Rise From Eight Hundred

It's just that war is never based on human will.

No matter how Tang Dao grows, no matter how firm the will of the Cangcheng defenders is.

The ferocious artillery fire of the Japanese army was the most critical factor in determining this offensive and defensive battle.

When he learned that the Chinese defenders in Cangcheng were still resisting and holding on, even Shigeharu Suematsu, who wanted to see the Kunisaki detachment make a fool of himself, couldn't sit still.

Kunizaki was stunned and didn't pay much attention to him. He could just get some shoes for him to wear, but if he held him back and didn't support him, it would be a different story.

Especially the bastard Seishiro Itagaki who was far away in North China was not someone to be trifled with. If he heard that the Kunisaki detachment suffered heavy losses due to his orders from Suematsu Shigeharu, then that bastard might go straight to the Army Headquarters.

In this kind of country-to-country war, whether the army headquarters will favor Seishiro Itagaki, who has stronger combat capabilities, or him, the lieutenant general of the ad hoc division, Shigeharu Suematsu can know the final answer with his buttocks.

Without waiting for Kunisaki to ask for help, he directly ordered all members of his artillery regiment to go into battle. That was 48 artillery pieces, plus 16 from the artillery battalion of Kunizaki detachment, plus the infantry cannon of the infantry regiment at the next level. And mountain artillery, before the Japanese infantry prepared for a new round of attack, the Japanese army in Xicheng went crazy and invested more than 70 artillery pieces of various types in Cangcheng, a battlefield of less than 60,000 square meters.

In fact, in order to show its presence, the light destroyer staying in the Huangpu River took the initiative to join this small offensive and defensive battle that was not worth mentioning.

The addition of six 127mm naval guns became the straw that broke the camel's back.

"Order all brothers to withdraw from the ground positions." Tang Dao saw with his own eyes that an infantry squad that had just rushed up was destroyed by a naval gun shell. After gritting his molars, he issued the order to withdraw.

If the fighting continues like this, there will be few people in Cangcheng who can breathe without waiting for the Japanese infantry to arrive.

"But sir, we are all in the bomb shelter. If the Japanese troops rush in, we will die. We might as well die on the battlefield." Liu Zhenshan, who was originally afraid of death, became a little anxious.

His consideration was not unreasonable. Without the ground position, the soldiers hiding in the bullet holes would be easily killed by the Japanese troops on the ground with grenades and explosive packs, and they would have almost no resistance.

This is like a farmer blocking the field mice after harvesting the crops in the fields in autumn. No matter how many exits you have, just find an exit and block it. Choose an exit and light a fire to use smoke to keep away the voles that eat the crops. Almost the entire nest was wiped out.

If this were not the case, voles with super-reproductive abilities would have long ago made it impossible for farmers to survive, and such rodent eradication operations would be carried out almost every year.

"The Japanese attacked so resolutely, isn't it because they have more artillery?" Tang Dao's eyes were cold. "It's just that they are not the only ones with cannons!"

"Sir, what do you mean?" Peng Chong's eyes moved slightly, and he seemed to understand something...

More than half an hour of crazy bombardment sprinkled a lot of salt on the already severely damaged Cangcheng position.

The city wall that could block infantry artillery and even mountain artillery may have been continuously bombarded by large-caliber heavy artillery. Part of the city wall that was five meters high and two to three meters wide collapsed, leaving a large hole up to 30 meters wide.

The interior of Cangcheng itself was ravaged by various types of Japanese artillery. The buildings inside were either blown up or burned. After being hit by such a terrible shock wave, there were almost no walls higher than two meters inside Cangcheng, which can be seen everywhere. The huge crater proves the terrifying power of 105 howitzers and naval guns.

Even the river leading from the moat into Cangcheng was cut off by the bombing. Several huge potholes with a diameter of seven or eight meters were left in the middle of the river bed. The small river that could once carry cargo boats flowed into it. With a pitiful flow of water.

This time, the Japanese infantry did not charge desperately with the artillery shells. Instead, they all hid in the field trenches hundreds of meters away. It was not until the deafening explosions completely stopped that they walked out of the trenches amidst the roars of the officers and attacked in attack formation. Heading to Cangcheng.

Major Sakio, with his menstrual tape wrapped around his head, stood at the front of the team, waving his command knife and shouting at the top of his lungs over and over: "Onboard!"

Seeing his subordinates mustering up the courage to roar "onboard" with him and charging forward, the Japanese major then threw the command knife to the lieutenant staff beside him with satisfaction, picked up a Sanba Gai with a bayonet attached, and walked on The center of the queue rushed towards Cangcheng.

As an army major, he had already completed the posture of leading a long-awaited charge. No matter how stupid he was, holding a command knife and rushing to the front of the team, that would be something only a fool would do.

According to previous casualty statistics, the sergeant's death rate was as high as 80%. The Japanese major knew that this was the result of targeted shooting by the Chinese.

Even if not all Chinese are calm, as long as there are a few, his goal is extremely obvious and he stands at the front of the team, which is to kill the Chinese.

Although it is a desperate onboard charge, if possible, the Japanese major with enough brains hopes that he will be the last one to die.

He is not the only smart person.

It was said to be a charge on board, but the Japanese troops were very careful and no one charged at full speed with a bayonet in hand.

Because, with previous experience, no Japanese army, including Major Sakio, would think that this round of artillery could annihilate all the Chinese.

They had all had such extravagant hopes for the previous two or three rounds of shelling, but the Chinese were like weeds in spring, always emerging from their positions out of impossibility and continuing to fight.

Who knows if they will miraculously come out again this time? Life is the most important thing, we must not be careless.

The Japanese army, who could have arrived at the front line within three minutes, dragged it out for five minutes while shouting "on board", which made the main force of the Japanese army following behind them want to rush up and kick their asses. If you are afraid of death, just be afraid of death, but don't shout "on board"!

Perhaps, caution is the first element of victory.

Happiness, just came suddenly.

Or, to use a more vulgar phrase: How can you see the rainbow without going through the wind and rain?

Oh my god! We won!

The frightened Major Sakio Naganobu stood on the gap in the city wall scattered with countless broken bricks and wood, looking around, and then tears filled his eyes.

No one would have thought that the once extremely stubborn Chinese were killed like this, and no Chinese would suddenly appear in front of them like weeds.

There was nothing but ruins, smoke, corpses that the Chinese had not collected in time, and the remains of the imperial soldiers who were left here in the last round of battle but were blown into rag dolls by their own shells.

There was no counterattack, no gunshots, and no living Chinese.

"Victory!"

"Long live!"

The Japanese army gathered more and more. Under the leadership of their second lieutenants, first lieutenants and captains, they walked up to the broken city wall that was likely to be kicked down by them, raised their guns and shouted.

Although it was just the occupation of a small position, it was also a victory, especially after paying the lives of at least 1,000 imperial soldiers, victory was even more precious.

On the top of Songjiang City, 800 meters away, countless eyes looked at this side, and then lowered their heads.

They didn't care about the Japanese army's cheers for victory, but they cared about the Chinese army that had been in the Cangcheng position.

Those brothers failed, they lost their positions, but no one blamed them.

They have tried their best. The fierce artillery fire, let alone Cangcheng, even they can feel the ground shaking slightly at a distance of 800 meters.

How can those brothers who are in it survive?

Are they all dead?

That's thousands of people!

Liu Yuqing, who stayed on the top of the West City, had a livid face. He still hasn't waited for the signal flare from his guard squad leader. Didn't that bastard see the battle situation in Cangcheng?

Cangcheng, really fell? But why didn't Cangcheng even send a farewell telegram? Did they surrender?

The terrible idea flashed through the mind of the lieutenant general of the army and was denied by him. He didn't know about the soldiers of the 67th Army, but he knew about the soldiers of the 26th Division. 8,000 people could beat 700 people without withdrawing from the position. That would be a disgrace to the whole Sichuan Province in this small Cangcheng.

What's more, there are Tang swords there.

But, what about that outstanding young man? Is he dead too? When thinking of this, the lieutenant general of the army felt heartache.

It is said that it is easy to get thousands of troops but difficult to get a general. Tang Dao, a rising star who came from the Sichuan Army and can make a name for himself, is too important for Sichuan Army generals like Guo and Liu.

Is the Sichuan Army short of people? Sichuan Province, with a population of more than 60 million, does not lack soldiers and equipment. It was short in the past, but since the Sichuan Army has proved itself with facts, it should not be short of them.

The Sichuan Army lacks a commander who can stand alone. Guo and Liu have not only already decided that Tang Dao can lead an army, but if he can perform better, it is not impossible to push him to a higher position.

Liu Yuqing has communicated with Lieutenant General Guo in private. He is not very optimistic about the outcome of this national war. The war may last much longer than people think.

This is a disaster for the country and the nation, but for an excellent soldier like Tang Dao, it is the most rare stage, and perhaps he can lead the Sichuan Army to a broader space.

Perhaps the vision of the two generals still has the limitations of warlord nature, but their expectations of the war have surpassed most of the top leaders of this era.

Except for Tang Dao, no one knew that this national war would last for 8 years, which was beyond the imagination of 99% of people in this era.

You say, a seed player like Tang Dao, who was highly expected by him, was suddenly finished like this. How could the lieutenant general not be angry!

For the Chinese soldiers in Songjiang City, they were either sad or anxious, but for the Japanese who broke through the defense of Cangcheng City, it was not all happiness.

Until then, the Japanese major, who was hit by great happiness and had numbness all over his body, suddenly woke up.

"Baga! Where are the Chinese? Where did they go?"...

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