Chapter 50: Critical (2)
"Why haven't the reinforcements come yet? Why haven't reinforcements come yet......"
At the very beginning of the Su Ping battalion's position, Lieutenant Colonel Nanyang was anxiously walking around his command post.
In less than two days, the lieutenant colonel, who was full of glamour and even more high-spirited and ambitious in front of Su Ping, completely wilted.
Although there was still not a trace of blood on his uniform, he tried to keep it clean and tidy. But his expression seemed to be extremely anxious, more like a ...... The defeated rooster, drooping and timid, walked in his command post in a hurry like a fly.
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The sporadic sound of sniper gunfire in front of him awakened his senses, and he hurriedly grabbed his binoculars and looked ahead.
"Here we go again......"
A murmuring sigh suddenly came out of his mouth.
"Brothers, reinforcements will arrive soon, whether this bet is a win or a loser, it depends on this fight, cheer me up!"
He rushed out of the command post and shouted orders.
"Oh......"
Dozens of sporadic voices rang out, but more people picked up their guns with numb faces and aimed ahead. Most of them couldn't help but glance at the blood-stained corpses around them, their faces full of remorse and cowardice.
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"Sir, the barbarians are so fierce, our First Army is almost overwhelmed!" A herald rushed into the headquarters of the Nanyang Army at the rear of the battlefield.
", didn't you start out pretty well? Nearly 10,000 reserves have been sent to your side, and you still say no? β
The general of the Nanyang Army, dressed in ornate ornaments, slowly raised his head from behind his desk, and he said with a smile.
"We don't know, we always feel that every time we have more people, the barbarians on the other side always seem to be a little more than us...... We have been attacked several times, and we have been repelled by our brothers who have sacrificed their lives. β
The herald suddenly said with a look of grievance on his face.
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"Forgetting death? Wouldn't it be greedy for life and afraid of death again? β
The admiral laughed again.
"I warn you, everyone has been able to withstand an army for more than ten days, and our 100,000 people can't stand it in less than two days? I'm sure I'll find out about your panic about the war. I'm going to take you all to court-martial! Okay, okay, anyway, there are so many of us guarding such a place, and there are so many reserves, so I will give you another division. β
"However, this time I am not allowed to complain. You bastards, you don't work hard when the odds are so high, you always think you don't have enough chips, right? β
The admiral smiled and waved his hand in an angry manner.
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After the herald went out with a happy face, the general turned to a staff officer beside him who was cooking tea: "These bastards know that they are looking for me to complain - if it weren't for the fact that their officers are all the children of big domestic businessmen and nobles. You can't be offended easily. And the soldiers are also the elite security guards and bodyguards who forced those big clans to contribute at the beginning, and they should be very combative. Otherwise, I won't bird them. β
"I should let them suffer a little, so that they can be called the last elite of our country, but they are so scattered that they are not as good as the group of mercenaries who were scolded by the alliance as grandsons in the Western Continent."
He drank the tea from the delicate teacup in his palm, smacked his lips and sighed.
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"Commander, just like you, a genius commander like you, who is not chaotic when Mount Tai collapses in front of him, and who has the style of Confucian generals in ancient China, can unite them. It's a powerful force. β
His staff officer handed over another cup with a flattering face.
"That's it."
The admiral nodded proudly: "Our truly combat-ready army has already been sent to the west in the alliance's previous requests for help, and we don't know how many dead are left." Our batch is known as the last elite. In fact, it is a patchwork of miscellaneous fish in desperation. Although the combat power may be good, the military demeanor ......"
The Admiral shook his head with a smirk.
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"However, when the country heard that our reinforcements were coming to China, they still attached great importance to us. 100,000 people, armed to the teeth. They are well-equipped, and all of them are carefully selected elite soldiers and strong generals, and their personal combat effectiveness is not bad. Still coming to me all day long? After the victory of this war, it is really necessary to rectify their military discipline and serious their military appearance. β
He thought about it, but said with a look of hatred on his face.
"But, Commander, aren't you worried about the situation of the war?" The staff officer asked a question he had always wanted to ask.
"Why should I worry, if you look at our defensive area, we can attack with a force of one or two hundred thousand troops at most. But we are 100,000 people, and our individual combat effectiveness is on average stronger than the ordinary army of the Chinese people. If you can't keep it like this, are all barbarians gods? When the Chinese people guarded for almost ten days, was the army fought with iron? β
The admiral suddenly laughed.
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"That's right. This is also thanks to your arguments at the beginning -- our troops must not be lost, on the one hand, it is a symbol of the country's helping hand to China, and on the other hand, there are many children of the clan, and we cannot afford to lose, otherwise we will be in great trouble when we return to China. β
The staff officer nodded in agreement.
"Afraid of what? So many people, heaps of dead barbarians. If you die, you can only blame bad luck, 100,000 people defend such an area, and with the blessing of the goddess of China, and die, who can blame this? I can only complain that my life is not good, and I can't blame us anyway. But speaking of which, I'm really sorry I didn't get to see their goddess in the first placeβI heard it was beautiful. β
The admiral smiled again, but with a face full of regret picked up the teacup handed by the staff officer again, he smacked his lips again and sighed.
"Don't worry, sir, when we are victorious, their goddess will come to meet our foreign allies and meritorious troops, right?"
The staff officer said with a smile, which immediately made the admiral's face full of joy.
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-- No one knows the reason for the most absurd rout in history, and there is no record of it. Perhaps, history is not willing to let such a shameful scene disgrace mankind on the chapter of human civilization.
But it did happen...... It has also become the most absurd note in the twilight of empires and even the twilight of mankind, and has led to the most tragic note. A note that hurts the hearts of the Empire.
Maybe the magic suit can be regenerated through the factory, maybe the magic armor can be endless. But the stars shining in the sky are one by one, and they are extremely precious. But the brilliant brilliance that surpasses all living beings in a vast and awe-inspiring posture is unique in the heavens and on the earth.
But they ......
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However, we can't blame anything, they have to let the Nanyangs behind them take the top. They were so tired, they were already in the position, under the all-out assault of the barbarians, day and night. It held out for more than a week and suffered heavy casualties. But when they withdrew, although every position was overflowing with the blood of the Chinese people, the banner of our humanity was still fluttering.
And every one of their officers and men walked back to the barracks almost asleep. By the time I returned to the barracks, most of them were already staggering. Even on the road, many people fell asleep. A small number of people fell asleep on the road. Only...... In the tears and heavy weeping of the comrades-in-arms around him, he fell asleep peacefully...... Since then, I have never woken up again.
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At the same time, we can't blame the former enemy headquarters led by the summer who sent the most wrong reinforcements to them. Although Ho never asked for help. But the former enemy command knew the temperament of the most brave general in the empire, and the most trusted general in the commandβhe never called for help until the last moment, when he was completely unsupportable and in danger.
Therefore, the former enemy command still took them into account when it was still in frequent emergencies everywhere. They were given a reinforcement army, the troops of the Nanyangs.
And the reason why it was sent was the Nanyang people...... They had already fallen into a situation where there was an incomparably scarce reserve force, and it was impossible to send the only ones who did not ask for help, to send the fresh force of Huaxia and the few new forces left.
They have also used the Nanyangs with great caution. It is impossible for them not to use reinforcements when they have them, and they are not likely to think that 100,000 men will not be able to hold the position of an army, and almost overnight, the whole army will collapse...... Not even a call for help was sent.
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Yes, of course we can blame the Nanyangs, but the Nansears were indeed wiped out...... When the officials of the Imperial Military Department and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, who were furious and angry, were faced with the application for 100,000 death notices from the ambassador of the Shang Alliance to the Empire, and their faces were full of tears of grief...... The imperial officials were dumbfounded.
What else can the empire say?
However, this is history, which makes people unpredictable, angry and speechless, and can only fall into history with a deep sense of powerlessness.
The empire can only swallow this bitter fruit silently and on its own. Under the sincere request of the Shang Alliance, this history was sealed in an endless number of top-secret archives that may never be declassified.
As a result, no one will get the original truth.
We don't know.
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The only thing we know is that the commander of the Nanyang reinforcements is not wrong: the barbarians are not gods, and the third army of the Goddess Guards led by He Xu is not iron-clad.
They should be able to hold on, and they should.
However, when He Xu, who woke up in his sleep, took a few people to climb up to a small hill not far from the camp where they were in the rear of the battle line, and raised his binoculars to look into the deep night.
He Xu's face suddenly turned pale, for the humiliation and rout of the Nanyang people, and the deep encirclement of the empire that caught him off guard, as well as the final stage of the Seventh Battle of the Great Ling River, the series of extremely tragic heroic sacrifices and the fall of the stars...... Even, the halo is dimmed...... Wrote the most perfect annotation -
"It's over......"
He said miserably.
- World War II, Vol. 5 - The Turning Point of Madness: The Last Battle of the Daling River (to be continued......
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