Age of Conquest Reborn

Chapter 524 The Fall of Anyang

The troops at the front don't care what they want. The two division commanders who are bent on making a fortune are not satisfied with this kind of thing that costs money and effort and does not benefit them at all. Those who have not lost the conscience of the Chinese people know that

Military Duty, Dispatched

The officers who arrived at the front could only order the soldiers to use local materials and reluctantly built a few fortifications. They stared at the biting cold wind and the water of the Zhang River. They even asked for a few more artillery pieces at the front, but the division commander refused. The officers were heartbroken.

The soldier's heart was broken.

On November 5th, the war broke out again in North China. The vague sound of cannons frightened Tang Enbo, the two close confidant commanders. They quickly asked the regiment commander to immediately mobilize defenses. Tang Enbo was really interesting and hurriedly sent these two

The division moved to the south bank of the Yellow River in Zhengzhou, and the war raged for a while. Just watching the bloody battles in Shanxi and Shandong, Henan was safe, and there was not even a trace of a Japanese in Anyang.

The two teachers regretted it again and were reluctant to part with the fat man in Anyang. They once again requested to be transferred to Anyang. Tang Enbo was like a mirror and knew how petty these two people were. He had no choice but to take advantage of their filial piety. Besides,

These two division commanders were very loyal to them, and it was hard to hurt their feelings. In this way, after more than ten days of fighting in North China, the two divisions were transferred back to Anyang.

After going back and forth like this, anyone with a discerning eye can see the mystery. However, Tang Enbo knows the command ability of these two money-making experts and the combat effectiveness of the army. Once a fight breaks out, these two people will definitely not be able to withstand it, and Hebi is behind Anyang.

Deploy the strength of two divisions, and deploy his trusted troops, the 61st Division, the 67th Division, and the 130th Division of the Eighth Army, which has the strongest combat effectiveness and is the most capable, on the Xinxiang defense line as a barrier to Zhengzhou.

The 130th Division, in the Eighth Army Corps, is famous for being good at fighting. The division commander Cao Guangtu has great commanding ability and an upright temperament. He graduated from Baoding Military Academy in his early years and is a typical professional soldier. The troops are also well-trained, but...

Don't recruit Tang En

Bo Deyi, if he hadn't counted on the 130th Division to fight for him at the critical moment, Cao Guangtu's position as division commander would have been taken by Tang Enbo long ago and replaced by his confidant, sandwiching the 130th Division with two trusted divisions.

, implying the intention of surveillance.

Cao Guangtu also knew in his heart that as soon as he arrived in Xinxiang, he should quickly prepare for war and build fortifications. He was an old man of the Eighth Army and knew what the army commander had put in Anyang. The only two lines of defense in front were the 53rd Army in Hebi.

The division was able to fight to the death with the Japanese army. Division Commander Liu Zhaoyu had been friends with him for many years, and he was also not as happy as Corps Commander Tang Enbo.

Cao Guangtu was busy preparing for war in Xinxiang, counting the days with fear. He judged with a soldier's intuition that the whole of North China was full of fireworks, and Henan was so peaceful, which was abnormal in itself, but the Eighth Army was making money and enjoying life.

, a leisurely scene, the regiment commander Tang Enbo did not take the orders of the theater commander Tang Qiuli seriously. If this continues, if there is a war in Henan, the situation will be worrying.

He picked up the phone and called the headquarters of the 53rd Division to share his worries with his friend Liu Zhaoyu. Liu Zhaoyu's views were consistent with his, but both of them were marginalized generals in the Eighth Army.

If the troops were not capable of fighting, they would have been expelled by legion commander Tang Enbo long ago.

After returning home, the two of them made an appointment. If the Japanese army really invaded Henan, even the last soldier left would have to fight to the death. Unfortunately, the development of the war situation really caught his eye. Zai Ren and Xiangyue Qingji chose

After Anyang took action, Cao Guangtu and Liu Zhaoyu also fulfilled their promises.

At midnight on December 13th, the Japanese special operations team Masao Oyama who sneaked into Anyang split into two groups under the cover of darkness and quietly lurked at key points at the four gates in Anyang City. After the main force of the Japanese army began to cross the river, they immediately captured it.

The city gate opened the way for the main force to invade Anyang.

Led by Xiao Shan himself, we walked along the river embankment toward Zhanghe Pier. It was supposed to be a full moon, but it was obscured by thick dark clouds, and the night became darker and duller. From a distance, we saw a

The sentry shed stood alone on the shore, with two faint fires, and the sound of high and low voices could be heard.

Xiaoshan waved his hand, and the members of the Japanese special operations team quickly leaned on the darkness beside the river embankment, like venomous snakes, peeping in front of them. The Japanese soldiers who spoke Chinese roughly understood the content of what was being said in front of them.

A soldier from the Central Army stood guard at night, bored and chatting enthusiastically.

"Brother Li, it's very cold today. Will the Zhanghe River be closed in another ten days or so?" "No, at this time in previous years, we would have seen thick ice. I don't know what will happen this year!" He replied.

Brother Li, who seems to be a local, joined the Central Army for some unknown reason.

"Oh, the company commander, platoon commander and several squad leaders are sleeping in a warm room after drinking soju, so it's really unreasonable to send us two brothers here to suffer from the cold!"

"That's right, do you have the money to honor these officials? Those who can lie on the hot kang and don't have to stand guard at night are the ones who can make money. We brothers are not so lucky!" After saying this, he let out a long voice.

's sigh.

Two Central Army soldiers standing guard were complaining, cursing the officials, and smoking cigarettes head to head. It seemed that the tiny flame could bring them a little warmth, but they didn't feel it at all. A group of Japanese soldiers,

He is staring at them fiercely, and their time in this world has entered a countdown.

Suddenly, there was a cold wind in front of their necks, and the severe pain instantly overwhelmed their consciousness. When they were dying, the last thing they saw was a sharp dagger, which they pulled out from their necks. They seemed to hear the blood rushing from their carotid arteries in their ears.

There was a faint sound, and black shadows entered the dock one after another like civet cats. The color of life disappeared from the eyes of the two Central Army soldiers.

The Japanese soldiers entered a company's central army station. Except for the two sentries at the door, there was no sentry in the huge barracks. It was pitch dark and everyone was sleeping peacefully. Waves of snoring could be heard from the room, and occasionally there were dreams.

With the murmur of words, these were their last words in this world, the Japanese soldiers coldly pulled out the daggers they carried and went into each house separately.

There were dull sounds of blades entering the body, mixed with low screams. This was the painful torture of having the quilt cover the head and then being stabbed. The strong smell of blood filled the entire barracks. Japanese soldiers held drops of blood in their hands.

When the dagger came out, everyone's body and face were covered with blood, like demons coming out of hell, but they all looked excited and boasted in Japanese in a low voice that they had killed several Chinese pigs.

A company of Central Army soldiers and more than 150 living lives were slaughtered by the Japanese army. The dock was completely under Xiaoshan's control. There were more than a hundred wooden boats of different sizes, which made Xiaoshan think it was Amaterasu.

The Great God and His Majesty the Emperor appeared, and what particularly favored him was that there were four small steamers and several barges towed.

Katayama Kono, who was waiting anxiously on the north bank of the Zhang River, was followed by a large group of military officers. Behind him, there were tens of thousands of fully armed Japanese soldiers. Tens of thousands of people gathered by the river without even making a sound, showing a sense of nervousness.

In the atmosphere, Katayama looked at the watch on his wrist from time to time. The hour hand was gradually moving towards the specified time, and the sound of ticking sounded like a heavy hammer, beating his nervous and anxious heart.

Katayama had great confidence in this raid on Xiaoshan, but there was still no sound from the other side of the river, which made his confidence a little shaken. A squadron of more than 200 soldiers passed by. How could it be so quiet? Could it be

Xiaoshan and the others fell into the trap of the Chinese army and were completely wiped out?

Katayama was impatient and almost going crazy while waiting. All his hopes were in this action. A sound of motor came from the river. Katayama perked up and walked quickly to the shore. Masao Koyama was filled with victory.

With pride, he loudly reported to Katayama: "Your Excellency, Brigade Commander, the Oyama Special Operations Team has fulfilled its mission and completed its mission!"

Katayama Kono said excitedly, "Go to the west! Xiaoshanjun, you have made the first contribution to the capture of Anyang. This classic battle example can be promoted to all dispatched troops. You have worked hard, go and rest!" Xiaoshan raised his chest.

, "Your Excellency, Brigade Commander, my subordinates are still on the other side. How can Xiaoshan slack off? I sincerely ask for your approval. Xiaoshan will follow the first batch of troops crossing the river and enter Anyang!"

This time, Katayama really appreciated this adventurous guy. This was the real warrior of the empire. He glanced at Koyama’s former captain and ordered: “Your brigade is the first batch to cross the river. You must accept Koyama’s order.

, Do you understand?" Katayama said the last sentence with a vicious tone, full of coercion. This captain had already been severely slapped and cursed by the brigade commander.

It was this stupid pig who almost buried a talented person and delayed a major event. Facts have proved that it was me who was very discerning and Masao Koyama who fulfilled his mission that led to the current favorable situation. He did not even look back and shouted the order:

"Get aboard!" Japanese soldiers boarded the ferry one by one in sequence. Soon, more than a hundred boats, large and small, were packed to the brim. The Japanese soldiers who were the first to cross the river were two fully loaded brigades.

Nearly four thousand people.

The four small steamers were loaded with eight tanks and two squadrons of artillery at Xiaoshan's suggestion. Xiaoshan's idea was that using tanks as an assault force would increase the deterrence of the imperial army and give the Chinese troops in Anyang City a better chance.

*** troops, causing greater panic. Based on what he saw in Anyang, he judged that the combat effectiveness of the Chinese defenders in Anyang was vulnerable to tanks.

Two groups of Japanese soldiers successfully landed on the south bank of the Zhang River. The sleeping Anyang City was unaware that a pack of wolves had already arrived. The battle started suddenly. A soldier from the Central Army at the front got up to relieve himself.

No

I accidentally raised my head and saw Japanese soldiers swarming towards me in the dim light of dawn. They were instantly petrified. When I realized what I was doing, I turned around and ran back without even lifting my pants, shouting in a scary voice: "It's not good.

The Japanese are coming!"

After several gunshots, his shouts stopped abruptly and he fell to the ground. When the Central Army soldiers who heard the gunshots woke up sleepily, the Japanese were already in front of them, with their cold bayonets piercing in like poisonous snakes.

Chest, with the sound of gunshots, the city of Anyang became restless, and the sound of gunshots resounded through the night sky.

This ancient city is facing an imposed war. Is it fate or destiny?

(To be continued)