Age of Conquest Reborn

Chapter 530: Throw it away again and again

The cold wind was fierce and the setting sun was like blood. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the Japanese military flag was raised, indicating that the Xinxiang peripheral defense line had been completely occupied. The squadrons who dared to resist have been wiped out. Those who had fought bloody battles with them had been wiped out.

The Chinese soldiers turned into lifeless corpses.

There were no cheers, nor the usual shouts of long live. Katayama Kono stood on the battlefield, looking at the corpses on the ground, including Chinese soldiers and his subordinates, who had been rushing to the front of the Japanese army in Henan. The third mixed brigade

The regiment has been crippled, the 53rd Division and the 103rd Division, at the cost of all deaths,

In exchange for more than 70% of Katayama's brigade casualties, Katayama admitted that the conquest of Anyang, Hebi, and Xinxiang was largely due to luck. If some squadrons did not give up their positions, they would be the same as these soldiers who died in the battle.

, the third brigade will definitely not be able to attack Xinxiang, and may be consumed outside Anyang.

He found it strange and incomprehensible to the Chinese. Some soldiers were like this, fighting to the death, knowing clearly that they were outnumbered and still being surrounded, but they showed decisive courage. Some armies have not yet fought,

It's really strange for Chinese people to just run away from the wind. Katayama shook his head, he didn't understand this phenomenon.

With the fall of Xinxiang, Zhengzhou lost its last line of defense. If the main force of Tang Enbo's Eighth Army had deployed defenses on the south bank of the Yellow River in Zhengzhou at this time, they could still stop the Japanese army from advancing. Unfortunately, the Eighth Army's headquarters and its commander Tang Enbo were no longer there.

Know where to go.

The bad news of the fall of Xinxiang swept through Zhengzhou like a gust of wind. The streets were filled with people fleeing. The soldiers of the Central Army were scurrying around like headless flies. Their commanders had already fled early. As the main force of Zhengzhou's defense

The three divisions of the Eighth Army were frightened by the successive tragic defeats.

They did not have the personal relationship between Wang Guangpu and others and Tang Enbo, nor did they have the bloody spirit of Liu Zhaoyu and Cao Guangtu. The three division commanders gathered together and muttered that the 53rd Division and the 130th Division were the most capable divisions.

It’s all gone, what can we do?

If the 130th Division was fighting alone in a bloody battle, they left Zhengzhou and quickly reinforced the Xinxiang defense line. Even if the 61st and 67th Divisions escaped, the Japanese army would not be able to surround the 130th Division from all sides. The shaky Xinxiang defense line would be

They would survive the most dangerous moment, but unfortunately, no, what they thought of was how to abandon the city and escape.

If you want to run, run quickly. Japanese artillery shells are faster than our legs. Before the Japanese army crossed the Yellow River and entered Zhengzhou, the troops of the three divisions just fled like this. They did not feel how embarrassed they were. There were cars in front of them and people behind them.

Zhe, with Tang Enbo's direct lineage and close disciples as examples, the old bird falls on the pig, no one can blame anyone. In the words of these division commanders later, why can they run away, but we can't run away.

It's okay to run. If you gather the troops and at least tell your subordinates where to assemble, you can be considered as fulfilling the responsibility of a division commander. No, they just hurriedly issued an order to withdraw south. To where? Who knows, the troops haven't set off yet. They

Already leading his bodyguards and driving a car full of gold and silver, he disappeared like a whirlwind.

The more than 40,000 troops in the city of Zhengzhou suddenly fell apart. The streets were full of defeated troops who took advantage of the situation. Before the Japanese army entered the city, Zhengzhou suffered a disaster. Tang Enbo had been in charge of Henan's military for more than two years. His subordinates were like this

However, he cannot escape the blame.

At around seven o'clock in the evening on December 13, the vanguard of the Japanese army entered the chaotic city of Zhengzhou. The Japanese soldiers, who originally thought there was a fierce battle, were surprised to find that apart from the crowds of people fleeing the streets, there was not a single Chinese soldier in sight.

Not a single bullet was fired.

Having learned the lessons of Hebi and Xinxiang, the Japanese army did not dare to be careless. They first sent a small group of troops to search the city. After confirming that there was no danger, the Japanese soldiers cheered enthusiastically and raised the plaster flag. Zhengzhou was like a defenseless girl falling into the hands of a vicious wolf.

at the hands of the Japanese army.

The Japanese soldiers became the masters of the city. After a series of bloody battles, the aroused ferocity completely broke out once it was confirmed that there was no resistance. The Japanese soldiers rushed into every home wantonly, with the attitude of a conqueror, and broke out as they pleased.

The animal nature in my heart, the screams of women, the wild laughter of Japanese soldiers, and the sound of murderous gunshots resounded through the streets of Zhengzhou as night fell.

The Japanese commanders stationed in Zhengzhou did not stop the soldiers' atrocities. In their view, the conquered city, as the conqueror, had the right to enjoy everything here, including women, the connivance of the officers, and even direct participation, so that

All kinds of atrocities intensified, and this important town in the Central Plains fell into unprecedented disaster.

The atrocities lasted all night, and sporadic atrocities continued at dawn. According to subsequent statistics, more than 6,000 innocent citizens in Zhengzhou were shot dead on the night of December 13 alone. Families that resisted even a little were even killed.

Families were wiped out, more than 5,000 women were raped, hundreds of houses were burned down, and an uncountable amount of property was robbed.

That night, Tang Qiuli saw the telegram sent by Yu Deshui from the Zhengzhou Intelligence Station, "Following the fall of Xinxiang, the three central military divisions defending Zhengzhou abandoned the city and fled without fighting. The whole city was in chaos. At 7 p.m.

At about that time, the Japanese army occupied Zhengzhou without encountering any resistance. After the Japanese army entered the city, they burned, killed, raped and looted wantonly, and the city was filled with gunshots."

"Looking from the hidden basement of our station, the city of Zhengzhou was in flames. Up to the time of sending the telegram, the Japanese atrocities were still continuing. Because of the danger, our station has moved underground. If there are new situations, report them at any time to the Intelligence Department.

Zhengzhou Intelligence Station, 8:30 pm on December 13th."

After De Shui finished reading the telegram, the pencil in Tang Qiuli's hand was broken with a bang. He closed his eyes in pain. He knew very well the virtues of the Japanese. They were just a bunch of two-legged beasts.

Countless historical materials have recorded the atrocities of the Japanese army's massacre of the city, Zhengzhou, Zhengzhou, he groaned in pain in his heart,

What is the next direction of the Japanese army's action? He ordered Yu Deshui to the Zhengzhou Intelligence Station to pay close attention to the direction of the Japanese army's action. That direction worried him. There was no blocking force deployed in the Wuhan direction, and the blocking force in the Shaanxi direction was weaker than the Japanese army in Xuzhou.

In this direction, only Su Jingfeng's troops had fewer troops, and Zhang Zizhong's troops were gathering.

In just sixteen hours, from Anyang to Zhengzhou, the ten divisions of the Eighth Army had more than 120,000 troops. Except for the 53rd Division and the 130th Division who resisted to the death and were completely annihilated, the rest were not defeated.

He fired a shot and fled, while Tang Enbo's remaining troops of more than 100,000 troops disappeared without a trace.

In one day, four cities were lost in a row, defeated for more than 400 miles, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers were lost. As a result, the Japanese army smashed a big hole in the central Yellow River defense line, shaking the foundation of the entire defense line. All of this was caused by Tang Enbo.

, think of this,

Tang Qiuli's teeth were almost broken. When he was conferring honors in Nanjing, he met Tang Enbo. He didn't have a deep impression of him, or even he was inconspicuous. It was this inconspicuous person who allowed himself to work hard for several years in the direction he was facing.

Risk of collapse.

Tang Qiuli fell into endless troubles in the Taihang Mountains. Xiangyue Qingsi and Zai Ren, who had already rushed back to Peiping, were troubled after the victory.

Neither of these two old foxes expected that the surprise attack on Henan would achieve unexpected results. They couldn't believe that the 230,000 Central Army troops were defeated at the first touch and were defeated by the Japanese army with less than 100,000 troops.

The imperial army fought and fled. If they had known this, why would they have to fight head-on with Tang Qiuli? No one thought that Tang Enbo's Central Army troops could not help but fight. Compared with the Central Army in the Songhu Theater, they were completely different armies.

In Peiping, in the former Chunwang Palace, a living room was transformed into a completely Japanese style. A floor table was filled with various Japanese dishes, exuding a tangy aroma, and two pots of sake were warmed by hot water.

Here, the living room is filled with the aroma of wine and food

Aroma, two artists with heavy makeup, kneeling and waiting by the door. Zai Ren, the chief of general staff of the Japanese army base camp, with a gentle smile on his face, looking at the table full of wine and food, stroking his beard frequently with satisfaction, looking through the lens, a pair of small eyes

The trickle flows around.

There were footsteps in the corridor, and the next door was pushed open. Xiangyue Qingsi walked in dusty, Zai Ren walked over slowly, Xiang Yue Qingsi stood at attention with a snap, and Zai Ren smiled and held his hand.

, an artist came over and thoughtfully wiped the dust off the commander's body, plump

Her breasts kept rubbing against him, and the strong smell of powder from Yiji, mixed with the erotic scent of a mature woman, kept getting into his nostrils, making him feel more relaxed and happy, and at the same time, he also had a primitive feeling.

impulse.

The two of them sat down respectively, and Zai Ren raised his glass: "Cheers to Commander, for being able to open up the situation in North China in one fell swoop." Xiangyue Qingji didn't dare to accept it, so he straightened up quickly and replied: "It's all because of His Highness the Prince's strategizing that we are here today.

"The victory in Henan should be due to me, Your Highness." He was very grateful to His Highness the Prince for setting up a family banquet to entertain him. Looking at North China, the only person with this honor is Xiangyue Qingsi. Erbeier has the face, and he is simply flattered.

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Zai Ren laughed, and Xiangyue Qingsi also laughed. They all knew the meaning of each other's laughter. Perhaps, they were more emotional than the joy of victory. Since the war in North China started on July 7, they have been controlled by the China devil Tang Qiuli everywhere.

After losing troops and generals, losing cities and territory, the past was too painful to look back on. Now, they finally had a chance to break the deadlock and defeat Tang Qiuli. Both old foxes felt that the victory was hard-won.

After drinking several drinks, Xiangyue Qingsi deployed his new troops and reported to Zai Ren. Xiangyue Qingsi on the Niangziguan front line received a telegram that he had successfully broken through the Anyang defense line and was attacking towards Zhengzhou.

I cried with joy. I tried my best to gamble. Unexpectedly, I really won. Long live His Majesty the Emperor. Long live the Empire of Japan.

This voice was like a wolf that had been hungry for three months, suddenly grabbing a piece of fat. The other officers in the headquarters were all frightened, thinking that the commander had rushed to the ghost, and they went crazy.

I understand Xiangyue Qingji's mood. It's not easy to live in North China.

(To be continued)