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Chapter 1094 Miracles (seeking a monthly ticket)

No matter how angry he is, the chairman will not lose his mind.

At least he knew that Tang Shengzhi would no longer be willing to take the blame for him, and he could only give this order.

The three German divisions, plus the teaching corps, are the most skilled troops in the chairman's hands, and must not be lost in Nanjing...

After hesitating for a whole half of a day, it was almost early in the morning that the Chairman gritted his teeth and asked Wei Lin to draft a military order and sent it to Nanjing: If the situation cannot last for a long time, the camera can retreat and use the intention to organize it and counterattack.

Tang Shengzhi, who was discussing with Zhou Xi and trying to find a way to get a boat from where, was relieved when he saw the military order sent from Wuhan, and sat down on the chair.

Chiang finally surrendered.

After a while, Tang Shengzhi sat upright and handed the electric order to Zhou Xi. He said with uncontrollable excitement: "Call the personnel immediately and formulate a retreat plan!"

"I understand!" Zhou Xi also responded excitedly.

It was already two o'clock in the morning when the relevant staff were summoned.

After repeated discussions by Tang Shengzhi, Luo Zhuoying, Zhou Xi and several combat staff members, they all believed that it would be best to set the retreat time after three days, that is, the fourteenth night.

Tang Shengzhi also strictly ordered anyone to leak the Chairman's order to retreat.

Compared with the attack, the defeat and retreat were many times more complicated. One thing is that the entire army was defeated, and Tang Shengzhi had to be cautious.

Zhou Xi and a group of staff officers formulated a retreat plan overnight.

Fang Buwei didn't know that within half a day, the Chairman and Tang Shengzhi fought for several more rounds, and finally the Chairman compromised.

At 11:00 a.m. on the 11th, he received a message from Hu Zongnan, asking him to cross the river after dark.

Apart from that, Hu Zongnan didn't say a word.

Fang Buwei has been following Song Yuanliang to hold the front line, and Hu Nannan has no other way to contact him, so he can only ask someone to bring a message.

So he didn't dare to mention the withdrawal of the First Army at night, let alone the situation where the Japanese army had crossed the river and was preparing to encircle Nanjing.

Fang Buwei only thought that Hu Nan saw the war was unfavorable and was worried that he would be trapped in the city, so he refused.

In fact, even if Fang Buwei knew the detailed situation, he would not leave early.

The Eighty-Eighth Division is about to lose control.

Yuhuatai was completely lost, and the remnants of the 88th Division had all retreated outside the Zhonghua Gate.

I don’t know if it was because the casualties were too severe under Yuhua Platform, and the Japanese army wanted to take revenge on the 88th Division, so the entire city wall was attacked by the most remnants of the Zhonghua Gate to Guanghua Gate.

Fang Buwei suspected that it was probably because Tang Shengzhi saw that the 88th Division was the most tenacious and bravest to fight, so he used it conveniently, so even though there were less than two thousand men left in the 88th Division, he was still sent to the most powerful place in the enemy's attack: outside the Zhonghua Gate.

The 6th Japanese Division attacked the city, partly attacked the Zhonghua Gate, and partly launched a fierce attack on the remnants of the 88th Division on the position outside the city gate.

The two thousand people from the 88th Division have been blocked outside the city gate and are attacked from both sides.

The only one in the division was Wu Qiujian, who was guarding the broken city wall with a shelling company.

While greeting Commander Tang, Song Yuanliang gritted his teeth and commanded the remnants. As the Japanese offensive stopped, he quickly repaired the fortifications and replenished ammunition.

Seeing Fang Buwei appearing quietly behind him again, Song Yuanliang said angrily: "Why haven't you left yet? Are you afraid that I will run away?"

Fang Buwei subconsciously shook his head.

It is really too unpredictable that the 88th Division can persevere until now.

Including Song Yuanliang.

Up to now, he had not seen any thought of abandoning his troops and escaping from Song Yuanliang's eyes.

Even though he was cursing, Song Yuanliang still stood on the front line and directed the remnants to resist.

In fact, what Fang Buwei admires the most is the military style of the 88th Division.

After arriving in Nanjing, the division had 7,000 people, of which 3,000 were recruits, which were recruits during the battle in Shanghai, such as the Zhejiang Security Corps. In the past, they did not even have many miscellaneous troops.

Gao Zhisong, the commander of the 264th Brigade, who had been killed, led two security regiments to take over as the brigade commander of Huang Meixing after he led two security regiments to join in.

The other three thousand came to Nanjing and recruited strong men to supplement them.

I have never even touched this part before, but when I first came, I couldn't even pull the bolt.

Zhu Chi, Gao Zhisong, Han Xianyuan, Liao Lingqi, Wu Qiujian and others, and the remaining No. 1,000 veterans, were trained for days and nights.

Such a unit could actually hold on Yuhuatai for two days and two nights, kill more than 10,000 enemies, and truly fight to the last person, and fight to the death without retreating?

Look at Gao Zhisong, Zhu Chi, Han Xianyuan, and Liao Lingqi, who had already died, were crawling in the trenches and wearing bayonets. When the enemy approached, they would know that.

It's been nearly four months since the soldiers didn't see a dime in military pay.

It's a miracle!

With this alone, Fang Buwei had to admire Song Yuanliang's good military management skills.

Fang Buwei was really unthinking about when Song Yuanliang's mood changed and he finally left the army and ran away?

Could it be that he was unfair and thought that Tang Shengzhi was unfair and just stared at his sheep and pulled it out, so he simply broke the can?

Thinking of this, Fang Buwei shook his head again and persuaded Song Yuanliang: "If I leave like this, how can I be worthy of these brothers who have already died and who are still fighting hard?"

Fang Buwei paused, pointed at more than a hundred meters away. Liao Lingqi, who was poking his head out of the trench and was about to rush up to fight for bayonets, said: "At least, you must write down the details of the brothers who bravely killed the enemy and fight to the death, and report it to the Chairman for information..."

I see!

Song Yuanliang breathed a sigh of relief.

He also found that Fang Buwei was not a general bias towards the Eighty-Eighth Teacher, and in addition to not giving him money, he almost responded to every request.

At the most important time, his guards were sent to help the 88th Division block the gap.

The big company commander was shot, but fortunately he was not seriously injured.

"I thought you were reluctant to leave because you wanted to look at me!" Song Yuanliang said half-jokingly.

Fang Buwei also has the title of a special commander in the battle, but he has never forgotten it.

Because Song Yuanliang really had the idea of ​​withdrawing troops against orders.

If Fang Buwei hadn't watched it hard, he would have left when Tang Shengzhi ordered him to lead the remnants to defend the military order outside the Zhonghua Gate.

Monk Tang is so stupid that it is not a thing. Is it the only one who guards Nanjing that he is the eighty-eighth division?

"Don't worry!" Song Yuanliang patted Fang Buwei's shoulder and said with a firm look on his face, "It's not the first day of war, how can I not know that Commander Tang is a clever wife who can't cook without rice? No matter how much he scolds, he will naturally have to fight down..."

Fang Buwei stared at Song Yuanliang and blinked.

(End of this chapter)
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