In particular, the artillery brigade arrived at Jingcheng in time, and in the absence of reconnaissance by the Japanese air power, the Japanese army felt that the Chinese army was already equipped with new weapons, and if the new 33rd Army was really ready for everything, the new weapons would be used on them, and their front-line troops might be another big rout.

"Inform all units to disengage with the Chinese army and withdraw from the battle in batches!" After thinking for a long time, the little devil commander decided to withdraw from the battle, although the Jingcheng area is very important to them, but now the battle has appeared unfavorable to them, and if they continue to fight like this, the outcome is already unpredictable, and after the death of their 10,000 imperial warriors, it will inevitably shake the morale of the Chinese army, and there is no benefit to fighting with the Chinese army at this time.

The soldiers of the artillery brigade originally thought that they could give full play to their combat effectiveness this time, but they did not expect the little devil to retreat. Ma Wanzhong did not let the troops order the pursuit, although more than 10,000 Japanese troops were eliminated, but the main force of the Japanese army in Hebei was still there, and the combat effectiveness should not be underestimated, and secondly, the casualties of their troops were not small, so the task in the Jingcheng area was first of all to rearrange the defense line to prevent the Japanese army from killing a horse gun.

The news of the retreat of the Japanese army quickly spread among the troops, and the soldiers did not cheer, they just quietly wiped the blood from their bodies and buried their fallen comrades. The battle was so tragic that the soldiers were tired, and the land was once again calm.

The artillery brigade did not evacuate the Jingcheng area, but a regimental commander formed a temporary detachment for them to return the way they came, and on the way there were still their companions, who were martyrs and could not be left in the wilderness.

Thick smoke billowing out, not gunpowder smoke, is the smoke from the burning of corpses, there are Japanese soldiers and Chinese soldiers, corpses are too easy to rot in summer, mosquitoes are more likely to spread diseases in the season when mosquitoes are rampant, for the local people who lack medical treatment, if the corpses are not disposed of in time, many people are likely to die of infectious diseases.

The soldiers finally had the long-awaited hot meal, but they felt a little less tasty. Some of the fighters paid with their lives to be able to eat this long-awaited hot meal, and many of their comrades could not find even a single corpse.

"Let's eat, we still have a lot to do, where can we have strength if we don't eat!" The squad leader patted the choked warrior with his hand, and there were only two of them left in their squad.

However, despite the grief, the battle was finally over, and they successfully held off the Japanese attack, and although they were unknown, their stories and spirit will be passed down from generation to generation.

"It's over, it's finally over!" Liao Jundong sat on the chair, raised his head and muttered, maybe only he knew how difficult this time was, it wasn't how well he commanded it at all, it was the soldiers who were really desperate.

After sitting for a while, Liao Jundong decided to get up and go to the hospital to tell Liao Fan the news.

"Good news!" Liao Jundong stood at the door of the ward and said with a smile at Liao Fan and Hu Guoshan.

"We've won?" Hu Guoshan was in a hurry, stationed on crutches, came to Liao Jundong's side, and snatched the telegram from his hand.

Before he could finish reading the telegram, Hu Guoshan hugged Liao Jundong: "We won, we won!" ”

Liao Fan was very calm when he heard the news, although they won, but it was really a miserable victory, the blood and sacrificed lives of tens of thousands of soldiers were exchanged for maintaining the pre-war state, which was difficult for Liao Fan to accept.

"What's wrong with Brother Fan?" Hu Guoshan was a little unhappy when he saw Liao Fan.

"No, what's going on over there Yan Xuelin?"

Now he only hopes to make some progress on the front line of the Great Wall in the north, at least this battle is still somewhat explained to him.

"The front line of the Great Wall has been controlled by us, and now it is defended by Chief of Staff Li, and the Japanese army launched several counterattacks in an attempt to recapture it, but they were all repelled by Yan Xuelin!" The night before yesterday, Liao Jundong received a telegram from Liu Chundao, thinking that he had reported the situation on the first line of the Great Wall.

"What about casualties?" Liao Fan asked.

Liao Jundong knew that Liao Fan was asking Yan Xuelin about their casualties, the soldiers of the special operations brigade had held out there for so long, and the casualties would definitely not be small.

"The soldiers of the special operations brigade went to 1,200 people, and when they withdrew to Datong, there were only ......" Liao Jundong raised his head and looked at Liao Fan, which is why he didn't report Liao Fan the day before yesterday, because the casualties were too big, he was worried that Liao Fan would not be able to accept it, and he wanted to hide it for a while, but now that Liao Fan asked, he couldn't help but say.

"Say, I can still bear it!"

Liao Fan knew that although they controlled the defense line of the Great Wall in this battle, casualties must be inevitable, after all, the lone army was behind the enemy, withstanding several times the enemy's attack, and it was already a miracle that they could complete the task.

"One hundred and fifty-three people returned to Datong alive!"

Hearing this number, Liao Fan's heart was pinched fiercely, for many people this is a number, and for him it is a bloody life, a living life fell on the wall of the thousand-year-old city, they are the defenders of the nation, the backbone of that wall, and the heroes who have maintained the land of China for thousands of years.

"If Changsheng knew, he wouldn't know how uncomfortable it would be!"

Hu Guoshan on the side also gasped, he was also very clear about the combat effectiveness of the special operations brigade, and the most important thing was that the special operations brigade had never suffered such a large casualty, he felt distressed, not to mention Huang Changsheng, who was still lying in the ward.

"Their sacrifice is worth it!"

Liao Fan gritted his teeth, he was very heartbroken, the soldiers of the special operations brigade were all carefully selected, and the eight middle peasants in Taihang Mountain raised them an ordinary soldier, and the soldiers of the special operations brigade needed at least twenty middle peasants to be able to raise one, and the loss was not just a matter of one life. However, this is worth it, in the case of no advantage in all aspects, especially when the Taihang Mountain garrison is threatened, the special operations brigade can hold out until the reinforcements arrive at this time, and then cooperate with the reinforcements to stabilize the defense line of the Great Wall, which is worth doing.

The joy of victory disappeared from the ward, and only the cold walls and beds remained. The three of them were not in a good mood, and it was a little scary to silence the ward.

"How about the troops pursuing the Japanese army?" Liao Fan broke the silence in the hospital room.

"It's still in pursuit, but the Japanese army has indeed retreated from the west, and a Japanese wing has been blocked in Tianzhen!"

"What about the capture of the captives this time?" Liao Fan continued to ask.

"There are not many Japanese prisoners of war captured this time, but there are about four or five thousand people!"

The Japanese attack in three directions added up to more than 200,000 people, and captured four or five thousand Japanese prisoners of war.

"Enough, none of those Japanese soldiers in Tianzhen need to stay, we don't need so many prisoners of war now, and more and more little devils will surrender in the future!"

"This ......"

Liao Jundong and Hu Guoshan never thought that Liao Fan would give such an order, usually such orders Liao Fan is very vague, and even the head of the regiment below will mention the meeting himself, but this time Liao Fan seems to be really angry.

Although there were only a few thousand Japanese troops, if they really wanted to surrender when they ran out of ammunition and food, the soldiers who fought against them did not care, even if the Japanese troops had laid down their arms, the soldiers still had to carry out the order.

"What's the problem?" Liao Fan looked at the two people and asked.

"My fear is that the fighters won't carry out the order!" Hu Guoshan expressed the worries in his heart.

Although the soldiers fought bloody battles on the battlefield, and some of their relatives or comrades-in-arms fell under the guns of the Japanese army, and they hated the Japanese army to the core, these soldiers were originally the most ordinary peasants in China, although they could turn into demons on the battlefield, but simplicity and kindness did not disappear because of this.

"Yes, someone will carry it out, write a letter to the little devil after the killing, and ask them to collect the corpse themselves!"

Liao Fan has already made up his mind, he wants the little devil to understand the fate of the invaders, he wants to tell the Japanese army that they can be villains, but their new 33rd Army is a demon released from hell, he wants the little devil to be jealous of the new 33rd Army forever, as long as the new 33rd Army is mentioned, the little devil's legs will tremble.

Hu Guoshan and Liao Jundong glanced at each other and knew that Liao Fan had made up his mind, so he just gave the order.

After Liao Jundong left, the ward fell into silence, Hu Guoshan could only hear Liao Fan's heavy breathing, he knew that Liao Fan's mood was not very good, it was originally good news, but all kinds of bad news mixed with it really made people unhappy.

"Brother Fan, I'll discuss something with you!" Hu Guoshan whispered.

"I can walk in the field now, or I'll go back tomorrow, the command has moved to Yangquan, there are doctors and soldiers around to take care of it, and the troops are also busy!"

Hu Guoshan knows very well that now that the battle is over, there must be a lot of things in the army, his wounds have almost healed, and there is also a hospital in Yangquan, although the conditions are not as good as the hospital in the Taihang Mountain station, but it can also deal with his next things.

"Discharged from the hospital in such a hurry?" Liao Fan didn't expect Hu Guoshan to be discharged from the hospital in such a hurry.

"Well, the casualties of the troops this time are not small!"

"Alright, you pack up and say hello to Ruby!"

"By the way, can I bring these two books back?"

"Yes, I will definitely send it back after reading it!"

Liao Fan didn't think about anything else, the troops were getting bigger and bigger, and they were indeed getting busier and busier: "After I go back, let's make a plan for the attack on Taiyuan, plan ahead!" ”

"I see!"

Hu Guoshan knew very well that the attack on Taiyuan must be carried out by their division as the main force, and now that the order has been issued, he must step up his preparations.

The two of them lay on the bed and did not speak again, they each thought about things, the new 33rd Army will eventually go to a farther future under their leadership, and they cannot have any relaxation for that future.