.At 2:00 p.m. on June 1, the dazzling and ever-changing battle situation in the area east of Qinzhou finally stabilized relatively. The 17,800 Japanese troops led by the acting commander of the 21st Army of the Japanese Army, including the New Eighteenth Army that had just arrived, were blocked by the Chinese army with a total strength of more than eight divisions and the New Eighth Army occupying the bridgehead of the West Bank, and were closely surrounded on the east side of the Shangfeng Bridge on the Qin River. The Japanese army stranded on the east coast were even more likely to be

The disadvantage is that behind the eight divisions personally commanded by the battalion director, the main force of the New Twenty Army advanced into the Fourth Column and other units rushed in sequence. Judging from the current battlefield situation, it is no exaggeration to say that the nearly 20,000 Japanese troops are already in a dilemma of encroachment. From the perspective of the big picture, if the Chinese army can really annihilate this Japanese army, kill or capture the Central Plains Quichi, and lose the head commander and almost all the mobile forces, the end of the Qinzhou defenders can enter the countdown.

The two hundred regiments are already floating, and the bridgehead of the west bank of the Qinjiang River Big Floating Bridge, which looks extremely arrogant because the four big characters embroidered on the white tiger pattern are embroidered with the ever-winning characters.

When the Japanese built this bridgehead, they still put some effort into it. The four earth walls of this irregular square bridgehead were more than half a person high, each of which was 200 to 300 meters long, and three artillery towers stood in the center of the area surrounded by the earth walls. With this arrangement of the Japanese army, if a large group of Japanese troops were placed to guard the new 20th Army, which lacked heavy weapons, could it be chewed in a short time. Fortunately, the troops were extremely difficult, and he did not expect that Cheng Jiaji would be so bold that he would be killed. He only placed a squadron of Japanese troops here. But this mere squadron also allowed this lonely army to be commanded by Wen Songyuan.

The huge price paid by the army. The temporary and fierce battle of the land just ended was undoubtedly tragic, but it was also not worth the loss. Less than 200 Japanese devils were eliminated. The 200 Regiment had to lose almost one battalion. Many "undead" veterans who had been through the battle formations continued to fall under the guns that stretched out from the Japanese artillery tower. The heavy casualties made the 200 Regiment tighten their faces when cleaning the battlefield, and there was no joy and encouragement that they should have after winning the battle. Then again, although the price of the New Twenty Army's move was high, it directly changed the entire battle situation. It was precisely because of the thought that the officers and soldiers would not be as dejected as if they had lost the battle.

The highest floor of the main artillery building, on the third floor.

"Doctor Feng, don't hesitate and leave half of it. If you say something, you can wake up immediately. "Wan Songyuan was covered in dust and covered in smoke, and Wen Songyuan was eagerly questioning a young man with a weak scholar. A strong and almost substantial murderous aura came out of Wen Songyuan's body, which was just now, made Feng Nansheng, the junior brother of Sashiwen, feel like a sheep being pushed to the edge of the cliff by an angry tiger. He was nervous. He couldn't answer even more.

"Wenfu. Don't be anxious! Let me ask." After all, it was an old brother who had been on the battlefield for a few years. Liu Yicheng's words could still have some effect on Wen Songyuan. As Wen Songyuan took a few steps back, Feng Nansheng's attraction, which was less pressure, gradually returned to normal frequency. The expression on his face became much calmer.

"Doctor Feng. What you just said was to use morphine? Will it be addictive to use it? Will it cause great damage to the military captain's body?" Liu Yicheng, who had just heard the half sentence that the other party said, frowned and asked in a muffled voice.

"Captain Liu Column. Morphine is a drug. The military captain's resistance is at its weakest moment, which will have a certain impact on the military captain's physical fitness. However, the military captain's risk of burning is also very high. You should know that a deep coma is very likely to cause various complications. The problem of addiction is the first time that the military captain..." Feng Nansheng's words were just halfway through, and the impatient Wen Songyuan was interrupted in the most direct way. A twenty-sounding shell gun pointed at Feng Nansheng without opening the machine head, which made the unsatisfied Bachelor of Medicine of Germany shut his mouth with a sense of understanding.

"You'll finish the injection immediately, so nonsense! Hurry!" In Wen Songyuan's opinion, as long as this injection is continued, Cheng Jiaji's health will not be seriously damaged, or it will not be worse than not being shot, so just get it! As for whether Cheng Jiaji will become one of the "addicts" because of this, to be honest, Wen Songyuan, who is a wealthy family, doesn't take it seriously. Wen Songyun's own son is fifty-four this year and has been smoking big cigarettes for about twenty years, but he hasn't seen anything. However, this spring, he added a seventh aunt who is only seventeen years old to him.

Not to mention, morphine is much more effective than those imported anti-inflammatory drugs that are blown away. With just one injection, Cheng Jiaji recovered. Although he couldn't get out of bed, his mind was basically awake.

The first time Cheng Jiaji came to his senses, he found himself lying on a large cantonese bed carved with lotus patterns. This discovery made Cheng Jiaji breathe a sigh of relief from his heart. It seemed that he had won the bridgehead. Before he recovered from the serious illness, he felt a dizzy momentum and almost fainted again.

It was not until Cheng Jiaji, who had lost a lot of water in a high fever, poured half a cup of warm water, and then drank half a bowl of fish fillet porridge that the Japanese had cooked but had no good food after they had eaten, that he felt that he had more confidence in his body and had the strength to speak quietly.

"Wen Laoer, Zijun! He has won the bridgehead. How many people are there in the novel website? Where is the Zhongyuan Rule?" Cheng Jiaji's questions quickly got answers one by one. These answers helped him quickly outline the current situation in his heart.

"Wen Lao Er, you stopped the people below and did not let the bridge burn, but just let someone pour gasoline on the bridge deck. This trick was good. Don't we still have more than 2,000 soldiers who can fight? In addition to leaving some troops to hold the floating bridge tightly, the large army spread westward in a circle. Nowadays, there are only cats who are eyeing us at the foot of the mountain, which is coveted by the city. We also need to guard against the Japanese on both sides and send small groups of elite soldiers to sneak attack and seize the bridge. There are many Japanese on the east coast, but they can't force the attack.

The devils were pointing at this life-saving bridge. If you were not sure about it, this smart man, Zhongyuan Guiyi, would not come to touch us. Also, send a few people across the river to contact the camp. This is an important matter, let Sanbao run. He has a good water quality." Cheng Jiaji was on the top of this. He was quite accurate. Zhongyuan Gui, who was afraid of throwing a rat, was afraid of forcing a tiger to jump over the wall, which stimulated his opponent to burn the floating bridge. At that time, he would not even dare to attack the west bank, let alone force the bridge to seize the heavy army.

"Military! If the Japanese learn from us, it would be troublesome to find a narrow place to swim." Liu Yicheng was worried that it was reasonable. Even at this time of the water season, the Qin River, which is narrow, would not be considered a natural danger. Otherwise, the New Twenty Army would have been able to force thousands of people to come so easily.

"Not to mention, if Zhongyuan Gui has the ability to cross the river in front of the "old fox" of the director, he will be lucky enough to get things done by luck even if he is lucky enough to get things done. Besides, everyone has great business and is not as light as the poor. We are rushing to cross the formation? What about the Japanese on the opposite side who are carrying the large number of chariots, cars and countless supplies? They are all blown up? They throw them away? Even if Zhongyuan is willing to do this, he will use nothing to block and then attack the tens of thousands of troops in the east gate of Qinzhou." What Cheng Jiaji said made Liu Yicheng completely understand. At the moment, the Japanese army led by the Central Plains Guiyi Institute was in such an embarrassing situation.

Cheng Jiaji, who was still very weak, had been overdrawn after speaking for so long. He couldn't hold on and was about to lie down and rest. Tian Jiafu, who rushed into the door, brought amazing news.

"God of General! The Japanese army on the other side slogans and says that their acting commander wants to meet you. They said that both sides only bring five followers each, and the location is the center of the floating bridge."

When Cheng Jiaji heard this, he was stunned at first, then he saw a flash of light in his eyes and ordered in a low voice: "Jiafu, please let someone return to him immediately with flag words. In a quarter of an hour, see you in the center of the bridge."

When he heard Cheng Jiaji had agreed without thinking, Liu Yicheng hurriedly advised him: "Military throne, beware of the devil's fraud."

Cheng Jiaji, who was full of illness, did not immediately respond to Liu Yicheng's concerns, but ordered Feng Nansheng, who was standing aside, in a firm tone: "Doctor Feng, what injection did you give me just now, come on again."

Although Cheng Jiaji was more or less influenced by the trend of equality in his later generations, he usually treated his subordinates with a lot of grace, but when it comes to the sky, he was the leader of a army. If he really wanted to be stubborn, no one could stop him. And Wen Songyuan, the only one who could block a moment at the checkpoint, not only did not object, but instead gave himself the next position in the five entourage places.

Because he had another injection of dam, Cheng Jiaji, with a pale face, was helped downstairs by several guards, and looked at Liu Yizheng's worried face. Cheng Jiaji, who was unbearable, came to Liu Yicheng's ear and whispered: "Zijun, please relax. If the Japanese really don't have the ability, even the "Bushido" they regard as the spiritual pillar would be openly ignored. My towering China would not have been in a thousand-year catastrophe!"

After a while, the floating bridge was in full view of everyone.

When Cheng Jiaji saw the military table in the venue, the Japanese, who were still very skilled in the face, had already been waiting there.

Cheng Jiaji walked to the marching table and raised his hand to signal the Japanese lieutenant general who stood in front of him, who was standing in front of him, who should be the real master, Quichi Nakabara. Then he sat in front of the opponent who looked very good at taking advantage of "Taoya Kimura".

Cheng Jiaji's "irrespectful" behavior made the five Japanese officials behind Zhongyuan Gui all look unhappy. Wen Songyuan and others were not willing to be outdone and immediately responded. Just like that, at the beginning of the meeting, the "meeting venue" was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder. If both sides were concerned about being afraid of hurting their chief officer, no one would suspect that they would immediately start working on this floating bridge.

However, the Central Plains Guiyi, who should have been the most indignant, followed Cheng Jiaji calmly and sat down.

The two of them had been in full five minutes, and the thousands of eyes that were staring at the two sides of the Taiwan Strait were almost bleeding. Just now, the handsome Zhongyuan Rules first started to talk about it.

"General Cheng's name has been famous for a long time and is here today. I have a question for you in the Central Plains. There was a Jin, Yuan, and Qing dynasties in your country. At that time, you Han people could live and work in peace! In the end, the people of the people, the Mongolians became Chinese! Why can't the Japanese and Chinese people become one?" The words of the Central Plains surprised most of the Chinese soldiers present at the scene to be so pure and confused.

Cheng Jiaji is the only person who can hear the meaning of the Central Plains Rules. The other party is using the past to describe the present and justify the "legality" of the Japanese entering the Central Plains. If Qian Shen or Liu Yicheng came, they might have a debate with the Central Plains Rules. However, if these are full of logical loopholes, they will have a huge "lethal" power for a national hero from the 21st century, even Yue Fei and Qi Jiguang, who have been "high" in social status, they will be called to Cheng Jiaji of the era of "inviting" to "inviting" the altar.

Cheng Jiaji, who was touched by the hidden pain in his heart, was surprised that the "national integration consciousness" of Zhongyuan Quyi was ahead, and then counterattacked: "Your Highness Zhongyuan, since you are going to be successful, the king will defeat the enemy! Then I ask Japan, what will happen after the defeat, and imagine that after the destruction of the Korean army three hundred years ago, a "general" would give some tributes and say it was a minister. I am afraid there would be no such a cheap thing. What other Chinese generals think of me, I am still willing to go to Tokyo to burn some houses to keep warm at that time."

Cheng Jiaji was so arrogant that the members of the floating bridge could get tense without arrows. A battle of equal numbers was about to break out.

The situation in the middle of the pontoon bridge immediately caused a strong reaction among the officers and soldiers of the Chinese and Japanese armies who were standing on the shore and automatically entered a confrontation. The guns of the Japanese black hole pointed to the west coast, and the officers and soldiers of the 200th regiment also lifted the guns in their hands flat.

For a moment, thousands of muzzles on both sides of the strait pointed to the center of the floating bridge. The scene made Wen Songyuan, who had never been concerned about life and death, feel a little bit scared, let alone other people.

Only Cheng Jiaji and Zhongyuan Guiyi can still maintain a breeze-talking smile on their faces at this moment.

"General Cheng's words seem to be only half said, I would like to hear them in detail." Zhongyuan Guiyi signaled his subordinates to put the gun in a humble manner and said with humility.

"I don't deny that there is a big gap in the national strength of the two countries, but you know what the result will be if the 20-year waste of China is spent in the East and the vast Chinese for ten years. OK! Since the Central Plains General hopes that China and Japan will be united as one. I think after Japan's defeat, all the Japanese who are still alive will be moved to China to "live and work in peace and contentment". You probably won't object to this proposal! In this way, in a few years, I believe that the tribe of the people will integrate into my Chinese family." Cheng Jiaji said with a happy face in an insulting tone, finally shaking the body of the Central Plains Quichi who had been steadily entering Mount Tai.
Chapter completed!