The defensive front of the main position of the 66th Division is full of crisscrossing trenches, which are not suitable for horse racing and cannot pass through tanks and armored vehicles.

Therefore, the tactic designated by the Sichuan Army was to take the lead in attacking the two wings.

However, Luo Jialie still asked someone to prepare more than a dozen horses to lead them across the trenches.

Prepare for a frustrated frontal offense.

Even if the Sichuan Army dies, it will knock off the front teeth of the three divisions of the Japanese.

The white horse in his hand was brought back by Zhou Xiaoshan from Chengde. Feng Tiankui asked Su Hai to accompany him and picked it out from the group of war horses for him.

I miss you when I see things.

This horse has never been named, which does not mean that he does not care about his horse and touches the white horse affectionately.

"Mars, today we will be the military throne, the commander-in-chief. Let's go on the road together. Even if we reach the underworld, we will fight the Japanese together, okay?"

The horse did not roar and put on his face to Luo Jialie.

"Brothers, we must fight to the end with the Japanese, and die with them, and then go to the underworld to continue fighting!"

Feng Tiankui never withheld military pay.

Almost all the Sichuan Army soldiers had their families moving westward, or the 66th Army's own industry and business workers.

In the eyes of brothers from Sichuan.

Feng Tiankui is the sky that supports their family’s happy life.

It collapsed today.

The brothers' eyes were red.

"Kill me, avenge the military captains, accompany the military captains for generations, and fight the Japanese to the end!"

There were fierce shouts of killing from the main position, and Luo Jialie took the guards to the front line and launched a charge.

In the Battle of Taihu, the 66th Division was not much more casualties than the 168th Division.

One-third of the brothers from other provinces have been supplemented.

There are many veterans from Sichuan.

Tan Wangsong took away soldiers from the three provinces that were supplemented by Taihu Lake, and there were still more than 4,000 people left.

They are all veterans who have lived for the rest of their lives.

The more than 4,000 people sat down as soon as they left Sichuan, and now they were indifferent. They only hoped that they would be Feng Tiankui's soldiers for life.

They reminded each other to pay attention to the formation and cooperated with each other to pursue the Japanese army. They did not notice the way of fighting with horses to attack the front and die together with the Japanese.

No shouting, no charge.

All orderly executions are like a ghost army.

The strange scene has scared the Japanese crazy.

A retreat, urging by emergency orders, evolved into a defeat under the pressure of the Sichuan army's suicide charge.

The soldiers leading the horse ran and crossed the tanks and armored vehicles.

It's less than fifty meters closer to the opponent.

Toward the road that the Japanese had just repaired, the fuse and tail on the horse were lit.

The horse whose tail was lit was like a monster, driving the Japanese who wanted to give birth to a few more legs and ran all the way.

The brothers of Sichuan Army behind him could not find a place to exert much force, and they also vented their strength on their legs.

Chasing all the way.

Looking down from the air, it is an extremely strange battle situation.

The Japanese ran very quickly and even threw away all the ammunition box and heavy equipment. The Sichuan Army chased them too slowly. What they could not abandon were the explosives, grenades, and grenades on their bodies.

So much so that Tan Wangsong arrived to block the main position.

There was no gunfire or explosion, and the main position blocked by the Sichuan Army was like a dead place, and he could not find anyone to ask Luo Jialie's whereabouts.

Looking at the remaining Japanese corpses after the explosion, looking at the things discarded by the Japanese army.

All clues pointed to the Japanese army's retreat and the Sichuan army chased after them.

The confused Tan Wangsong finally understood.

The Japanese ran away, and the Sichuan Army went to find the Japanese to die together.

Is this possible?

In addition to the 12th Division on the flank, there are 30,000 to 40,000 Japanese soldiers opposite the main position, and the seven or eight brothers left behind have a total of less than 5,000 people.

By fighting against eight or nine, the Japanese were killed away?

Tan Wangsong shook his head desperately, and he didn't believe in such a miracle.

After two days of blocking, what is this special girl called her?

He hurriedly asked him to come with him to find Luo Jialie's soldiers, and worked hard to run towards the north and towards the direction of the Japanese retreat.

One of them was dissatisfied with the arrangement and ran five kilometers.

No trace of the Sichuan Army or the Japanese Army was seen.

Platoon leader Lu Weizhou ran out of his heart.

It's getting dark, can't I get lost in this familiar battlefield?

"Staff Officer Tan, isn't it wrong? We have only left for such a short time, why do I feel that this battlefield is so strange?"

"It should be true. Look at the roadside, there are guns discarded by the Japanese, which means they were defeated by Luo Junzuo and the Sichuan Army is pursuing them!"

"But how could so many Japanese devils be defeated by us?"

Suddenly, the sound of Japanese bombs exploded in front of him, and it was impossible for an airplane to occur at this time.

"The explosion was definitely not sent by the Japanese army. We must have brothers fighting hard, hurry!"

The explosion was very far away. Tan Wangsong calculated the distance, so he should not hear the gunshots.

He and his brothers chased forward like chicken blood.

Run from afternoon to evening, from evening to dark.

Passed by a large amount of supplies and equipment discarded by the Japanese, passing by the bombed war horses, the corpses of Japanese soldiers, and the tanks and armored vehicles that were lying in their nests.

He checked it quickly and there was no clue.

Run forward and continue running.

They all ran out of Teng County.

Tan Wangsong, who was running almost vomiting blood, finally heard the gunshots in front of him and the sound of grenade explosions, and saw three brothers who could not run in the Sichuan Army gasping on the side.

"What's going on? You run faster than rabbits. I've chased you for more than ten kilometers. Where is the Luo Junseok?"

"Staff Officer Tan? Didn't you take your brother from Taihu to the south?"

The soldier knew him and looked at him in surprise.

Tan Wangsong stopped, supported his thighs with his hands, and kept gasping.

Following his more than twenty brothers, he sat on the ground.

Looking at the soldiers sitting opposite him, he spoke.

"The Japanese are running faster than the rabbit. I am so unlucky. I'm going to die with the military throne and twisted my feet. The two pigs were pierced by the Japanese bullet yesterday and couldn't run away!"

"Where is Jun Luo?"

"Can you hear the gunshots ahead? The Japanese seem to be chasing them and are sending troops to cut off the back!"

"The military captain has a last word for Commander Luo, and I want to send it to him!"

"Mr. Luo should not have died in his country yet. You should hurry up and chase him. You staff members are just lacking training. How far is it? If I hadn't twisted my feet, I would have gone to see the Mr.!"

Tan Wangsong was unwilling to worry about such a bragging soldier and didn't care about these three soldiers.

He adjusted his breathing.

He pulled up Lu Weizhou who was sitting on the ground and ran towards the front again.

He already understood that at this moment, he was racing against death.

See if you can take Luo Jialie back in front of the God of Death.

Finally, when it was completely dark, he caught up with the large army gathered from seven or eight positions.

"Luo Junseok, the military throne's last order, the military throne has a last order!"

Tan Wangsong kept shouting, watching the dark night, the brothers who were on torches made way for a way.

The Japanese army opposite him even built a defensive position north of Teng County, and under the impact of Luo Jialie's horse-roasted bombs, they also gave up.

Okamura Yasuji and Nishio Suzuo were surrounded by the scattered rioters and retreated towards Qufu.

"Your Excellency Commander, running like this is not a solution. It's already dark and soldiers are prone to collapse! Maybe it will cause great losses!"

"Okamura-kun. What do you think should I do?"

"Send a report to the commander of the North China Front Army that we respect our opponents, Liu Xiang and Feng Tiankui are qualified to be enemies respected by the Imperial Army of the Great Japanese Empire. We are willing to fight for three days for their deaths, and for the entire North China battlefield, three days for the armistice!"

"Nani? Armistice for three days for Liu Xiang and Feng Tiankui?"

Nishio Suzuo didn't understand what Okamura Yasuji meant at all. If the front army agreed to the truce, the defeat would not exist.

"Let me send a report, I am willing to sign it together. Our defeat cannot be explained to the Chinese people!"

This time it was Matsui Min's approval, Nishio Shuzao woke up like a dream.

He quickly ordered the communications officer to send a report and propose a ceasefire.
Chapter completed!