In order to prevent the retreat from turning into a huge rout, Wei Junru gave death orders to several positions that were responsible for cutting off the rear and blocking the attack.

The 4th Japanese Cavalry Brigade was desperately blocked by the 76th Army at the Jiaocheng and Wenshui lines. The 13th Garrison in the east was blocked by the 34th Division and the 17th Army. The 90th Army in the east retreated while fighting.

Departed Taiyuan on the 12th.

The troops invested by the Japanese army this time include a division, a cavalry brigade and a garrison, with a total strength of about 30,000.

The attack may be a bit laborious, but when it comes to retreat, the little Japanese may not be able to keep up with the speed of the two armies.

Most of the Chinese army had retreated south along the Tongpu Railway. Seeing that the opportunity for encirclement and annihilation had been lost, the Japanese 11th Mixed Brigade simply turned eastward, preparing to cooperate with the 116th Division to block Jiangdong at the Niangziguan line.

This strategic concept is very good, but in the Niangziguan area, in addition to Jiangdong's division, there is also Samurai Min's 98th Army.

This army regained its confidence in the battle to annihilate the Japanese 37th Division. The whole army shared the same hatred of the enemy and enforced orders and prohibitions.

After discovering that the 11th Mixed Brigade had changed direction, Wei Guodong's reconnaissance battalion and the 98th Army cooperated with each other to destroy important transportation nodes, delay the Japanese movement, and at the same time intensify harassment warfare.

The 11th Mixed Brigade has five infantry brigades under its command, and the brigade commander is Major General Takahashi Shigeyama.

"boom……"

With a loud rumble, a railway bridge collapsed.

The vanguard of the Japanese army and Wei Guodong's reconnaissance battalion faced each other across the bridge.

"Bagaya Road, is that the damn chariot squadron again?" Gao Qiao was so angry that his eyes were filled with smoke.

Because Wei Guodong always liked to use armored vehicles to lead or take the rear when attacking the Japs. After several battles, the Japanese thought they were facing a squadron of highly mechanized tanks.

"Hey, Your Excellency, Major General, let the artillery brigade cover this area with artillery fire. We can't let the Chinese escape again." The captain of the 46th Battalion said with a face full of grief and indignation.

The brigade chief of staff shook his head,

"The artillery brigade hasn't caught up yet, so shelling won't work."

As soon as these words came out, several Japanese officers subconsciously looked up at the sky.

"Oh, it would be great if there were planes!"

…

"Leave one squad of soldiers here to monitor the little Japs, and the rest retreat to the rear." Wei Guodong stood on the armored vehicle and ordered loudly.

The 98th Army set up an ambush circle west of Yangquan. The reconnaissance battalion was mainly responsible for monitoring the movements of the Japs and providing intelligence to the 98th Army.

A squad of soldiers walked out of the team, their whole bodies camouflaged with leaves and dead grass.

The large army continued to retreat eastward, and the disguised soldiers entered the woods on both sides of the road.

The soldiers who operate the reconnaissance battalion are already very familiar with it, and everything is done in an orderly manner.

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Niangziguan!

The commander of the 116th Division, Seiichiro Shinohara, watched with his own eyes as his warriors screamed, howled, and rolled in the flames.

The picture in the telescope made him break out in cold sweat. Halfway up the Snowflake Mountain seemed to be covered by a fire dragon. The fire dragon was extremely large, dozens of meters wide and nearly 200 meters long.

Hundreds of warriors were within the range of the fire dragon, and most of them turned into new fuel after wailing for a few seconds.

Some warriors who escaped from the fire dragon screamed and ran down the mountain. Their whole bodies were burning, like fireballs rolling down the mountain one after another.

Some woodlands at the foot of the mountain were ignited by fireballs, and a faint plume of smoke rose.

The commander of the 109th Regiment, Colonel Kamizumi Yoshiyoshi, was heading to the position with a group of warriors to support them. The first intelligence they received was that the Chinese might have retreated, and they asked for help in taking over the position.

Halfway through, I heard earth-shattering explosions and extremely miserable screams coming from the hilltop position.

Uesumi Ryokichi was a regimental commander with rich combat experience. He quickly guessed that the attacking warriors might have been ambushed by the Chinese.

"Quick, quick, quick!"

He urged the warriors to speed up.

The screams stunned the supporting Japanese soldiers at the foot of the mountain for half a second. The sound was as shrill as the wail of an evil ghost. What on earth did the warriors above encounter?

It wasn't until they saw fireballs rolling down the mountain one after another that these Japanese soldiers vaguely thought of something.

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"Everyone acts according to the original plan, hurry up, hurry up, especially the machine guns, don't be stunned at this time!"

The burning fire and the bombardment of grenades caused the Japanese brigade to be completely disorganized. Xu Zihe kept directing the soldiers to enter the fighting position.

After throwing 2,000 grenades, the 200 soldiers of the first battalion stood up from the trenches. Mauser rifles, submachine guns, and machine guns fired at the retreating Japanese soldiers across the burning tongues of flames.

The ten warriors carrying flamethrowers on their backs became more and more courageous. They ignored the burning Japs and quickly penetrated from the left and right wings, burning the Japs' butts.

In the battle just now, a battalion of puppet soldiers suffered casualties of forty or fifty people. These people either reacted too slowly or wanted to escape with the Japs. Some of them became blood gourds and some became piles of charcoal.

Most of the puppet soldiers pressed their bodies tightly to the ground. At this time, they all hoped that there would be a crack in the ground that they could get through.

After the scorching flames left, countless whistling bullets appeared above the heads of the puppet soldiers.

Hearing the roar of machine guns so close at hand, the puppet soldiers did not dare to move. Some people were excreting and urinating, crying and choking on the ground.

Now no one has the mind to take care of these trash, the soldiers' bullets are chasing the little devil's ass.

"Wow... Wow..."

In the first trench, the Japanese soldiers were crowded and scrambling to crawl out of the trench. The sand strips, mud blocks, stones, etc. used to build the trench kept rolling down under their pull.

"Da da da..."

"Boom boom boom..."

Soldiers on the left and right flanks used light machine guns, submachine guns and grenades to clear the way, constantly driving the little devils towards the central area.

"Retreat...retreat..."

The Japanese captain had already rushed out of the trench and was running down the mountain while roaring.

The cross-fire of the machine guns on both wings had already targeted the Japanese captain. Among all the little Japs, this captain screamed the loudest and danced the most ferociously.

The six mg34 machine guns turned their muzzles tacitly, and after taking a slight aim, the machine gunner decisively pulled the trigger.

"Da da da..."

A violent storm of bullets crossed a distance of two to three hundred meters and swept across the Japanese captain from the left and right wings.

"Puff puff puff..."

The first to be hit were the dozen or so Japanese soldiers guarding the captain. Their flesh and blood bodies were not even paper tigers in front of the whizzing bullets.

The Japanese soldiers' bodies exploded with clouds of blood mist, like little red flowers drawn by a naughty person.

In one second, a dozen soldiers fell down neatly like ears of wheat cut by a sickle.

"Your Excellency Captain..."

A second lieutenant staff officer opened his hands, trying to block the bullet for his dear captain.

But what the second lieutenant did was obviously in vain.

"Puff puff puff..."

Under the shocked gaze of the captain, the second lieutenant's body seemed to have been tickled, and every joint was trembling.

The splattered blood fell on the captain's face, still hot.

Just as the second lieutenant's body began to fall, the captain was covered by the violent storm.

More than a dozen bullets hit his chest, and the bones and flesh were mixed together, red with white.
Chapter completed!