Chapter 138: Nonsense (2)

The soldiers from both sides returned to the original area. The Qing army cleaned the battlefield with more than 600 dead soldiers. Wang Du, who was stabbed, suddenly moaned when the soldiers were about to move his body away, "Ah! Lord Wang is not dead!"

Although Wang Du was not dead, his injuries were very serious. This knife caused him to lose too much blood. Wang Yue arranged for someone to carry him to a temporarily safe place for treatment. Whether he could survive depends on his own.

Yu Dongzhi watched the wounded soldiers carrying Wang Du and other soldiers walking away, and turned around and asked, "How to fight next?"

"I have nothing to say, I have to keep moving forward." Gu Kui said, "How about love, how about you? Let the brothers fight each other!"

Yu Dongzhi felt that this kind of practice of fighting each other was a bit inappropriate, but she couldn't think of anything to refute for a while, so she nodded, "Did you hear it? Everyone fight each other, remember what you learned when you were training in the camp, and you can save your life. Get ready to set off!"

Two thousand two, three hundred soldiers sorted out their guns, and the remaining part of Wang Yue's first battalion was used as fire cover. The other four battalions organized an attack and ordered them to issue orders. Two thousand soldiers picked up their rifles and advanced along the street. The Japanese gunfire immediately played the music of death. The Qing army's fire battalion at the protruding part of the battlefield did not show any weakness and fought back. Both sides killed a group of them.

Under the command of their respective leaders, the Qing army soldiers gradually accelerated their pace. When they were less than 100 meters away from the enemy's formation, they had reached the highest speed. No one knew whether they could be favored by heaven and broke free from the trap of death. The only hope was that there were only a few Japanese people, and even if they died, they would have to put a few cushions on their backs.

As the bullets were flying, soldiers on both sides died and injured each other. The Japanese commander named Abe Juro, a colonel of the military military army. The position he was responsible for was the Japanese army's command headquarters and the city's administrative location. The Japanese learned about the surrender of the Mizujiang Prefecture City guards. This was originally a matter of Shangguan's permission. The purpose was to shrink the defense and eliminate the Qing army in Hanjiang River and Yamata. However, they did not expect that Hu Damao would choose to lead troops to advance and lead a small force to attack Hanjiang River in the early morning of the next day.

Such a sudden battle caught the Japanese army off guard. Most of the prominent people in the city had not had time to leave. Abe Juro knew very well that although he had a large number of soldiers, he was scattered in various parts of the city. There were only some military farming troops and police troops near the command center. These people were still able to maintain order in the city and used to fight the enemy, which would be of great use.

As a last resort, Abe had to send Kusino Yu to lead his troops to launch a counterattack first. On the one hand, he hoped to kill more enemies, and on the other hand, he could delay more time. Without any chance, the troops of 4,000 people were almost wiped out, and instead lost their precious troops. Seeing the Qing army's fierce attack, Abe Juro was a little scared. He quickly ran down the stairs with a pistol and went to the position on the street to command the battle himself, "Fight! Continue to fight back!"

The Japanese army had too many defenders and enough resistance. The Qing army finally couldn't withstand the strong pressure and retreated in a mess. "It seems that the Chinese are nothing great!" Abe Juro smiled proudly, "Just like this, when the Chinese attack again, I will teach them a lesson."

Not only was he proud, but the Japanese soldiers stationed in front of the position were also very excited. The streets were covered with corpses of soldiers from both countries, and there was not even a place to step down. The Qing army would inevitably be blocked during the running process. As long as the formation of their own people was not chaotic, there was no need to worry that the Chinese could kill them!

The Qing army suffered heavy casualties. Among the two thousand people in the four battalions, more than 400 fell on the way to attack forever. When they set off, they were three thousand infantrymen, which lost more than one-third, which forced Yu Dongzhi to consider changing the combat strategy. "It's not possible to continue to fight like this. Even if we can capture the enemy's position, how many people can we have left? If the number of people is too small and the enemy launches a counterattack, how to deal with it?"

"What do you think you should do?"

"I think it's better to retreat temporarily and wait until Cheng Junmen leads his troops to arrive before making a comeback. What do you think?"

"No!" Wang Yue shouted, "The harvest that so many brothers have won with their blood cannot be returned to the Japanese for nothing. We are here to hold on. It will take less than long for the left and right, and Cheng Junmen can bring people to the place, so as to save another casualty."

"Why do you have to do this? There is no danger to guard the place where we are now. The brothers in our hands have reached the point where they cannot be damaged anymore. Why bother to fight for a breath..."

"This is not a matter of fighting for a sigh. Think about it, when our people come later, will we still attack from here? Do we have to attack again? Our soldiers are soldiers, and the soldiers led by Cheng Junmen are not soldiers? Instead of letting the later brothers bleed like us, it is not enough to persevere like this. The brothers who are in the right position have already gained experience and the attack is probably not enough. There is still no problem with defense, right?"

"Then you tell me, how do you defend here?" Yu Dongzhi was also angry, "Look around, how do you want to defend?"

Wang Yue spat, "That's you blind!"

Yu Dongzhi was furious and her eyes widened, "What did you say?"

"I said, you are blind! Look around, there are Japanese houses and shops everywhere. As long as we enter there, what are the Japanese who are afraid of attacking?" Wang Yue said loudly, "We have so many light and heavy weapons, how many Japanese can kill us?"

Although he said disrespectfully, what he said was justified. Gu Kui and others turned around and looked at him. Isn’t it? With so many street buildings, which one can be used as a place to hide and help? Needless to mention the ones next, just relying on the weapons in his hand, it is definitely not a problem to stick to this place for three or five hours! Yu Dongzhi admired Wang Yue’s calmness, but finally refused to admit defeat easily, so she winked on Gu Kui and stood aside.

Gu Kui nodded with a funny look, "Okay, just listen to Brother Wang! Brothers, have you all heard it?"

The two chief officials quarreled and their voices were getting higher and higher. How could the soldiers not hear it? Hearing the words, "I heard it!"

"Okay, everyone choose their own location and hide on this street, but try not to kill the people, do you understand?"

"yes!"

This is a very strange scenery. The soldiers on both sides stopped shooting tacitly for different reasons. The Japanese army did not mention it, but the Qing army began to smash open, pry open, and knock on the door of the building facing the street. They ignored the surprise and timid call from the people inside, and laughed and laughed in and parted in the space above the building and organized a defensive front. The same is true for those who stayed below. The only difference is that they first sent people to control all the family of the house they entered, and then prepared for battle.

The call of the people and the sharp cry of the children made Abe Juro feel sorry for him. He really wanted to muster up the courage to send troops to rescue his compatriots, but after thinking about it over and over again, he finally didn't have such courage. "Bitch! Just watching your compatriots and the people being bullied, but are you just standing by and watching? What an idiot! Fool!"

When he went to the place where he was carrying the people, he cursed himself fiercely. Asejuro walked into the command center and said, "Go, inform Your Excellency Xiaohashi Qingjian and let him send troops to Erchome Street immediately! In addition, report the information here to the Major General clearly."

"Yes!" The Japanese army's messenger agreed and ran downstairs quickly.

Chen Zhiji's 100-man team was divided into three parts, in the shape of a font in different buildings on both sides of the street, and they were very close to each other. You can clearly see the eyes of the brothers in the team looking over with a smile. Chen Zhiji smiled, retracted from the window, patted the soldier's shoulder, and walked downstairs on the stairs with a steep slope. The floor was already a little decayed. His heavy body stepped on and made an ugly voice, "I really hate it, why is this staircase so straight? It's almost about to stand up?"

"Boss, be careful. Xiao Xu just stepped on the air when he went downstairs."

"It's okay." Chen Zhiji landed on the ground with his feet and asked, "Where is this family? You didn't hurt them, did you?"

The soldier who was fluent just now suddenly became speechless and hesitated, with a mysterious smile on his face, "Everything... are all... they are all... good."

Fortunately, the chief did not pay attention to his abnormality, but suddenly a woman's cry came from his ear, "Ah!" Then there was a whirl of yelling in the language that he could not understand, mixed with the scolding of Chinese soldiers, "Let's see if you run away? I think you dare to run away?"

Chen Zhiji ran to the sound, at the back, lifting the curtain leading to the path behind, and couldn't help but be stunned: the two men were tied up and placed in a corner of the back wall of the house. Two women were wearing kimonos, pressing them to the ground by three Qing soldiers. The collars and hem of the kimonos had been lifted, revealing their white skin and round and straight thighs. One of the women in yellow clothes struggled the most violently, and their hands were stomping and kicking, and they refused to let the man succeed. Her actions angered the other party, and a Qing soldier rode on her, twisted her hair, and whipped her fiercely with her free hands.

Chen Zhiji stepped forward, grabbed the soldier on the woman's body, and slapped her hand! "Xiao Xu, what are you doing?"

The beaten soldier was about to curse, but when he heard the voice of his chief officer, he rubbed his face in disappointment, "Tao Chen, let's have fun!" He said, "This is not my first brother. Zhao Guzheng's man just now..."

"Fuck! You are my soldier. If I say no, then don't! If you think Zhao Zixiu is a good bastard, you can go now!"

Xiao Xu was scolded by the chief officer, so naturally he did not dare to speak. The two women who were almost humiliated were sobbing and hugging each other and burst into tears.

Chen Zhiji wanted to say something, but they couldn't understand each other's words. He couldn't understand the other party, so he had to do it. Then he heard a sarcastic voice beside him, "What's wrong, Old Chen, the soldiers under him are disobedient? It's not that I'm talking about you, you, it's just too rigid."

Chen Zhiji turned around and looked. Zhao Zixiu was also leaning out of the back door. He had a satisfied smile on his face, and that look like he had just eaten ginseng fruit. "What, what are you looking at?"

"Zhao Zixiu, don't be rude!" Chen Zhiji cursed in a deep voice, "Don't think that they are just like you. You can't walk when you see a woman. You will die sooner or later."

This sentence is extremely taboo. Carrying guns and fighting, life and death are common, so Zhao Zixiu and others act without any scruples in their thoughts of living one day and being happy all day. However, Chen Zhiji was mean, and clearly cursing himself, which made people feel angry: "Yes, we all die, so let you, Chen Zhiji alone, and you will be delicious and delicious in the future! Look at your behavior?"

Chen Zhiji was furious and stepped forward and punched him. Zhao Zixiu was not outdone, and the two of them were torn into a ball in the alley. The soldiers under each other naturally could not ignore it, and helped each other up their own officials and separated them. "**Chen Zhiji, I'm happy to play, do you have to worry about it? I haven't even asked anyone, what are you?" Zhao Zixiu suffered a loss, got punched in the face, refused to give up, and cursed at the top of his throat.

Until Wang Huai arrived after hearing the news, the two of them stopped clamoring, stood in front of Guandao in a regular manner, and stood solemnly. Wang Huai's eyes swept around and immediately guessed the reason, "Just for this? You two are going to fight? For a Japanese girl? You don't even want the friendship on the battlefield?"

"Boss, it's not that Bei Zhi deliberately provoked trouble, but he just played around. He hit people when he came up. You said if I let him bully him, how could I lead more than a hundred brothers in the future?"

Wang Huai spat viciously, "Bah!" He cursed, "You deserve to be beaten. You are a bastard, you are so useless, you are so angry? You are so thrilling if you don't let it go?"

Chen Zhiji heard it fun and burst out laughing. "What are you laughing at? Do you think you are a good thing?..." Wang Huai may not be very straightforward, nor is he a gentleman who is polite. In fact, the yang energy of the army is so excited that it is fine if he doesn't have the chance, but he is not willing to let it go if he has the chance. He is the same. However, due to military discipline and court laws, he dare not implement it blatantly.

In front of the soldiers around, Wang Huai said little, and glared at him fiercely, "Don't forget that you are fighting now. If you have anything to do, I will talk about it after you have completely taken down Han Jiangchuan."

Chen Zhiji did not dare to refute. After exchanging an equally indignant look with Zhao Zixiu, he turned around and entered, but soon looked out again, "Xiao Xu, come in." The soldier who asked Xiao Xu to indulge in desire but failed to show off, arrested the chief officer directly. He knew that there was no good result when he went in, but he didn't dare to ignore him, so he lowered his head and followed him.

Wang Huai and Zhao Zixiu smiled helplessly as they heard the loud curses inside.

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