Chapter 530 Lost and Lost

The cold wind was fierce, the remnant sun was like blood, and under the afterglow of the setting sun, the Japanese military flag was raised, marking that the Chinese army that had completely occupied the outer defense line of Xinxiang and dared to resist had been completely wiped out, and those Chinese soldiers who had fought with them bloodily had become lifeless corpses.

There were no cheers, no customary shouts of long live, Katayama Hirono stood on the position, looking at the corpses all over the ground, there were Chinese soldiers, there were also his subordinates, the 3rd Mixed Brigade that had been rushing to the forefront of the Japanese army attacking Henan had been disabled, the 53rd Division and the 103rd Division, at the cost of all the deaths, in exchange for more than 70% of the casualties of the Katayama Brigade, Katayama admitted that the capture of Anyang, the capture of Hebi, and the capture of Xinxiang were very lucky, if some Chinese troops did not abandon their positions, Like these soldiers who died in battle, the 3rd Brigade will definitely not be able to capture Xinxiang, and perhaps on the outskirts of Anyang, it will be consumed.

He is very strange, incomprehensible Chinese, some soldiers are like this, fighting to the death, knowing that they are outnumbered, and they are still under siege, to show their decisive courage, and some troops, before they have yet to fight, they flee from the wind, it is really strange Chinese, Katayama shook his head, he did not understand this phenomenon.

Xinxiang was lost, Zhengzhou lost the last line of defense, if the main force of Tang Enbo's Eighth Army Corps was deployed on the south bank of the Yellow River in Zhengzhou, it could still stop the Japanese army from continuing to advance, but unfortunately no, the Eighth Army Corps headquarters and the corps commander Tang Enbo no longer knew where to go.

The fierce letter of the loss of Xinxiang quickly blew all over Zhengzhou like a gust of wind, and the streets were full of fleeing people, and the soldiers of the Central Army, like headless flies, were scurrying everywhere, their commanders had already slipped away early, and the three divisions of the Eighth Army Corps, which were the main force of Zhengzhou's defense, were frightened by the successive fiascos.

They don't have the personal relationship between Wang Guangpu and others and Tang Enbo, nor do they have the bloody nature of Liu Zhaoyu and Cao Guangtu, under the six gods and no master, the three division commanders got together and muttered, the corps commander is gone, the 53rd Division and the 130th Division, which are the most capable of fighting, are all gone, what can we do?

If the 130th Division was fighting alone and bloody, they went out of Zhengzhou and quickly reinforced the Xinxiang defense line, even if the 61st Division and the 67th Division escaped, the Japanese army would not be able to surround the 130th Division from all sides, and the crumbling Xinxiang defense line would survive the most dangerous moment, but unfortunately, no, what they thought of was how to abandon the city and flee.

If you want to run, run fast, the Japanese shells are faster than our legs, before the Japanese army crossed the Yellow River and stepped into Zhengzhou, the troops of the three divisions fled like this, they didn't feel how ashamed they were, there were ruts in front of the car and behind them, there were a few Tang Enbo's cronies as an example, the old eagle fell on the pig, no one can say who is black, in the words of these division commanders later, why can they run a few divisions, we can't run.

It's okay to run, you gather the troops, at least tell your subordinates where to assemble, and it can be regarded as you fulfilling the responsibility of a division commander, no, they just hurriedly gave the order to retreat to the south, withdraw there? The devil knew that the troops had not yet left, and they had already taken the guards and drove the cars full of gold and silver, and disappeared like smoke.

More than 40,000 troops in the city of Zhengzhou were scattered all at once, and the streets were full of routs who took advantage of the fire to rob, before the Japanese army entered the city, Zhengzhou first suffered a catastrophe, Tang Enbo was in charge of the Henan military for more than two years, and his subordinates did so, and he could not escape the blame.

At about 7 o'clock in the evening of 13 December, the vanguard of the Japanese army entered the chaotic city of Zhengzhou, and the Japanese soldiers, who had thought that there was a fierce battle, were surprised to find that apart from the crowd fleeing from the streets, there was not a single Chinese soldier in sight, and not a single bullet was fired.

The Japanese army, who had learned the lessons of Hebi and Xinxiang, did not dare to be careless, and first sent a small force into the city to search, and after confirming that there was no danger, these Japanese soldiers cheered feverishly, and the plaster flag was raised, and Zhengzhou, like an unarmed girl, fell into the hands of the Japanese army like a wolf.

The Japanese soldiers became the masters of the city, and the fierce nature that was stimulated by the bloody battles was once confirmed that there was no resistance, and the Japanese soldiers rushed into every family wantonly, and with the attitude of conquerors, they broke out the beastliness in their hearts as they wanted, the screams of women, the wild laughter of Japanese soldiers, and the sound of murderous gunshots resounded in the streets of Zhengzhou at nightfall.

The Japanese commanders stationed in Zhengzhou did not stop the atrocities of the soldiers, in their opinion, the conquered city, as the conquerors, had the right to enjoy the qiē here, including the connivance of women, officers, and even direct participation, which made all kinds of atrocities more and more intense, and this important town in the Central Plains fell into an unprecedented catastrophe.

The atrocities continued overnight, and at dawn, sporadic atrocities continued, according to later statistics, only on the night of December 13, more than 6,000 innocent citizens in Zhengzhou were shot dead, and families who resisted slightly were even wiped out, about 5,000 women were killed, hundreds of houses were burned, and the looted property could not be counted.

That night, Tang Qiuli saw the telegram sent by Yu Deshui from the Zhengzhou intelligence station, "Following the loss of Xinxiang, the three central army divisions defending Zhengzhou abandoned the city without a fight and fled, and the whole city was in chaos. ”

"From the hidden basement of our station, the city of Zhengzhou is in flames, until the time of the telegram, the atrocities of the Japanese army are still continuing, because of the danger, our station has turned into underground activities, there is a new situation, report at any time, Zhengzhou Intelligence Station of the Intelligence Department, 8:30 p.m. on December 13."

It is not the same as getting water to finish reading the telegram, Tang Qiuli was broken with a "clatter", he closed his eyes in pain, what virtues the Japanese have, he knows too well, that is, a group of two-legged brutes, countless historical materials, all record the atrocities of the Japanese army slaughtering the city, Zhengzhou, Zhengzhou, he groaned in pain in his heart,

What was the next direction of the Japanese army's actions? He ordered Yu Deshui and Zhengzhou intelligence stations to pay close attention to the direction of the Japanese army's movements, and that direction worried him that there were no blocking forces deployed in the Wuhan direction, and the blocking forces in the Shaanxi direction were weaker than the Japanese army, and in the direction of Xuzhou, only Su Jingfeng's troops were even less, and Zhang Zizhong's troops were being assembled.

In just 16 hours, from Anyang to Zhengzhou, the strength of the 10 divisions of the Eighth Army Corps, more than 120,000 people, except for the 53rd Division and the 130th Division, which resisted to the death and annihilated the whole army, the rest did not fire a single shot and fled, while the remaining 100,000 troops of Tang Enbo did not know where to go.

In one day, four cities were lost in a row, more than 400 miles were defeated, and more than 100,000 soldiers were lost, resulting in the defense line in the middle of the Yellow River being smashed out of a big hole by the Japanese army, shaking the foundation of the entire defense line.

Tang Qiuli fell into endless distress in the Taihang Mountains, and Xiangyue Qingji and Zairen, who had rushed back to Beiping, were troubled after the victory.

These two old foxes did not expect that the attack on Henan this strange soldier would achieve unexpected results, which made the two of them unbelievable, 230,000 Central Army troops, just like this, collapsed at the touch of a button, and were beaten by the Japanese Imperial Army with less than 100,000 troops.

Beiping, in the original alcohol palace, in a living room transformed into a completely Japanese style, a floor table, full of various Japanese dishes, exuding a pungent aroma, two pots of sake, warm in hot water, the living room is full of the fragrant aroma of wine and food, two heavy makeup and glamorous art ji, kneeling by the door to serve, the chief of staff of the Japanese army base camp Zairen, with a gentle smile, looking at the table full of wine and food, satisfied and frequently stroking his beard, through the lens, a pair of small eyes dripping around.

There was a sound of footsteps in the corridor, the door was pushed open, Kazuki Kiyoji walked in in a dusty manner, Zairen greeted him slowly, Kazuki Kiyoji "snapped" a stand, Zairen smiled and took his hand, a Yiji came over, thoughtfully wiped the dust on his body for His Excellency the Commander, the plump rule room, kept rubbing on him, the heavy smell of fat powder on Yiji's body, mixed with the carnal breath of a Chengshu woman, kept drilling into his nostrils, making him more and more relaxed, and at the same time, there was also a primitive impulse.

The two sat down separately, and Zairen raised his glass: "Cheers to His Excellency the Commander who can open up the situation in North China in one fell swoop" Xiangyue Qingji dared to accept it, and quickly straightened up and replied: "It is all His Royal Highness's strategy to have today's victory in Henan, and it should be me who respects His Royal Highness," He was very grateful to His Royal Highness the Prince for setting up a family banquet to entertain himself, looking at North China, there is this honor, only I Xiangyue Qingji has face, and I am simply flattered.

Zairen laughed, Kazuki Kiyoji also laughed, they all knew the meaning of each other's laughter, perhaps, more emotion than the joy of victory, since the war in North China on July 7, everywhere under the control of the devil Tang Qiuli, the loss of troops, the loss of the city and the loss of land, the past is unbearable, now, finally have the opportunity to break the deadlock, defeat Tang Qiuli, the two old foxes feel that the victory is not easy to come by.

After drinking a few cups in a row, Kazuki Kiyoji deployed his new troops and reported to Zairen, and after receiving the telegram that Shun Lì broke through the Anyang defense line and was attacking in the direction of Zhengzhou, he almost cried with joy, and he gambled desperately, but he didn't expect that he really won, long live the Emperor Xi à Long live the Great Japanese Empire

This throat, like a hungry wolf, suddenly grabbed a piece of fat, and the other officers in the headquarters were taken aback, thinking that His Excellency the commander had rushed to the ghosts, so that they were nervous, and they understood the mood of Xiangyue Qingji, it was not easy to mix in North China

(To be continued)