory of Pingxingguan was actually due to the fact that the Japanese army was too big and the various departments were out of touch, which made the baggage of the 21st Brigade fall into the encirclement of the Chinese army.

Yamamoto's Shigeprovincial Wing was stationed in the town of Longhu, under the protection of Japanese warships and aircraft, and could be supported by artillery fire at any time, so it was invincible, and only by waiting for the follow-up reinforcements to arrive, it could crush the opponent head-on with an upright division.

On the opposite side, the Chinese army sent a regiment to defend the forward position, and its combat effectiveness was extremely strong, which was completely incomparable to the miscellaneous armies of Huabei Song Zheyuan, Wan Fulin, and Pang Bingxun.

More importantly, only one regiment appeared in the new Second Division, and although it is said that there may also be Chinese troops on the front line of Zhantou, Zhapu and Wanjiazhuang at the southern foot of Jiulong Mountain, there must still be surplus troops.

Although Yanagawa Heisuke did not guess that Wu Ming would set up a pocket array to ambush the Yamamoto Shigeprovincial United, his long-term combat experience made him feel a little inappropriate, but he couldn't say what the specific problem was, so he could only point out the most obvious place and stop the attack of the Yamamoto United.

The officers and men of Zhou Juncheng's regiment and the special service company directly under the division fled desperately, discarding all kinds of personal supplies along the way, like a group of ducks being chased, in groups of three or five, without the slightest formation.

The two brigades at the front of the Japanese army had already caught up, and Yamamoto Shigemo, while directing the transfer of infantry artillery, mortar, and machine-gun positions, led the wing headquarters and the remaining two brigades to catch up.

The communications staff officer waved a telegram and ran quickly to Yamamoto Shigetsu's side.

Yamamoto Shigetsu took it and looked at it, snorting coldly, and was quite dissatisfied with Yanagawa Heisuke's order in his heart. Now that the Chinese army is in a rout, it is a good opportunity to expand the results of the battle and defeat and annihilate the enemy army in one fell swoop, how can the troops be retracted?

Yamamoto Shigetsu immediately stuffed the telegram into the hands of the communications staff officer: "You reply to the commander now, I have already attacked with a large army, and at this time, I am determined to annihilate the current Chinese army in one fell swoop, so as to comfort the heroic souls of the imperial warriors who were killed by the sneak attack of the Chinese army."

"This?"

The communications staff officer was stunned for a moment.

The Japanese army was a highly disciplined and hierarchical group, and the so-called lower and lower ranks, in fact, those middle and lower-level officers who caused the accident also acted with the tacit approval of their superiors. The "Huanggutun Incident" incident is a typical example, and if it were not for the acquiescence of the Japanese high-level and the Kwantung Army Command, how could the staff officers below dare to rashly blow up Zhang Dashuai

At this time, Yamamoto Shigetomi has to disobey on the battlefield, which is not a fun thing. For a while, the communications staff officer was a little overwhelmed.

"Why don't you go soon?"

Yamamoto Shigetsu glared and shouted, swearing in his heart that he must defeat the Chinese army in front of him, so that Yanagawa Heisuke would not be able to hold himself accountable, because the winner has no shortcomings, and Yamamoto Shigetsu just wants to be the one who laughs the least.

At this time, Yamamoto Shigetsu had already been stimulated by the sortie of the special service company directly under the new Second Division, and among the officers killed on the flank was his younger brother, Second Lieutenant Yamamoto Shiro, and this revenge could not be avenged. Of course, he also knew very well in his heart that if the attack failed, he would only have to disembowelment to thank the emperor.

The communications staff officer tried to persuade him, but Yamamoto Shigetsu pushed him away, drew his command knife, and urged the Japanese soldiers beside him to catch up with the fleeing Chinese troops in front.

The pursuing Japanese troops crossed the Chinese army's defensive line east of Dushantang, rushed forward more than 500 meters, crossed Dushantang, which was only more than 10 meters above the river during the dry season, and crossed a group of fortifications again and continued to pursue westward.

When Yamamoto Shigetsu's call back was sent to Yanagawa Hei's assistant, Yanagawa Heisuke was furious, and his eyes were about to bulge, but now was not the time to get angry, and he immediately ordered air fighters to reconnoiter the situation of Yamamoto's wing at any time.

As mentioned earlier, the 150th Wing of Yamamoto Shigetsu Province was subordinate to the 128th Brigade of the 114th Division, and was expanded from the main wing of the 14th Division. Although many reserve soldiers have been added to the 114th Division, most of the Japanese reserve officers and men are veterans who have participated in military training all year round, and their marksmanship is very accurate and their health is good.

The Yamamoto wing pursued the rout of Zhou Juncheng's regiment with all its might, and the Chinese troops fleeing in front were suppressed by the Japanese planes, running and stopping, and from time to time lying on the ground to avoid the incoming aviation bullets and bombs, while the Japanese troops following behind pursued with all their might, and the distance between the two armies became closer and closer.

The Japanese planes swooped down from a high altitude and whizzed through the air fifty or sixty meters above the ground, and the nose of the plane sprayed a dense array of bullets, hitting the officers and men of Zhou Juncheng's regiment who were fleeing from place to side. Zhou Juncheng and Lu Kuiyuan, who were behind the palace, pounced on the thatched bushes on the side.

Watching the Japanese planes swaggering by, Lu Kuiyuan hated it so much, but he had no way, let alone time to stop and organize anti-aircraft fire, so he had to pull up a handful of dry grass angrily, and scolded in his mouth: "When you get to the place, you little devils look good."

"Kui Yuan, hurry, hurry up and take the brothers to the No. 1 Heights" Zhou Juncheng's weak voice came from next to him.

The No. 1 highland is actually a small mound located in the middle of Dushantang and Zhaputang, the highest point is only more than 50 meters, after the No. 1 highland, it is an open land, there is a long reed swing along Zhaputang in the west for four or five miles, here is Wu Ming's preset ambush circle.

Lu Kuiyuan was excited, and ran over to see two blood holes opened in Zhou Juncheng's thigh near his knee, and blood was gurgling out along the bullet hole.

Zhou Juncheng sighed: "Kui Yuan, give me a machine gun, Lao Tzu is here with the little devil, go back and let the master give me the title of a martyr, so that my parents can know that their son is not a bad seed."

Lu Kuiyuan didn't say a word, untied Zhou Juncheng's leggings, strangled his thighs, tied them tightly, took out a first-aid kit from his waist, hurriedly bandaged Zhou Juncheng's wounds, and then turned around and squatted down, signaling the correspondent to come up and help put Zhou Juncheng on his back.

At the moment of life and death, Lu Kuiyuan escaped alone and didn't know if he could avoid the Japanese plane, and now he had a wounded person on his back, how could he hurry?

"No, I can't drag you down, you let go of me quickly" Zhou Juncheng threw himself up, swaying from side to side, desperately avoiding the communicator's outstretched hand.

"The division seat said that if you don't abandon or give up, our new second division will not leave any brothers on the battlefield, let alone a regiment commander?" Lu Kuiyuan turned his head and scolded loudly: "Now you'd better shut up Lao Tzu, otherwise, we will both die here together."

Seeing Lu Kuiyuan's resolute eyes, Zhou Juncheng gave in.

Lu Kuiyuan gritted his teeth, put Zhou Juncheng on his back with the help of the guards, and tried his best to follow the large army to the west.

Under the strafing fire of Japanese planes, many officers and soldiers were unfortunately shot, but as long as he was alive, his comrades-in-arms next to him carried him on his back, or two people carried one and ran towards the No. 1 high ground.

The last kilometer of the journey is usually very short for the soldiers, but now it is so long, and every step is sprinkled with the sweat and blood of the officers and soldiers.

Lu Kuiyuan's bean beads of sweat poured down his forehead into his neck, and then slid down his body and onto his feet. The long-term training has made Zhou Juncheng, who is 1.7 meters tall, extremely strong, and he is fine when he kills the enemy, but now Zhou Juncheng is tantamount to Mount Tai for Lu Kuiyuan, who carries him.

Niang Xipi's Lao Zhou is like a big fat pig

Lu Kuiyuan secretly scolded Zhou Juncheng in his heart, but he grabbed Zhou Juncheng's hands tightly, but he never relaxed even a little, and ran forward desperately with his legs.

About 500 meters away from the position on the west bank of Zhaputang, in a pit covered with planks, mud, and thatch, a group of officers and soldiers wearing Japanese uniforms hid inside, holding their breath and patiently waiting for the opportunity to attack.

When the soldier in charge of the observation post saw Lu Kuiyuan's embarrassed appearance, he suddenly became anxious, turned around and said to the officer behind him: "Company commander, look at the battalion commander...... Shall we help them? ”

Lei Biao leaned over to the lookout hole and took a lookout, and scolded the sentry: "What a fart, we have a mission to ambush here."

While speaking, Lei Biao tidied up the Japanese military uniform on his body, and his lips were about to be bitten. Regarding the embarrassment of Lu Kuiyuan and Zhou Juncheng, although his heart is like a knife, he can only say that he can't help now, otherwise it will affect the entire battle process.

Lei Biao turned his head and said to the people behind him: "Let me remind you again, the order given to us by the division seat is to quietly blend into the Japanese formation. Now you all listen to Lao Tzu, no one is allowed to make a sound, even if it's a fart, fucking hold back Lao Tzu Whoever wants to drop the chain, Lao Tzu must twist his head off and kick it as a ball

On the way to retreat, several groups of seriously wounded officers and soldiers consciously stayed behind to block the Japanese army, but in the bombing of Japanese planes and infantry charges, the officers and soldiers who blocked the attack quickly disappeared in the wave of Japanese attack.

Although it was difficult for Lu Kuiyuan and the others, with the support of their comrades-in-arms, they finally crossed the small mound marked as the No. 1 highland. At this time, the reinforcements of the regiment and battalion guarding here met the retreating people, put Zhou Juncheng and other wounded on the board cart that had been prepared for a long time, and retreated in the direction of Pinghu.

The pursuing Japanese troops were very fast, and they crossed the No. 1 high ground, and the undulating terrain suddenly blocked the view of Yanagawa Heisuke and others on the Japanese battleship.

Although Yanagawa Heisuke's command module was much higher than sea level, due to the barrier of the No. 1 Heights, it was impossible to see the situation behind the mound from the sea southwest of Jeongotei. If you go due south, Jiulong Mountain will block the view again, and you will also be attacked by two batteries on the mountain.

Yanagawa Heisuke wanted to order Yamamoto Shigeto not to cross the mound, but he reluctantly gave up in the end, and now the Japanese army is pursuing all over the mountains, even if Yamamoto Shigetsu orders a retreat, how can he gather the troops

At the northern foot of Jiulong Mountain, the front headquarters of the new 2nd Division.

Dai Ziran broke into the war room and said to Wu Ming with joy: "Division, most of the Japanese army has crossed the No. 1 high ground, and now all the units are ready, the artillery regiment and the anti-aircraft artillery battalion are also ready, just wait for your order, you can start the operation."

Wu Ming quickly found the location of the No. 1 high ground on the map, filtered the entire plan from his mind, and ordered Dai Ziran: "Okay, now just wait for the mine on Lei Biao's side to sound, and all departments will immediately take action according to the plan." ”