All the ambush troops retreated one kilometer away and waited for the command headquarters' order. The Fifth Regiment that I was worried about before did nothing, which made Lei Yizhen relieved. It was the best to rely on the old troops, but in this case, the troops were probably insufficient. After all, there were 7,000 people in this brigade, and only half of them were three or four thousand. The most important thing was the time limit. Although the battle of Sanjian Ba ​​made everyone realize that the Japanese were just a ruh, it was necessary to strengthen the troops if they had to eat thousands of people in a short time. After all, behind the 8th Brigade was the Eighth Division. Is Misichenko's cavalry army able to stop it? That's another matter.

In the early morning, the snow had stopped all night, and the wind seemed to have slowed down a lot. The Japanese vanguard Lieutenant Jiro Kawamura rode his horse and took his squadron to pass through the snow-covered wasteland. He had just run on the ground for a while, so his legs were still hot. "So hungry!" Jiro Kawamura said to himself. He had dinner before the departure yesterday, but the rice balls he prepared were frozen, and even the command knife could not be cut, so that he had not eaten yet. He rode around the horse and looked around, but what he was looking for was not the enemy, but the village. What he wanted most now was to eat a bite of hot rice and a sip of hot water. However, he could not see the village around him, but the white snowfield.

Unlike Lieutenant Kawamura's east and west, Lieutenant Notsu Buye is strictly performing his mission, but he is very confused about his current geographical location. The vastness of Manchuria is beyond his imagination. He likes to ask where this place is and where it is. He now asks Lieutenant Kawamura again, "Grand, where are we now? How far are we from Heigou Platform? You can't be lost."

Lieutenant Kawamura was hungry and was still concerned about where he was. He scolded, "Made, remember that we are outposts and only look for enemies. We don't need to know where this place is. The commander of the brigade will make a decision."

Song Gouwa listened to the words of several Eastern people from far to near, and then from near to far. At the same time, people walked on the snow and creaked slowly, but he still shrank under the white cloth and did not dare to move. He knew that the Japanese had not gone far. After a while, his ears pressed against the ground could no longer hear the sound. He lifted the white cloth, counted the number of Japanese soldiers in the telescope, and ran to the scheduled assembly point. When he went, the other people at the post had arrived. He was the eighth one, and the lieutenant guarding the ground asked. "Has it passed? How many people are there?"

Song Gouwa said, "Report, I counted it, there are more than 220 people, and there are five people riding horses."

Seeing that the number of people was right, the lieutenant immediately said to the communication soldier beside him, "Send a report immediately. The enemy's quiver has passed and you can enter the position." The soldiers next to him immediately took the order out, and a radio wave flew towards the other side of the mountain.

At the ancient city gathering place, Lei Yizhen was sitting in front of the map, waiting for the telegram ahead. What he expected was that the snow yesterday was heavy enough, and it would be better to bury all the excavated fortifications. While he was waiting, a report sounded outside the camp: "Report to the brigade commander. The front line has sent a report, and the Japanese army's sentry has passed safely."

Lei Yizhen snatched the telegram from the communications soldiers in three steps and two steps. After reading it urgently, he immediately said: "Hurry up, order the troops to set off immediately and march quickly! Don't care about the baggage, hurry up!"

Everything was arranged last night, and the soldiers were already dressed in neat clothes in the camp. When the whistle sounded, everyone came out. Before the troops gathered, the company commander and platoon leader shouted: "Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!" The soldiers ran to the assembly point in a hurry, and after gathering, they began to march quickly under the urging of "Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!" The military situation was like fire, and teams rushed to the ambush point.

When the ambush troops marched to the ambush site, the Eighth Brigade, who had walked overnight, was almost here. Although the troops had been resting for half an hour, half an hour was only enough for the kitchen team to boil the snow instead of boiling it, so each soldier could only drink a glass of half-warm and half-cool water. Despite this, the brigade commander Okami Masami was still very dissatisfied. He believed that the current soldiers were much worse than before. If they were former soldiers, they would have arrived at Heigou Platform long ago instead of being delayed here.

The Eighth Brigade was tired, while the Independence Army soldiers staring at them were all hot. They marched in a hurry just now, but everyone's sweat ran out. Fortunately, the cotton underwear emitted by the troops was very absorbent and did not freeze, but many people were covered in white smoke - the heat on their bodies was atomized and frozen as soon as they came out. Lei Yizhen lay on the hillside, looking at the Japanese army below the ravine with a gauze. They lined up in four columns, and marched very quickly and stopped observing the situation on both sides. He searched from beginning to end but did not see machine guns and cannons. Could it be that the reserve brigade did not have these things? He wanted to seize some machine guns or something before.

When Lei Yizhen was thinking about it, Bei Shoutong pushed him, "It's almost done, let's start!"

Lei Yizhen nodded and turned to the communication soldier beside him and said, "Check the artillery battalion and order the artillery fire!"

The sound of the mortar bore out of the borehole and the breech gun "bang, bang, bang..." sounded at the same time, but because the mortar position was even higher, the shells fell on the Japanese army's heads like raindrops before the breech gun flew over. In the explosion of the "bang, bang, bang...", the neat march line was suddenly in chaos, and after that, the late breech gun flew over, and after the ground was touched, the Japanese army in the valley made a more violent explosion.

When the first explosion sounded, he fell down, but the marching queues were too dense, and there were extremely many artillery at the entrance of the pocket array, so even if he lay on the ground, many soldiers were still blown off their limbs or simply fired up by artillery fire. The machine guns also started to fire the Japanese troops suppressed by artillery fire on the ground, while the snipers began to look for valuable targets in the mirror, and then cleared them one by one.

The sudden strike of the ambush troops caused the sleepwalking Japanese troops to wake up suddenly, and their potential was stimulated again, shooting at both sides of the hill without any purpose, but their shooting was a more intense counterattack. The troops at the entrance of the pocket array were Major Taro Yamaguchi. He was named and cleared by artillery fire at the beginning of the ambush. When the squadron leader Kawayuan was about to organize a counterattack, a hole was punched in his head, but soon Lieutenant Anda came out again. He lay behind a dead horse and spoke to the soldiers lying in the depression behind him, "Storm up the hill over there, and rush up the hill over there..."

Seeing the soldiers behind seemed to calm down from their previous horror, Second Lieutenant Anda suddenly stood up from the ground, then pulled out his command knife. He shouted with all his strength, "Kill me!" The soldiers next to him were also infected by his courage, and got up from the ground one by one, and headed towards the direction pointed by the Second Lieutenant's command knife.

I have to say that Second Lieutenant Anda was very lucky. Since he was not damaged by the bullets flying around, the sniper seemed to have forgotten to take care of this direction and asked him to organize a slightly decent attack. With the advance of Second Lieutenant Anda's troops, more Japanese troops stood up from the ground and rushed towards the hills on the north side.

The machine gunner Tao Changgui was shaking the machine gun, and his body was shaking with the machine gun. Under his control, the Danish machine gun roared like a leopard. He spitted out the bullets, and tried his best to control the trembling gun body, trying to accurately spread the bullets to a crowded place. When he was about to get excited, his deputy next to him patted his left shoulder, so he turned to the left. Seeing so many Japanese troops rushing over quickly, he excitedly put the machine gun down.

He spitted into his hand, then rubbed his hands, and then picked the speed of the machine gun faster. Finally, he lifted the tail of the gun and pulled the trigger to shoot at the Japanese army rushing. While the machine gun roared, he also roared, "Come on! Japanese, come on! Japanese!" Among the flying bullets, Japanese troops fell backwards like cutting wheat, and then more Japanese troops rushed towards him, and then the wheat fell down again. Finally, all the wheat fell down, and the machine gun roared down.

As the smoke of gunfire spread, the gunshots seemed to rush down, and the Japanese lying in the ravine over there seemed to be all dead. The battalion commander Peng Qingpeng, who was in charge of this section, shouted to the pictorial officer, "It's almost done, let's blow the trumpet!"

The loud military horn sounded, and the soldiers lying on the hills rushed down with bayonets. The grenades held at about sixty or seventy meters also threw them over. Seeing the enemy on the hills rushing down fiercely, the Japanese troops who were lying on the ground pretending to be dead had to climb up from the ground and put the bayonets on, waiting to fight to the death with the enemy. However, before the enemy arrived, countless grenades flew over, and "bang, bang..." The explosion also saw many Japanese men going to see Amaterasu.

After this round of grenades, the Second Battalion without a shotgun began a fierce hand-to-hand combat. The soldiers practiced Xinyou sword technique for several months and finally got a place to use it. A Japanese army was pierced by a bayonet in the sound of "left" or "right". Zhu Damao had just assassinated a Japanese soldier. Before the pleasure of killing for the first time had subsided, when he pulled the bayonet, a bayonet stabbed from the side and penetrated his left waist. In the severe pain, Zhu Damao threw away his gun.

He wanted to grab the other party's bayonet with both hands, but the other party was obviously a veteran assassination player. He pulled the blade back before the bottom. Zhu Damao only grabbed the tip of a knife, and then his fingers were wiped off by the other party's bayonet. The severe pain of the double trauma made him kneel down, causing the Japanese to sting the second stab to empty. Looking at the feet in front, Zhu Damao had no idea where he got the strength forward and rushed to the Japanese, and then pinched and bittened him to fight with the Japanese in the snow.

Hand-to-hand combat is always strange and tragic, but it is obvious that the independent army, which has improved bayonet skills and is tall, has an absolute advantage. After the last Japanese soldier was stabbed by several bayonets at the same time, the battlefield was covered with blood red, with strange-shaped corpses everywhere, and screams were shrill in his ears. After the fierce confrontation, the rescue team rushed up. Qian Erya, the female guard, ran in front. Although she had small feet, she ran very fast. Now she did not look for death in Kuandian County at all. She was even very calm about the dead body. As long as she saw the gray military uniform lying on the ground, she would shake it to see if there was any movement. If she was still angry, she would immediately yell, and tied bandages to the wounded to stop bleeding, while calling the stretcher team, "Here, here...and there, there..."

Battalion Commander Peng Qingpeng looked at the corpses everywhere and cursed, "Fuck!" Although the Japanese army's tactics were outdated, they were extremely hard-working and were not as easy as Zhang Changguo said. In this battle, he probably would lose a company. "Fuck!" He couldn't help but curse again.

This is the correspondent next to him reminded, "Battery Commander, it's time for us to report to the headquarters."

Peng Qingpeng couldn't fight at all and said, "Send it. He also reminded other troops that the enemy is very hard and it is not advisable to fight hand-to-hand combat too early."

When Lei Yizhen started shelling, the brigade commander Okami Masami immediately realized that he had been ambushed by the enemy, and he was still in the ambush circle. He immediately ordered the troops to defend on the spot and tried to capture the heights on both sides of the ravine. At the same time, he rushed out to send troops to contact various departments to organize a breakthrough.

However, the assault on the high ground on both sides of the ravine was very unsuccessful. The Independent Army knew very well this land and the high ground that should be occupied had been occupied. Okami Masami's several assaults were smashed by machine guns arranged on the high ground. Seeing that there was no hope of assault, he could only lead the defenders to wait for assistance. At this time, the news brought by the messenger made him even more frustrated. His side seemed to have been divided and surrounded by the enemy. The messenger sent just now could not break out at all.

At this moment, he seemed to be ten years older, but he still wanted to hold on to the rescue of the 8th Division. "Stand by, hold on. The enemy cannot destroy us, and the Hirosaki Division is behind us." He nagged repeatedly, comforting others and himself.

The letters with pockets tightly tied around him reached Yang Rui's headquarters. He couldn't help but jump up. There was never a situation! A brigade, wrong, most of the brigade was about to be eaten in his own encirclement, this... this... at this moment he couldn't describe his feelings. He seemed to feel like he was on the battlefield of the Anti-Japanese War.

Yang Rui's strange behavior surprised Madlitov. He couldn't help but ask Leo, "What's wrong with him?"

Leo also didn't understand why Yang Rui was so mentally ill. When he surrounded Madlitov's troops, he was very calm. Although it was strange, he could not tell Colonel Madlitov the real situation, otherwise the secret of the radio and telegraph would be known by the Russians.

"He. He probably ate the wrong thing in the morning, maybe his stomach hurts," Leo explained lamely.

"Really? Why am I okay?" asked Madlitov. "Wang, are you feeling uncomfortable in your stomach?"

"Yes, yes!" Yang Rui had no choice but to smile bitterly, then ran outside with his stomach in his arms, and had to digest this information outside before he could reply to calm down.

Running outside the camp, Yang Rui opened the report he had not finished reading: "Tele to Yang, Lei: The Eighth Brigade has been besieged and divided into four sections. According to the search, the surrounded people were most of the enemy's Fifth Regiment and the 17th Regiment, and there were more than 3,800 people. Each division point and at the entrance of the gates fought fiercely with the Japanese army. The Japanese army's tactics were outdated. However, the will to resist was very strong, and our army suffered great losses. It is expected that the general attack of the Japanese army was besieged in two hours. Lei, Bei."

Yang Rui repeatedly read the information several times, and finally calmed down and thought that the 5th and 17th Regiments were surrounded. That is to say, the 42nd Regiment was outside the ambush circle, and where was Misichenko's cavalry army? Xiang Xiang wanted to lead him in time. These two thousand people were his food, but it was in plain areas, and the cavalry rushed to the scene was invincible.

On the snowy field in the northeast, Xiang Xiang rode the newly captured France and led the cavalry team to the front. Misichenko followed him immediately. He had no idea where this place was. But when he thought that there were more than two thousand exhausted Japanese troops waiting for his cavalry to clean up on the plain not far away, he couldn't help but get excited. The last time he attacked the Japanese rear was very failed, and he had no results in his ability to show off. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but remember that the fool Svalov came. It was so stupid. When the train arrived, he didn't know that the explosive train was still shooting against the Japanese army inside the train. It was so stupid.

While Misichenko was thinking, Xiang Xiang had already stopped and determined his direction again. Misichenko asked, "How far is we still able to reach the battlefield?"

Xiang Xiang in front smiled and said, "God General, we have arrived. Look at the black smoke over there, it's a battlefield."

When Misichenko heard this, he picked up the telescope and looked at the direction Xiang Xiang pointed. Finally, he saw what he said was the smoke. There was a hill on the hill. Countless soldiers were guarding the hill. The rifles on it kept spewing out flames to fight the attack under the hill. There were dense Japanese troops below the hill. Yes, it was completely Japanese. Misichenko recognized the yellow military coats worn by these people. He even looked at the circle of yellow on the round cloth hats.

After looking carefully several times, Lieutenant General Misichenko put away his telescope and said to the adjutant beside him, "There are not many Japanese, only about two thousand people. This attack will allow Abramov to attack first. Last time he performed the best, Samsonov put it in the end."

The orders of the lieutenant general were passed down quickly, and the cavalry of each unit gathered in combat formations. They lined up in a wide array, with two rows of cavalry in front and spears behind. The cavalry of a division was divided into dozens of columns according to the company, and they slowly advanced northward to save horsepower. After the cavalry of this division, the cavalry of a division was also gathered in this way. They followed the cavalry in front to conduct a second attack.

Xiang Xiang looked at the Russian horse team, and couldn't help but be infected by the atmosphere of galloping on the battlefield, shouting behind him, "We'll rush up and kill you too! Do you dare?"
Chapter completed!