"Hello! It is a humbling honor to be able to serve His Majesty the Emperor! Suzuki Osa said respectfully with his head down.

"Yo Xi!" Nakanishi Xizhen nodded with satisfaction and said, "Then there is Lao Suzuki-kun to set off as soon as possible!" Catch up with the troops as soon as possible, and remember, no matter what, I must rescue the encircled Fujino and Kitahara Division. ”

"Hello! I will do my best, please rest assured, Your Excellency the General. Suzuki Daisa said with an oath. Then he turned around and hurried away.

Looking at the back of Suzuki Daisa's departure, Nakanishi Kizhen couldn't help but sigh deeply, the situation deteriorated so quickly, which also caught Nakanishi Kizhen a little off guard.

At this time, Nakanishi Kizhen realized that something was wrong, but it was too late.

Fujino and Kitahara's troops are all in trouble, and it is impossible for Nakanishi Kisada to die without help.

It was only at this moment that Nakanishi Xizhen suddenly realized that unconsciously, they had completely fallen into passivity and could only be led by the nose by the Eighth Route Army.

Nakanishi Ki-sada, who doesn't want to be at the mercy of others, wants to try to change his current situation, but there is nothing he can do.

The besieged troops must be rescued, and if he wants to rescue these surrounded troops, he can only continue to send reinforcements.

Unless he is willing to completely abandon the encircled troops, but in that case, not only will the troops of Fujino and Kitahara be finished, but I am afraid it will also be a heavy blow to the morale of the Japanese army.

It can be said that the current situation is the last thing Nakanishi Xizhen wants to see, and he wants to change this situation, but there is nothing he can do.

Now the only thing Nakanishi Kizhen can do is probably only pray, praying that the reinforcements can free the besieged troops, and other than that, Nakanishi Kizhen can't do anything.

"No~! I can't lose faith! Suzuki-kun has already brought a wing of Imperial Army warriors to reinforce, and the strength of one wing is enough to defeat these hateful Dirt Eight Roads! Nakanishi Xizhen gritted her teeth and said.

Nakanishi realizes that she may be too pessimistic, so she can only use this way to persuade herself to regain her self-confidence.

On the forward position of Xiejia Village, Liu Hong held a telescope and observed the situation on the battlefield.

At this time, the independent regiment had completely surrounded the Beiyuan Division, and the living space of the little devils was gradually compressed.

However, these little devils were not willing to wait for death, relying on all the terrain they could rely on, desperately resisting the attack of the Eighth Route Army.

The desperate struggle of the little devil also played a role to some extent, and it temporarily contained the offensive of the Eighth Route Army.

Wu Feng frowned and said, "I didn't expect this little devil to be quite tenacious. ”

"Hmph~!" Liu Hong snorted coldly and said, "It's just a dying struggle!" ”

Liu Hong put down the binoculars as he spoke, turned to Wu Feng and asked, "How is the artillery unit prepared?" ”

"The mountain artillery company and the infantry artillery company have been readjusted, aiming at the enemy's position, ready to launch a new round of artillery bombardment. The mortar battery has moved to a new position and is actively preparing to provide artillery support to the infantry when the artillery positions are constructed. Wu Feng hurriedly replied.

"Hmm!" Liu Hong nodded with satisfaction and said, "After the mortar company has built a position, it will launch an artillery attack immediately." You don't need to save shells for Lao Tzu, concentrate all your firepower, bombard Lao Tzu hard, and destroy this remnant enemy as soon as possible. ”

"Yes!" Wu Feng hurriedly responded, and then conveyed the order.

About ten minutes later, the mortar positions of the separate regiment were the first to hear the rumbling of artillery.

More than 20 mortars fired at the same time, and for a while the cannons rumbled, and one shell after another flew quickly towards the devil's position with a piercing whistling sound.

Subsequently, the four mountain guns and eight infantry guns of the independent regiment also let out a roar one after another, and one shell after another quickly pierced the sky and accurately fell into the position of the devil.

"Boom~! Rumble~! A violent explosion sounded one after another, and pieces of fire continued to rise from the devil's position, and in a blink of an eye, the little devil's position fell into a sea of fire.

The terrible screams and deafening explosions complemented each other, and the little devils were blown up on their backs, and they suffered heavy casualties.

The whole battlefield was full of stumps and severed arms of devils, charred corpses of devils were scattered everywhere, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke and a disgusting smell of burning.

"Tick tock~!" The loud horn of the charge finally sounded again.

What followed was the earth-shattering shouts of killing.

The first battalion led by Zhao Lei, the second battalion led by Cao Yong, and the third battalion led by Wu Yang. Peng Ye's spy company, Hou Juncai's reconnaissance company, and Zhao Guoan's cavalry company launched fierce attacks on the little devil from different directions.

Kitahara Nakasa glanced around and found that there were soldiers of the Eighth Route Army charging bravely.

At this time, Kitahara Nakasa was almost desperate, and in such a situation, it seemed that it could only become a luxury to turn defeat into victory.

However, it was not until the last minute, and Kitahara Nakasa was not willing to give up.

The old devil gritted his teeth, pulled out the command knife at his waist, brandished the command knife, and roared loudly: "Warriors of the Empire, the time has come to be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor!" Pick up your weapons and slay all these abominable dirt paths! ”

Kitahara Nakasa's encouragement had a little effect, and the little devils took up their weapons one after another and shot at the Eighth Route Army that rushed up.

tried to block the attack of the Eighth Route Army, but the attack of the Eighth Route Army was as fierce as a tide, wave after wave, wave after wave.

The little devil held out for about an hour, and under the attack of the Eighth Route Army, he suffered heavy losses.

At this time, the little devil finally couldn't resist it, and the heroic soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, like a group of fierce wolves, rushed to the last position of the little devil and launched a tragic white-knuckle fight with the little devil.

"Kill!" Zhao Lei roared angrily, brandished a big blade, and slashed the little devil in front of him to the ground with one sword.

The blood that splattered out and splashed Zhao Lei's face all over his face made his face look even more hideous and terrifying.

But Zhao Lei didn't care, holding a big knife and shouting: "Brothers! Chop up all the dog offal for me! Kill me! ”

As he spoke, he raised his big knife again and threw himself into the crowd, slashing at the little devil.

Zhao Lei, this kid, deserves to be the number one fierce general of the independent regiment, and the battle is indeed extremely fierce, slashing left and right, and in a blink of an eye, several little devils fell under Zhao Lei Fengli's big knife one after another.

Zhao Lei, this kid, also became more and more courageous, and continued to hold the big knife forward to kill.

(End of chapter)