Indeed, from the time the tanks protected the bulldozer attack, the people in these potholes have always cowered in the potholes. At first, grenades could be seen thrown incessantly, but who knows from which pit.

When it was dawn, there were no grenades thrown in those potholes, and everyone thought that the people hiding in the front row of the pits had already died, but who would have thought that they would stand up one by one with a bamboo tube.

The soldiers who had just stood up from the pit were also stunned for a moment, and the Japanese searchlights were extinguished at some point. And the huge, oppressive tank is just around the corner.

"Whew...... Phew"

It was not much, only equipped with something called bazooka for the company platoon commander, and the rocket eggs they fired were flying towards the Japanese tanks with tongues of fire.

The soldier standing in the lone pit subconsciously wanted to retract into the pit, but then remembered that his blaster had not been thrown yet. He pulled the firing rope and threw the blaster at the Japanese tank.

Then, as soon as his legs weakened, the man fell back into the lone pit with the sound of the rocket and egg exploding.

As the tanks in the front row were attacked by rockets and blasters, the tanks, which instantly released huge amounts of heat, burst into flames in front of the individual potholes.

"Grenades, grenades for Lao Tzu to throw."

The huge earthquake shook the birds on Niushou Mountain, and the sound of fluttering into the sky resounded throughout the battlefield. The soldier, who had just retreated into the pit, hurriedly picked up a grenade.

I didn't have time to think about why I threw a grenade. Anyway, when I heard the order of the "Four Elements Demon King", it was right to do it.

Almost instantly, hundreds of clay porcelain grenades were thrown directly by hand or thrown far away by the sling.

At this time, the Japanese infantrymen, who were still crouching in the ground and squirming forward, thinking of charging immediately, looked at the grenades falling on their heads, and let out a sharp cry one by one.

This, this is really a very excessive thing. The first line of attack is no more than a thousand-strong brigade, but the grenades that can be thrown over are afraid of several thousand.

The sky gradually brightened, but the Japanese never imagined that the tide of the battle would be reversed in an instant.

The tanks, which were lined up in close formation to cover the bulldozers, suddenly came under heavy attack, and one blaster after another exploded around the tank. Don't look at the Type 89 tank weighing more than a dozen tons, but under a few kilograms of explosives, it was still blown up and almost jumped.

The most dangerous thing in particular was that it was too close, too close, less than ten meters away from the individual potholes in the first row. The most unexpected thing is that in the pit where there has been no movement for nearly two hours, someone will actually come out to risk death to attack.

"Sir, our armored company is in place."

"Principal Zhang, our cavalry regiment is in place."

This is what Zhang Sixing has been waiting for, and the main force of the mobile force in his hands is in place.

His philosophy is simple: defense without offense is not good defensive warfare. If you don't create opportunities for active offense in passive defense, you're not a good commander.

"Your task is to launch a counterattack against the devils from the flanks after I give the order, and annihilate all the devils' troops outside the Qingliang Gate. Before that, the teaching team would try to blow up all the devil's tanks. ”

At this moment, Zhao Huzhen of the armored company and Wang Hanqing, the cavalry regiment of the 1st Brigade of the Teaching Team, all arrived in the mountains and forests on the east side of Niushou Mountain to hide and wait. To the former's delight, his armoured company was replenished here with tanks and armoured vehicles, up to twelve tanks and ten armoured vehicles.

So, while the Japanese infantry was lamenting, suddenly the sound of engines came from the flanks of the battle line, and even the sound of horses' hooves like thunder.

Moments before the grenade exploded, the Japanese soldier lying on the ground turned his face sideways. An armored torrent of tanks and armored vehicles, accompanied by horses, launched a charge against the infantry outside the city.

Japan, crouching underground, thought:

Of course, it has nothing to do with us, unless we can survive the blow of these thousands of grenades, and there are still people who survive.

Yes, to survive the explosion of a few grenades, and to survive from the bayonets of the Chinese army that had already begun to charge ahead, then they would have a chance to think about how to deal with those who were rushing over.

In fact, neither they, the few infantry wings behind them, nor even the men on the city walls, did not have to think about how to resist the attack.

Because the artillery on Niushou Mountain opened fire, it was the artillery captured by Zhang Sixing from the Japanese 114th Division and the 3rd Division. It is no exaggeration to say that at this moment, there are more artillery pieces in Zhang Sixing's hands than the Japanese Sixth Division in front of him.

The infantry of the Japanese Sixth Division looked in horror at the thousands of cavalry, tanks, and counter-charges that were rushing towards them. For a while, almost everyone had a sense of time and space.

We, our Imperial Japan, are the attackers, okay?

We have artillery fire and air superiority, okay?

Shouldn't the use of tanks and armored vehicles against infantry be the means of our Imperial Japanese Army!

"Shooting ......"

It has to be said that the Japanese infantry was still tenacious. Especially when they found out that it was the Fruit army troops wearing M35 steel helmets charging at them, the original shock was quickly replaced by a strong fighting spirit.

Soon the Japanese infantry formed a firing line, shooting rows of bullets at the onrushing cavalry in the face of the ammunition and shells thrown by the onrushing tanks.

The battle was fierce almost instantly, and the cavalry regiment of the training team followed behind the tanks, but some of the cavalry were still dropped from their horses by bullets fired by the Japanese.

The bullets fired back by the cavalry and the machine guns on the tanks and armored vehicles knocked a platoon of Japanese soldiers who were firing to the ground.

At this moment, cannonballs fired from Niushou Mountain landed on the Japanese infantry outside the city, as well as on the dilapidated walls of Jinling City.

Although when facing the Guo army, the Japanese did not have the fear of being quickly slaughtered by him when facing the subordinates of the "Four Elements Demon King". But when the infantry is faced with a three-sided attack, there are really few ways to deal with it.

At most, there were only a few 70-millimeter Type 92 infantry guns, firing a few shells at tanks and cavalry.

But for Zhang Sixing, who robbed the artillery of the 114th Division and the 3rd Division, the power of these infantry guns was really not enough.

With only one salvo, hundreds of shells fell on the infantry wing of the Japanese 6th Division.

At this time, the infantry wing near the city gate withdrew to the city according to Gu Shoufu's order, but the small city gate could not accommodate thousands of people to squeeze together.

The retreating infantry soon squeezed the city gate so tightly that it was impossible to pass through.

Zhang Sixing still asked the artillery to come to the city gate with three "rapid fires" before clearing a small area for the retreating infantry of the Japanese Sixth Division, but it was immediately blocked by the influx.

It was not that the scattered Japanese infantry were not afraid of shells, and now they had to flee into the city to avoid the blows of tanks and cavalry.

The infantry running in front were killed and wounded under the shell bombardment, and in the infantry group outside the city, at this time, a herd of war horses was rushing in.

The saber was raised, the blade flashed, and blood splattered......