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Seoul, in a luxurious yard, there was a short but strong Japanese man sitting. He was the field wing of the First Far East Army of the Japanese Far East Army stationed in North Korea - Captain of Nakata United: Koji Nakata.

He held the telegram he had just sent back, his eyes staring like a goose egg. He suppressed his anger and asked, "Is that the only thing?"

"This was sent back by Takeda Brigade three hours ago, and then lost contact. There is no latest information so far." A Japanese soldier stood in front of Nakada and said seriously.

Hiroji Nakada knew the combat effectiveness of Takeda's brigade, which was the most powerful unit in their entire corps. For this reason, he specially equipped them with the most advanced radio station at that time, which can be said to be armed to the teeth. The entire Japanese army did not have the equipment like their brigade, not to mention that Captain Takeda was a warrior who had been fighting for the rest of his life. After graduating from the Army University, he started as the deputy captain of the brigade and was promoted to the brigade through military merits. He was a general of Nakatashita, and now he has lost contact on foreign lands for more than three hours. He has already begun the worst plan, but he will not believe that the entire brigade will be destroyed, and there is not even a single one back. After losing the strength of a brigade, he still doesn't know how many troops the Qing Dynasty has arrived.

If Koji Nakata knew that his strongest troops were only wiped out by 500 soldiers in the first battalion of the Qing army, he would have immediately given a caesarean section to thank the emperor.

"Continue to contact and send scouts to the location Takeda to investigate. Order Inoue brigade to go west for another fifty miles to meet Takeda brigade's retreat." Koji Nakada always believed that it was just in the battle and could not use the radio station. He had never thought that Takeda's brigade would be destroyed, and it would be defeated so quickly and thoroughly.

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On the other hand, the battlefield was finally cleaned up. The casualties have been counted. In this battle, 276 people were killed in Liu Sanyi Battalion, and the rest were injured to varying degrees, either severe or light. After the escort of the wounded and captured 2nd company and 1st row returned to the construction. Only 189 people were left in the entire Liu Sanyi Battalion.

"Battery Commander, look, I found it while cleaning the battlefield. What kind of thing is this?" asked a soldier with a bandage on it.

"You are stupid, why are you looking for these trashed iron? Go and find out if there is any Japanese wine or something for me." Liu San said impatiently.

"Battery Commander, this seems to be similar to the radio stations in our Biaotong Military Department." Jiang Fei said.

"Well? You think I don't understand! The radio station in the Biaotong Military Department is bigger than this, and there are old wires. This thing is probably a mold for telegraph soldiers to practice. It's just like we practice assassination with wooden guns, and it's not very useful." Liu San said and kicked the Japanese army's most advanced radio station away. This kick happened to hit the switch of the radio, and the entire radio station began to work. He kept receiving orders from Seoul and telegrams asking about various situations.

"Huh? Battalion Commander, this thing is ringing. Look, look, there is paper coming out." Jiang Fei quickly ran over and picked up the radio station.

"This is really strange. I kicked the wooden gun into a real gun. From now on, our Qing dynasty only has wooden weapons, and I will kick it into reality. It can save the emperor a lot of money." Liu San kept boasting.

"What kind of mess is this?" Jiang Fei felt dizzy when he looked at the earthworm texts coming out of the radio.

"You don't understand, a little scholar?

The Zero-level master http://www.77nt/19181/Report the model system, find our telegram soldiers to translate it." Liu San ordered.

"Report... General Dong's order: Liu San's camp is stationed on the spot, and should not take a step forward. Those who violate the order will be killed! Liu San will return to the Zhongjun camp immediately after receiving the order." A telecommunication soldier said.

"I understand." Liu San said.

"Congratulations to Captain Liu, General Dong is very satisfied with your performance this time. Go and receive the reward." The messenger said attentively.

"Brother is here," Liu San said happily. He turned around and said to Jiang Fei, "Little scholar, I will leave it to you here. Put the troops in a little bit, and I will only have this little capital. When you meet a Japanese, you will return it first."

"I understand." Jiang Fei cursed in his heart. He was called back and was not allowed to fight without a war. It was really shameless.

Dong Liang's two main players were 50 kilometers west of Liu Sanzheng, and they could arrive after riding for two hours. As soon as Liu San got off the horse, he got into the central army camp.

"Liu San met General Dong, Fan Biaotong, and Mao Biaotong." Liu San rode his horse all the way, and the wound on his back began to bleeding again.

"Liu San, is the lottery hanging?" Fan Tianhao asked with concern.

"I let the mosquito bite, Japan can't fight. It's far worse than us." Liu San said proudly and gestured.

"Sit down." Dong Liang said.

"General Xie." Liu San dared not speak to Dong Liang with a smile.

"What are you holding?" Dong Liang asked.

Liu San stood up, handed the radio station in the middle and a piece of earthworms written on it and said, "I found out when I was cleaning the battlefield, it was probably a Japanese radio station. There was still paper. I couldn't understand it, so I brought it back for the general to check it out."

Dong Liang took the radio station and looked left and right but couldn't see any name. "Such a small radio station? Xiao Mao, take it to the telegraph soldiers to see what is written on it?"

"Yes." Mao Weimin said after taking it, turning around and leaving the account.

"Liu San, tell me the situation at that time in detail." Dong Liang said.

"Yes, Bei Zhi is carrying out the mission of exploring the way, and he walked to the woods near Xiaolu Bridge......" Liu San added fire to the fire and told the battle situation at that time.

Dong Liang and Fan Tianhao frowned for a while and smiled at the same time. As if they were also in it, they finally heard Liu San's talk about the scene of the Japanese officer committing suicide.

"Then how many troops are left in your camp now?" Dong Liang asked.

"Even Beizhi, there are 189 heads." Liu San answered truthfully.

"Well, you did a good job. The battle was very tenacious. I will ask for merit for you in front of the emperor." Dong Liang stood up and patted Liu San on the shoulder, then turned around and said to Fan Tianhao, "Swap Liu San, you can draw another camp and continue to advance towards Seoul."

"Ah? General, Bei Zhi has experience in fighting with the Japanese army. Let Bei Zhi continue to serve as a vanguard. Bei Zhi can still fight." Liu San asked for a fight without waiting for Fan Tianhao to answer.

"Rare to the point, step back. Is it your turn to teach the general to do things?" Fan Tianhao said.

Fan Tianhao actually likes this rude subordinate very much. Although Liu San is usually a little rude, he is never vague in fighting, and is also one of the few battalions commanders who can reassure him. Now the first battalion has lost two-thirds of its troops and has been injured. Of course, he also hopes to replace him and let the team rest well.

"Yes." Liu San drooped his head.

Dong Liang was about to speak when there was a burst of rapid footsteps outside the tent. Mao Weimin rushed in with a soldier...

"General, there is information." Mao Weimin turned to the soldier and said, "Repeat the message you just translated out."

"Yes." The soldier said. "The telegram said, I'm going to find out how many troops Qingguo sent. Colonel Nakata has sent the Inoue Brigade to pick you up and pushed it westward for fifty miles. It has reached Wujia Village and meet with Inoue as soon as possible and return to Seoul."

"Get the map." Dong Liang ordered.

After a while, a map of North Korea was laid out on the table in the Central Army's tent.

"Liu San, where is your army now?" Dong Liang asked.

"Here." Liu San pointed it out accurately on the map.

"Wujia Village is only one hundred miles away from you." Dong Liang thought in his mind.

"General, let me send two battalions to go and eat his Inoue Brigade." Fan Tianhao said excitedly.

Dong Liang thought for a while and said, "Our communication section is too bad, and the troops cannot be too long." Dong Liang looked at the telegram soldier and continued, "Will you use this telegram?"

"Yes, general." The soldier looked only about eighteen years old, with a tender face.

"Okay, generate electricity for me. Just say that Takeda's troops encountered a Qing team near Xiaoluqiao. After several hours of fierce fighting, more than 500 opponents had been wiped out, and the remaining Qing troops were not detailed. Our troops are now setting up an ambush in Xiaoluqiao, waiting for the main force of the Qing army. We request Inoue Brigade to go to Xiaoluqiao for reinforcements." Dong Liang said.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the tent had their eyes lit up. He secretly admired the general's meticulous mind. This move was really high in luring the enemy into depth.

"Yes." The telegraph soldier immediately launched the telegram.

"General, what if the little Japanese doesn't come?" Mao Weimin asked.

"I bet they will definitely come. They thought we were the young soldiers from the Eight Banners. They were holding the pillow and shooting!" Dong Liang said confidently.

"Report, they replied to the telegram. They said: Your unit is waiting for assistance on site, and the Inoue brigade will arrive before dark." The telegram soldiers answered truthfully.

"General, leave it to me. Let me lead two battalions of troops to ensure that they will never return." Mao Weimin was eager to try.

"General, let me go. Liu San's troops have traded with Japanese troops and have combat experience. It's enough for me to bring another battalion of troops." Fan Tianhao didn't want others to pick up ready-made ones.
Chapter completed!