Rise From Eight Hundred

This cruelty is certainly not due to the strictness of military law.

Although the cavalry arrived a little later, they did not exceed the deadline of the assembly order issued by Tang Dao.

Tang Dao certainly would not childishly use killing chickens to scare monkeys to establish his prestige. With his fierce military exploits in Songjiang, he did not need to do so.

Since he led the isolated army in Cangcheng to fight the Japanese invaders for a day and night, and issued the deafening sentence "Fire at me", he has been the most handsome boy in the Songjiang garrison, even though the Songjiang Command did not announce to the entire army that it was Tang Dao who sniped Tani Shoufu.

Tang Dao omitted the procedures such as introducing himself and the battalion commanders in front of the entire army of the newly established advance regiment.

His opening remarks were extremely direct.

So direct that everyone on the scene was chilled.

"Brothers, I specifically asked the two commanders to come here, and the main reason is of course because you are the elite of your army and division." Tang Dao's voice was like gold and stone, resounding throughout the wilderness.

All the soldiers standing in awe had their chests high and their faces showed pride.

There are either guard battalions, cavalry battalions, or even newly established security battalions. It is not wrong to say that they are the elite of the entire Songjiang army.

This time, they should be under the command of this commander to do the most difficult battle, and even serve as the shield of the entire army to block the Japanese Tenth Army to cover the withdrawal of the main force.

From the moment they received the assembly order, as elites, they had this awareness.

This is glorious.

But they were wrong.

"You elites were originally the last trump cards in the hands of the army commander and the division commander. They would never be easily turned over until the last moment, but I'm sorry, this time is different." Tang Dao's voice continued to sound in the pride of the soldiers. "This time, you will become abandoned pawns, and you will be abandoned by the main force of our army before the Tenth Army arrives."

"This time, it is not to let the strongest you fight the Japanese, but to let you die. Only when you die, more brothers can live.

Because this time, our threat comes from the sky, not the ground. Even if you can deal with several Japanese devils alone, you are destined to be powerless this time."

There was silence in the wilderness.

It was so quiet that even the heavy breathing of the warhorses seemed inaudible, and only the roar of the Tang swords echoed in the wilderness.

Gathering the elite of the entire army, it turned out that they were not going to fight the Japanese army head-on, but to make them abandoned and die meaninglessly under the Japanese bombers. This argument was difficult for anyone to accept.

This was really meaningless.

The more than 2,000 people here, even if they faced the heavily assembled Japanese army, could at least fight to the end! Isn't it too bad to all die under the bombs like this?

Not to mention ordinary soldiers, even those officers standing in front of the entire army showed an expression of disbelief on their faces.

"Sir, I understand the tactics you mentioned, but what I don't understand is why it is us?" After a moment of silence, a captain of the guard battalion stepped forward and asked in a deep voice.

This should be the voice of all the officers and soldiers present.

They are not afraid of death, but they don't want to die meaninglessly. As elite soldiers, they would rather die in a bloody battle with the Japanese army. If they fight one or two, they will win.

"Good question!" Faced with the question, Tang Dao, who had a stern face, grinned and laughed. "Perhaps, your question can be answered by the words of a Westerner who has tried to understand us in China."

"He said that China is always well protected by their bravest people! Although his words are a bit one-sided, he is right in one point. We soldiers are the backbone of the country. If the backbone does not fall, the country will not perish. Our country and nation are protected by our bravest people, and only we can protect them;

And all of us here are the hardest bones of this backbone. Facing the most brutal and terrible attack of the Japanese army, who will support us if we don't support it? Let the 3,000 seriously injured? Or let those young and strong people who don't have much combat effectiveness? Or medical soldiers? Communication soldiers?

There is no doubt Question: From a purely tactical point of view, as a commander, you should give up the weak and keep the strong, so that you can at least win this battle.

However, whether you believe it or not, this war of national defense will be so long that you can't imagine it. Countless soldiers will die, and countless people will become soldiers.

Just like now, our elites are dead, and those brothers who survived because of us will replace us and become elites!

The fire of bravery will continue to be passed on like this. We will eventually win the national war with the Japanese, and our descendants will still live happily on this land.

Do you understand what I said? Captain! "

"Yes, I understand!"

The captain raised his hand to salute, stepped back, and joined the ranks.

In his eyes, pride replaced unwillingness.

Because he is the hardest bone.

"So do you understand?" Tang Dao looked at the soldiers standing solemnly.

"I understand!"

"Then, brothers, follow me on the road!" Tang Dao waved his hand with great determination. "All troops, march north!"

Decades later, the surviving veterans would burst into tears whenever they recalled this scene.

The advance regiment set out on the road to death, which was the only time in their military career of more than ten years that this happened.

Because, facing the possible Japanese bomber group, their detachment could not hide, and they even had to create the momentum of more than 20,000 main forces to let the bombers bomb.

All the cavalry dragged branches behind their horses to stir up the dust. Less than 300 horses had to camouflage thousands of troops in the wilderness.

The ten large trucks of the baggage camp joined the remaining seven of the Fourth Camp, also dragging wooden frames and branches that were roughly nailed into the shape of cannons with thick iron nails.

There were more than 30 horse-drawn carriages mainly used to transport baggage, and pack horses dragged large carts disguised with branches on the main road.

In the dust rising all over the sky, they formed a convoy of several miles with the trucks.

In the wilderness on both sides, of course, the infantry wearing branches camouflage accompanied the convoy.

It is naturally impossible to look closely, but if you look down from a height of a thousand meters away, at least more than 10,000 troops are moving forward.

They are not bait, they are on the road to death.

The heavy bombs dropped by Japanese bombers could kill dozens or even hundreds of soldiers with one bomb. There was no cover-up here.

What exactly is this feeling like?

No one knows, except those who experienced it personally.

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Tang Dao and the two generals predicted that the Songjiang Army not only made the Japanese Tenth Army, which suffered heavy losses, hate it, but also the Japanese Navy, which was beaten up by Lei Xiong in an ambush the day before.

When Hasegawa Kiyoshi received a telegram from Yanagawa Heisuke requesting the Navy Fleet to send reconnaissance aircraft to assist in finding the location of the Chinese troops escaping from Songjiang, the idea that flashed in his mind was not just to assist.

He wanted revenge.

The accidental loss of six Type 96 carrier fighters the day before almost made him, the commander of the Third Fleet, scratch his bald scalp. He was worried that he could not find a reason to dispatch fighters on a large scale, and the Chinese came to his door.

Hiding in Songjiang City, the Chinese have fortifications, underground bunkers, and anti-aircraft guns. He can't do anything to this group of Chinese, but they took the initiative to take off their tortoise shells, and it was his Empire Navy and Army Aviation's world.

They must be killed, and then take the opportunity to use this battle to fill in the losses of a few fighter planes. After all, the Chinese also have anti-aircraft guns, right?

Facing the Navy's notice to send bombers to bomb the Chinese army, Yanagawa Heisuke certainly wanted it.

Although he chased the ass of the Songjiang defenders and hoped to swallow up more than 20,000 people in one bite, he was actually a little scared. Under Songjiang City, his arrogant 100,000 troops were bitten by the opponent, and more than 10,000 were lost.

Such a tough enemy, even if he caught up, the opponent launched a desperate counterattack to burn both sides, and he might be bitten and bleeding again.

The navy intervened, first beat the opponent half crippled, and then he would clean up the mess, that would be the best, he did not mind sharing some of the merits with the navy horses.

The Japanese navy and army, which had always been at odds, unexpectedly united at this moment in the morning of November 10 because of a common goal and their own little tricks.

On the ground, more than 70,000 troops were chasing after them, and on the sea, as many as 24 Japanese planes were taking off from aircraft carriers facing the rising sun.

Or, to be more precise, 18.

In order to quietly wipe out the losses of 6 fighter planes, General Hasegawa Kiyoshi sent out two flight squadrons on the surface, but gritted his teeth and sent the unlucky guys who only had half of the flight squadron left the day before back to the battlefield.

But 18 Japanese planes were already the largest bombing formation sent by the Japanese Navy since they completely took control of the air supremacy in Songhu.

In order to increase the bombing effect, among the 18 Japanese planes, only 10 were Type 96 carrier fighters and 8 were Type 96 carrier bombers.

Although the speed of 310 kilometers per hour is far inferior to that of Type 96 carrier fighters, as the most advanced carrier-based bomber of the Japanese Navy at that time, its engine has greater horsepower, which enables it to carry more bombs. Even if it is still carrying 250 kg of bombs, it can still fight, instead of being forced to drop bombs to make more maneuvers when it encounters an attack like Type 96 carrier fighters.

Moreover, while it has two fixed 7.7 mm machine guns, there is also a rotatable 7.7 mm machine gun, which significantly enhances the attack on the ground.

General Hasegawa Kiyoshi is full of energy and is determined to eliminate the Chinese in the wilderness.

However, things are unpredictable.

In the boxing ring, if a seemingly weak opponent does not follow the rules and kicks him in the groin, Tyson will be crushed even if he can bite his ears.

And there are no rules on the battlefield.

Pick your ears, poke your eyes, kick your crotch, use whatever trick can kill you.

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