After the blacksmith and his brothers of the first battalion had completed the goal of attracting firepower, they quickly retreated to Baoying along the established retreat route.

At the beginning, the brothers of the guerrillas fought very fiercely, which caught the devil off guard and suffered a big loss.

And now after getting the order to retreat, he turned around and left without any delay, and suddenly on the battlefield where the battle was fierce, suddenly there was no movement on the other side, which made the little devil not react at once.

"What's the matter, the Chinese army stopped shooting."

The devil soldiers who were fighting vigorously saw that the other party was not shooting, and they involuntarily stopped shooting, but they did not dare to rush forward rashly.

Because when the reinforcements came just now, they launched a charge without knowing the depth, and then they were attacked by fierce fire, causing a large number of casualties.

The devil soldiers all stared at the darkness on the other side with full vigilance, as if some beast on the other side would rush out at any time.

"Could it be a conspiracy of the Shina people?" The devil's staff officers are now frightened by the guerrillas, so as soon as they find out about the abnormal situation, they first think that it is a conspiracy.

Captain Yamazaki of the devil thought about it and ordered, "Hit the flare!" ”

The ghost soldiers who reacted immediately took action, and countless flares roared into the sky, and the miserable white light fell down, illuminating the field filled with gunpowder as if it were day.

Yamazaki took advantage of the light of the flare to look in the direction of the guerrilla position with a telescope, and found that in the smoke of gunpowder, there was no one on the opposite side.

"Bagaya Road, the people of China have already run away!"

Seeing that the opposite position was empty, he was so angry that Captain Yamazaki's teeth creaked.

"Pursue it immediately, and wipe out all the people!" Captain Yamazaki, who was tricked, quickly roared angrily.

The devil soldiers, who had been fighting with the guerrillas for so long, were also angry when they heard that the guerrillas on the other side had run away without saying hello.

Soon, the devils of the brigade were shouted by the devil officers, and they chased wildly with flashlights in the direction of the blacksmith's retreat.

For a time, in the fields and on the grassy paths, there were devil soldiers with bayonets and screaming everywhere, and their faces were full of anger as if the guerrillas owed them money.

The brothers of the Northern Jiangsu Corps ate well, dressed warmly, and trained very hard, although they looked lean and lean, but their physical strength was very good.

Their physical strength was more than a little stronger than that of the other yellow-skinned Chinese troops, so they scattered their feet and retreated, and although the little devils quickly launched a pursuit, they could only follow behind and eat ashes.

Although the brothers of the first battalion led by the blacksmith ran in a mess, they were extremely fast, and soon left the little devil far behind.

At the predetermined meeting point, Yang Ling had already led the brothers of the guard company directly under the corps to arrange a blocking line along the river bank.

During the day, when their large army was heading south, they encountered the indiscriminate bombardment of the devil's plane, forcing Yang Ling to change his plan to block the devil at the front line of the realm.

But when he sent a telegram to Shen Biao of the third battalion asking them to retreat, no matter what, he did not get a reply.

Therefore, Yang Ling had to take a huge risk and disperse south with a battalion of brothers, preparing to meet them at the head of the realm and cover their withdrawal from Baoying.

But in a hurry, they were still a step too late, because they had lost contact with the general finger, Shen Biao was still blocking the devil according to the original plan.

Although they were a reinforced guerrilla battalion, they faced a well-equipped detachment of devils, and the Yamazaki brigade alone in the vanguard had almost wiped them out.

When Yang Ling arrived at the periphery of the Boundary Head, Shen Biao was leading the survivors of the Third Battalion and the Militia to rely on the ruins and devils of the Boundary Head.

Facing the head of the realm who was surrounded by devils, Yang Ling and they didn't dare to rush to save it, because if one of them didn't get it right, they would have to put themselves in.

In the end, they decided on a plan, that is, the soldiers were divided into three ways, the blacksmith led people to attract the devil's firepower, Wang Dongming led people to the head of the realm to save people, and Yang Ling took the brothers to cover and respond.

Now the gunshots on the battlefield in the south have become one, and the brothers who are responsible for attracting firepower are mingling with the devils, and Yang Ling, who is in charge of answering in the back, although his face is calm, but his heart is also anxious.

Because the Realm Leader has gathered a large number of devil troops, it is not clear whether this plan will work, and more importantly, once the blacksmiths are stuck by the devils and cannot retreat, the loss will be great.

However, Shen Biao's three battalions, which were surrounded at the head of the realm, could not help but save them, so they could only take the risk and try, because they were all their brothers.

Fortunately, Yang Ling and the others set up a temporary position along an unknown river, and after waiting for a long time, there was movement in the distance.

"Hurry! Run fast! ”

Soon, shouting and hurried footsteps could be heard from across the river, and a group of people emerged from the darkness.

The line of defense was arranged along the river, and the brothers of the guard company who were in charge of receiving it were all facing the enemy, and the muzzles of their guns were pointed at the other side of the river.

"Password!"

Seeing the figure on the other side, Yang Ling patted the shoulder of the adjutant next to him, and the adjutant poked out half of his head from the half-hidden foxhole and roared towards the other side.

The opposite side also stopped in unison, and soon a voice came; "Yellow River! Rebate! ”

"Yangtze River!"

After the password was matched, a few flashlights shone on the other side of the river, and it was Wang Dongming and them who withdrew first, and a group of them took turns carrying the wounded who had withdrawn from the town on their backs, and they were tired enough to run all the way down.

Soon, Wang Dongming and the others crossed the river, and Yang Ling also led people to greet them.

Wang Dongming: There were only a dozen brothers rescued from the town, and all of them were ragged and covered with wounds, and their blackened faces could no longer be seen clearly.

When Yang Ling saw that only a few people had withdrawn, his heart suddenly sank, although he knew that the third battalion was afraid of a great loss, but he didn't expect such a huge loss.

"Sir......

Seeing Yang Ling coming over, the tired and panting brothers all raised their hands and saluted.

"What about Lao Shen, what about the rest of the brothers?" Yang Ling looked at the grizzled brothers and asked in a deep voice.

"Sir, we have three battalions...... Our three battalions are gone, and there are only these few people left......" The highest rank was Shen Biao's second lieutenant adjutant, and tears rolled down his eyes as he spoke.

This battle was indeed fought badly, and there were only a few brothers left in a reinforced battalion of nearly a thousand, and even the battalion commander was killed.

Wang Dongming also reported with a heavy heart: "Battalion Commander Shen was seriously injured, and when he retreated, he felt ashamed of his brothers and committed suicide. ”

Hearing that Shen Biao had become a benevolent person, Yang Ling was also shocked, and an indescribable bitterness welled up in his heart, and after being silent for a long time, he sighed with a heavy heart and said, "I hurt Old Shen." ”

Yang Ling has been fighting smoothly since he entered northern Jiangsu, and the devils have fled several times, and the territory of their northern Jiangsu army has also been constantly expanding.

And this time, Yang Lingming knew that there were heavy troops of devils stationed on the southern front, but he still took the risk to go north to fight Baoying, and only left a main battalion on the southern front, so I have to say that he was also proud of the enemy.

He didn't expect that the devils would go out to attack northward, and now when he heard that his right-hand man Shen Biao was killed, and the third battalion was almost wiped out, Yang Ling's heart was also full of self-blame and guilt, he was sorry for those brothers who died.