Xia Lily and his wife were in the bedroom in the backyard, and they were also discussing the battle in Beicheng that started in the morning. Shopkeeper Wang got up early today, and he was busy in the field support team for most of the day, and his waist felt a little uncomfortable, so Xia Lihe let him lie on the kang and massage her husband carefully.

Xia Baihe didn't know how to fight, she was listening to the rumbling cannons in the front yard just now, and she was terrified that she once asked the commander of the 391st regiment, Qin, can Fengdian hold it? Commander Qin replied to her, it is not only the Central Army that is defending the city, but also the Jin Army in your hometown. Xia Baiyi didn't understand the meaning of the Central Army Commander's words: Is this something that can be defended or not?

The news brought back by her husband relieved Xia Baihe: although the artillery in Beicheng was fierce, the little devil was still repelled by the Central Army.

Thank God!

Shopkeeper Wang was very tired, but he was very excited. In the morning, in the hastily formed field support team led by the Chamber of Commerce, the county magistrate and the liaison officer of the Central Army all praised the Chamber of Commerce's righteous act. And the shopkeeper Wang was almost under the northern city wall, and he heard the cheers of the central officers and soldiers after they repelled the devils. It seems that Fengdian can be guarded!

The body felt the gentle kneading of the wife's hands, and the shopkeeper Wang, who was lying on the top of the kang, turned his head to look at Xia Lily riding on his lap, and the woman's pretty face was also full of joy - from yesterday afternoon to now, it really frightened her - the shopkeeper Wang held one of his wife's arms with his backhand and gently pulled her down to his side, Xia Lily was stunned at first, but her husband immediately began to unbutton the collar of her cotton robe, and suddenly the young lady who understood that she had blushed: they had never been happy at noon; But this noon today, apparently everything is different.

Xia Lily smiled sheepishly at her husband, pointed to the half-hidden door of the bedroom, and then got up and crept to the door: the hall was quiet, and in the courtyard of the backyard, a four-year-old naughty child was playing an old game with the old servant of the family. Xia Lily closed the door of the bedroom and looked back at her husband, who was already undressing on the kang—at this moment, the flames of war were far away from them.

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In the front yard of Xia Lily's house, the atmosphere is very solemn.

Qin Zhongxiao's motion on sending strange soldiers out of the city and flanking the Japanese troops outside the city was only approved by Zhao Mutou, the commander of the special service company, while the chief of staff and the two battalion commanders all expressed opposition or misgivings. This annoyed the colonel of the Central Army, he thought of his regimental deputy, if he was present, he would definitely support this plan, but it is a pity that the regimental deputy was hit in the chest by a stray bullet from a little devil outside Taiyuan City, and he is still weak and bedridden all day, and the military doctor said that he injured his lung lobe, and he was afraid that it would be difficult to recover.

Before the meeting just now, Zhao Mutou unexpectedly had a short exchange with the bride in his mind, and this exchange made him more courageous. Sun Nier let him hold his hands, and the dependence and attachment between his eyebrows made the spy company commander feel that he had become an infinitely powerful god of war.

"Tuanzao, I don't want people from the second battalion and the third battalion," Zhao Mutou glanced at the commanders who opposed the surprise attack out of the city with an almost disdainful gaze, and said loudly: "I'll take the whole company of spies, you just need to strengthen the machine guns for me, * and *, and tonight I promise to burn the company camp to the little devils!" ”

In the last sentence, Zhao Mutou shouted in the direction of the outside of the hall door, intentionally or unintentionally, he knew that Sun Nier should still stay in the courtyard.

Looking at the excited spy company commander, Qin Zhongxiao nodded, but did not speak: The spy company now has more than eighty people, and relying on this little force alone to attack the Japanese camp of thousands of people, even at night, it seems too thin! However, the opposition of the chief of staff and battalion commanders is undoubtedly justified, now the city defense is the first place, and the city defense needs to arrange a large number of defenders, everyone is eager to change up a battalion or a company, and where is the surplus force to organize a counterattack?

"Company Commander Zhao, the courage of the puppet is not what a commander should do," the chief of staff of course felt Zhao Mutou's contempt for him, so he had the intention to teach this captain who was favored by the regiment commander a lesson: "Your special service company is now the general reserve of the whole regiment, and if you pull it out rashly, once there is a mistake, how can the situation be cleaned up?" ”

Zhao Mutou really didn't consider the assumption of the chief of staff, he was full of confidence that he would be able to retreat after the surprise attack, so he waved his hand nonchalantly, ready to throw out a few more bold words. But he was interrupted by a sudden rush of the phone.

It was the commander of a battalion in Beicheng who called, reporting that the Japanese troops outside the city were redeploying, and a team that was obviously not involved in the attack just now was put to the front. The commander of the first battalion analyzed that the second attack of the Japanese army was close at hand.

This situation put an end to the disagreement in the regimental headquarters: the devils actually put on a comeback posture so quickly after suffering the heavy blow just now, and it seems that they are determined to win Fengdian. Qin Zhongxiao asked the commander of the second battalion to return to Dongcheng immediately, and at the same time, he asked Zhao Mutou to personally take people to the regimental headquarters of the 570th Regiment of the Jin Army, and told the regiment to strengthen the vigilance of the city defense.

Then, Qin Zhongxiao took the chief of staff and went directly to Beicheng, he wanted to see with his own eyes the combat strength of the Japanese army besieging the city.

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As the first battalion of the 391 regiment observed on the city walls, the Japanese wing had just been adjusted. Kosuke Otsuka ordered the Fukuda Brigade to go down to rest, and after lunch, he transferred the Aikawa Brigade. Dasa regretted his underestimation of the enemy and was also annoyed by the stubborn resistance of the defenders of China, and this time, he wanted to let his opponent taste his strength.

The field artillery brigade had received the order to readjust the firing range. Aikawa Shaosa is not as fierce as Fukudaoka, but he has a few more castles, which is exactly what Kosuke Otsuka needs at this time.

The call back from the brigade headquarters finally arrived. The brigade commander, Major General Hagiwara Akira, did not agree with Otsuka to send troops from the troops left behind in the tomb to rush to the front line of Fengdian, but told him that a cavalry regiment of the Mongolian Xinjiang Army from Suiyuan (author's note: The Mongolian Xinjiang Army, that is, the army under the "Mongolian Xinjiang Joint Committee" of the puppet government of the German king, which was manipulated and established by the Japanese invasion of China), had already set out from Taiyuan today and sent it to Fengdian and assigned it to the Otsuka United Army. At the same time, he was asked to investigate as much as possible whether the Eighth Route Army that appeared on the flank of Fengdian was the 115th Division and whether it was its main force.

The cavalry regiment of the Mongolian Army? Otsuka shook his head, he never trusted the Shina people, these troops formed by the so-called "traitors", although Otsuka had never dealt with them, but he had no agreement with them. Let's wait for them to get started, and then think about what trivial tasks they will give them.

He also didn't think about the issue of investigating the movements of the Eighth Route Army for the time being, after all, the other party did not have the tendency to press over from the flank, and when Fengdian City was opened, he would make Iwata, the bastard, take the blame for his crimes.

Before setting out from Junling this time, Major General Hagiwara Akira gave him a combat order to capture Fengdian within five days, and then continue the attack on Wencheng along the road south. When he first received the order, Otsuka was a little puzzled by the recently updated military map: Wencheng is on the Tongpu railway line, and if he starts from Junling and attacks it directly along the railway line, it will save much time and effort, but now he has to occupy Fengdian County in this big mountain first, and then make a detour to attack Wencheng, I don't know what the intention of the brigade commander is. In addition, the division headquarters also added an engineer squadron to his expedition queue, but this engineer squadron was not assigned to him, but had another task.

Otsuka is an out-and-out professional soldier who will never be overly suspicious of Kamimine's orders.

He was confident in the five-day deadline: the 391st Regiment of the Zhina Army seemed to have heard of this number on the Taiyuan battlefield, but it was not a great team; As for Yan Xishan's independent brigade, Otsuka was even more disdainful.

He planned to take Fengdian in two days at most, and take two days off by the way, so that his over-energetic warriors could have a good time in the county town, and then attack Wencheng.

The smell of lunch had almost dissipated in the wilderness, and the Wing Commander stepped out of the field tent, remounted his horse, scanned the Wing's layout, and then looked at the pocket watch: it was time.