When the cavalry attacked like a sea of mountains, and at the last moment of the destruction of the Eighth Division, the signal corps still sent the last telegram of the Eighth Division to the Kwantung Army Headquarters with great dedication.

"The enemy cavalry is coming, and the whole division and regiment are from His Excellency the Chief of Staff of the Valley Department down, and the whole army is shattered." The message made Muto Nobuyoshi, who was called out of bed, stunned.

The war was over, and although the Eighth Division was defeated and lost, the strategy of the empire was still successfully completed, the whole province of Rehe was taken, and the northern gate of China was opened, although the dream of being promoted to marshal had been shattered, but the position of commander of the Kwantung Army was quite secure.

But now, it's all over.

The consequences of the total annihilation of a division and regiment are far beyond what a single army general can bear, and the best result is nothing more than a dismal resignation and withdrawal from the military circles.

Cavalry attack? In the whole of northern China, except for the remnants of Ma Zhanshan who were driven back to the north of Rehe, what cavalry can there be?

But why not? Even if the Eighth Division was already weak, how could 7,000 capable soldiers be defeated by no more than 2,000 cavalry? Muto Nobuyoshi just wanted to break his head, and he couldn't figure out how Terube Tanibe brought a division with strong combat effectiveness to the end of the annihilation of the whole army.

"Telegraphed the Sixth Division, ordering the whole army to march north, find the group of Chinese ground rats, and kill them." Muto Nobuyoshi sat down in his chair and issued a military order that he himself had no confidence in.

Rehe is mountainous, and as soon as a few thousand Chinese drill into the mountains, it is more difficult than climbing to the sky if tens of thousands of Japanese troops want to find their traces, unless these tens of thousands of troops are stationed in Rehe, and it is possible to find thousands of Chinese by exchanging time for space.

After all, it's human beings, and they all have to eat.

Not long after receiving the telegram from the headquarters, Masaemon Sakamoto, who was shocked, ordered the whole army to speed up and rush to the position of the Eighth Division, he received a telegram in the name of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army.

Sakamoto Masaemon was depressed and almost vomited blood, and at the same time, he could only order two wings to escort the division and regiment field hospital to carry enough medicine to increase the speed of the march again, although the lives of nearly 5,000 wounded are not so important in the eyes of His Excellency the lieutenant general, but if a large number of wounded died due to poor rescue, this pot, he, the lieutenant general, did not want to carry.

He didn't believe that the damned Chinese would be so kind and shitty humanitarian, and His Excellency Lieutenant General Sakamoto instinctively felt that a conspiracy was coming as if it were him.

However, even though he had already scolded the stupid Tanibe Terubei who had buried the lives of nearly 20,000 imperial warriors countless times in his heart, Sakamoto Masaemon still had to hurry up to save the scene.

However, knowing that the remnants of Deng Wen still possessed the strength to destroy the Eighth Division, Sakamoto Masaemon ordered the advance troops to increase the speed of the march, but he was still vigilant enough that he could not bury the lives of the precious Imperial warriors again for the sake of a group of dead and dying fellows.

In this battle of the Great Wall, the statistics of the battle losses of the Chinese side have come out, 16,000 people killed and more than 20,000 wounded, but what about the Kwantung Army?

Sakamoto Masaemon didn't dare to do arithmetic by heart at all, not that Comrade Sakamoto failed arithmetic in elementary school, but that number, just thinking about it, made my whole body cold.

The full strength of the 8th Division, two brigades, plus artillery, baggage, medical and nursing personnel, is close to 25,000 people, plus the Lushun Heavy Artillery Brigade, which has already been determined to be wiped out, and the 1st Brigade of the Kwantung Army, what makes His Excellency Lieutenant General Masaemon Sakamoto want to cry is that I am afraid that the 14th Brigade under his command will have to be added.

The Eighth Division fought a super defeat, and even lost more than 6,000 people in his Sixth Division, who will settle this account? Are you looking for Nishiyichi? Or do you want to look for Tanibe to take a double? I'm afraid you don't have to look for it.

Judging from the current situation, the top and bottom of the Eighth Division should be dead! Even if they live, their final outcome may only be to apologize to His Majesty the Emperor, and there is no second way to go.

As for Li Shoushan's Mukden Independent Brigade, Sakamoto Masaemon did not intend to count those guys in casualties at all, and no matter how dog-legged Chinese they are, they are still Chinese.

The puppet army is probably the saddest part of the people in this war, others, even if they die in battle, can still make up a number to some extent, but they don't even have the qualifications to count.

It was already late at night when Sakamoto Masaemon's vanguard troops arrived at the battlefield with doctors and wounded medicine for a full fifteen hours, and then they lit torches to collect the bodies of the dead and waited for the arrival of the rear army.

As for helping the wounded or something, it really doesn't take too many people. The cold winter nights in the north helped them save almost all the medicine for their injuries, and the doctor brought more with them.

When Masaemon Sakamoto arrived, it was already dawn the next day, and in the faint light of the sky, there were rows of Japanese corpses in front of him that were frozen hard as if they had just been moved out of the freezer, and the body of Terube Tanibe had been found, if it weren't for the shining general on his shoulder, no one knew which body that had been trampled into a strange shape belonged to His Excellency the Chief of Staff of the Eighth Division.

The body of Lieutenant General Xiyi Yi is very easy to find, he is in the field hospital, and the Chinese probably do not know that the man lying in the field tent wearing a hospital gown is the former supreme commander of the Eighth Division, and there is no blade at all, that is, he is placed in the wilderness like ordinary Japanese wounded.

In other words, even if the Chinese knew, this outcome would not change much. The lieutenant general of the Imperial Japanese Army, who did not wear any lieutenant general badge, just like all ordinary Japanese officers and soldiers, bathed in the cold wind of April in northern China in the way of summer, and swallowed his last breath.

By the time the vanguard of the 6th Division found him among the thousands of wounded Japanese soldiers, he was already frozen hard.

Damn the Chinese, what else is said in the spirit of humanitarianism. But do you know how cold April is in northern China? At night, the temperature can even drop below freezing. Not to mention staying in the wilderness, even hiding in a tent, you have to wear a military coat, okay?

However, the Chinese not only looted the tents, but also put them in a cool posture in the summer. It was really sad, not only sad, but also cold.

Thousands of Japanese soldiers were wounded and not killed by Chinese, but the ending was 。。。。。。

Sakamoto Masaemon stared at the "Body Expo" of Imperial Warriors the size of a baseball field, and his heart was filled not only with anger, but also with sadness.

According to statistics, the warriors of the Great Japanese Empire who died here were 10,600 from the commander of the 1st Division of the Western Empire, and according to the previous communication with the 8th Division, when they were stationed here, they still had more than 12,000 close to 13,000 troops, but now, 80 percent of them were killed on the spot, and 20 percent were missing.

When did the Great Japanese Empire suffer such a crushing defeat? This is the first time in the history of the empire's military establishment!

It was only at this moment that Sakamoto Masayemon remembered what the Chinese rebels meant by the words in the telegram.

It turns out that they not only lack medicine, but also lack clothes!

Indeed, the Japanese-style military coat is not only light but also has an excellent warmth effect, and even the cotton clothes worn by ordinary Japanese soldiers are much stronger than the rotten cotton jackets of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army.

The middle-level cadres of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army, including Li Jieba, who had been promoted to deputy battalion commander after the war, almost all of them carried a dark green army coat and a piece on their backs, truly realizing the life of a local tyrant who had to drink a cup of soy milk for breakfast.

If you don't look closer, people who don't know will think that the group of people shuttling in the mountains and mountains is a wing of Japanese soldiers!