"Division commander, telegram from the headquarters, Brother Liao said that it will take at least a day for the artillery brigade to reach the battlefield!"

Liao Jundong has given a death order to the artillery brigade, asking them to rush to Jingcheng as quickly as possible to support the operation of Ma Wanzhong's division, but almost all the surrounding areas of Taihang Mountain are mountain roads, and the guys of the artillery brigade are dead and heavy, although the artillery brigade has some cars, but some mountain roads still need to be carried by soldiers with shoulders and livestock to be able to cross.

Of course, Ma Wanzhong knew about the situation of the artillery brigade, even if their troops gathered from the periphery of Datong and then rushed to Jingcheng, it would take at least a day, and the artillery brigade would probably be difficult to arrive within a day.

"Tell all the troops that they must hold on for two days, even if they are the last person in the battle, they must be nailed to the position, and they must not take half a step back!"

Ma Wanzhong must buy enough time for the artillery brigade, and after they arrive at Jingcheng, they will also arrange artillery positions, after all, the final key now is all on the artillery brigade, if the artillery brigade plays properly, it can withstand the light and heavy firepower of one of their divisions.

From the beginning of the battle, Ma Wanzhong and they have been in a state of passive defense, the defection of a battalion of soldiers, but also let their two lines of defense basically collapse without playing a role, and now they can maintain the current situation, he can be regarded as a way to come up with a racking of brains, and now it is difficult to surround the Japanese army's lone deep troops, how can Ma Wanzhong let them go so easily, even if he breaks a few teeth, he Ma Wanzhong must hold on, and he can't let go of the little devil alone, Especially when they have to deal with the soldiers who died on the front line.

The rumbling sound of artillery in the distance made the air in the headquarters dull and breathless, Ma Wanzhong kept waving the pu fan to drive away the flies around him, the stuffy heat in the command center was so hot that he couldn't breathe at all, and the pu fan couldn't fan the cool breeze.

Ma Wanzhong walked to the door of the headquarters and looked at the low clouds, and had a bad premonition in his heart.

"God, is this going to be a bad thing? Go find Deputy Division Commander Zhao! ”

The weather is getting more and more gloomy, and the rumbling in the distance is no longer the sound of artillery, but the low thunder, if it really rains, the itinerary of the artillery brigade will inevitably be affected, and the battle on the front line will definitely become more difficult because of the weather, so that Ma Wan's loyalty will become more and more gloomy with the weather.

More than an hour later, Zhao Caizhu hurried to Ma Wanzhong's headquarters, and sporadic raindrops had begun to drift in the sky, and the air was filled with moisture.

"God wants to sing a rival with us, Deputy Master Zhao, do you have any good ideas?" Ma Wanzhong was very irritable now, and this weather was a complete test for their warriors.

Zhao Caizhu shook his head: "I'm afraid this rain will rain for a while!" It's not good news for us, and it's not a good thing for the little devils, in such weather, they will inevitably slow down their attack, especially their logistics, which need to rely on railways and roads, and this weather will not be a small logistical burden on them! ”

"I'm worried about the artillery brigade, if it rains heavily, we won't have roads, let alone railways for them, and if we don't reach the battlefield in two days, I'm afraid the impact on our troops will be even greater!"

The little devils also have railways and roads to help transport supplies, but the heavy guys of the artillery brigade can only rely on the soldiers of the artillery brigade to transport them themselves, and in the terrain of Taihang Mountain, the impact of rain on them is too great.

At this time, the artillery brigade had just broken away from the main road and entered the sheep intestine trail in Taihang Mountain, and when thousands of officers and soldiers had just finished disassembling the cannon and were ready to carry the parts with oxen and horses, the originally clear sky began to rain drops.

"Brothers, hurry up and tie up your things, the light guy will go first, and the heavy guy and the transport team will follow me!" One of the regimental commanders of the artillery brigade looked at the gloomy weather in the east and knew that they would definitely have a lot of trouble next.

Sure enough, it hadn't been half an hour on the road in the mountains when the rain crackled down from the sky. For a force, they have long been prepared for all kinds of weather, the war will never stop because of heavy rain, all they can do is grit their teeth and persevere, and only by persevering to the end can they see the dawn of victory.

The rain became heavier and heavier, the sky seemed to have been pierced through a huge hole, and the soldiers stepped on the soft muddy water with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and they didn't care to put down the things on their shoulders, wipe the rain on their faces, let the rain hit their faces and bodies, and their clothes were soaked, but the soldiers still lowered their heads and moved forward little by little.

I don't know when, the sound of the horn sounded in the rain, and the loud slogan penetrated the rain curtain and resounded throughout the valley, only to see that dozens of soldiers in front of the team had already taken off their military uniforms, exposed their upper bodies, and called for the trumpet loudly.

The contagiousness of the trumpet is average, one person shouts, infects ten people, ten people infects a hundred, and in just a few minutes, the whole team marches with a trumpet, and the soldiers seem to have forgotten the heavy rain and the mud of the road.

Their young bodies carried the expectations of tens of thousands of soldiers on the front line, the hatred for the little devil's home and country, and the love for Taihang Mountain. These are their responsibilities, although they are still young, although some soldiers are very weak, but they never want to stop, hard work and hard fighting spirit make them never give up.

The way of heaven is the most ruthless, the rain keeps falling, and the mountain road that is not easy to walk is getting more and more slippery under the heavy rain. Some of the fighters couldn't keep up, they slipped to the ground, the weight on their shoulders slammed down on their bodies, and the fighters never got up again. However, these difficulties did not hinder them in the slightest, and he had to go on until he heard the order to rest.

The troops of the artillery brigade marched through the mountains, they seemed to be isolated from the world, but more like they had been forgotten, no one knew where they were now, only they remembered the target at all times, and they could not stop until they reached their destination.

The rumbling thunder kept coming from a distance, far away from them, and seemed to be in their ears again. The rain continued to fall from the sky to this land unhurriedly, and the trees on the high mountains did not listen to the rain.

"Commander, the road ahead is blocked!" A company commander wanted to report to the regimental commander of the artillery brigade.

"What's going on?" The regiment commander did not dare to know that there would be trouble today, but he did not expect that trouble would follow.

"The heavy rain has washed down the rocks on the mountain, just blocking our way, the troops who left first have already passed, and it is difficult for us to pass with so many heavy guys!"

Heavy rain always brings unexpected things to people, you don't know if these things are surprises or accidents, and now a huge surprise for these warriors marching in the rain is that their path is blocked.

"Let the soldiers put down the things on their shoulders and rest in place, and I'll go over and take a look!" The regiment commander handed over what he was carrying on his shoulders to one of the fighters beside him.

The road in the deep mountains of Taihang Mountain is often surrounded by towering cliffs on both sides, most of the roads are in the middle of the cliffs, and it is common to encounter heavy rain and rock slipping, and the troops have to deal with several such things every year, but it is really upsetting to encounter such things at this critical time.

The regiment commander looked at the blocked road in front of him, it was not a simple rock slide at all, but a mudslide-like overall collapse, blocking the entire road may have thousands of tons of mud landslides, it is estimated that they will not be able to clear a road in two days, not to mention that their most important thing now is to hurry, not to delay time here.

"You three put down your things and come with me!" The regimental commander looked at the blocked area with binoculars and immediately decided that the road could not be cleared now, and they had to hurry.

The regimental commander beckoned to the three soldiers, and began to think about climbing the cliffs on both sides of the road, he had to find another way for the troops as soon as possible, in the regimental commander's memory, if they turned back, it would take at least half a day, and they were not sure if the road would also be washed away by the heavy rain.

The rain was getting cooler and colder, and the soldiers who were waiting in the rain began to shiver, their clothes were already soaked, and their shelter tools were used for ammunition, and they had to make sure that the ammunition was not damp, otherwise the shells would become duds.

The regimental commander and his soldiers finally climbed to the top of the side of the road, and he looked at the surrounding terrain with his binoculars, except for the continuous mountains and mountains, as if there was no end, they were like a grain of rice in these mountains, which were insignificant.

"You two turn around and walk, you can't walk for more than two hours!"

The map of Taihang Mountain has been firmly imprinted in the mind of every commander, but it is not that the commander of the artillery brigade has not memorized the roads in the map, because most of the roads marked on the map are roads that can be walked, and these roads are too far away from them, as little as eighty or ninety miles away, and the troops will definitely delay things when they turn around, and what he is looking for is the road for the mountain people to collect medicine, and the mountain people can pass through, and they will definitely be able to pass.

The commander of the artillery brigade led a soldier to look for a new road ahead, a road must have a place to enter, and of course there must be a place to come out, if it is found to be a dead end, they will be busy in vain, it is better to turn back. They had to find a way back to their normal path and then continue their journey.

The regiment commander braved the rain to climb in the mountains, his military uniform was constantly torn by the sharp stones in the mountains, and a cut was also made in his arm, and blood continued to gush out, and the blood gushing out was instantly washed away by the rain and fell low into the soil.

A stream of dark red water disappeared into the rocks of the mountain, and there was no trace of it. The regimental commander did not care about the wounds on his body at all, and used his binoculars to penetrate layer after layer of rain curtains, looking for their way forward.