Ruichang County fell again, the flames of war burned to De'an, and the atmosphere in the Mahuiling area in northern Jiangxi suddenly became tense, and the scouts had already sent back news that a huge number of devils were marching here.

This time, the devils learned the lesson of the defeat of Minshan, and no longer crossed the mountains and mountains to take shortcuts, but gathered heavy troops to press directly along the road, with tanks and armored vehicles on the ground to open the way, and a roaring group of aircraft in the sky to cover, this time it was inevitable for De'an.

Although the devil took the road, when the brothers retreated, they had blown up the bridges and important sections along the way, and the heavy rain overnight made the road muddy, which slowed down the devil's advance.

The Chinese troops, who had already withdrawn to the vicinity of Mahuiling, also took advantage of the fact that the devils were delayed on the road, and they did not care about resting, and were busy building fortifications and digging trenches day and night.

The entire Mahuiling area has become a huge construction site, countless troops are hiding in the mountain cols to rest, and there are countless brothers working shirtless in various dangerous places and mountains, and countless trench fortifications are taking shape.

In addition to the troops of the 74th Army, the troops of the 159th Division and the 25th Army also came up one after another.

The retreating people crowded the narrow roads with ox carts and packages on their backs, watching these majestic troops march against the current, and the sad and gloomy atmosphere of being uprooted from their homes was swept away.

The people got out of the way and stood in the wet wilderness, shouting and cheering for these troops with tears in their eyes.

"Hit Japanese imperialism! Swear to die and not be a slave to the country! ”

"You have to fight the devil well!"

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The shouts and cheers of the people full of grief and indignation rose higher and higher, and the troops who went to the front line were encouraged to sing war songs and march to the battlefield with their heads held high.

The mighty and majestic military songs and the shouts of the people converge into a torrent, echoing for a long time among the lofty mountains and mountains, making people's blood surging.

Although Yang Ling and his group of troops who withdrew from the front were in tattered clothes and had a dirty appearance, they were also in high spirits in this situation, and they couldn't wait to get the ammunition immediately and turn back to fight with the devils.

The bombing clusters of the devils continued to dive down from the clouds, and the planes of the devils were unusually ferocious and arrogant, almost grazing the heads of the Chinese officers and soldiers.

"Da Da Da ......"

The on-board machine gun of the devil's plane spewed out a long tongue of fire, and a series of bullets hit the ground and splashed mud, and the troops marching on the road scattered into the ditch and rice field next to the road, so that the devil's plane strafing missed.

Although the Chinese army fought from Shanghai to Nanjing, and then fought in Xuzhou, although it lost most of China, but the repeated fierce battles also made the Chinese army grow rapidly, so that it would not suffer heavy casualties when it encountered the devil plane before.

The devil planes let out a roar of "Woo Ang-", as if they were angry that they did not strafe the Chinese officers and soldiers, and they swooped down again fiercely, aiming at the Chinese troops scattered in the field.

However, the devil's plane miscalculated this time, and the quadruple machine guns and anti-aircraft guns of the Chinese troops hidden in the mountain col opened fire one after another.

The two devil planes collided head-on with the ferocious barrage of fire, and immediately caught fire and fell headlong with black smoke.

The devil plane behind was also frightened, and hurriedly pulled up to avoid the sudden attack of firepower, watching the devil plane hastily pulled up in a mess, the brothers lying in the mud cursed the devil plane with schadenfreude, while shouting loudly to the hidden anti-aircraft machine guns and anti-aircraft gun troops.

The angry devil plane did not dare to dive at a low altitude any longer, and the bombers that flew in dropped one bombshell after another, causing columns of muddy water more than 10 meters high to rise in the paddy fields, and the brothers hidden in the mountain cols also carried their weapons and moved one after another.

The devil's attack this time did not get any bargain, but was shot down, two planes fell into the rice field and burned brightly, and finally unwillingly circled twice and flew away.

Whether it was in the mountain trenches or the troops on the march, they all felt excited when they saw the devil plane that had fallen and burned, and the morale of the officers and men was once again high.

Yang Ling and the others also found the location of the brigade headquarters along the muddy road, which was hidden in a forest not far from the side of the road, surrounded by guards with guns.

Yang Ling asked the troops to rest on the side of the road, and he took Chen Ming and Lu Xing, two battalion commanders, to report to the brigade commander Zhou Zhidao to report to the building.

Yang Ling's continuous battles had already made them dirty, and they had already turned into mud monkeys after crawling and rolling in the mud along the way.

The soldiers' majestic appearance was long gone, and the guards thought they were people who had gone the wrong way, but when they got closer, they realized that they were also their own brothers.

"Brother, please inform me, I am Yang Ling, the colonel and deputy commander of the 301st Regiment, and my department has completed the task of blocking the enemy after the break, and I have come to the brigade headquarters to pay the order."

"Deputy Regiment Commander Yang, the brigade seat has already commanded, you can go in directly when you come back." A guard knew Yang Ling, and when he saw them returning, he was immediately in awe and hurriedly turned sideways to get out of the way.

Blocking the enemy after the break is generally a desperate battle, and many times there is no one in ten who can come back alive, and for these brothers who block the enemy after the break, each of them is admired from the bottom of their hearts.

"Thank you." Yang Ling thanked the respectful guards and walked directly towards the tent at the brigade headquarters with Lu Xing and Chen Ming.

The temporary brigade headquarters was in a mess, the telegraph was ticking incessantly, the troops were withdrawn from the front, the ammunition was replenished, the soldiers were replenished...... All kinds of things made the brigade commander Zhou Zhidao's head bigger.

"Report!"

Yang Ling and the three of them stood still in front of the brigade commander Zhou Zhidao, shouting and saluting.

Brigade Commander Zhou Zhidao raised his head and saw Yang Ling and them, hurriedly threw the signed document in his hand to the staff officer, and walked quickly to them.

"I sent someone to look for you, but I didn't find it, and I thought you didn't stand out, which made me worry all night, if there is no more news, I am ready to send troops back to find you." Zhou Zhidao looked very happy when he saw Yang Ling and their return in the dust, and pulled them to sit down.

Their 151st Brigade had gathered a total of two regiments of troops, and now the 302nd Regiment had withdrawn after the break, but the 301st Regiment had never heard from him.

"Thank you for your concern." Yang Ling stepped forward and thanked Zhou Zhidao.

Zhou Zhidao waved his hand and said: "What is the thanks, you can withdraw safely, by the way, what about your regiment leader?" ”

Yang Ling and Lu Xing glanced at each other, and then opened their mouths to explain the cause and effect of their break.

"It doesn't matter if he's hurt, right?" Hearing that the regiment commander Zhang Handuo was injured in the hand-to-hand battle with the devil cavalry, he immediately asked nervously.

"Tuanza has broken a few ribs, I'm afraid I will have to raise it for a while." Yang Ling told the truth.

Hearing that Zhang Handuo's life was not in danger, Zhou Zhidao was also relieved, and scolded with a rare smile: "Now that the war is tight, Handuo is picking his son with both hands now, which is really unrighteous." ”

"By the way, what about the casualties of the troops?" Zhou Zhidao asked again.

"After these battles, there are still more than 300 people left in our regiment......"

Although they completely disabled the Devil Maruyama Brigade and killed thousands of Devil Soldiers in the Minshan Battle, on the whole, it could only be regarded as a miserable victory, and the casualties of each unit were also very large.