Hearing the autumn wind raising the flag, thousands of reeds flying.

At the mouth of the Yellow River in late autumn, the full ears of reeds turn from light purple to pink white, and the milky white ears of reeds sway in the morning light, just like flocks of sheep, spreading the sky.

Until the reeds are in full bloom, there are fluffy, white-flowered patches everywhere. The reeds that rise with the wind are floating leisurely in the sky, overwhelming, dazzling and shaking - the leaves are vast, the white dew is frost, and the so-called Yiren are on the water side.

A gust of autumn wind blows, look at the lake, a river, a piece of reeds, surging like waves, the white flowers of the reeds move with the wind, fluttering up in the air leisurely, just like the snow flying in the air, the sky is white, the water is white, the ground is white......

The white reeds are swaying in the autumn sun, the white of the sky is transformed into five colors through the light and shadow, with the breeze blowing, the snowflakes are like the wind, the sky is fluttering, just like Qionglou Yaotai, it is a fairyland, more like a dream.

In this white and psychedelic world, the organs and logistics stations of the Eighth Route Army Military Region are quietly hidden.

In the first battle of Huangcaopopo, the Eighth Route Army led by Yang Guofu suffered considerable losses, and the military region and troops had to temporarily move to the hinterland of the Yellow River estuary and dived into the deepest part of the reed river beach.

On this day, the intelligence officers in charge of the investigation in Zhanhua and Lijin came to report at the same time: The commander of the Japanese army, Shichuan Dazuo, entangled with the puppet Wuding Dao Yin Liu Jingyao, the traitor Liu Peichen and others, and concentrated about 6,000 Japanese puppet troops in Huimin, Binxian, Weixian, Putai and other counties, and "swept away" to Lijin and Zhanhua in northern Lubei by two routes. The enemy on the western route advanced from the stronghold of Fuguo to Yihezhuang, and the enemy on the eastern route attacked from Yanwo to Luojia Town, in a vain attempt to encroach on the anti-Japanese base areas in Lijin, Zhanhua and the Yellow River estuary area again.

Forced by the situation, Commander Yang Guofu quickly made arrangements: he drew up a strategy of attacking the western road first, then the eastern road, first attacking the puppet army, and then fighting the devils, luring the enemy into depth, and working together to encircle and annihilate him.

On the evening of half a month later, the puppet army of the West Road, which had been running for a day, had just set up camp in Xujiaba, Zhanhua, preparing to bury the pot and make rice. After marching non-stop for several days, the puppet soldiers were like mud monkeys, complaining and complaining vigorously. Finally, when I looked forward to camping, I immediately threw away my gun, untied my leggings, took off my shoes, and sat on the ground in a group of three or five, in a group of seven or eight. The thin strip puppet army on the side gasped for breath and cursed at the same time:

"His grandmother's, the little devil doesn't treat us as human beings, and the livestock have to be fed! didn't let people have a good meal, and they were desperately urging and urging. Grandma Xiong, in such a hurry, is it because he is in a hurry to be reincarnated? ……”

Patronizing and muttering, he didn't see the puppet army captain walking behind, and he didn't hurriedly shrink his neck and stop talking until he was hit by two feet. The captain of the squad here, crossed the pig's waist, grinned and stumbled:

"Damn...... Attention! Pay attention to military ...... Military discipline! Who's fucking messing up again...... Nonsense, guns—"

Before he could shout "kill", he saw a whirlwind suddenly swirling around the camp, and a fast horse had already rushed to the front of him...... Immediately, in the midst of the dust, there were suddenly swords shining with cold light and rows of horses galloping towards them......

The horse team went back and forth, and the puppet army on the ground had not even had time to fire a single shot, most of them had already been cut down, and those who survived quickly raised their hands and became prisoners.

Fu Ruiwu then ordered: According to the predetermined plan, some soldiers of the Eighth Route Army immediately changed into the clothes of the puppet army, and together with the captured puppet army, they hurriedly ran to the devil barracks in the distance to report the deception of the enemy; On the position behind him, a part of the soldiers were arranged to block and lure the enemy head-on, and the rest of the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army quickly lay in ambush on both flanks, waiting for the opportunity to outflank and encircle and annihilate the enemy.

As soon as he heard the gunfire of the puppet army station here, the devils in the distance knew that it was not good, so they quickly assembled, and encountered the puppet army fleeing in a panic on the way, and the devil commander was even more furious. With a wild scream, the Japanese puppet army who quickly commanded the brigade came over with great momentum.

The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, who were dressed in puppet army uniforms and mixed in the devil team, ran and ran slowly and deliberately fell behind. Seeing that the enemy in front of him entered the ambush circle, the eight roads behind took advantage of the chaos to quietly raise the muzzle of the gun, and several gunshots rang out one after another, and several commanders on horseback in the middle of the devils suddenly dismounted, and the devil team was in chaos in an instant.

Then the charge horn sounded loudly, the troops in front of the lured enemy reflexively killed back, and the cavalry and soldiers who were ambushed on both sides also rushed out quickly, and for a time the guns and cannons rang out, the swords and swords shadowed, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

The soldiers were brave and fearless, rushing back and forth, and the more they fought, the more courageous they became. The besieged Japanese puppet army saw that the commander was injured and fell from his horse, his life and death were unknown, and he was under siege, and he had no intention of fighting, so he fought and retreated, and it didn't take long for him to flee under the cover of night.

Soon the battle ended, but I didn't expect that the battle of the Western Road raid would annihilate more than 1,000 Japanese puppet troops in one fell swoop - the morale of the commanders and fighters of the Eighth Route Army was high, and they continued to wave their divisions to the east.