.If the infantry, who had been in chaos in the army of other countries in the world, was kicked hard by a brigade of cavalry on the butt, even if they were not shocked and disintegrated on the spot, they would have to let their own defeated soldiers break up. But the Japanese army is one of the rare exceptions, and they are willing to use the gecko tactics.

Without waiting for the order of the Supreme Commander of the Central Plains, a group of artillery shells rose into the air under the strict order of Lieutenant General Watanabe Masao Watanabe. After a brief flight, with a shrill and invasive whistling sound, they hit the junction of the fleeing Japanese rear squad and the Chinese cavalry who were waving their sabers and harvesting the Japanese army with their sabers. Perhaps because of the cutting of their tails too quickly, they did not see a few Chinese cavalry blowing off the horses. Instead, groups of Japanese troops were collectively sent back to the small islands to the east. However, the Chinese cavalry's silence, which was blocked like a flowing cloud, was also blocked.

"Scatter! Guerrilla fight!" Liu Tianlong, who was standing sideways with a clean and neat horse, avoiding a shrapnel that wanted to be close to him, and dealt with him calmly.

The well-trained Chinese cavalry immediately divided into battle groups in platoons. The cavalry who had been divided into small groups used Cheng Jiaji to spend a lot of money to equip the cavalry brigade with automatic firearms that were many times more than the normal organization. With their skillful combat skills and excellent riding skills, they launched a new round of attacks on the Japanese army one after another. Its purpose was only one, not giving the Japanese army the opportunity to free up their troops to organize the troops. Of course, for a strong mobility, this fast-forward and fast-retreat play can also take some small advantage. Although the Japanese army had a considerable advantage in military strength, they temporarily formed one or two squadrons. However, they were suffering from the decline, and for a while, they could only pay a lot of bleeding. They were poor enough to deal with it!

But the troubles of the Japanese were far more than that. At this time, at the other end of the front, the military headquarters guard battalion under Qian Shen commanded, and the special agent battalion also launched an assault from the back of the Japanese defense line. For this rush, Horii and others took great effort to barely stabilize the position, and then they became more and more stormy.

"Commander, what should I do? Major General Horii can't hold on anymore." Yamai Takuk asked anxiously.

Kazuo Kuo lowered his head and pondered for a moment. He said, "In this case, if you turn around and support the Central Front, it will inevitably cause greater chaos in our army. You will most likely be entangled by the Chinese cavalry. Only by striving forward with all your strength, drilling through the left-wing position in front of you and detour behind the main force of the Chinese army, you will have the opportunity to join forces with Horii and the others!" Given that the Chinese army's fighting will remain strong in front of you, but time is extremely urgent, the Central Plains resolutely gave up the plan to completely defeat the left-wing defenders after judging the situation.

Real goals are always relatively easy to achieve. After using them again, the Japanese army finally made a big gap of three or four hundred meters in the scattered line behind the original 448 defense zone by taking advantage of the cavalry to distract the opponent's attention.

"Everyone with the seeds! Come with me!" Seeing that the Japanese were about to leave, Ning Jingyu, who had already downgraded himself to an ordinary soldier, shouted at the top of his lungs, and bounced the gap with dozens of officers and soldiers around him at the fastest speed in his life.

In terms of heart, although he was notorious for killing innocent people, he always kept a bowl of rice and mixed with the soldiers when he was having meals. He sent the national disaster wages issued by the State Government and the subsidies privately issued by the army to the families of the fallen soldiers on time on time. When fighting, he always charged forward and retreated to the back of the Ning Yan King, who was in charge, was really heavy in the hearts of the tens of thousands of officers and soldiers of the New 152nd Division. His greeting immediately followed many heroic and iron-blooded men. After a long battle, they had more or less floating injuries on their bodies. At this rapid speed, they were even more and more stained with blood. However, the heart-wrenching pain that could not be transmitted from the cracked wounds did not make them rush to death.

Soon, the gap that had just been quiet and peaceful for a few seconds was filled with low and powerful roars, crisp gunshots, and dying whine. Although, due to the limited number of people, if these two, 300 warriors who had long put life and death aside, would not be able to completely block a huge gap, which would only reduce the flow rate of the Japanese army through here by 60 to 70%. However, for the Japanese who were eager to escape from the dilemma of being attacked from both sides, this level of resistance was unacceptable.

"One more rapid coverage!" The meaning contained in the wolf-like howling of Lieutenant General Watanabe, who was red in his eyes, made the Japanese artillery soldiers who were a little numb to death.

"Lieutenant General! The comparison of enemy and us forces near the breakthrough point is more than one to three, which is not worth it!" Colonel Teng Tianji, the captain of the 56th Artillery Regiment, persuaded him in anti-voice.

The answer to the colonel was a saber with chrysanthemum patterns on the body that was shining with cold light that was coming towards us!

"Bochi!" At the moment before consciousness disappeared, Teng Tianjin clearly saw that he was spraying out a round blood spring as thick as a bowl.

"Punch all the shells." After kicking Tengtian's head away, Masao Watanabe calmed down a lot after killing people. With endless fatigue and a little apology, the psychological pressure on the gunners was far greater than the lieutenant general's previous loud shout.

"Boom... rumbling, boom... rumbling." Hundreds of shells exploded! Thousands of shrapnel were crossing! When the smoke screen that was so deep that it almost covered the sunlight was a little weaker, the gap that was still crowded was present in front of the living people. The ubiquitous pieces of blood red, and thousands of soldiers in yellow and gray uniforms were sleeping soundly in various postures. This brought a different and sad scene, and it seemed so harmonious in the color matching, like a top-level famous painting created by the master of oil painting. At this moment, the cruel blood of the war was fully revealed!

Unfortunately, the Japanese, who had too low artistic appreciation level, destroyed this work of history at an astonishing high speed. With the tide of Japanese officers and soldiers coming, only a monotonous and boring color was left on the originally colorful picture, duck shit yellow!

The successful puncture operation of the Japanese army's assault group was undoubtedly a huge encouragement for the Japanese "Hori Cluster" that had been attacked on both sides. After the sudden rebuke and kick, the Japanese baggage troops who were already exhausted, the engineers took out their energy to return, and fought with their last breath.

As long as the strength of the two sides is not too disparate, the battle situation usually has several wave-like ups and downs. Now, it is Wen Songyuan's turn to come and taste the taste of a dilemma.

Should I take advantage of the remaining strength to divide my troops to block the Japanese assault group as soon as possible? Or do I take the armored troops as a sharp knife and follow the example to give the Japanese army in front of me a "one knife and two paragraphs" to meet Qian Shen's troops. This seemingly simple two-choice multiple-choice question, Wen Songyuan, who is not afraid of heaven or earth, is tortured so much that he sweats and looks like earth! His personal life and death are brave by nature, he doesn't care about it! But it is related to the entire battle situation and the fate of tens of thousands of officers and soldiers, so he can't help but worry about gains and losses, and is inexplicably nervous. After all, when Wen Songyuan first manipulated such a huge war machine, he encountered such a complicated melee. After several twists and turns, he felt exhausted and unscrupulous.

Fortunately, the darkest time in his life that Wen Songyuan was experiencing lasted for less than a quarter of an hour and was completely overwhelmed by a large piece of dust rising from the distance! After confirming with a signal flare, the majority of the New 170 Division, which was forcibly removed from the Western Front battlefield by Qian Shen's order when he set out from the military headquarters, was sent to Wen Songyuan's eyes, who claimed to be a tough guy! This twists and turns of battle finally made the outcome decide! But the next moment, bitterness and shame came to his heart again. How could he explain to Boss Cheng?

Of course, that was just a flash of thought. Then Wen Songyuan was so excited that he was busy waving the butcher knife in his hand and cutting his flesh. After all, the battle had not been finished yet, and it was still time to remedy it. With the rich results, he might have a better life in front of Cheng Jiaji, who thought he would be thunderous.

Wen Songyuan thought very well, but he also wanted the Japanese to give him this opportunity. Long before the Chinese army sent a signal flare contact, he knew that the use of troops had reached its limit, and that there would never be reinforcements at the Nakabara Quichi, so he passed the radio station to Horii's troops and other troops of the Japanese Myanmar Front who were struggling to support the other three battlefields, and at the same time issued an urgent order of 10,000: "Each unit will assault the southwest!"

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