Crash! The teapot and bowl were pushed to the ground and shattered, and Minoru Saito was still angry, and the old thing slammed the desk down, and all the pen and paper on it fell to the ground. A few servants hurried over and wanted to pick them up, but Minoru Saito walked in front of them a few steps, slapped them, and slapped them hard.

These people didn't dare to dodge either, and Minoru Saito slapped him, and they said hi, slapped the left cheek, and sent the right cheek over. Minoru Saito slapped dozens of times, and all the strength in his body seemed to be drained, and he sat on the sofa.

In fact, in the past, Minoru Saito still paid great attention to his demeanor, but now he is really scared, and from the bottom of his bones, a wave of fear swells up. He was also very happy when the Third Division won just now, but in the blink of an eye, the Third Division fell into the encirclement of the Feng army.

The difference between the front and back is cloudy and muddy, Saito Minoru is finally afraid of the combat effectiveness of the Feng army, the third division is the earliest group of divisions in Japan, if it is like the sixth division, no one can keep his position, and even Tokyo may let him be guilty.

Thinking of his possible fate, Minoru Saito felt cold and cold from his heart. The Third Division must be rescued, even if it suffers heavy losses, it must be rescued, in short, it cannot be completely annihilated.

Minoru Saito stood up abruptly, and was going to give orders to the 7th and 8th divisions, but the old guy slammed into zhanzhu again, if these two troops were sent, then Seoul would become an empty city, and if the Feng army came over again and lost Seoul, it would be much more serious than the loss of a division.

His hand reached for the phone, but it shrank back, and Minoru Saito's heart kept weighing the pros and cons. At this time, someone suddenly came to deliver a message, and a part of the 2nd and 4th Divisions had landed in Incheon. It only takes one day to get to Seoul, and no more than two days at the latest.

As soon as he heard the news, a glimmer of hope was rekindled in Saito's heart, if there were two more divisions in his hands, the Chinese army would not want to threaten Seoul. Of course, there will be more than a day in between.

Minoru Saito calculated repeatedly, from Kaesong to Seoul, a total of more than 40 kilometers, a normal march, it will take a day or two, not to mention that there are two Japanese divisions in the middle. Even if Fengjun has wings, don't even think about flying over. And after a day or two, he has enough troops in his hands to even launch a counterattack, and he doesn't have to be afraid of the Feng army.

weighed it up again and again. Minoru Saito finally gave the order to let the 7th and 8th divisions be regimental. Whatever it takes. Be sure to rescue the 3rd Division in Kaesong.

Saito didn't know, the battlefield is often full of miracles, and a day may not seem like much time to him, but it is this gap that gives the army a God-given opportunity.

Zhang Tingshu commanded the tank division. Along the way, along the railway line, swaggering south. The roads in North Korea are difficult, and only around the railway line are the smoothest. The fastest speed of passage. Of course, along the way, you will also encounter Japanese guards, and these guards have no idea that the Feng army will suddenly appear in front of them.

When the tanks rushed over, they hurriedly met the enemy, just rifles and machine guns and the like, which were basically useless against tanks, and the Feng army easily broke through their barrier and advanced south at an unbeatable speed.

Just when Zhang Tingshu was moving fast, suddenly two trains appeared on the railway and rushed towards him. These two trains were full of Japanese soldiers, who had come to the aid of the Third Division, but they all were surprised to know that they had collided with the Feng army.

Also surprised was Zhang Tingshu, who saw the Japanese soldiers in the brigade, which proved that their actions had been recognized, and the Japanese could return to Seoul at any time. Now it has completely become a contest of speed, of course Zhang Tingshu will not be polite, more than a dozen tanks are lined up one after another, and the tank guns are aimed at the military column.

Although the train is not small, the defense is really not very good, the typical thin skin and big stuffing, when bombarded by a tank gun, it was instantly torn apart. The Japanese soldiers above did not end well, they were bombed and cried and cried, and escaped from the car in embarrassment.

After a few more shots, the locomotive was completely destroyed, the train lost control and rushed directly outside, and the Japanese soldiers on it could only jump down. They also wanted to find cover and confront the Feng army, but they were taken care of by the machine guns, and they were beaten into a sieve in patches, and the Japanese soon suffered more than half of the casualties.

Both trains were easily tackled, and the remaining Japanese scattered in all directions. Zhang Tingshu didn't have the leisure to chase them, and now it was important to hurry up and attack Seoul as soon as possible.

The tanks roared again, and they were getting closer and closer to Seoul, but by this time, Minoru Saito had already received reports that a large number of Chinese tanks were moving rapidly south. At first, Minoru Saito thought that the Feng army was going to meet the Japanese troops who came to help, so Minoru Saito also told the 7th and 8th Divisions to pay attention to anti-tank.

But as Zhang Tingshu broke through the junction of the two divisions, and then rushed forward to the south, Saito Minoru also felt that something was wrong, this was not to meet the Japanese army, but to attack Seoul!

Thinking of this, the old guy was cold, and his head was full of beads of sweat the size of beans, he was really afraid of something, he hurriedly gave an order to the soldiers in front of him, asking them to return to help quickly, and he ordered all the Japanese expatriates in Seoul to mobilize and prepare to defend Seoul.

At this time, the tanks of the Feng army had not yet arrived, but the bomber formations had already arrived. In fact, this assault is a kind of rehearsal similar to a blitzkrieg. Ground armored units cut through the enemy's gaps, making a detour of divisions. Capture important strategic nodes, and in the air, aircraft provide full cover to destroy the most threatening targets in advance.

Although this operation cannot be compared with the blitzkrieg of World War II, it has a little appearance. Minoru Saito wanted to send troops back, but the key roads and bridges were bombed by the Feng army, and they didn't want to concentrate their forces at all. On the contrary, it was the Feng army, all the way unimpeded, and at about two o'clock in the afternoon, they had already rushed to the western outskirts of Seoul.

At this time, there are dozens of places in Seoul, still billowing smoke, and the flames are still raging. More than half an hour ago, the Feng army launched a bombing of Seoul, although it is the heart of Japanese rule in Korea, but the air defense of Seoul is also very weak, and the bombers of the Feng army are simply in a no-man's land.

Bombshells fell mercilessly on the head of Seoul, a large number of buildings were destroyed, soldiers and civilians were all affected, and when the Japanese were hurrying to extinguish the fire, Zhang Tingshu led a tank unit to appear on the outskirts of Seoul.

Suddenly seeing these tanks, whether they were Japanese or Koreans, they were all stupid, oh my God! What the hell is going on, how can the Chinese be so fast, did they fall from the sky?

Seoul now has no main force, only some garrison troops, and they are all at a loss, and they don't know how to deal with these steel monsters in front of them. The tanks of the Feng army rushed up without hesitation, and these sluggish Japanese were all killed, the fortifications were flattened, and the tanks went on a rampage.

The Japanese defending the city also tried to resist, but all of them were killed without exception, and the Feng army easily entered the city, and dozens of tanks rushed directly to the governor's palace to catch the big fish of Minoru Saito.

For the possible attack of the Feng army, Saito Minoru was already prepared, but after hearing the sound of artillery, he was still stunned, the speed of the Chinese was too fast, and the reinforcements did not come at all. At this time, Seoul was equivalent to an undefended city, and Minoru Saito simply regretted dying, if he hadn't saved the Third Division, maybe there would still be hope in Seoul, but now, there is no hope.

Listening to the sound of the guns getting closer and closer, the old thing was like a defeated rooster, and there was no life. The loss of Seoul is definitely a big crime, and Minoru Saito can't afford it, so he can only silently pull out his saber.

"To put it mildly, attacking Seoul is a good move, and now the three Japanese divisions will all be finished, and the political initiative is also in our hands, and it is all up to our will to fight and make peace." Yang Yuting said with a smile.

Zhang Tinglan's face was not so relaxed, but said: "This is good news, but also a challenge. It is not easy to eat three divisions in one fell swoop, but time is running out for us, and Japanese reinforcements will arrive one after another. There are three days left at most, and if we can't destroy these three divisions, we will have to retreat. ”

Zhang Tinglan is not alarmist, the cross-border battle, the consumption of materials is simply astronomical, the Feng army started the war in a hurry, and now the pressure on logistics has reached a limit. Fighting to the south looks majestic, but it also means that the consumption of materials has increased exponentially, and the Feng army has been somewhat unbearable, and after this battle, regardless of victory or defeat, it will shrink backwards.

There were only three days left for the generals of the Feng army, and it was not enough to do more, and Zhang Tinglan's telegram reached the hands of Sun Anhu and others, who were also under pressure. After urgent consultations, they decided to seize this opportunity and give it a go!

"The tank division is across Seoul, blocking the way for the Japanese to retreat, and all other units must speed up, and within two days, the seventh and eighth divisions must be eliminated, and as for the air force, they must also bomb Inchon and other places to block Japanese reinforcements!"

The military movement was rapidly unfolding, and Zhang Tingshu had already controlled most of the city by this time, and the soldiers were still clearing out the remaining Japanese soldiers. Zhang Tingshu strode into the Governor's Mansion with the attitude of a victor.

This splendid building symbolizes Japan's colonial rule of Korea, Zhang Tingshu is very disdainful, this position was originally Chinese, but now it has fallen into the hands of the Japanese, it is simply a national shame, sooner or later, one day, to get back all that was lost.

After Zhang Tingshu swept around, he went directly to the underground command room, and after walking in, he saw a pool of blood on the ground, and there was an old man lying on the side, which was the governor of North Korea, Minoru Saito.

A soldier walked over and put his finger under Minoru Saito's nose, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Division commander, he's still alive!" (To be continued......)