Twilight.

It was nearly six o'clock.

The last moment of light before the black curtain enveloped the world, as Han Feng said, at most there was one more hour, and the sky would be completely dark.

If it is left in the normal, no one should prefer the night to the day, because human beings are always full of fear of the unknown, once the night comes, you can't see your fingers, and when you are in the dark, you will feel that your fate is in the hands of others, and that spontaneous fear will immediately envelop your entire heart.

But at this moment, at least three parties are looking forward to the coming of this dark night at the same time.

Outside the south gate of Linfen, the troops of the New Third Regiment and the Independent Regiment launched a feint attack on the south gate before the night came in accordance with the orders of Han Feng and Li Yunlong.

On the top of the southern gate of Linfen, the supreme commander of the Japanese army, Captain Saburo Tani, had a solemn face, don't look at his previous self-confidence, when he really faced the siege of the Eighth Route Army, especially when he saw so many enemies suddenly rushing out from all directions, the panic in his heart involuntarily grew.

Gu Saburo's idea, the Eighth Route Army is going to launch the final charge before dark, ready to take Linfen in one go.

For the team of the Eighth Route Army, while laughing at their backward equipment and tattered clothes, he had to admire the team's will to fight, and sometimes he even thought about it from another perspective, even under the premise of the environment and identity of the Eighth Route Army, the imperial soldiers may not be able to show more tenacious combat effectiveness than the team of the Eighth Route Army.

Although Tani Sanlang despised the enemy psychologically, he never dared to underestimate his opponent strategically, and this caution of Japanese officers was also uncommon in the entire World War II troops.

The battle began, Han Feng and Li Yunlong divided the entire team into four teams and approached under the south city gate, and the final combat distance between the two sides was about 200 steps.

This is also something that cannot be helped, the range of the Type 38 rifle in the hands of the Japanese army is far farther than the Hanyang-made, old sleeve, and bird gun that most of the Eighth Route Army still holds in their hands, and if the distance is too far, the Eighth Route Army will only be a live target, and it will not pose much threat to the Japanese army on the city wall.

Li Yunlong and Han Feng are not only beaten and do not fight back, so it is naturally impossible to watch this happen, so even if they brave the enemy's artillery fire, they will shorten the combat distance.

For the time being, Saburo Tani did not know the intentions of the enemy, nor did he know what method the people intended to use to attack the city.

Could it be a strong attack?

Gu Saburo always felt that the enemy would not be so stupid, otherwise the more than a dozen county towns around Linfen would not have been broken by this team in just one day.

After all, he couldn't understand the enemy's intentions, and Saburo Tani simply didn't think about it so much, and when the distance between the two sides was less than 200 steps away, he gave the order to open fire with all his might.

All of a sudden, outside the southern gate of Linfen, it became a hell created by modern thermal weapons, under the frantic strafing of the Japanese machine guns and artillery bombardment, in a very short period of time, the casualties spread like a plague in the ranks of the Eighth Route Army.

The Japanese army was on the city wall, condescending, even if it was rifle against rifle, not to mention the superiority of the rifle in the hands of the Japanese army, it also had the upper hand in the terrain.

On the top of the city, the view is wide, the aiming is simple, and the Japanese can hide behind the battlement and pull the bolt after one shot, and then continue to aim and shoot.

The Eighth Route Army, which was besieging the city under the city gate, did not have such conditions, and was exposed to the sight and range of the Japanese army from beginning to end.

In addition, most of the Japanese soldiers were well-trained, and their average shooting level was far above the average shooting level of the Eighth Route Army.

Especially those old devils who have beards and have experienced many battles, their marksmanship is scary with accurate marksmanship, basically one shot at a time.

Not to mention that on the city wall, the devil's grenadier is even more powerful, and the grenade can even be used as a mortar, anyway, the black pressure under the city can blow up three or five if you bomb it casually.

So a wave of charges came down, even if Li Yunlong and Han Fengming knew that this was a feint, the casualties were so large that the two of them trembled in distress.

In just half an hour, when the teams of the New Third Regiment and the Independent Regiment retreated, the battle damage had just been counted, and Li Yunlong and Han Feng's faces were solemn and ugly.

The Independent Regiment and the New Third Regiment each lost a company, and a total of nearly 500 soldiers were sacrificed.

On the other hand, the Japanese army probably suffered some casualties under Li Yunlong's Italian artillery and Han Feng's several mortar grenadiers.

But which one is the most wealthy one, Han Feng or Li Yunlong?

It's all fucking swollen and fat at this time! How dare you squander it like a little devil, the cannonball is cool, and after a while, Yin hurriedly put it away.

Good steel has to be used on the blade, and artillery can't be wasted at this time.

Naturally, from beginning to end, the Eighth Route Army was pressed and beaten by the Japanese troops on the city gate.

Li Yunlong scolded angrily: "Damn, these dogs, when Lao Tzu breaks through the city gate, I have to chop off the heads raised by this group of bitches to comfort our sacrificed brothers." ”

Han Feng said: "Old leader, the devil's firepower is still beyond our imagination, it seems that even if it is a feint, the distance must be further reduced."

Finally, this feint has set up cover for our civil work, and when the little devil sees the situation outside the city through the binoculars, it is estimated that he will not be able to sit still.

You said, if you were a devil officer in the city, and you saw that the Eighth Route Army outside the city was digging in the direction of the city gate by means of earthwork, what would you think they had in mind? ”

Li Yunlong thought for a while and said, "That Lao Tzu must have thought that they wanted to shorten the charging distance and then attack the city."

Speaking of which, if we really use this method, the action will be slower, although the effect will not be too good, it can always play a role, at least it can provide a lot of cover for our feints later, and the casualties will not be so large. ”

Han Feng said: "What the old head said is good, let's come and go, the little devil is completely stunned, and when we continue to feint and harass through the trench excavated by the earthwork, the little devil's nerves are highly tense, and he must be exhausted, and at 12 o'clock tonight, once he falls asleep, unless we expose ourselves with gunshots, the little devil will not notice." ”

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Above the city gate, Saburo Tani immediately saw through the telescope that the place five hundred steps away from the city gate was dusty.

From such a distance, he noticed that the moats had been dug out and were winding in the direction of the south gate.

Gu Saburo was taken aback, just as Li Yunlong expected, the first thought that came to his mind was that this Tubalu army was going to use earthwork to approach the city gate, and then take the opportunity to attack the city.

Of course, Saburo Tani didn't want to sit still, but from such a distance, all of these dirt roads were digging with their waists, and the sky was getting darker and darker, even an old devil with accurate marksmanship didn't want to hit the target.

As for bombing with grenadiers, it won't have much effect, and these cunning dirt roads are obviously taking into account the possibility of the Japanese bombing with grenadiers, so they deliberately dig in a winding way.

In this case, not to mention that it was difficult for the Japanese artillery shells to accurately shoot into the trench that was only about one meter wide 500 steps away, even if the shells fell into it, there was an obstacle from the bend of the local tyrants, and the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army hiding inside would not be too harmed.

So Yamagu Saburo could only watch in anxiety as the troops of the Eighth Route Army continued to dig and advance, moving closer to the location of the city gate.

A little uneasy, Saburo Tani hurriedly called a professional scout to visually check the progress of the Eighth Route Army's earthwork work.

The scout said: "Captain, there are many people in Tubalu, but the tools for digging are simple, and the excavation speed is very slow, according to their speed, even if it is dawn tomorrow, their farthest local tyrant is still about 300 steps away from our city gate." ”

300 steps!

Saburo Tani breathed a sigh of relief, this distance was still within the controllable range.

As for tonight, he didn't want to make a big move, so he sent sentries to keep an eye on every move of the Eighth Route Army, and waited until dawn tomorrow, when the reinforcements were one step closer, and he would stick to the city gate.

And now, he only hopes that the sky can get dark sooner, after dark, affected by the sky, the speed of excavation is slower, and he can delay time in this way without cost, and Saburo Tani is still very happy.

Therefore, inside the south city gate, the Japanese army is one of the parties who hope that this dark night can come sooner.