In the distance, near the pre-war command post, the commanders of several divisions of 'Junrokuro Matsuura' were momentarily stunned when they saw the sudden skyrocketing fire, and they didn't know what was going on there.

"What the hell is going on at the front?!"

Junrokuro Matsuura asked without looking back.

With the departure of the communications corps, soon, news from the front came back.

"They set fire to the wooden trenches?"

Without waiting for Junrokuro Matsuura to speak, the 'Hasuzawa Domain' took the lead and said, "They have given up to retake the position, and they are going to flee!" ”

"Herald! Command post moved forward! The grenadiers blasted open the gap, and the two wings accelerated their march to bite the opponent's main force! Don't let the enemy escape!! ”

Junrokuro Matsuura quickly made the right choice.

In the cold wind, the order was accurately conveyed, and the Japanese flanks abandoned tracking the small group of enemy troops and quickly closed in the direction behind the camp in the mining area. In front of the position, the moment the order arrived, all the grenadiers were concentrated in several positions, and the grenades were fired at the fiery wall of fire with a tom.

Even if the fire dragon was fueled by gasoline and diesel, it still couldn't block the violent shock wave, and in the raging flames, a sea of fire was blown away, and the burning wood was overturned, or smoking, or still burning fiercely and falling out in all directions.

"Rush over!!"

In the midst of shouting, the Japanese troops, with their guns in their hands and in the face of the scorching flames, rushed into the position from the gap of dozens of meters that had been blown up, stepped on the hot soil, and quickly rushed to the camp thousands of meters away in the thick smoke.

"Report! All the enemies have fled! ”

Rokuro Matsuuramura, who was moving forward to the headquarters, received a report of storming the camp and not finding the enemy.

"Want to run?"

Hasumawa snorted coldly, and before he could speak, Junrokuro Matsuura ordered, "Pursue on all fronts!" Bite the opponent's main force! The supply behind accelerated to keep up, and the Matsuyama Brigade, which was in charge of supply defense, placed the mobile post three kilometers away! ”

With the order of Junrokuro Matsuura, the Japanese troops who rushed into the mining area rushed to the back of the mountain like a tidal wave, and the enemy stepped out, and the escape route was in disarray.

Soon, the vanguard rushed into the mountains and forests.

"Enemy convoy!!"

A second lieutenant who rushed ahead saw the truck in the forest and shouted.

"Surround there!!"

A captain overseeing the battle shouted.

After receiving the order, the morale-boosting Japanese soldiers howled, held their guns, spread out and poured up.

Tanks, armored vehicles, and trucks that stretched for two or three miles were quickly surrounded by the Japanese army.

But when the Japanese soldiers stepped forward to open the car door and lifted the curtain, they did not see a single figure. The truck was full of all kinds of supplies, guns, ammunition, mortars, disassembled 92 infantry guns, as well as rice and white flour and dried fish and dried meat and other military supplies. I guess I just didn't expect the position to be lost so quickly, so that the trees in front of me didn't have time to be cut down, and the roads didn't have time to open, so I had to abandon these materials in a hurry.

When the vanguard discovered the enemy's convoy, the Japanese troops surrounded by both flanks also waded through the thick snow to complete the encirclement, and confirmed that the enemy did not disperse and escape, although there were still snow particles floating on the snow, but the traces of five hours could not be filled, after all, the wind was not strong.

"Continue the pursuit?"

After the encirclement, the commanders of the two brigades joined up with the Japanese troops who were pursuing them head-on, looked at the gradually darkening sky and hesitated.

Junrokuro Matsuura had already entered the camp at this time, where many supplies were not taken away.

From a spacious and still very hot barracks, the 'Hasuzawa Domain' pointed to the map and said: "The enemy has fled into the Old Bald Mountain, and there is no news from the 3rd Division. I think they have fought many times, and the supplies must not be able to keep up, so they should speed up the pursuit, besiege them in the old bald mountain, and annihilate them in one fell swoop! ”

Matsuura Junrokuro shook his head and said: "In the heavy snow, we can't defeat the enemy if the supplies can't keep up, and now the supplies are gathering here, and the pursuing troops only have a day's marching food, and it is getting late in front of them, so it is not suitable to continue the pursuit." ”

"yes. The enemy's combat effectiveness in the snow is very strong, and the wind is also a little stronger today, and the lone army has no supplies to pursue, and it is easy for the other party to eat. ”

The commander of the 6th Division, "Yasuo," who wrote the "Confidential History of the Russo-Japanese War," agreed: "I think that it should be slightly trimmed so that our soldiers should carry more than ten days' marching rations, divide the troops into three routes, pursue them one way, and attack them on two sides, so that the enemy can be bitten and unable to disperse and escape." ”

Although the Hasuzawa clan did not agree with stopping the pursuit, he also knew that the troops pursuing in front of the road were the vanguard of the charge, and there were no supplies such as military rations and camping, and it was indeed not suitable to continue the pursuit when the sky was about to dark, and even if supplies were sent later, it was difficult for the tired and sleepy soldiers to have enough physical strength to pursue. The enemy, on the other hand, could not march fast with the wounded and a large amount of supplies, and had to camp at night without delay.

As a result, he did not insist on the idea of pursuit.

With the order, the pursuing Japanese troops retreated, but the trucks and tanks could not drive back, because the water was released, and only the fish and meat were brought back.

In the camp, a steady stream of Japanese troops poured into the empty and mostly warm barracks, cooked quickly, prepared to rest until midnight, and then took advantage of the darkness of the night when the other party was camping to march in pursuit.

The two puppet Manchurian and disabled divisions were not treated so well, and they were arranged to be two kilometers away from the outskirts of the camp, and they were stationed separately in the direction of the enemy's escape, so as to prevent the enemy from killing the horse.

Although the two puppet Manchurian divisions, each with only one brigade left, were full of resentment, they also had to turn on flashlights in the dark and look for dry firewood in the cold wind. They didn't dare to go to the camp to carry the wood-splitting boards, that wasn't what they deserved.

Trucks were parked on the periphery of the camp in a continuous manner as a temporary perimeter line of defense, and several wings were dispatched to station in separate sections within two kilometres below the camp to provide complete protection. At this distance, it is difficult for the 92 guns to bombard the center of the camp, so naturally there is nothing to worry about.

When the Japanese army had eaten dinner and rested, the enemy did not move, which made the mobile outpost that had been released far away retreat back to the camp and spent the night in peace.

At the foot of the mountain where the puppet army was stationed, a figure stood on the top of a flat and open mountain without trees, and quickly dug up the snow bags one by one, revealing a mountain cannon.

In the whirring cold wind, looking at the dim and silent camp in the distance below the mountain, Dong Ku ordered in a low voice: "The artillery is in position, and after two rounds, fine-tune the shooting of Zhuyuan, and bombard freely!" ”

"Yes!"

In the midst of a low roar, the thirty mountain cannons that had already been set to shoot Zhu Yuan were quickly loaded, and in the roar, the shells were sent into the night sky.

"What sound? Shelling? ”

In the camp of the puppet Manchu army, a sentry holding a Hanyang 88-style rifle, under the baking of the flames, was drowsy, heard the roar of the top of the mountain and couldn't help but be startled, before he could react, he heard the whistling sound of cannonballs flying overhead.

"Shelling!!"

Like a frightened rabbit, he jumped up and roared.

"Where? Where? ”

One by one, the puppet soldiers who were not asleep in the cold wind jumped up and made a mess with their guns.

"Panic what!!"

A regimental commander lifted the military blanket and shouted: "Isn't the shell over!! ”

At this time, more puppet soldiers heard the sound of cannonballs grazing overhead, and they all looked at the top of the black hole.

In just a few seconds, the second round of shelling roared again, and before the first round of shells fell, it flew above the heads of the puppet army.

At the same time, the first wave of shells landed on the periphery of the five or six square kilometre camp in the mining area, and exploded on the stacks of chopping boards, overturning the chopping boards, and the thermite ignited the dry firewood and ignited the gasoline drums buried underneath.

The fire suddenly rose in the roar, and in just a few seconds, the camp was illuminated, and the flames rose more than ten meters high, fluttering and rolling everywhere with the howling north wind.

"Shelling !!"

"Shelling!!"

The Japanese soldiers in the barracks shouted and rushed out of the barracks. When they saw the fire in the distance, they took up arms and rushed out of the camp.

In a matter of seconds, the second round of shells fell as the Japanese were rushing out of the barracks.

In the loud roar, the flames erupted everywhere, like fireworks in the night, blooming bright flowers.

Junrokuro Matsuura rushed out of the barracks during the second round of shelling, and before he could see what was going on, a shell landed in a snowdrift not far in front of him and exploded.

"Thermite arson bombs!!"

Junrokuro Matsuura blurted out exclamation when he saw the flames that erupted after the explosion and the smell that he was quite familiar with.

"What's that?"

Before the words fell, he saw several dark shadows rolling in the snowdrifts, and Junrokuro Matsuura spoke again in surprise.

Lian Ze Fan also rushed out of the barracks next to him, as soon as he came out, a huge fire ball flew towards his barracks, and before he could react, it smashed on the roof of the barracks, and then there was a muffled bang, and the flames rose several meters high, instantly engulfing Hasuzawa Fan and most of the barracks.

"It's a ...... oil drum"

In the light of his eyes, Hasuzawa Fan shouted in horror, but before he could speak, he was enveloped in flames and quickly purified his evil soul.

At the same time, Junrokuro Matsuura finally saw what the object was rolling in the air, and he was terrified, roaring loudly, and rushed out of the camp without hesitation.

But before he had taken two steps, an oil drum fell beside him, and a dazzling flame rose, and Junrokuro Matsuura was covered in fire, staggering and struggling forward, and fell to the ground in a miserable howl.

"Premeditated fire attack ......"

The moment he fell to the ground, his consciousness stayed on this thought, so that he didn't have to go through the humiliating process of the Wanjialing fiasco.

At this time, the Japanese soldiers who rushed out of the barracks also saw what those flying fires in the air were, which were oil drums with open mouths, flying and sprinkling flames along the way.

But where could they run, in less than a minute, the whole camp was already on fire, and tongues of fire were rolling in the howling north wind, licking any combustibles that were not there. On the ground, there was a sea of fire, and the flowing burning gasoline and diesel fuel ignited everything in its path, including the miserable howling Japanese soldiers.

The chopping boards had burned through before the diesel and gasoline burned out, and with the help of the howling north wind, the flames rose for dozens of meters, rolled over, and released the scorching temperature.

The Japanese fled in terror, but how could there be a fast fire, especially in windy weather, in just two or three minutes, most of the barracks were on fire. In the flames, there will be no more pure land in the entire camp, and all objects will be tempered in the flames.