The battlefield was a mess, the choking smell of gunpowder smoke and the strong smell of blood were particularly strong, and in the wasteland, the ditches were lying all over the place with the corpses of the puppet army.

The gunfire was fading away, and hundreds of Zhang Lezi's nearly 1,000 puppet soldiers were killed and wounded, and the wounded were still rolling on the ground wailing.

Those who were alive were like frightened birds, scattering in all directions in a panic, burrowing through the grass and reeds, and some threw away their guns and knelt down to surrender.

"Dongming, take two classes of brothers out of a mile of vigilance!"

"Huzi, you catch up, let the pursuing brothers stop the pursuit and retreat!"

"The rest of the people hurry up and clean up the battlefield! Treat the wounded. ”

In the burning firelight, Yang Ling's expression was serious, and he issued a series of orders.

After this ambush battle, this puppet army was completely disabled and lost its combat effectiveness, and after this shock, I believe that they will not dare to come over again in a short time.

After winning the battle, the brothers had smiles on their faces, put away their guns on their backs, and began to treat the wounded and clean up the battlefield.

"Tuanza, what about these dog-legged wounded?"

Looking at the wounded of the puppet army who were concentrated, some brothers rushed over to ask Yang Ling for instructions.

"It's better to kill it, we don't have the medicine to give these dog traitors-"

Some officers and soldiers of the previous guerrillas were filled with righteous indignation, which made the wounded of these puppet soldiers turn pale one by one.

These puppet soldiers followed their battalion commander Zhang Lezi to encircle and suppress the guerrillas who remained behind enemy lines, and bullied the people, doing many bad things.

"Sir, spare your life, we don't want to sell our lives to the devil, we just want to eat ......"

Seeing the murderous guerrilla officers and soldiers, these wounded puppet soldiers who could not escape also knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Yang Ling is not a person who loves to kill, in these years of war and chaos, life is difficult, and most people actually don't have any concept of love or patriotism, they just want to eat and live.

The devil gave them a bite to eat, and they took advantage of the situation to become a puppet army, of course, there are also those who are heinous and want to be promoted and make a fortune, these must be treated differently.

After all, they are still their own compatriots, but they are deceived by the devil's policy of using China to control China, as long as they surrender sincerely, Yang Ling will not hesitate to give them a chance to reform themselves, if they can absorb some people to fight devils in the team, they can enhance their own strength.

"Bandage their wounds, register their names for interrogation, as long as they don't do a lot of evil, go home if they are willing to go home, and stay behind to join the team." Yang Ling thought about it and ordered.

"Thank you, sir, for sparing your life, thank you sir......"

After hearing Yang Ling's words, these puppet soldiers who were originally nervous were grateful to Yang Ling.

If they had fallen into the hands of the guerrillas before, there was a good chance that they would have been killed by the angry guerrilla officers and soldiers, and they would not have escaped death, which is why they had just encountered Yang Ling's attack, although they suffered heavy casualties, they still continued to fight.

The guerrillas are ruthless to them, and they are also ruthless to the guerrillas, and the hatred between the two sides is getting deeper and deeper, and every time you are dead or alive, and the little devils are sitting on the advantage of fishermen, and they especially want to see the Chinese themselves beat their own people.

And Yang Ling hopes to change this status quo, although he treats the injuries of these puppet soldiers, and takes the initiative to let them go, mainly to release a signal, that is, the main enemy of their guerrillas is not their puppet army, but devils.

As long as these puppet soldiers know this truth and know that they will not die even if they fall into the hands of the guerrillas, then next time they will not be able to fight the guerrillas so desperately, anyway, they are all begging for food, why put their lives into it and work desperately to let the devils see jokes.

"Detachment leader, you can't let them go, let them go, what if they come to beat us again next time......

The officers and men of the guerrillas still did not understand this truth, and they shouted one after another, not wanting to spare these wounded puppet soldiers.

"Don't dare, we don't dare anymore......" The injured puppet soldiers reassured.

Yang Ling insisted on changing the current state of Chinese fighting their own people, and wanted to break the fighting spirit of the puppet army from within, although the officers and men of the guerrillas did not understand, but Yang Ling was a commander after all, and he could only carry it out.

"Live a good life after you go back, if you dare to do anything wrong and be caught by us, you won't have such good luck next time." Yang Ling didn't forget to warn them.

These puppet soldiers thought that they would not be able to escape death, but now that they can live, they have already made them grateful to Yang Ling, and they all nodded and agreed.

Soon, the pursuing brethren also returned, and more than 100 people were taken prisoner, and a lot of weapons and ammunition were captured, and everyone's face was filled with the joy of victory.

These guerrilla officers and men were disgraced after losing the battle during the day, but now, under the leadership of Yang Ling, the new detachment leader, they have severely beaten the puppet army, and they are also out of a bad spirit.

They are full of admiration for Yang Ling, invisibly, Yang Ling has established a tall image in their hearts, although it cannot replace Zhang Liechen's position in their hearts in a short time, but it is only a matter of time.

The puppet army was also bandaged with wounds, and after screening, among the captured puppet soldiers, several heinous puppet army platoon commanders were shot on the spot, and the faces of the puppet soldiers who were watching the punishment twitched in fright.

Most of the rest were let go, and there were more than 20 people who were willing to stay and participate in Yang Ling and them, and it was a big gain to fight devils together.

Although the brothers did not understand Yang Ling's approach, for them, the enemy was the enemy, and it was simply a matter of killing them.

But Yang Ling knew that the killing could not be finished, even if he killed these puppet soldiers, the devils still had nothing to lose, just recruit another batch.

But the families of these killed puppet soldiers will definitely not hate the devils, but will hate them guerrillas, which will lose the base of the people, so they fight guerrillas, not only to fight devils, but also to win the hearts of the people and unite all forces that can be united.

"Hehe, Tuanzao, our capture in this battle is not small, there are eight machine guns alone, I counted the three or eight big covers, there are more than 400, and there are a lot of bullets."

Wang Huzi and the others were also very happy, and as soon as they arrived behind enemy lines, they showed their hands in front of the officers and men of the guerrillas and won a victory, which made them feel more face-saving.

Yang Ling has now defeated the puppet army to deter the enemy and make them dare not come over easily, but also invigorated the morale of the army and established his prestige in the guerrillas, which can be regarded as killing three birds with one stone.

"Let's go, let's go back to Xiaowangzhuang—"

If you win the battle, you will accept it when you see it, and Yang Ling ordered it to be withdrawn.

The brothers buried the body and returned to Xiaowangzhuang with the seizure, which shocked Zhang Liechen, who was worried in his heart, and won the battle? That's nearly a thousand puppet troops.

The victorious brothers made Xiaowangzhuang lively again, no longer the previous depressed and depressed atmosphere, now Xiaowangzhuang is like the New Year, the atmosphere is warm.

Hearing that Yang Ling and they had won the battle, Liu Liang, the rich man of the land, was also like ashes, and took advantage of Yang Ling's efforts to enter Zhuangzi, no one noticed that he and a group of cronies ran away from the back door with gold and silver.