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

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The brothers of the honor company sang loudly. The sonorous and powerful singing was mixed with the sound of rain and thunder, making it even more vigorous and exciting.

Naturally, Wang Huzi was not to be outdone, they had to compete with honor in everything, his hoarse voice rang out.

"Chop off the heads of the devils with a big knife, and sing together—"

Wang Huzi and his brothers in the company also puffed up their cheeks and roared unwillingly.

The big sword slashed at the heads of the devils!

The day of war has come!

There are volunteers from the Northeast ahead,

There are people from all over the country behind,

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The voices of the brothers were higher and higher, and the passionate military songs of the vicissitudes of the Northwest soldiers covered up the sound of the storm.

Chinese province 28,

The children of Guangxi are the strongest,

Born to fight,

Everyone likes to be soldiers,

Pick up the gun and go to the battlefield

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Although the troops of the 74th Army are troops of the Central Army, after several fierce battles, the soldiers added to the troops came from all over the country.

Brothers from all provinces quickly sang along in a chaotic manner, and singing with various accents echoed over the camp.

Looking at those brothers who were singing military songs hard, Yang Ling and the others felt an unspeakable feeling in their hearts.

When the Japanese army invaded China, these passionate men threw their families and sons into this vigorous resistance. They threw their heads and blood and made great sacrifices to defend their families and the country. They should not be forgotten.

There was a clatter of horseshoes in the rain, and the horseshoes splashed muddy water and came galloping. A drenched orderly rushed to the regiment gate and reined in the skinny horse.

"Regimental Commander Zhang, Deputy Commander Yang, the Commander asked you to go to the Divisional Headquarters for a meeting immediately."

Zhang Handuo and Yang Ling didn't hesitate. After arranging the garrison, they quickly put on their raincoats and followed the messengers to the division headquarters.

The headquarters of the 51st Division was set up in a wooden house in De'an County. The rainwater dripped down the eaves, causing serious water accumulation on the ground, and the entire county was shrouded in humid water vapor.

They reined in their horses at the gate of the division, and seeing the heavily guarded soldiers around them, they felt the unusual atmosphere.

They walked quickly into the division headquarters, ignoring their wet clothes, and went straight to the meeting room under the guidance of a guard.

The meeting room of the division headquarters was equally simple, with a long, tattered table placed in the center of the room surrounded by a few long benches. The room was dark and damp with a musty smell.

"Commander Zhang, Deputy Commander Yang, sit here." Seeing Yang Ling and the others stepping into the threshold, a tall colonel greeted them.

After the Battle of Lanfeng in the 51st Division, except for Zhang Handuo and his 301st regiment, the four regiment leaders of the [-]st Division have not changed, and the heads of the other three regiments have all changed.

Due to the promotion of Zhang Lingfu, Qiu Weida and others, the heads of the 302nd, 305th and 306th regiments were replaced by Lin Xiufeng, Tang Shenghai and Chang Xiaode respectively.

Yang Ling and Zhang Handuo found their own seats and sat down. Zhang Handuo asked Lin Xiufeng, who arrived next to him first, and said, "Commander Lin, the teacher called us here in such a hurry, do you know what's going on?"

Lin Xiufeng, the head of the 302nd Regiment, didn't hide anything either, "I heard that the Sichuan army in front has already engaged the devils."

Hearing Lin Xiufeng's answer, Yang Ling and the others had a certainty in their minds. They had only rested for less than a month after withdrawing from the Lanfeng battlefield. They didn't expect to fight again.

Text Chapter 429 The Battle Begins

It was raining heavily, and the air was filled with moist water vapor.

In the dimly lit residential house, the commanders of the various brigades and regiments under the 51st Division arrived one after another. There were both familiar faces to Yang Ling and relatively unfamiliar ones.

Their troops lost more than 74 people on the Lanfeng battlefield, and officers at all levels of the [-]th Army have a tradition of leading the way, so that the casualties of officers are frequently replaced.

With weapons and equipment lagging far behind the elite Japanese army, although officers at all levels were suspected of leaving their posts in the charge to attack fortified positions, it was a strong guarantee to maintain the combat effectiveness of an army under difficult conditions.

The division commander, General Wang Yaowu, had not yet arrived, and the officers who walked into the meeting room also found their own places to sit down. Some closed their eyes and fell asleep silently, and some talked with familiar people.

The officers who liked to smoke began to distribute cigarettes to the people around them, and soon the air was filled with the smell of tobacco.

Zhou Zhidao, commander of the 151st Brigade, also arrived soon, and the officers in the room naturally stood up and saluted without daring to neglect.

Brigadier Zhou Zhidao didn't have the slightest airs. If he took off his general uniform, he would look more like a simple farmer.

"Sit down, sit down." Brigadier Zhou Zhidao kindly asked Yang Ling and the others to relax while twisting his sleeves.

Zhou Zhidao looked at the officers who were mostly wet in the room, and told the guards outside: "Go and find some dry clothes for them to change into. There is going to be a war soon. If you get gonorrhea, you won't be able to get well."

The guard saluted and turned around, and soon the quartermaster of the division came over with a large pile of dry clothes for Yang Ling and the others to replace.

The wet clothes stick to the skin, mixed with sweat and sticky. Although it is already July, the humidity in the south is heavy and it is still uncomfortable.

Yang Ling and the other troop commanders didn't care about avoiding suspicion, so they took off their wet clothes and put on dry clothes in the room. They were full of gratitude to the brigade commander Zhou Zhidao.

They were just about to change into dry clothes when the division commander Wang Yaowu came over surrounded by a group of staff officers.

"salute!"

Following the guard's yell, Yang Ling and the others raised their chests and retracted their stomachs, put their feet together and stood at attention, their heels bumped together and they raised their hands in salute.

After the division commander Wang Yaowu also raised his hand to salute, he went to the chair at the head and sat down, pressing his hands down. Then Yang Ling and the others sat on both sides of the long table according to their respective positions.

"Everyone, I just got the news that the Japanese army has captured Jiujiang in a sneak attack, and they are now rushing towards Ruichang and Jinguan Bridge." General Wang Yaowu paused and raised his voice to remind, "Everyone, a new battle has begun! "

After General Wang Yaowu finished speaking, the army commanders at all levels in the house were all serious. Apart from the sound of rain outside the house, the silent needle drop could be heard.

They had already made psychological preparations for the Japanese army to attack so quickly, because the news of the fall of the Madang Fortress came a few days ago, and they knew that this day would come sooner or later, but they did not expect it to be so soon.

General Wang Yaowu stood up from his seat, picked up his baton and pointed to the one-hundred-thousandth military map hanging on the wall.

"According to intelligence, this time the Japanese army deployed nearly 30 troops to attack Wuhan in two directions. The enemy is coming fiercely. There are countless devils and strong generals attacking me along the Yangtze River. Let me ask, are you afraid? !"

General Wang Yaowu glanced over Yang Ling and the others' straight bodies, and asked loudly.

"Not afraid!"

The troop commanders present here have all fought bloody battles with devils on the battlefield, and many of them have even fought bayonets with little devils. There is an arrogance in their bones that refuses to admit defeat, and they answer with full confidence.