The blood of the Anti-Japanese War stained the mountains and rivers

The army fought a grievous defeat on the Lanfeng battlefield. Facing the vicious Japanese army, millions of people had to drag their families and leave their occupied homes to evacuate towards Wuhan. Their hearts were also full of dissatisfaction. Abandon.

No one wants to be a refugee with no fixed place. The people in the occupied areas originally had confidence in their own army and donated money and materials to support them in fighting the invaders. But seeing the army retreat again, their hearts There is also a sense of disappointment and dissatisfaction.

The angry and unwilling soldiers and the disappointed and dissatisfied civilians are in a bad mood at the moment. They are crowded on this lifeless road, and the emotions accumulated in their hearts finally exploded.

Captain Wang Huzi had an urgent need to vent his emotions because of his failure to encircle and wipe out the Tufeiyuan Division, but the words of the middle-aged man who opened his mouth to refute were the fuse to detonate his emotions.

Wang Huzi's temperament was already irritable. Hearing the sarcasm in the other party's words, he rushed up with red eyes, grabbed the middle-aged man by the collar and shouted: "What the hell are you talking about? Who the hell is that?" The fugitives are defeated!"

The angry and ferocious appearance of Wang Huzi was really scary, but the middle-aged man was also pessimistic and disappointed with them. He was not afraid of the roaring Wang Huzi at all, and retorted: "It's not that the army is fleeing, so why are you running away? We donate money and materials. It’s not for you to eat and drink, it’s for you to beat the devils, but you are good enough to run faster than anyone else, leaving us all to the little devils..."

The middle-aged man became more and more excited as he talked. They left the homeland where their ancestors lived for generations, saw their homeland fall, and they themselves became refugees. They lived a precarious life, and all their dissatisfaction was vented.

"Who said we didn't beat the devils, countless of our brothers died there! They will never come back!" Wang Huzi also roared excitedly, saying that it was an insult to them not to beat the devils.

"How many of you died, don't care about me. I saw you run away. Our village was taken over by devils, and we lost our homes. How will we live in the future..."

"A bunch of wretches, what's the use of raising you." Some people around also yelled.

Wang Huzi and the others defended their home and country with passion, but in the end they shed blood and sacrificed, but they were not understood by the people. Instead, they encountered accusations.

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No one expected that Wang Huzi would suddenly hit people with his hands. The people crowded together with the army suddenly became confused, and many people screamed.

"Soldiers beat people! Soldiers beat people!" Someone shouted in the chaotic crowd, causing chaos on the crowded road.

When Wang Huzi beat him up, young and strong people from the same village rushed up, and the brothers in Wang Huzi's company also all rushed up, yelling and refusing to give in to each other.

In the beginning, it was a tug of war between a few people, and eventually it turned into a gang fight with hundreds of people. The wailing was not counted for a while, and the road was blocked.

Yang Ling saw that the team stopped and there was a commotion in front of them, thinking that the devil's interspersed troops were spared to the front, and hurried to the front with the regiment's guard platoon.

But when we got to the scene of the incident, we found out that it was not some kind of ghosts who interspersed with troops, but soldiers and civilians had a gang fight. As the company commander, Wang Huzi not only didn't stop him, but had the most fun fighting shirtless, which made him very angry Seven orifices smoke.

"Bang!" Yang Ling pulled out the pistol on his waist and pulled the trigger towards the sky.

Shocked by the sudden gunshot, the two sides that were shouting and fighting together stopped in unison. Only Wang Huzi and a sturdy man wrestled on the ground, strangling each other's necks.

With a wave of Yang Ling's hand, the brothers in the guard platoon immediately stepped forward to separate the fighting parties. Yang Ling kicked each of the wrestling parties to separate them.

The encirclement and annihilation of the Tufeiyuan Division failed, and Yang Ling, as the commander of the army, was also in a bad mood. At this time, Wang Huzi was still worried, and he wanted to slap him with both ears.

"What's going on?!" Yang Ling asked with a dark face, staring at the two with bruised noses and swollen faces.

"Sir, he beat people with his hands!" the commoner complained angrily, pointing at Wang's beard.

Wang Huzi also hung his neck and said: "Regiment deputy, our brothers went through life and death to protect them, but they called us deserters and defeated soldiers. I can't swallow this in my heart!"

Yang Ling kicked Wang Huzi and cursed: "You can't hit people even if he scolds us. We are soldiers, so we have the strength to save the little devils. Don't play tricks on our own people!"

After being scolded so badly, Wang Huzi was full of dissatisfaction, but because of Yang Ling's majesty, he snorted and dared not refute.

"The reason why they scolded us was that we didn't live up to our expectations! We brothers left our hometowns to fight in the army, and we sacrificed thousands of brothers along the way. But we didn’t hold onto this land, we kept losing battles, we deserve to be scolded by them! Who made our lives cheap, we can’t even get a straw mat if we die..."

Yang Ling scolded Wang Huzi, who bowed his head and said nothing, but he could hear the people around him lower their heads in shame. When the country is ruined and their families are destroyed, they need to be united, but they blame the retreating army because of the fall of their homeland. In fact, this army He also shed his blood to defend this land.

"Give your money to the injured villagers, and apologize." After Yang Ling finished cursing, he said to Wang Huzi and the others.

Although Wang Huzi and the others were extremely reluctant, they still took out the military pay they had saved and handed it to the common people with bruised noses and swollen faces to apologize.

Yang Ling's words let the common people know that they shouldn't put all the responsibility for the fall of their homes on the army. After calming down, how could they collect money at this moment.

"Sir, we have something wrong, so don't worry about it. The bosses did a great job in shedding blood and sacrificing their lives. You beat the devils in front, and we are not ignorant people. We can take the boss's life money like this."

A middle-aged man shouted to the people around him: "Big guy, tell me if this makes sense."

"Yes, bosses, please keep the money, we don't want it." The people around also echoed.

Seeing the actions of these common people, Yang Ling was greatly moved, and raised his hand to salute them, Wang Huzi and the others also raised their hands, which made the common people feel uneasy.

"Bosses, are you hungry? I still have a few pancakes here." A commoner looked at these blood-stained soldiers and subconsciously took out the dry food in his package.

Body 4 Chapter [-] Ambush to Stop the Enemy

"Pursuit! Destroy the Chinese army!"

The arrival of reinforcements on the battlefield relieved the Doi Enu Division from the danger of being encircled and wiped out. However, the severely injured Japanese army did not intend to let it go, but immediately launched a retaliatory pursuit.

The Japanese army was invincible in the Chinese battlefield. The Chinese army, which was often beaten several times, was defeated for thousands of miles.

Three elite Japanese divisions pressed forward across the board, with mechanized troops such as tanks and cavalry as the vanguard, and the main infantry as the backing, trying to wipe out the retreating Chinese army on the Lanfeng battlefield and fight a beautiful counterattack.

In the plain area of ​​North China, the terrain is flat, which is very conducive to the actions of the Japanese mechanized troops. Not long after Yang Ling and the others retreated, the Japanese pursuers approached them.

"Regimental Commander Zhang! The brigade ordered!" Yang Ling and the others were moving and retreating intensively, when an orderly chased after him on a scrawny horse.

"The little devil is catching up. The brigade ordered our regiment to sweep away the tail behind and shift the main force of the covering army."

After reading the handwritten military order, the head of the regiment, Zhang Handuo, raised his head solemnly.

After their regiment captured Maoguzhai, they had been resting and acting as a reserve team. Before the general offensive was launched, the troops retreated across the board.

The rest of the fraternal troops began to retreat in great strides as soon as they got off the battlefield before taking a breath. They were exhausted after several days of fierce fighting, so the task of stopping the pursuers from the rear fell on the shoulders of their regiment.

Those who resist the enemy in the back of the palace have always fought desperate battles. If you don't pay attention, you will be eaten up by the enemies who are chasing you. Besides, this is a flat plain area, and it is a deadly job. No one wants to do it.

"Brother Yang, how do you think we will fight this battle?" Zhang Handuo, the regiment leader, held the warrant with the seal of the brigade headquarters and sighed helplessly.

Originally thought that this battle was over, regardless of victory or defeat, they could retreat to the rear to recuperate for a period of time, but who would have thought that they would still have such a near-death job at the end of the day, it was really bad luck for eight lifetimes.

Yang Ling also knew how difficult it was to stop the devils from chasing soldiers in this plain area. This was a severe test for them. If they didn't pay attention, these thousands of people might have to stay here with their lives.

However, compared to the safe transfer of their tens of thousands of brothers from the 74th Army, these thousand of them were insignificant. As an officer, Yang Ling did not want to sacrifice the lives of his brothers in vain.

After thinking for a moment, Yang Ling suggested, "Tuan Zuo, take the wounded and evacuate first, and I will take a battalion of brothers to stay behind for a while."

"I agree to let the wounded evacuate first, but the brothers who can fight will stay. There are more people and more strength, and they can block for a longer period of time."

Yang Ling shook his head and said, "This is a plain area, so there are so many people that it becomes a living target for the devils. Besides, we can't afford to take the brothers from the whole regiment into it."

After hearing this, Zhang Handuo also felt that it made sense, but he was worried that the strength of a battalion was too weak to stop the devils from chasing them.

"Tuan Zuo, don't worry, as long as the little devils dare to catch up, I guarantee that they will come and go, please trust me." Yang Ling looked at Zhang Handuo's hesitation, and opened his mouth murderously.

Seeing Yang Ling's confident look, Zhang Handuo agreed, and said: "The brigade is just letting us mop up the tail. We will retreat when we repel the devils. Don't love to fight. I'll wait for you in the town ahead."

Yang Ling nodded, and asked the deputy battalion commander, Lao Yanqiang, to take the only 300 remaining brothers from the third battalion to turn around and go back, preparing to stop the devils from chasing soldiers.