There were not many troops chasing the rout to Jiangqiao, only a small detachment of the 101st Division, and their main forces were all rushing to Nanxiang Station in the north along the Beijing-Shanghai Railway. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although there was only a devil squad that arrived in Jiangqiao Town, they still had a strong firepower configuration, and after testing the defenders' firepower, the lieutenant officer of this detachment had already made a preliminary judgment on the defenders of the town.

The number of defenders was small, only the size of a battalion, the focus was placed on the north and east, and the firepower in the south was very weak, and Lieutenant Devil felt that with the strength of his current detachment, he could completely eat this defender.

Lieutenant Devil is very arrogant and arrogant, and he does not take the defenders in his eyes at all, but they have the capital of arrogance and arrogance, because they have been advancing, and the Chinese defenders have reached the end of their strong crossbows, and they are losing and retreating, and it is only a matter of time before they win.

"Akita-kun, you lead people to attack the north." Lieutenant Devil decided to attack immediately and take the town in front of him before dawn.

"Hayi!" A devil lieutenant bowed his head heavily.

"Tokugawa-kun, you lead people to attack the east."

"Hayi!"

The two devil lieutenants immediately took action, and led dozens of devils to their respective targets.

Lieutenant Devil himself prepared to attack the weakest defense of the south with the remaining about forty devils, while Lieutenant Devil did not send people to attack, but deliberately left a gap for the Chinese defenders to flee if they could not resist.

It's not that Lieutenant Devil has a conscience and is ready to let the defenders go, it's just that he doesn't want to besiege the town and cause the defenders to be trapped and cause them more casualties.

Since the day of the landing, they have been fighting repeatedly with the Chinese defenders on this battlefield for nearly three months, and his detachment has lost more than thirty veterans, although they will soon be replenished, which is still a little worse for Lieutenant Devil than those who are more experienced.

He deliberately left a mouth on the west side for the defenders to flee in order to weaken the defenders' confidence in resistance and force the defenders to flee, because the pursuit was much easier than fighting a fortified battle, and the casualties were much smaller, which is what the Chinese call Wai San Que Yi.

The devil's attack from the north and east soon resumed, and the crackling of gunfire mixed with the roar of machine guns shook the night into a tumult.

Lieutenant Devil led more than forty devils with steel helmets had dispersed to the front of their position in Yangling in the south, and the bright bayonets on the 38 rifles were particularly infiltrating in the dark night.

The devil did not attack recklessly, the devil's artillery squad was busy assembling mortars, although it was dark, but they were still very familiar, and soon the three 97 mortars were formed, aiming at Yang Ling The trench they set up outside the town.

The devils had already figured out the location of the trenches through the initial fire probing, and knew where there were not many defenders guarding, so their mortars were aimed directly at the trenches.

"Company commander, why hasn't the devil moved yet?" The old kings had already retreated to the barricade trenches under Yang Ling's order, and directly abandoned the outer trenches, looking at the quiet outside, the old kings were a little impatient.

"Wait, it's coming."

Yang Ling is becoming more and more calm at the moment, the attack of the devils in the north and east has already begun, unlike before when he fired a few shots to test the firepower and withdrew, this time the gunfire did not stop, and there was no reason for them to be spared in the south.

As for why the devils did not attack for a long time, Yang Ling could only guess that the devils were preparing for artillery fire, after all, their infantry tactics were so simple, the artillery bombarded the infantry and rushed, and before Yang Ling's words fell, the devil's attack began.

Rumble!

A 90-millimeter Type 97 mortar shell roared and smashed into the trench set up by Yang Ling outside the town, and with a boom, the shell exploded, and a burst of mud rain fell in the sky, but Yang Ling and they had already retreated to the rear, and they should watch the fireworks.

As the first shell fell into the trench, one after another, there were shells smashed into the trench, the rumbling sound was endless, the artillery fire was continuous, the smoke of gunpowder was filled, and the entire trench was blown to pieces by the devil's mortar.

"My goodness, if we don't withdraw, we won't blow it up!" The old king looked at the trenches in front covered by artillery fire, his head broke out in a cold sweat, and his heart palpitated.

Lao Wang Tou was originally just a cooking squad leader, and he didn't even get a gun, but now he is a platoon commander, thinking that he is an officer, but he suddenly found that compared with Yang Ling, he is still far behind, and he admires Yang Ling who is lying quietly next to him.

The trenches outside the town have been completely destroyed, and Yang Ling didn't expect it to play much of a role, and the simple civil structure trenches are not made of reinforced concrete, so it's no wonder if they are not blown up.

He was now a little glad that he had withdrawn the two squads of soldiers from the trenches outside, otherwise he would have been blown up to the ground.

In fact, this is Yang Ling's experience on the battlefield these days, many brothers did not die under the guns of the devils when they were guarding Yunzaobang, and most of them were killed by artillery bombings, which was miserable.

It's a little ridiculous to say, in the face of the heavy artillery bombardment of the devils, some people were shocked to death on the position, and no one can tell about that kind of helplessness.

The sound of the artillery stopped, and the smoke of gunpowder was still wantonly spreading around, and with a wave of the devil lieutenant's hand, more than 20 devil soldiers with guns rushed towards the defenders' trenches in a scattered line.

"No shooting, no orders." Yang Ling gave an order in a low voice, and the soldiers next to him passed down one by one, and Yang Ling was ready to fight the devil for a surprise attack.

More than 20 devil soldiers were well-trained, rushing upwards in a skirmish line, and the infantry did not forget to alternate cover when charging, and three machine guns were arranged on both flanks and ready to fire at any time.

When the devil was still more than 20 meters away from the trench, for the sake of safety, several smoking grenades flew into the bombed trench in mid-air, and there was another splash of gravel and dirt.

"Kill, change, change!" The devil soldiers roared into the trenches with their bright bayonets, ready to finish off the defenders who had not yet been killed.

But after rushing into the trenches, they found that there was no one, only a messy trench that had been blown up, and they were a little dazed.

Bang dang!

The steel helmet of one of the ghost soldiers was hit by a flying black thing, the steel helmet was smashed crookedly, and he subconsciously lay down.

Bang!

The devil soldier who was about to lie on the ground was swept away by the violent explosion, and then fell heavily to the ground, and the clattering gravel and soil fell like rain, sprinkled on the viscous face of the devil soldier, and became a blur, the devil soldier's eyes widened, and before he understood what was going on, his head was gone.

Yang Ling's only five remaining wooden-handled grenades were smashed out by them, the devils had all kinds of cannons, they didn't have them, but it didn't prevent them from blowing up the devils in the slightest.

Gunsmoke and darkness mixed together to envelop the position, and nearly half of the devils were enveloped in the explosion of explosive debris scattered everywhere.

The more than twenty devil soldiers who were still menacing just now were directly swept down by the air wave, and five or six died instantly, and the rest were all blown up to the point of flesh and blood, squirming and howling miserably.

The remaining devil soldiers were not lightly frightened, but it was not safe to stay in this trench, and they couldn't keep grenades thrown in, so the devil soldiers Cao gritted his teeth and roared and prepared to charge the town.

More than a dozen devils who could still move jumped out of the trench with a scream, and rushed down the streets to the town in the darkness, charging without forgetting to pull the bolt of the gun and shoot.

The Bomb Devil Lieutenant in the trench in front saw it, and he also saw the survivors charge, but he felt that something was wrong, but it was too late to stop it at this moment.

"Hit!" The devil had already rushed over, and Yang Ling burst into a shout while pulling the trigger.

A thumping row of guns swept straight towards the devil.

The Czech light machine guns arranged in the two houses behind the side also spewed out strings of flames at the same time, and the lines of fire flew in the air, and the synchronous gunmen built a cross-fire network together, enveloping the more than ten devils who charged.

The devil soldiers knew that there must be Chinese defenders in front, and they had also tested that the opponent's firepower was very weak, but they didn't expect it to be so strong, and they were immediately blinded, and those who rushed in front were directly beaten into a sieve, and one after another blood mist was splashing.

After only one round of firepower, more than a dozen ghost soldiers who rushed over were all reimbursed to the ground, and those who did not lose their breath were also struggling and wailing in pain on the ground.

"Brethren! Rush to Lao Tzu! The platoon leader yelled excitedly and rushed forward with the people.

"Come back! Come back! Yang Ling saw that a row of people rushed out without an order, and he was also caught off guard, and hurriedly shouted at the top of his throat.