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His eyes moved away from the hurried cavalry, and Ma Biao took out his pocket watch and looked at it. It was already past two o'clock in the morning, less than an hour before the expected total attack time.

"Where is Ma Bingzhong?" Without turning his head, Ma Biao asked the combat staff behind him in a deep voice.

"Forty minutes ago, the regiment commander Ma led his troops to Changqing, and now he should have arrived near Dingqing." The combat staff member replied with great difficulty.

Ding Qing was only more than ten miles away from Yan Ji, and it was the expected starting point for the attack. Changqing was only more than ten miles from Ding Qing, and forty minutes should be enough at the speed of the cavalry. Of course, there was still plenty of time, and Ma Biao probably wouldn't be able to run too fast at the same time.

Ma Biao nodded and said, "As soon as there is a call, I will inform you."

"Yes! I'll inform you immediately when there is a call." The staff officer saluted, turned his horse's head around and ran down the mound.

More than a thousand Japanese! Ma Biao only counts the Japanese troops and does not take the puppet army seriously. This group of fearful ghosts and large numbers of people is also a group of waste. The cavalry can defeat them with a powerful charge.

The two large groups combined have nearly 6,000 people. They will not be defeated even if they fight alone in the Japanese and puppet army, let alone the tiger and wolf army of the New Seventh Army.

It is a blessing for the Eighth Division to be able to fight side by side with friendly forces like the New Seventh Army! Ma Biao sighed, turned his horse's head around and entered the marching queue under the protection of his personal guards.

At this time, a regiment led by Ma Bingzhong had arrived at the periphery of Ding Qing and completed the task of interception. However, a company of the garrisoned vowstones was still at a loss.

"Battle of 1, Battalion 2 dismounted and fought in a stairs, Battalion 3 waited for the opportunity to charge." Ma Bingzhong gave a loud order, and white mist sprayed out of his mouth, but hot steam was emitting from his head.

After several coordinated combat with the New Seventh Army, the playing style and tactics of the Eighth Division have also changed greatly, and dismounted stance battle is one of them. Relying on exchanges and Yang Tianfeng's supply, 60 mortars, grenade launchers, Czech-made, sock guns, and the newly obtained Huaji, the Eighth Division has made great progress in weapons and equipment, and can fight face-to-face with the enemy.

On the off-horse, the siege battle can not only reduce the target, but also reduce the loss of the war horse. Of course, the maneuver and impact advantages of the cavalry are still maintained, but the timing of use is more particular.

"To the teacher's seat, Chief Yang sent a call. We have arrived at the predetermined position and can launch an attack at any time." Ma Bingzhong habitually whipped his leather boots with a horse whip, looking at the heavy night in the distance, and his eyes flashed with eager light.

No one can deny that Ma Bingzhong is a tiger general, and the general's temper and combat style will undoubtedly affect and infect the troops he led. The first regiment attacks bravely, the second regiment is calm and ruthless, and the third regiment is already completely infantry. It was trained by the New Seventh Army, so it naturally has the combat characteristics of the New Seventh Army.

It was a pleasure to ride a horse and storm, but after seeing the slaughter and the tragic sacrifice of his fellow villagers, Ma Bingzhong's temperament has also changed a lot. He is no longer the hero in the northwest who only cares about pleasure and charges shirtlessly at any time. But this is just the time, it is just a manifestation of Ma Bingzhong's maturity in command, rather than becoming greedy for life and fear of death. If the situation requires him to fight in blood, he will still not hesitate.

Yang Tianfeng received a telegram from Ma Bingzhong at about the same time as Ma Biao. He looked at his watch and was still half an hour away from the total attack time at 3 a.m.

"Generate power, ask about the location of the fleet, and order them to arrive at their destination, and then start a fire attack and send out a signal of general attack at the same time." Yang Tianfeng paused for a moment and continued to order: "Generate power to Commander Ma and the Independent Brigade Assault Corps. There is no need to stick to the original general attack time. After discovering the signal, start an action."

With convenient telegram contact, Yang Tianfeng's command was smoother. Moreover, he knew that there was no need to pursue perfection when fighting, as it would be easier to overcorrect it.

Since each unit has already been in place, it is more realistic to use the fleet to start the bombardment as the beginning of the general attack. Should we make the fleet arrive at the destination in seconds, or arrive early, and wait for a while at the risk of being discovered by the enemy? Even if it is too late, as long as it arrives, it will not affect the various units seeing the signals and taking action at the same time.

In the early morning of winter, it is the time when people are most sleepy and sleep the sweetest. For the enemies, this is probably the last dream they can enjoy!

The fleet sailing on the Wohe River expanded its formation, firepower groups, and assault groups sailed to the left, preparing to suppress the enemy's firepower on the shore and wait for an opportunity to land; the ships of the artillery group sailed in the middle of the river, and the artillery soldiers had already set up artillery and waited for the ship to get off the anchorage and stop, and then they could smash the shells at the enemy in Yanji.

The direction of the fleet sailing changed. This was as the direction of the Wohe River went southeast, then turned south, and the bend was almost facing Yanji.

A faint red light lit up, and the circles were constantly drawn. It was a signal from the head boat, slowing down and approaching the target area.

The fleet's speed slowed down and slowly adjusted its ranks. From the gunships in the center of the river to the first row, gradually formed into three rows, with the mortars on the ship pointing to the east.

The red light lit up two more points, the fleet's speed became slower, the fire ships and assault ships were docked more, and the black hole machine guns pointed to the shore.

At three o'clock, the fleet stopped, the gunship broke down, the artillery adjusted the muzzle again, and the loading hand had already picked up the shells. The time was not long, and the ready gunships lit up the small red lanterns, sending a signal to the command ship.

"Dadada..." The enemy on the shore finally discovered an abnormality on the river, but only shot a few shots, and was suppressed by the dense bullets of light and heavy machinery.

During the not-fever firefight, three red signal flares flew up in the air on the river, flying north with bright tails, and the red light illuminated the black sky.

Tong, Tong, Tong... muffled sounds continued, and shells fell into the cannon chambers, flew up with roars, drawing arcs to fly into the distance. After a while, a loud explosion sounded in the distance, just like the thunder in the distant sky.

Attack, Attack, Attack!

The Independent Brigade Assault Regiment launched an attack on Li Yingzi, with a round of artillery bombardment, and the infantry followed closely, and the sound of explosions, gunshots and shouts of killing sounds were heard.

Ma Bingzhong's delegation attacked Ding Qing fiercely, and the puppet troops in a battalion of garrisons got up from the bed, panicked, and even the Japanese consultants could not stabilize the morale of the army.

Boom, boom, boom... Explosions came one after another, Yan Ji burst into flames, houses collapsed, smoke and dust filled, people shouted and neighed, and there was chaos.

If it were all Japanese troops, they might be humble and caring in the camp. However, the Japanese and puppet troops who traveled with each other and regarded the puppet troops as cordons and as dogs, would not be polite at all.

It was cold in winter, who wouldn't want to sleep in the house and burn warm? Except for a small number of Japanese who supervised the puppet army on the periphery and alerted, most Japanese lived in Yanji. Only two puppet army commanders received some preferential treatment and were assigned to two houses. The other puppet army had to sleep in tents outside and set up fires.

It is precisely this enjoyment that the artillery fire attack caused great casualties to the Japanese. Either they were killed or injured by the bomb or were killed or injured by collapsed houses. There were very few lucky people who were unscathed.

The shells were one after another, as if they were endless. After more than two hundred shells were fired, Yanji had almost no intact houses.

The general attack was rapid and sudden, completely beyond the enemy's expectations. From a fierce attack to a temporary retreat, to being attacked by all sides, the change of thoughts and roles was too drastically and it was not easy to adapt.

At 3:40 a.m., Li Yingzi and Ding Qing were conquered one after another. The puppet troops of the two battalions and the Japanese in the two squadrons were basically wiped out, and only a small number were able to escape.

When the two peripheral strongholds were lost, the enemy of Yanji faced the fierce attacks of the New Seventh Army and the Eighth Cavalry Division. The independent brigade launched its troops and formed three attack groups to oppress and advance towards Yanji. In addition to the main attack of Ma Bingzhong, the Eighth Cavalry Division invested more than a thousand cavalry to launch an attack, and the rest of the troops were defending Ding Qing and waiting for an opportunity to chase and kill the fugitive enemy.

In less than an hour, many puppet troops on the periphery faced multiple blows of burning bullets and flying thunder cannons, and first lost the courage to fight and suffered an uncontrollable defeat. Several Japanese consultants shouted and blocked desperately, but it was useless. More puppet soldiers began to flee around and raised their hands to surrender.

The battle was very fierce, but the enemy's weakness was fully exposed under the fierce attack. The independent brigade's firepower was very strong, especially artillery fire. A few incendiary bombs were smashed, and more than a dozen empty bombs fell. Under the burning of the raging flames, the puppet army's fighting will was almost destroyed. They screamed in fear, panic, and fled with their heads, which inevitably affected the morale of the Japanese and the stability of the entire defensive front.

The puppet army was unreliable! Masao Yamashima, who was bandaged with bandages and had an arm hanging, concluded, but it was too late. On the wide attack surface, due to the shaken and collapse of the puppet army, the defense line was broken through many places, causing multiple Japanese troops who relied on positions to fight hard and fell into a state of being divided and surrounded.

A dazzling fire burst out, and balls of flames spewed, followed by the contaminated locust soldiers jumped, rolled, and let out his heart-breaking screams; the shells that jumped into the air exploded, and under the dazzling light, the figures of the locust army were knocked down; the flashing black and deafening explosion, the smoke and soil rose more than ten meters high, and you could see the broken limbs and broken guns were thrown into the air...

Masao Yamashima dared not send reinforcements to the peripheral positions anymore. Although he wanted to support a relatively large battlefield and increase combat space and flexibility in using troops. However, under the fierce and diverse attacks of the enemy, this kind of oil-like reinforcement could only be constantly weakened, but did not play the role he hoped.

The annoying chainsaw sounded. Masao Yamashima had seen the enemy's machine gun, with a speed of fire and range that could completely suppress the 92 heavy machine gun and the 96 light machine gun. He could imagine that the Locust Army was either pressed down to the point of being unable to lift its head under the dense rain of bullets, or it was constantly paying the price of death and injury.

The enemy's rushing figures can already be seen in the northwest direction. Under the bombardment of various artillery fire, a little light rose from the locust army's positions, and then a bang broke out; the sound of guns and cannons in the southeast direction was also extremely fierce, and the dense sound of horse hooves could be vaguely heard; in the east and northeast directions, many enemy troops had penetrated and penetrated in, fighting everywhere, fighting everywhere, and getting closer and closer.

"Your Excellency, please move to the rear." A staff officer ran over with ash on his face and made a suggestion.

Behind? Where is the rear? Back to Yanji, which has almost become a ruin, will it be attacked by the enemy's gunfire again? Moreover, it is being attacked. The enemy has landed under the cover of artillery fire. After hearing the gunshots, they still have a considerable number of continuous-fire weapons.

Masao Yamashima glanced at the staff officer, surprisingly did not scold him, but waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Generate to Bengbu again: the Ministry of Justice is careless and has fallen into a siege of the superior enemy, forming a chaotic situation. The Imperial Army is unable to defeat the fierce offensive and collapses first, making it difficult for our army to support a larger defense circle. The enemy's artillery fire is very fierce. If it is compressed into a narrow area, it will inevitably suffer heavy casualties and be waiting to die. Therefore, the general led the remaining troops to break out to the southeast. Fight to the death and serve the country for seven lives. We will use flesh and blood to serve His Majesty the Emperor."

After the telegram was sent, Masao Yamashima seemed to have completed his last mission. He let out a long breath, straightened his back, pulled out his command knife, pointed to the southeast, and shouted loudly: "It's time to gather all troops and serve His Majesty the Emperor. Shake up the spirit of Bushido and follow me to fight for a bloody path."

At around 6 a.m., the Independent Brigade and the Eighth Cavalry Division had already opened up contact and began to work together to attack, trying to push the enemy to the Wohe River and annihilate it in one fell swoop.

The collapse of the puppet army was like an avalanche. The terrible infectious disease - "escape, surrender" spread and spread at a rapid speed. Our troops, with a small number of people, could even chase a battalion and a regiment, and a regiment were fighting, but few puppet army dared to turn back to fight.

In addition to being fierce and fierce attacks scared the puppet army's courage, the reputation of the New Seventh Army also had a great deterrent effect. The New Seventh Army was cruel to the Japanese and was not tolerant of the puppet army, and they clearly showed this characteristic in previous battles. Even Yang Tianfeng did not block this information to the outside world, and showed this ruthlessness to the puppet army without shyness.

Most of the officers of the puppet army were executed, and the same was true for the soldiers who committed the crime, except for those who took the initiative. The puppet army soldiers only carefully selected, had innocent wealth and no sins. Only those who served in the army for a short time were qualified to be supplemented into the New Seventh Army; those who were injured and sick were expelled from the base area and allowed to fend for themselves; the rest were sent to mines and worked as laborers in factories, paying the price for their actions.
Chapter completed!