Chapter 118: Fighting Fukuyama again (2)

Life is not so easy when exiting the city. The soldiers retreated in a hurry. Apart from some necessary weapons, they had no idea how to solve dinner. Moreover, the Japanese army's positions outside the city that had already occupied had to be held to prepare for the next step of combat. More than 3,000 soldiers had to defend the position several kilometers outside the city, and they also had to pay attention to the Japanese counterattack at any time. Hu Xiaomao was hurt by his brain.

On July 28, the Japanese army launched a large-scale counterattack, with more than 5,000 people. The Qing army was not only small in number and the firepower was insufficient. They were driven out of Fushan City like a duck by the enemy, and retreated to the foothills. They then stood still and turned around and looked at the soldiers following him, with less than two thousand left.

Hu Xiaomao was distraught and wanted to commit suicide several times to serve the country. He stopped Huang Neng, who was prepared for it. "Master General, victory or defeat is common for military strategists. Keep this useful body and you will have the opportunity to revenge in the future. Are you really watching so many brothers without a leader and not even a leader?"

"What else are you talking about revenge? Look,... look!" Hu Xiaomao pointed with his hand and snuggled under the grass and shade of trees, full of depressed warriors, "Do you still want to hold revenge just because of these thousand and eight hundred people?"

"Master, why are you afraid of a small person? I, the Qing Dynasty, have millions of armor, aren't there anyone? Just wait a few days before the court sends troops here. At that time, what's the point of the small Fushan City?"

Hu Xiaomao smiled helplessly, "You are so open-minded." He said, "But, with so many brothers dead, I brought them out alive, but... how should I tell their parents and family?"

Hu Xiaomao's words were obviously pretentious. Huang Neng sighed and turned to the side, ignoring him.

It is undoubtedly extremely hard to spend a life in the mountains. Not only is the food supply, but the soldiers' ammunition has long been exhausted. What's more, the wounded soldiers cannot get healed. In the absence of medical treatment and medicine, non-combat reduction is very serious, and some soldiers are covered with maggots! The torture and loss of injuries caused twelve soldiers to commit suicide in one day on the second day of August to raise their guns because they could not bear the huge pain. The combat effectiveness and morale of the army dropped to the lowest point.

The Japanese army patrolled the mountains several times within half a month, intending to completely eliminate or drive out the remaining troops, but fortunately, there were many mountains outside Fushan City and hundreds of people were hiding in it. It was unexpected that they would be discovered by the Japanese army. After searching several times, they knew there was no hope, and they were worried that the Qing army would arrive, so they did not dare to invest too many soldiers, so they had to turn back to the city in shame.

I lived in the mountains for a few days. On the morning of the eighth day of August, the soldiers who were looking out at the peak cheered, and they didn't care whether there were Japanese ambushing around me, nor did they worry that their roar would reveal their roars. They ran down from the peak in a flash, "Military Gate, Military Gate, our people are here!"

"Where?"

"I just arrived on the sea and saw it with a telescope."

Hu Xiaomao jumped up. He had not eaten for two consecutive days and was extremely weak. With Huang Neng and Bi Guangrong's support, he climbed to the top of the peak and looked at the sea with a telescope. Although he couldn't see clearly the warships coming, the huge bridge of the Iron Craft was clearly visible in the camera. In front, back, left and right of the Iron Craft, there were all ship formations with the Qing Navy dragon flag flying. A rough count was no less than twenty.

Beyond these warships, there are more small ships. The sails are blown up by the sea breeze and open into a large arc. Although the speed is not as fast as the iron-clad ship, its momentum is even more amazing. "What kind of ship is this?"

"I don't know." Zhang Xiao replied on the side. He was originally a team in Zhang Xianghou's camp. In the battle for the commanding heights outside Fushan City, the Qing army joined the 12th Battalion of Shi Huali, Zhang Xianghou's 15th Battalion, Yang Shaoting's 10th Battalion and Gai Yongde's 8th Battalion were on the attack mission. In the end, although he took the positions outside the city, the casualties were very serious. He was the only one who survived the five leaders in the 15th Battalion.

After losing and fleeing, Zhang Xiao was promoted to the front line and became Hu Xiaomao's personal guard camp. The original Huang Neng was sent by Hu Xiaomao to the unknown Yan Guangru's troops and took him as the manager.

Hu Xiaomao turned around and looked, "Huang Neng, Bi Guangrong, you will immediately take people down the mountain and lead our people from the mountain road. No matter how many people came, I will bring them all over! No, I will go in person."

"Master, look at the warships that have been driven, our total number of soldiers is about tens of thousands. It is not possible to settle so many people in one day. Moreover, you are not in good health recently, so it's better to go with Master Bi."

"Okay." Hu Xiaomao didn't insist, "Then you and Lao Bi have a hard time. It's better to bring some people up, carry these wounded soldiers on the boat first, and then consider other things."

"Yes." Huang Neng and Bi Guangrong bowed and led the remaining less than 500 soldiers from the two battalions to cross the mountains and headed all the way to the beach.

Hu Xiaomao stood at the top of the peak, and his heart was filled with excitement: This time, I want to let the Japanese see how powerful the Qing Green Camp is!

It was not until dusk that Huang Neng accompanied Xiang Mingda, Shan Chaozhao, You Dachen and Chen Yaogeng to the hidden place in the mountains, "See the military gate!"

"Get up quickly, get up quickly." Hu Xiaomao said, and the first sentence he said was, "How many brothers have come this time?"

"If you go back to the army, there will be a total of 70,320 people, divided into 140 battalions!"

"Okay!" Hu Xiaomao was overjoyed, feeling that the fatigue on his body and the pain over the past few days were nothing. "Are you all going off the boat here?"

"Yes." Xiang Mingda took out a document from his arms and presented it with both hands, "This is a telegram from the emperor who heard that the army was defeated by Fushan City, and sent it to the province in a special telegram from the capital to the province."

"Oh, yes, yes." Hu Xiaomao agreed, kneeling down from the south, took it with both hands, and opened it. The content of the telegram was very short, with only a few words, "You must not suppress yourself too much when winning or defeating the military. When the new army arrives, you can deal with it cheaply and make contributions to the country. I respect this."

Hu Xiaomao sighed silently, "The emperor treats me with great kindness, and I can only repay you with my own mother and live up to my master's knowledge."

"Sir, should you discuss how to fight against Japan?"

“Yes, ought, ought.”

On August 11, more than 70,000 Qing soldiers had finished their ships. Hu Xiaomao and others also came down from the mountain and followed the only official road from Fushan City to the beach to the camp. At a glance, there were Qing soldiers everywhere in front of the coast, and there was no sight at all. "Okay! With so many brothers, why fear a small Fushan City?"

"Master General, how many Japanese troops are there in Fukuyama City?"

"This is not very clear. I think there will be no less than 20,000 people. In the past two days of fierce fighting, our army will have to be around 5,000 people. In this way, the Japanese army is about 15,000 people."

"Then, Grandmaster, what should we do in this battle?"

Hu Xiaomao paced back and forth on the beach for a while, pondered for a while, and the second battle plan for Fushan City was brewing in his mind for many days. What he lacked at the moment was to say it out, "Xiang Mingda, Shan Chaozhao, You Dachen, Chen Yaogeng."

"I am in a humble position."

"You will notify the entire army after a while. This time, my only order is that there is no order! After the soldiers enter the city, they are led by their own commanders, team commanders, and team deputy commanders. One person with the highest rank in the battalion will be replaced immediately. As for the tactics, there is no! You can fight as much as you want. In short, before August 13, you must take down Fushan City! Also, 70,000 people attacked the entire army, launching an attack from all sides of the city gate at the same time, leaving no reserve team left! Do you understand?"

"clear!"

"Very good, tell my brothers, hurry up and rest, and the battle will officially begin at six o'clock tomorrow morning."

The night gradually fell outside Fushan City. Most soldiers seized the last time to repair it, while others were still busy. First, they had to carry the remaining wounds in the previous battle onto the ship and find someone to treat it. Then the remaining soldiers should be arranged in their respective combat troops. According to what Hu Xiaomao thought, these people should be completely replaced and had some rest, but Zhang Xiao and Huang Neng's words made him dispel this idea.

"Although there are many new troops in the military, most of them are new recruits who have not been on the battlefield. It is better to organize veterans and new recruits together. At least, the experience accumulated by these people in combat can help brothers face the initial test of life and death."

In the early morning of August 12, the rumbling cannons sounded outside Fushan City. The Qing army lined up 1,300 cannons outside the gates on all sides of Fushan City, and began a fierce bombing in the city!

A row of flames was brought up from the tail of the raindrop-like shell and flew into the city. Outside the city, you could hear the sound of the buildings inside collapsed after they were blown up and bloomed. Looking inward from the open city gate, there were explosions everywhere, fires everywhere, and large clouds of smoke rising everywhere.

Two hours later, the Qing army stopped shooting, and the troops drove into the city, and the battle broke out. Shan Chaozhao led the troops to rush in from the west gate and entered the city. What they came into contact with was the fierce and crazy Japanese attack. More than 30 soldiers fell in a pool of blood at the first time, making Shan Chaozhao crazy, "Don't stop, rush forward!"

Almost every four Qing army troops was more than the total number of Japanese troops in Fushan City. The only disadvantage was that most of them had never experienced actual combat. Seeing that the brothers rushing forward fell to the ground, the fear in their hearts occupied their whole body. They held guns and shook their whole body, which was similar to eating a pipe of oil.

Shan Chaozhao was furious, but he had no choice but to do anything. The troops were crowded together and naturally became the target of the Japanese. "Gong Mian, Zhu Yiqiong, Zhang Huren, lead your people to attack me and fight out as soon as possible."

The three battalions and management leaders participated in the Sino-French Vietnam War back then. They knew that they were only death waiting for them! Instead, they were better off rushing over to death and did not dare to neglect them at the moment. With a wave of their hand, they led the soldiers in their respective camps to fight back at the streets while shooting.

More and more soldiers joined the running ranks, and the six battalions of troops began to enter the houses where Japanese were hiding and shooting. The sound of gunfire sounded at the same time on the entire street, mixed with the howlings and moans of people from different ethnic groups.

Gong Mian took the lead and rushed into a room. The moment he entered the room, he saw a Japanese army standing on the right side of his position. At this time, he was too late to raise his gun and shoot. He rushed to the right. While colliding, he blocked his arms with his arms and hit the ceiling. Before the Japanese soldiers could retreat, Gong Mian smashed heavily on the opponent's lower abdomen with the buttstock of the rifle. The latter hummed, bent his body and took off his rifle, but this guy was obviously a martial artist. He hugged his arms, hugged Gong Mian's waist, exerted force from his waist, and lifted him up in the opposite direction, and fell back with himself!

It was slow, but this series of movements ended in just two seconds! With a loud bang, Gong Mian's back waist slammed on the furniture behind him. The huge impact force broke the furniture into pieces. Gong Man didn't even hum and fainted immediately!

The Japanese soldier quickly stood up and was about to take the next step. The Qing army, who was attacking in the face, did not give him such a chance. He shot two shots and the inertia of the bullets lifted his body up and hit the corner of the wall. The big hole in his chest was bleeding, and he saw that he was not alive.

Although the soldiers did not have much combat experience, they still quickly divided the enemies downstairs and cleaned up the enemies downstairs. Only then did they remember the chief officer who saved them. Gong Mian was awakened. He shook his head with difficulty and stroked his back waist. He moved his facial features in pain, "It hurts so much."

"Sir, do you want to find a military doctor?"

"What are you looking for? Let's talk about it after the battle here ends." Gong Mian moaned in her throat, and she barely stood firm with the help of others. She looked down at the rifle she fell to the ground. It became a hard thing to bend over and pick it up. "Hand the gun to me." After trying it several times in a row, she finally gave up helplessly.

After taking the rifle handed over by the soldiers, Gong Mian turned around and looked into the street. More and more Qing soldiers ran past their eyes and were joining the battle deeper into the area. "Let's go!" He said reluctantly, "Let's follow."

"Boss, you'd better go back and get a military doctor for treatment? The battle here is enough."

"Stop talking nonsense! I'm not at the age of seventy and eighty, what doctor is looking for?" Gong Mian spat and led the team out of the house.

After purchasing temporary positions in the streets of Zhonghe, the Japanese army fought to the death. The main force of the fourth and fifth elite divisions of the Japanese army, Ximen, was the closest route to Takano Manor. Therefore, the Japanese army invested the most defensive forces here, with a total of three brigades and six military farm squadrons in Hiroshima Prefecture, with a total of more than 10,000 people.

The commander of the Japanese army was the commander of the First Brigade of the Fourth Division, named Aikawa Yukie, with a rank of Major General. He set up his command center in a hot spring hotel called Kasukiyu, six kilometers away from Takano Manor. Due to geographical reasons, there are many hot springs to command the battle against the Qing army.

Aikawa Xuejiang was very smart. He unexpectedly selected more than 130 central masters, minor masters and sergeants from the regular division to command the troops of the military farm to guard the first line of defense composed of residential houses, houses and buildings after entering the city gate. Although these people were very obedient, their training time was still short and they could almost no combat could form any combat power. Therefore, at the beginning of the battle, they broke through the Qing army one after another. But the enemy deliberately arranged the lower horse soldiers to the Qing army gave a very bad feeling, "It turns out that the Japanese soldiers are at this level? There is nothing extraordinary at all!"

This concept of underestimating the enemy is from top to bottom, and until it breaks through the Japanese defense line in the third block, it has expanded to the extreme! "Brothers, fight with me and kill the Japanese and make contributions!"

Zhang Jiefu and Liao Ao led their squad to swarm and rush through the block in front of them. Not far away was a raised hilly terrain. The soldiers didn't care. The terrain of Fushan City was mostly like this hilly shaped, but they regarded this place as another Japanese defense line that was like the position I had passed before.

The soldiers behind him rushed up. Zhang Jiefu and Liao Ao were the fastest, and they could already see the scene behind the hills. They saw the black muzzle of the Japanese army and the cold eyes without any compassion. The two of them shouted in secret that they were not good. They thought that they were too late to avoid it. The roar of the heavy machine gun was like the muffled thunder from the sky, "Everything is all!"

The two of them were sieve in their chests by the bullets of heavy machine guns. Before they could stand firm, they had become corpses that could not think at all, rolling down from the top of the slope.

The Qing soldiers of the two companies had not seen clearly what was going on. The Japanese heavy machine guns ejected fire tongues again, dozens of people were shot at the same time, and the casualties rolled all over the ground, and the scene was chaotic. At the same time, on both sides of the hilly areas, there was a crisp sound. The Japanese soldiers ambushed on both sides of the road quickly stretched out their muzzles from the buildings and began to shoot violently at the Qing army in the middle of the road. The Qing army's advance was immediately stopped, leaving two or three hundred corpses behind, and the remaining troops retreated one after another.

The unexpected high-intensity attack of the Japanese army made the Qing army confused at all. They thought it was still like the battle I had just experienced. However, the casualties of two or three hundred people would not be placed on Gong Mian's heart. With an order, the team was reorganized and the second wave of attacks began. The Qing army held a rifle and divided it into three routes, attacking the top of the slope. The two routes rushed into the buildings halfway through the hills and launched a fierce attack on the Japanese army hidden in it.

The previous battle progressed smoothly, which completely miscalculated the form of the Qing army. Knowing oneself but not the enemy was destined to suffer a huge loss! The troops of the three battalions attacked in three directions. Zhu Yiqiong and Zhang Huren's two battalions encountered a hard-headed nail. The number of enemy troops hidden in the building was very large, with a total of more than a thousand people. Before the Qing army could enter the building, a heavy rain-like bullet wiped out more than one hundred people on the street.

When they tried hard to attack the building, what was waiting for them was another wave of fire grenades and heavy machine gun bullets. Zhu Yiqiong jumped and rushed to a stone pillar in the hall. The bullets hit the stone, causing a splash of earth and rocks, and there were craters of varying depths. "Tutu, Tutu!" With the help of the pillars, he set a few shots out randomly, and didn't bother to check the shooting effect, and hurriedly shrank back.

Thirty percent of the 100% of the soldiers following the side had been shot dead by the Japanese army on the spot. The remaining ones buried their bodies low and those who were a little further away were forced to retreat outside the gate. "Look for a hidden place." Zhu Yiqiong shouted loudly and ordered the soldiers to act, but the Japanese troops stationed in the hall were moving faster and had more people. Three or five hundred rifles fired bullets from all corners of the hall at the same time. A large number of soldiers were hit by bullets, but they were shot dead on the spot without even firing bullets in the magazines.

Zhu Yiqiong's eyes were wide open, and the whites seemed to turn red. He watched his subordinates shoot here like a target for the enemy, but he didn't even have the courage to move! "Zhu Yiqiong, stand up!" He yelled at himself, leaning against the stone pillar, and slowly stood up. He couldn't help but take the opportunity to shoot like he had just now. The enemy's bullets shot first, "TuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTuTu

Zhu Yiqiong knew it was not good, so he took off two fire grenades and threw them out without looking at them. At the same time, the explosion sounded, he ran towards the gate at the fastest speed. In his case, the passage less than twenty meters seemed to have become a natural barrier that could never be settled. His back was shocked violently, and his castration was still unabated. He reached the door and fell from the steps to the ground, which had turned into a cold corpse.

When Zhu Yiqiong's camp rushed back to his defensive area, there were only less than fifty people left. All the rest were destroyed by the Japanese army in front of the position.

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