Age of Conquest Reborn

Chapter 512: Datong Counterattack

The ward was quiet and peaceful, with a strong smell of medicine coming to the face. A doctor and two nurses were looking at various instruments with concentration. When they saw the teacher coming in, they stood up quickly. Tang Qiuli waved his hand,

Instruct them to continue their work.

Tang Qiuli turned his attention to Mei Ting on the hospital bed. Because her back was injured, Mei Ting could only lie on the bed. He walked over gently. His wife was still in a coma. Her long black hair covered her face and she could not see.

Clear her face.

Tang Qiuli leaned down and gently stroked his wife's long black hair. His pale and pale face made him feel pain like a knife in his heart. His naked face was so pale that it was almost transparent due to excessive blood loss. He even

You can clearly see the blood vessels, and your bright eyes are closed tightly, as if you are sleeping peacefully. Is this your energetic, youthful and beautiful wife?

He felt his wife's weak fire of life, like a flame swaying in the wind. Life was wandering between death and survival. Tang Qiuli suddenly felt an uncontrollable strong fear. This fear made his will and nerves change.

It was extremely fragile and would collapse if touched lightly. If it weren't for Mei Ting's inaudible breathing, he almost thought his wife would sleep forever.

This fear gripped his heart tightly. He was afraid of losing Mei Ting. He could no longer bear the pain of loss in his life. He did not dare to touch his wife's body for fear that his recklessness would blow out the swaying love.

The fire of life, for more than a year, has been accustomed to his wife's youthful body, burning him like fire. At this time, Mei Ting's fragility made Tang Qiuli's heart burst violently and break into pieces, and tears flowed down his face.

Down.

The division commander cried. The all-powerful general actually shed tears. The doctors and nurses stood in the ward at a loss. At that moment, they clearly felt the pain in their hearts. The aura was so strong that they were stunned.

His breathing was in embarrassment. How could a person's heartache be so intense?

Another night came, Tang Qiuli stood in front of his wife's hospital bed, staring blankly at Mei Ting who was in a coma. Everything did not exist, only her was in his eyes. No one dared or could not bear to disturb Tang Qiuli at this time.

Qiu Li, Shan Hu stood silently behind him, protecting and sharing his burden.

The doctors and nurses who changed shifts left, and new ones came. Zhang Quan, Ma Chaoyang, Jiang Yanming and Wang Xu. Wu Hongtao and others came to the ward. They didn't know how to persuade the teachers who had not eaten for several meals. They couldn't speak, so they could only

Accompany him silently.

Tang Qiuli recalled everything he had with his wife, the first time they met at Yanjing Hotel in Peking, the cold and charming Mei Ting. As a subordinate, Mei Ting was smart and capable. After she woke up from an injury, she had to see her own Mei Ting.

Ting, and even later they got to know each other, and they entered each other's hearts and became infatuated with Mei Ting.

Every time he recalled a scene, his heart burst into tears. He had been grieved by loss, and his heart was filled with despair. It was Mei Ting who gave him the color of life again. Could God have the heart to take away all his happiness?

The night passed quietly, and the dawn appeared in the east. Tang Qiuli, who had stood like this all night, did not feel any tiredness. The sunlight shined through the window into the ward, driving away the coldness and depression. Mei Ting's eyes were closed tightly.

, fanned slightly, and the long eyelashes trembled.

The foolish Tang Qiuli found no sign of his wife's revival. His eyes had already penetrated the ward, flying in the distant sky on the wings of memories.

An inaudible moan was keenly captured by Shan Hu who had been accompanying Tang Qiuli all night. He looked at Mei Ting in disbelief and was surprised to find that Mei Ting had opened her eyes slightly. Perhaps because of the pain, her

His brows wrinkled slightly, his lips moved slightly, so weak, so delicate and powerless.

Shan Hu stepped in front of the doctor, took his arm, and pointed at Mei Ting's hospital bed. Stars danced in front of the doctor's eyes. My God, my arm was so dangling that it wasn't broken by the colonel. Just pinch it with a vise.

Like, that hurts

Shan Hu may have felt a little more energetic. He smiled apologetically and the doctor ended the pain. His arms were numb. He looked in the direction Shan Hu pointed and immediately ran to the door and shouted in surprise. Immediately, Dean Yang

With many doctors rushing into the ward, Tang Qiuli was awakened from his sleepwalking state by the sudden arrival of so many people, and then he noticed Mei Ting's tired and weak eyes.

After the doctors were busy examining Mei Ting, Director Yang came to Tang Qiuli who was in extreme ecstasy and told him that Director Mei was out of danger. All that was left was to rest and recover. Tang Qiuli held Yang tightly.

The dean's hands were so excited that he could not speak.

Then, he rushed in front of Mei Ting. His wife's tired eyes were slightly opened with fatigue and weakness. In the dark pupils, the fire of life was burning vigorously, but there was a bright smile on the corner of her mouth. Tang Qiuli

Mei Ting couldn't help but shed tears. Mei Ting seemed to want to wipe her husband's tears. The moment she moved her arm, it affected the wound, and her brows knitted together tightly.

Immediately, she stretched out her arms again and saw her husband's tears shed for her. Tang Qiuli did not see a trace of blame in his wife's eyes, but only heartbreaking tenderness.

He never wanted to leave Mei Ting's sight again, because Mei Ting injured her back and could only lie on the bed. Tang Qiuli made a bed in front of Mei Ting's bed. He wanted Mei Ting to see it as soon as she opened her eyes.

He, too, could see his wife at any time. Despite Mei Ting's weak objections, he was determined to do so.

The dignified Vice Chairman of the Military Commission of the Nationalist Government, the Northern Overlord with hundreds of thousands of troops, slept on the floor like this every day, communicating endlessly with his wife with their eyes. Mei Ting's ward became Tang Qiuli's.

The staff officers who came in and out of the headquarters did not feel any awkwardness at all. Instead, they were moved by the deep affection between the division commander and Mei Ting.

The war continued to go down according to the inertia. The Japanese troops staying in Hanyuling and Sucheng areas suddenly lost traces of their opponents. In Sucheng, they were severely bitten. In addition to cursing the Japanese division commander, Yamaguchi also

He ordered various ministries to send out small groups of troops to search, but they had no clue and found nothing. They finally caught Tang Qiuli's tail and then disappeared out of thin air. Where is his current location?

After two days of headaches, Yamaguchi issued an order. The troops advancing from all directions should follow the original plan and steadily advance from east to west. They must drill through the Taihang Mountains. Since the original tactics had discovered Tang Qiuli's troops and given them

In case of serious damage, until there are no new tactics, we should still adopt the old methods. Maybe a miracle will happen.

In the direction of Datong, Yan Xishan had the upper hand. The Japanese army had no backup troops and their troops were getting smaller and smaller as they fought. However, Yan Xishan continued to mobilize the main force of the Jin army and relied on complete defenses to inflict a large number of casualties on the attacking Japanese army.

Encouraged by the situation on the front line in Datong, Commander Yan felt that it was not good to hide in Taiyuan. On the other hand, he also felt that it was time to cheer up these young soldiers. On November 21, Commander Yan came to Datong in person to command the battle.

The inspired officers and soldiers of the Jin Dynasty, with high morale, shouted the slogan "Win the battle, welcome Commander Yan".

On the 22nd, after careful preparation, the Jin army launched a full-scale counterattack with more than twice the strength of the Japanese army. The Japanese army, which had always taken the initiative to attack, did not expect that the Jin army would suddenly counterattack, and was repelled one after another. The fierce battle continued until evening, and the Japanese army was on all fronts.

After retreating, the Jin army pushed the front to the Xiwanbao area at the junction of Hebei and Shanxi. This was already the boundary of Hebei. In a sense, the Japanese army in the direction of Datong had been completely driven out of Shanxi.

As soon as the battle came to an end, Yan Xishan asked his staff to prepare a telegram reporting the victory to the Nanjing National Government Military Commission. Yan Xishan put his hands behind his back and dictated the telegram word for word: "Chairman of the Military Commission Chiang Kai-shek Xun Jian.

On the 22nd of this month, our Shanxi troops launched a full-scale counterattack against the Japanese troops facing them in the direction of Datong. The battle lasted until evening. The Japanese troops that invaded Shanxi Province were pushed back by us to the Xiwanbao area of ​​Hebei Province, and we were forced to take a defensive position.

."

"In this battle, we recovered a lot of lost ground and killed more than 50,000 Japanese troops." At this point, he thought for a moment and then dictated: "The battle was extremely fierce and the Japanese army resisted extremely tenaciously. Although our army won, it also injured more than 100,000 officers and soldiers.

We will be exhausted, our troops will be exhausted, and our ammunition and supplies will be exhausted. Please ask the national government to consider replenishing it, Chairman of the Shanxi Provincial Government Yan Xishan."

After Yan Xishan finished speaking carefully, there was silence in the headquarters. None of the civil servants and generals understood what the old man meant. It was true that the Japanese army was killed, but it was only three or four thousand people at most. The Japanese army retreated calmly, without even a single prisoner.

None of them were caught. Our army suffered more casualties than the Japanese army. Attacking, it is a natural thing, but there are not so many casualties? At most ten thousand people, the old man said this, not to destroy his own prestige, but to increase the ambition of the Japanese

?

Yan Xishan smiled proudly, "Guawa, don't you understand? Such a big battle with tens of thousands of casualties is not convincing. Besides, after this battle, our army has been severely damaged. There will be wars on other battlefields in the future."

, we are unable to provide reinforcements, we are fighting for him, Jiang. Is Shanxi also the territory of the National Government? The battle losses are naturally due to the control of Nanjing, and it is always a fact to drive the Japanese out of Shanxi, right?"

Everyone suddenly realized that they admired the old man so much that he could dominate Shanxi. He had stood firm for many years. He had his own advantages and never suffered losses. In fact, Yan Xishan had other purposes that he could not tell. Tang Qiuli stabbed his little Jiujiu.

The matter of going to Nanjing has always been a knot in my heart. To fight a big battle, I have to explain all aspects, and I, Yan, am not idle either.

It was when Jiang and Tang Qiuli were having a fight with the Japanese. In Shanghai, Jiang used his family wealth to fight with the Japanese. In the north, Tang Qiuli even used all his strength to suck the Japanese.

, fighting with the Japanese, at this time, if I don't take any action, I will be very passive.

Besides, you can fight for your own territory without suffering any loss. Like Han Fuju in Shandong, who abandoned his territory and ran away on his own, leaving the rich Shandong to Tang Qiuli, I, Yan Xishan, can't do it. He has many years of officialdom.

Ups and downs, life experience, I instinctively feel that Han Fuju will be in bad luck this time, the work is too rough, and running away is not the way to go.

(To be continued)