In the dim night, a large number of troops were hurrying in the direction of De'an under the cover of night, crackling and burning torches, reflecting the cold and dark faces.

"Quick, speed up!"

On a raised stone on the side of the road, Yang Ling, the head of the regiment, was standing upright, urging the team that kept walking by from time to time.

After breaking through the Wutailing area, the 106th Division of the Devils did not stop, but quickly advanced in the direction of De'an.

General Xue Yue, the commander of the First Corps, who had already figured out the devil's intentions, decided to wipe them out in this lofty mountain before the devils arrived in De'an.

For this reason, he dispatched nearly 100,000 troops from Ruiwu Road and Nanxun Line to the predetermined battlefield, hoping to give the devil a thunderous blow.

Yang Ling's 74th Army was also one of the troops in this siege operation, and they were ordered to march from Wushimen to De'an to participate in the battle as a mobile force.

In order to avoid startling the grass and snakes and exposing the intention of the troops to assemble in advance, Yang Ling and the troops who were ordered to participate in the battle were all concealed during the day and marched at night to avoid the aerial reconnaissance of the devils.

The troops along the road were intensively assembled from all directions to the front line of De'an, Changling, and Wanjialing, while the 106th Division of the Devils, which had penetrated into the mountainous area, was still in the dark.

"Commander Yang, the brigade must arrive at the assembly area before dawn to hide!"

A herald rushed along the dark highway and delivered the order of the brigade headquarters.

"Got it." After Yang Ling answered, the herald saluted and ran into the darkness again.

"Tuanza, I've been running for most of the night, and I really can't run, so let the brothers rest."

As soon as the herald left, Liu Yidao, the commander of the third battalion, found Yang Ling out of breath.

Yang Ling also knew that the brothers were exhausted, but the military situation was like fire, and they had to hide as soon as it was dawn, and they could not arrive at the assembly area on time, if they let go of the 106th Division of the devils, everything would be in vain.

"No, you can't stop." Yang Ling instructed: "In addition to guns, ammunition and food, let the brothers throw away all the miscellaneous items for me to reduce the burden!"

Liu Yidao's request was decisively rejected by Yang Ling, and he had no choice but to shout and order: "Throw away all the useless things for me, run forward!"

One by one, the brothers ran out of breath and out of breath, and when they received the order to run forward, they immediately wailed.

But the military order is like a mountain, if you don't run, you can't do it, so you can only throw the sundries you carry into the weeds and woods on the side of the road, and then rush lightly.

The Chinese troops secretly marching to the battlefield were hurrying through the night, but in the dark mountains, the commander of the Devil's Division, Junrokuro Matsuura, was worried.

The small Chinese troops that blocked them had been routed by them, and had disappeared without a trace in the past two days, but the mountain roads were rugged and narrow, and the speed of the troops could not be fast, and the troops had shown fatigue.

What's more, in this misty mountainous area, they found that the maps distributed were not accurate at all, and many places could not be found on the maps, which made it even more difficult for them to walk around, and it seemed that they had lost their way in circles.

Although their troops carried compasses, etc., they were not accurate due to the influence of mountainous terrain and magnetic mines.

This was not a deliberate attempt by the commander of the 11th Army, Okamura Ninji, to trap Junrokuro Matsuura, and the map he was given was a map that he had stolen from a warlord more than a decade ago.

Just as Junrokuro Matsuura, the commander of the Devil Division, was frowning and thinking about whether to withdraw the same way, a staff officer stepped on the rotten dead leaves and shouted a report outside the tent.

A rain in the evening made the mountains wet, and the huge temperature difference between day and night made many devils miserable.

"What's the matter?" Junrokuro Matsuura asked.

The staff officer replied: "General, we have already contacted the 136th Brigade of the Forward, they have broken through to the Wanjialing area, and they have already exchanged fire with the Chinese army."

They marched in three echelons, often in the middle of each other, and hearing that the forward troops had exchanged fire with the Chinese army made Matsuura Junrokuro appear excited instead of feeling afraid.

He hurriedly moved the candle to the map, and when he saw that Wanjialing was near De'an, he immediately became excited, and finally found the direction.

"Pass my order, follow up quickly as soon as dawn comes, and let the 111th Brigade quickly move closer to me!" Junrokuro Matsuura's hanging heart finally let go.

They had been circling the mountains for days, and the flaws in the map, the failure of the compass, had made them lose their way, and they had almost given up on this roundabout battle plan.

Unexpectedly, there was nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it took no effort to get it, and the forward troops unexpectedly broke into the Wanjialing area near De'an, which rekindled the hope of victory in his heart.

But what the division commander Junrokuro Matsuura didn't know was that in the Wanjialing area, the Chinese army had already spread their nets, and Wanjialing was the place where their bones were buried.

The 4th Army and other troops that arrived in the Wanjialing area in advance no longer left in one fell swoop as before, but built a solid position between the mountains and mountains, blocking the vanguard of the devils to the death.

When the second echelon led by Junrokuro Matsuura arrived in the Wanjialing area, the 136th Brigade, which served as the vanguard, still had not broken through the defensive line of the 4th Army of the Chinese army.

General Xue Yue had already dispatched troops to lay a net near Wanjialing.

General Ou Zhen's 4th Army and 74th Army are the bottom of this anti-eight-figure formation, how can the devils break through easily.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

One shell after another landed on the mountains, blowing up the earth and rubble in the sky, and the dead grass and trees also burst into flames, and thick smoke billowed out.

"Kill Gaigai!"

The devil officer howled like a beast, his sharp saber slammed forward, and the devil wearing a steel helmet charged at the position held by the Chinese officers and soldiers like a tide.

"Hit! Hit hard! ”

The Chinese officers and soldiers guarding the mountain ridge were blackened by the artillery fire, and when they saw the devils rushing up, they pulled their guns and fired one after another.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Da Da Da ......"

Bullets rained down on the devils, and the arrogant devil soldiers were covered in blood and mist, and the bullets penetrated their bodies.

"Ahh

"My legs!"

The devil soldiers were constantly shot and fell to the ground, rolling down the gentle slope and rolling down the ravine, and the wild grass on the hillside was dyed blood-red.

But the follow-up devils did not give up, and still rushed forward one after another, and the ferocious momentum was terrifying.

"Grenades, blow them up!"

The Chinese troops guarding the defensive line were well prepared this time, with complete fortifications and sufficient ammunition, and whenever the devils were about to rush up the hill, the grenades were overwhelming.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

In the explosion of grenades, the mutilated limbs of the devils flew all over the sky, wailing incessantly, and the attacks were constantly repulsed.

"Let the troops get out."

Junrokuro Matsuura, the commander of the Devil Division, who was standing on the opposite hill watching the battle, saw this scene and his face was gloomy, and he had to withdraw his troops.

This time, because they were interspersed with detours in the mountainous areas, the field artillery was left in the Mahuiling area, and the mountain artillery and mortars they carried could not suppress the Chinese troops that had been prepared for a long time, let alone break through the direction and penetrate directly into De'an.