"The Japanese army invaded Fengtian City.
Chief of Staff Zhang Haipeng of the Border Defense Staff Headquarters abandoned the city and fled.
From the moment you escaped, you Zhang Haipeng are no longer worthy of being a soldier, let alone leading thousands of passionate men.
Brothers, open your eyes.
Take a look with big eyes and give the order personally, let You stand up and die.
What kind of virtue is the chief of general staff who sacrifices his life for the country?
Is such a person qualified to give us orders?
Do any of you want to take orders from such a runaway general?
Why does he want me to sacrifice my life for the country?
He himself But my mother ran away behind my back."
Jiang Li grabbed Zhu Zhirong's hair and shouted violently.
The soldiers who had lowered their heads suddenly looked up and looked at Zhang Haipeng with eyes full of hatred.
Even in the camp that Zhang Haipeng brought, many people looked ashamed.
Zhang Haipeng was greedy and harsh on his subordinates.
Such a person was not popular among the people.
"There are thousands of people in the provincial capital of Fengtian waiting for us to rescue them.
They are timid in the face of the enemy and flee in fear of the battle.
If you act like this, even if you kill them ten thousand times, it will not be enough.
If anyone dares to say retreat, Zhu Zhirong will end up like this." " "Jiang Li, you, what are you going to do?"
No matter how stupid Zhu Zhirong was, he knew that Jiang Li was deliberately using him to establish his power, and his face was filled with panic.
Qiang Jiangli pulled out his sword, unsheathed the long sword, and slashed through Zhu Zhirong's waist with the long sword and entered his body.
Zhu Zhirong's body was cut into two parts, blood gushed out like a spring, and his upper body fell to the ground, still wailing in pain.
One leg twitched stiffly.
Zhang Haipeng's pupils tightened.
First, his adjutant, and then the deputy commander, killed him as soon as he was told.
Even if it was him, if something went wrong, I'm afraid the other party would kill without mercy.
Zhang Haipeng couldn't help but lament how he was so unlucky to meet such a bad star.
Zhao Tieshu licked his dry lips.
He originally thought that when he killed someone, it would be bloody enough, but he didn't expect Jiang Li to kill someone on top of him.
With national justice at the forefront and body and head missing, who else here dares to resist Jiang Li’s order?
Everyone looked at Zhu Zhirong's fate with a look of shock on their faces.
"Zhou Dafu" Jiang Li shouted.
"have" "You lead most of the 7th Brigade to destroy the 29th Infantry Regiment.
Zhao Tieshu, lead a company to assist Battalion Commander Zhou.
If there are deserters, shoot them without mercy.
If there is resistance from the Japanese army, shoot them without mercy."
"yes" "The remaining brothers of the 973rd Battalion, follow me, and you, Zhang Haipeng, also go and see how I took down the station of the Independent Second Garrison Brigade and how I avenged Chief of Staff Zhao.
Chief of Staff Zhao, just wait.
I'm I'm going to carry the heads of dozens of Japanese people to bury you and pay homage to you."
Jiang Li pulled the reins, took the remaining three hundred or so riders, and threatened Zhang Haipeng and a dozen other people toward the Second Independent Guard.
The brigade drove away wildly.
"Revenge for Chief of Staff Zhao, let's go" hundreds of knights roared.
A soldier has nothing to fear if he is determined to fight to the death.
Boom boom In the night, the Beida camp was still submerged in the flames, and the earth was shaking.
In just a hundred years of modern times, humans who have been fighting against nature have unknowingly acquired the power to shake the world. .
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"Jiu Shanjun, the Chinese troops in Beidong Camp have withdrawn to the east."
The movements of thousands of people in Beidong Camp were quickly noticed by the Japanese army.
A Japanese cavalryman delivered this information to Hatoyama Bingwei.
"Stop the bombardment, move to the direction of the 29th Regiment, and attack Fengtian City together."
Hatoyama Bingwei smiled coldly and immediately ordered.
More than a hundred artillerymen, as well as more than a hundred soldiers who were summoned from the countryside, and the ronin and the mules and horses came over to help.
They packed the cannonballs into boxes, tied the horse ropes to the gun mounts, and drove the mules and horses to drag them along.
The ground shook slightly in the night.
It was the rapid sound of horse hoofbeats.
Hatoyama soldiers looked at the night sky in the distance in surprise.
They didn't know why such a large group of cavalry came over at this time.
There were no organized Chinese cavalry in the provincial capital of Fengtian.
Could it be that reinforcements from the empire were rushing over?
When they arrived at Hatoyama Soldier Guard, the other Japanese soldiers and Ronin all had happy faces.
Just the sight of the group of soldiers wearing empty blue and gray uniforms quickly caused the smiles of Hatoyama Bie and others to freeze on their faces, turning into the coldness of years.
"The enemy is attacking, defend the enemy on the spot, hurry up, hurry up," Hatoyama Bingwei yelled anxiously.
Hundreds of riders rolled in like clouds, and Hatoyama Bingwei's reaction was nothing short of unpleasant.
But no matter how fast, these motley crews, mainly artillerymen, supplemented by local soldiers and rogues, only totaled more than 200 people.
How could they be the opponents of the 973 Battalion who came with hatred.
The equipment of Zhang Haipeng's guard battalion is indeed good, with box cannons of the same color, one man and two horses, as well as sabers and military boots.
Originally, Zhang Haipeng had mostly taken advantage of Jiang Li's 973 Battalion.
"Wang San Pao will lead the machine gun team to dismount, and the others who are good at horseback riding will rush for me."
Qiang Qiang There was the sound of a long sword being unsheathed, and the long sword glowed with a soul-stirring cold light under the moonlight.
The moonlight was like water, and the sword's light was like blood.
"Avenge the Chief of Staff," Jiang Li shouted, raising his knife.
"Avenge the Chief of Staff."
Hundreds of soldiers responded in unison.
In addition to the 50 people who dismounted, there were more than 270 people running wildly on horseback, and the sharp sabers were chopped off during the high-speed running. swipe Blood and dust danced together, and there were screams from artillerymen, Japanese ronin, and soldiers in the countryside.
The September 18th Incident was a huge gamble made by Ishihara Wanji and Itagaki Seishiro.
The number of Japanese troops in the entire Fengtian City is very limited.
After all ground combat forces are mobilized to perform tasks, once the Northeast Army sees through it and implements an effective counterattack, the fate of these artillery units that have lost their protection is doomed.
In history, they were the heroes who broke Fengtian City and were praised by all people in Japan.
No matter how different the outcome of the September 18th Incident is, their fate is the same and they can only go to hell to celebrate.
With the blade slashed, half of someone's face was cut off, someone's nose was cut off, and there were many people who had their arms cut off.
Even for regular ground combat troops, it would be ridiculous to resist a cavalry charge with superior strength without the protection of machine guns.
"Qiang" After Hatoyama Biewei chopped down a Northeastern soldier, a long knife flew away his command knife and scratched his chest.
The clothes on his chest were torn apart, the wounds cut through his ribs, and there were gaps about half a centimeter deep on the bones.
This almost disemboweling injury and the inhuman pain made Hatoyama Bie scream miserably.
What puzzled Hatoyama Bingwei was that thousands of troops from the Beida camp were driven away by his artillery.
How could the Chinese cavalry in front of them dare to attack them?
How could this cavalry dare?
Hatoyama Bingwei did not wonder for long, and soon fell to the ground due to his injuries, with hard horse hooves stepping on him from time to time.
A crack is the sound of bones breaking.
With hundreds of kilograms of weight stepping on his body, Hatoyama Bei lost consciousness again and again.
I am finally loyal to the emperor, but will this incident really go as smoothly as expected?
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The cavalry group passed through the scattered Japanese troops like wind and clouds, leaving a mess of casualties everywhere.
"Shoot" Facing the Japanese artillery and the Ronin's joint team, which were unable to organize an effective defense in a hurry, Wang Sanpao ordered with a sneer
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