Rise From Eight Hundred

This was not a formal military meeting.

The 43rd Army headquarters was a simple residence, with only Tang Dao and the lieutenant general of the 43rd Army.

This was less than half an hour after Tang Dao arrived at the 43rd Army 26th Division. After the military meeting, the lieutenant general asked to talk to Tang Dao alone.

Without any extra greetings, the lieutenant general, whose face was originally a little gloomy, almost went straight to the point. After briefly describing the current situation, he asked the entire Sixing Battalion, which had just been grandly welcomed, to leave.

"No, our Sixing Battalion is determined to go to Songjiang with you, sir." Tang Dao met the somewhat tragic eyes of the army lieutenant general and shook his head to refuse.

"Why are you doing this? My 43rd Army has received a military order to defend Songjiang to the death, but your Sixing Battalion has not. There is no need to die in vain." Lieutenant General Guo sighed.

"Alas! The Battle of Songhu has been completely lost. No matter how desperate you and I are, we can't change the outcome."

This is Tang Dao. Although he has now become the lieutenant colonel battalion commander of the Four-Line Battalion directly under the theater, he is from the 26th Division after all. This lieutenant general of the army said such a big truth.

This is actually his complaint to the one sitting in the highest position. If he hadn't said he would fight today, retreat tomorrow, and fooled the whole army the day after tomorrow, how could hundreds of thousands of elite troops fall into the situation where they have to scramble to escape now?

It's funny to let him 700 people defend for three days and nights! Do you think Songjiang is the Four-Line Warehouse? The Japanese can't hit it with small artillery, and they dare not use heavy artillery. Of course, they can fight against the majority with a small number of people for a few days.

But Songjiang is just a small city. Tens of thousands of Japanese soldiers rushed up and drowned his 700 people with a mouthful of saliva!

In his mind, even if there was a Songjiang Security Corps, it would be a miracle if they could hold out for half a day with two or three thousand people. The whole army would be in retreat.

Of course, Tang Dao was also very clear about the purpose of Lieutenant General Guo telling the truth in order to persuade Tang Dao not to go.

The entire 26th Division was trapped by military orders and had to go to Songjiang, a deadly place. He didn't want Tang Dao to die. He had the intention of cherishing talents, but in fact, it was more of a trust.

The soldiers of the 26th Division were basically recruited from several counties around Tang Dao's hometown. Many relatives and friends came to join the army together. Who is not afraid of death on the battlefield? But seeing that his cousins ​​were still smiling at him in the morning, and turned into cold corpses at noon, who wouldn't be red in the eyes?

Sichuan people are both loyal and face-conscious, and they pay special attention to nepotism. Otherwise, there would not be so many forces.

They were so desperate that they didn't care about their lives. After only one battle in Songhu, the number of people was reduced from more than 8,000 to 700. The reputation of the Pao brothers who never showed off was earned, but their lives were almost lost.

Even so, more than 700 people carried more than 200 seriously injured soldiers who could still be rescued away from the battlefield, carrying them wherever they went.

At dawn, Liu Gongdu and Lao Wang returned with Tang Dao and the Four-line Camp. Lieutenant General Guo, who personally greeted them from the garrison as the commander of the army, valued the two mountain cannons and a cart of canned meat supplies that Tang Dao promised to give to the 26th Division, rather than the large amount of medicines sent by Tang Dao.

That was what the 26th Division needed most. Without those medicines, it would be a miracle if one-third of those seriously injured soldiers were alive.

But a military order came, and the only more than 700 people of the 26th Division of the 43rd Army had to rush to Songjiang City, which was about to block the only way for the landing Japanese army.

They died, and lived up to the name of Sichuan Army, but what about these 200 seriously injured soldiers?

Rely on others? Even Tang Dao, a meritorious official who was personally greeted by him, the lieutenant general of the army, was lost, who else could Lieutenant General Guo dare to rely on?

The 700 people who are still intact now will not survive, but the number of the 43rd Army cannot be lost. These more than 200 seriously injured soldiers are the seeds for the 43rd Army to start anew in the future.

After thinking about it, Lieutenant General Guo can only put his hope on Tang Dao, hoping that he will take these more than 200 seriously injured soldiers away for the sake of being a part of the Sichuan Army.

In the past, there was no Tang Dao and no Four-line Camp. Lieutenant General Guo, who was not pedantic in doing things, also put enough thought into it. He separated more than half of the more than 700 people and took the seriously injured soldiers to retreat, and he took more than 100 people to Songjiang. He did not violate the military order and intended to serve the country with his own body, but also left the seeds of revival for the 43rd Army.

But Tang Dao seemed to have his brain damaged by fighting. He was so stupid that he wanted to accompany him to break through even though he knew it was a dead end. How could General Guo not be so depressed that he just told the truth? He almost pointed his finger at Tang Dao and cursed: Are you crazy?

"Sir, Songjiang is not necessarily a dead end." Tang Dao suddenly said in a shocking way. "We may not win this battle, but we can still defend it for three days and three nights."

This is not Tang Dao's unfounded bragging. In the past, although the defenders of Songjiang suffered heavy casualties, they did block the Japanese Tenth Army in the small city of Songjiang for three days and three nights. If not, hundreds of thousands of troops would not have to wait until the Battle of Nanjing, and this battle would have consumed them.

"Captain Tang, I also know that you have the experience of fighting against thousands with hundreds of people in the Battle of Sihang, but you know that Songjiang is not the Sihang Warehouse." Seeing that Tang Dao was unmoved and wanted to brag about his military exploits, Lieutenant General Guo couldn't help but get angry.

"Sir, when I said we would guard for three days and three nights, it was not just a figment of my imagination, but there were three reasons." Tang Dao was not afraid of the anger of an army lieutenant general and held up three fingers.

"Okay, I'll give you five minutes to convince me, otherwise take your people and get out of here. You can take the 200 wounded soldiers if you want to, but I'll send someone to take them away if you don't want to." Lieutenant General Guo raised his eyebrows and spoke in a more serious tone.

Since receiving the military order, he and the two lieutenant generals of the 26th Division and a bunch of major generals under his command have been scratching their heads, but they can't think of a reason to hold on for three days and nights, but Tang Dao is good, he can come up with three.

Could it be that they are all idiots?

Several generals are strong men who have worked from platoon leaders to generals for decades. In terms of ability, they are all talents picked from thousands of miles away. It is impossible for them to be stupid, but they are in the game, so they naturally don't understand this battle as well as the little butterfly from the future who has studied this game countless times.

"First, although the Japanese troops landing in Jinshanwei are aggressive, they will inevitably be blocked by the front-line soldiers on the Jinshanwei beach position. It is just their imagination to land all of them in a short time. This at least buys our army half a day.

Second, it is difficult for pedestrians to walk on the beach position, let alone various heavy equipment. Even if the Japanese can land, they must be mainly equipped with light equipment. If they want to be fast, they have to come lightly from Jinshanwei to Songjiang, 50 kilometers away. In the early stage of the battle, the Japanese army without heavy artillery support is not that scary." Tang Dao retracted his second finger.

This is also not Tang Dao's nonsense. In the past, the 114th Division of the 10th Army of the Japanese Army and part of the 6th Division crashed into Songjiang like this. The Japanese army, which had no heavy artillery of more than 150 calibers and only 75 caliber mountain artillery at most, ran into a bump in Songjiang City and could only watch hundreds of thousands of Chinese elites in Shanghai run away.

"What about the third one!" The eyes of the lieutenant general of the army were already bright, and he couldn't wait to ask.

"Third, it is definitely not just our 26th Division and the Songjiang Security Corps that are ordered to garrison Songjiang. Although that person is not capable of commanding a large-scale battle, he still has vision. He will definitely deploy troops in Songjiang, a key place related to the life and death of hundreds of thousands of troops. My 26th Division may just be a bonus for him to appease another general." Tang Dao smiled slightly.

"Good guy, no wonder he can become the commander of the world-famous Four-Line Battalion. He is indeed quite capable." The lieutenant general of the army, who was in the game but did not know the situation, finally realized it at this moment. Although he was a little embarrassed, he finally showed joy on his face.

The great army commander had previously been thinking about the great power of the Japanese invaders, but he ignored that if his side wanted to defend the key place, they would never send his mere 700 people, even if his 26th Division of the 43rd Army had achieved impressive results in the battle of Dachang Town.

Because, the real influence of the Songjiang battle was another strong army.

The 67th Army, the Northeast Army!

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PS: I'm really sorry, I had an urgent matter to go to the college this morning, and I was busy until just now. I updated it immediately after I got home. Sorry for the late update!