Rise From Eight Hundred

98 Japanese cavalrymen were almost naked.

Under the cold sunlight of the late autumn afternoon in Jiangnan, the bodies were shining with a bluish-white luster, and appeared in the cold eyes of Lieutenant General Shigeharu Suematsu, the commander of the 114th Division of the Japanese Army.

That was the only "object" that the 2nd Cavalry Squadron, which arrived an hour later, could find on the battlefield.

The sabers equipped by the Imperial Knights were very sharp, and were taken away by the enemies who defeated them. The horses were majestic and were ridden away. Even the war horses that died in the battle might be taken away because the horse meat could be used as food to fill their stomachs. The Japanese army could understand all these.

But the clothes on the bodies of the Imperial Knights who died in the battle might have been stripped off by the Chinese because they were warm enough.

There were not many bodies that still had the remains of clothes, which should be because they were stained with too much blood and exuded disgusting organs, and were retained by the Chinese.

So it might be a kind of luck that they did not have to be frozen into white strips of meat naked in the autumn wind in southeast China after death!

At least that's what many Japanese officers thought.

However, no one dared to speak, and they all kept their heads down.

Because their lieutenant general division commander was very angry.

Very angry!

Furious!

After receiving the telegram from the highest commander of the vanguard, the lieutenant colonel of the cavalry regiment, no one dared to approach the lieutenant general of the army who was less than 1.6 meters tall, with short legs and thick neck, and looked like a Chinese cook if he was tied with an apron.

The Japanese lieutenant general of the army closed his lips tightly, his cheeks bulged into a terrible arc, his eyes looked forward coldly, and he had been riding on his warhorse without saying a word for 30 minutes.

Those who knew him knew that this was a symptom of the irritable lieutenant general of the army wanting to kill people.

On the battlefield in North China a month ago, because a small team was searching for the remnants of the Chinese army, they were ambushed by a Chinese infantry company in a village using the terrain advantage and all died in battle. The Chinese hung all their bodies on the big tree at the entrance of the village.

The lieutenant general of the army, who also kept his lips tightly shut after receiving the news, arrived at the scene and first ordered the second lieutenant of the infantry squad where the squad was located to apologize to His Majesty the Emperor by committing seppuku, and then ordered two infantry squadrons to surround the village with a population of hundreds of people and issued a military order to massacre the village.

Five or six hundred Chinese civilians, from the elderly in their seventies to babies in swaddling clothes, were all slaughtered.

The entire village was also burned down.

It seemed that this village in northern China had never existed.

Of course, compared to the commander of the 6th Division, Tani Hisao, who was still 30 kilometers away, this one was simply a kind-hearted old man.

In order to strike the will of the Chinese army to resist, that one ordered the massacre of 9,000 Chinese soldiers and civilians in one breath after conquering Baoding.

There were no prisoners of war in that city.

These Japanese officers did not know that this was also the reason why Tang Dao stabbed Fujiwara to death with a single knife after hearing the conditions he offered.

For Tang Dao, who is familiar with the history of war, the Tenth Army of the Japanese Army is an army composed of beasts, and no one is qualified to sit at the negotiation table.

But obviously, this time, Shigeharu Suematsu's anger far exceeded that in North China.

The death of nearly 400 soldiers in two infantry squadrons of the previous reconnaissance squadron was far less than the death of a cavalry squadron this time.

It was not just the disappearance of an elite of the Imperial Army, but the death of Major Fujiwara Ichi, who served as the highest commander of this cavalry squadron.

The senior officers of the 114th Division who knew a little about the inside story knew that the division commander was really in trouble.

The Fujiwara family is one of the oldest ancient families in the island. It has been active in Japanese politics for nearly a thousand years and occupies a pivotal position in the current political arena.

Not to mention the political arena, just in the army, the Fujiwara family has one general and several lieutenant generals. It is a common practice for the great nobles in the island to send the third generation of the direct line to the army for training so that they can take higher positions and continue to inherit the family glory.

Being able to send Fujiwara Ichi to the 114th Division as a special division was naturally the result of careful selection and good communication and coordination by his elders, which was enough to ensure that he could obtain military merits and qualifications smoothly, and also ensure safety.

For Shigeharu Suematsu, this was naturally an opportunity to cling to his thighs. If he took good care of the younger generation of the big boss, he would naturally get the big boss's return, and he would have the opportunity to take a step forward through this war.

Otherwise, a lieutenant general of a special division would have almost no chance of becoming a general when there were still 17 regular division commanders in front of him.

Unexpectedly, a strategic troop transfer by the headquarters completely shattered the ambition of Lieutenant General Shigeharu Suematsu. Not to incur revenge from the Fujiwara family was already a blessing for his ancestors.

The Japanese Army Lieutenant General's cold eyes, which could freeze all the Japanese officers around him to death, slid across Fujiwara Ichi's twisted and deformed young face, and regret and coldness flashed in his eyes.

That was a phenomenon that only occurred after suffering extreme pain.

The blow of the Tang Dao did not completely pierce the heart, but twisted the blade, broke the sternum, and then cut the ventricle with the blade, which eventually led to the death of the Japanese officer whose hands were stained with the blood of four Chinese cavalrymen.

It would be strange if it didn't hurt.

But if the Japanese didn't feel pain, how could the Chinese feel happy?

Think about the Chinese civilians who were massacred because of the war, who would ask them if it hurts?

The dead have long been fearless of pain, but the ones who feel the most pain are the living.

All family members were slaughtered, leaving only one person alive in this world. What kind of feeling is that?

Leng Feng knows it best.

Tang Dao knows that Leng Feng, whose only younger brother died in the battle, is in great pain. He is so painful that he always clenched his fists and frowned when facing the Japanese army's blade, even when he fell asleep, in the dead of night.

The moment when he was not fighting was always the most painful moment for the tough guy. Even if he had to force himself to fall asleep, his heart was bleeding.

But Tang Dao never tried to comfort him.

Never think that you can understand the pain of others, because there is no real empathy in this world.

As a comrade-in-arms, all Tang Dao has to do is to make the enemy who inflicted the pain on his brothers and his own people even more painful.

The young Japanese major felt it, and the Japanese lieutenant general who stared at his body also felt it.

This is war.

The strong can unscrupulously vent their anger on the weak, and the weak's desperate counterattack, even if the claws are not so sharp and the teeth are not so sharp, can also leave the strong with unforgettable scars.

Suematsu Shigeharu knew that all his regrets were useless. He could not calm the anger of the nobles from the main island of Japan. The only way to keep his current status was military merit.

But before that, he needed to vent his anger first.

He glanced at the officers of the vanguard who came to him to apologize, and his cold eyes flashed, and he ordered: "Order, in this Songjiang battle of our division, the 1st Infantry Battalion of the 115th Infantry Regiment will continue to serve as the vanguard.

All officers of the 18th Cavalry Regiment, from Lieutenant Colonel Kanshichiro Amagi to lieutenants and above, will go to the division's supervisory team to receive 20 lashes, and then continue to search around Songjiang. However, I don't want to see any Chinese, yours, understand?"

"Hey!" Most of the Japanese officers who were silent were pale.

They understood the subtext of this military order.

Although they were not directly ordered to commit suicide by disembowelment, they had indirectly sent them on the road to see Amaterasu.

The vanguard troops attacking a city often suffer the most casualties, because they will be responsible for exposing the enemy's firepower points, rather than really being able to take it down in one go.

To put it bluntly, they are cannon fodder.

The cavalrymen of the 18th Cavalry Regiment who were ordered to continue searching were not much better. Not only did they have to massacre the villages near the battlefield, but they were also likely to be attacked by Chinese cavalry.

The 98 bodies of the 1st Cavalry Squadron have proved that the Chinese cavalry had combat power beyond their expectations.

The lieutenant general division commander who issued the wrong military order needed someone to take the blame, and someone to bear the anger, even to his compatriots.

The Chinese in Songjiang City said that there could be more anger like this.

Just like Tang Dao ordered the cavalrymen to strip the dead bodies of the Japanese cavalry all over the ground before leaving, Gong Shaoxun, who was already familiar with his tactics, told his subordinates without his explanation.

The Japanese uniforms and the like are actually not important.

This is to make the Japanese angry a little more.

As for those stinking ones, just throw them somewhere to disgust the Japanese.

The Chinese who were forced into a desperate situation could actually become more cruel, that's it.