Unlike the calm of the West Bank, the East Bank is brightly lit at this time, and busy people are running around, preparing supplies and carrying medicines, and even many ordinary people have joined in.

As a result of the battle, more than 1,800 people were killed and wounded in the Sichuan and Yu armies, and hundreds of wounded soldiers are still lying in hospitals or in several makeshift medical stations.

Liao Mingyu took a look at it, and all the doctors and nurses who were busy before and after came into view, and there were constantly wounded soldiers sending them over, and there were screams and shouts everywhere, and the smell of blood in the air mixed with the smell of disinfectant water made people feel sick.

Some time ago, the soldiers of the guard battalion who registered as type O blood had already lined up to donate blood one by one outside, and there were some enthusiastic people who came to help, they just wanted to do their best to help the soldiers who fought bloodily on the front line.

Liao Mingyu also found a little drunk in the busy crowd, but the latter just glanced at him from a distance and continued to devote himself to work, and those injured were still waiting for their treatment.

This day was busy with the medical staff led by Li Lei, they barely rested for a moment, and everyone's bodies were stained with mottled bloodstains, but fortunately, with the concerted efforts of everyone, the wounded have basically been treated.

There were also some soldiers who were too injured but could not be rescued, and they could only close their eyes unwillingly.

Most of the nurses in the hospital experienced this kind of life and death scene for the first time, and it was really torture for them to see those seriously injured soldiers die, and many nurses hugged each other and wept bitterly in the end.

Shangguan Jieci was arranging the work, and generally had to appease the emotions of these little nurses, but in fact, she felt uncomfortable, for fear that the next person to be brought in would be the familiar face.

Mi Long is still uncertain about life and death on the top of the mountain, even if she feels uncomfortable in her heart, Shangguan Jieci does not show too much emotion, because she is afraid of affecting others, she is like an omnipotent big sister, strong and distressing.

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"Commander, this is a telegram of inquiry from Shangfeng today, do you want to take a look?"

In the headquarters of the Sacrifice Banner Slope, Fang Jingyao took a thick telegram and said to Liao Mingyu.

"Boy, so many?" Liao Mingyu casually picked up a few copies and looked at them, the contents were nothing more than orders to inquire about the battle situation and order to stop the offensive.

"Not only that, there are also two telegrams sent by Commander Song and the Ministry of Military Affairs in person, which one do you want to read first?" Fang Jingyao preached playfully.

"Brother Fang also likes to joke, what did Chief Song and the Ministry of Military Affairs say?" Liao Mingyu shook his head and asked helplessly.

"It's nothing, the Ministry of Military Affairs scolded you, and a lot of high-sounding words said that it was an unauthorized dispatch of troops to action, and they will be severely punished after the war."

Fang Jingyao shook one of the blank pieces of paper in his hand and said with some disdain.

"Cut... Leave them alone, a bunch of corpse vegetarian waste. Liao Mingyu said indifferently.

This matter can be big or small, anyway, when the Nantianmen is defeated, you will be able to block the mouths of those grandsons, it's a big deal to offset the merits and demerits, Emperor Tiangao is far away, can you still escort me back to the military court?

"Well, Commander Song, you better see for yourself." Fang Jingyao suddenly handed the telegram to him solemnly.

Liao Mingyu looked at it curiously, and the content of the telegram made his brows slowly fall together.

Commander Song first reprimanded them for their own opinions, but in the following words, he still expressed high praise for him.

The Nu River has been calm for too long, and someone should come forward to muddy this pool of stagnant water, otherwise some people even forget that they are still fighting, and the western part of China and Yunnan is still occupied by little devils.

It's just that Commander Song is not optimistic about this Nantianmen counteroffensive, and he clearly stated in the telegram that there are currently two support armies of the Japanese army moving to Nantianmen.

Tengchong's support soldiers were stopped by his troops, but it is difficult to say how long he can stop them, Longling, which is closest to Nantianmen, has also sent a force, and it is estimated that it will arrive at the battlefield tomorrow, so this battle is really hard to say.

From the bottom of his heart, Commander Song hoped that he could take down the Nantianmen, but at present, the troops on the east bank have not received the attack order from the supreme commander, and he cannot give the order to attack on the whole front. And some of his troops are even a little disobedient, so the next thing has to be solved by himself.

The central meaning is very simple, when Nantianmen is defeated, he will personally ask for credit for Liao Mingyu, but if he can't fight it, the troops will suffer heavy losses... Then someone will have to come out and take all the responsibility, but he, Chief Song, will never carry this pot, so the reason is self-evident.

After reading this telegram, Liao Mingyu couldn't help but feel a little melancholy, the Japanese action was not unpleasant, and in less than a day, two support troops had been sent one after another, and there were more than 100,000 troops behind him, but no one could help.

There are only two troops on the Nu River that can be mobilized, the Yu Division and the Sichuan Army, and it seems that the progress must be accelerated, otherwise it may really fall short!

"Call Meng and ask them if they have arrived at the designated location." Liao Mingyu said in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

Seeing Liao Mingyu, who was frowning, Fang Jingyao sighed slightly: "Does the regiment commander want to launch a general attack at night?" ”

"What else would you do? The plan can't catch up with the changes, and since the Japanese reinforcements are coming, then let's fight quickly! Liao Mingyu said categorically.

According to the situation, the plan is still relatively smooth at present, and the Japanese army lost at least about 2,500 men after the bloody battle on this day. According to the virtue of the little devil, he will definitely sneak attack at night, and if he spends another day, then when the final general attack comes, Takeuchi will be in a catastrophe.

"I would still suggest that a general offensive be launched at least tomorrow morning, when we can still rely on air support to minimize the difficulty and casualties of the attack, and the artillery can also play a role."

Fang Jingyao thought about it and put forward his suggestion, night battles are not easy for both offensive and defensive sides, and the Sichuan Army does not have much experience in night raids.

Who doesn't know this truth, but now it's just that if it's too late, it will change, in case the people behind you make a ghost and you can't get air support, and there are no friendly troops nearby to help, if the Japanese reinforcements arrive in advance, then the whole battle situation will be passive.

Just when Liao Mingyu was a little hesitant, the guards at the door suddenly ran in and reported: "Regiment Commander, Master Yu sent someone over, please go to their headquarters immediately." ”

"What's the matter? Forget it, Brother Fang, contact all the troops, especially Meng annoys them, and I'll discuss it when I come back. ”

Although Liao Mingyu was a little irritable, he still decided to take a look, if there was no emergency, Yu Xiaoqing would not let him run in person at night.

"Understood." Fang Jingyao nodded and replied.

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