Rise From Eight Hundred

After the mortar group successfully destroyed a heavy machine gun position of the Jing'an Army, the Jing'an Army, which was lying in front of the position, finally gave in.

The three waves of so-called desperate attacks launched by Li Shoushan in succession became a joke.

However, unlike the pale-faced Li Shoushan, Takeuchi Yunshan, who had fallen into a state of madness, did not serve as a military supervisor this time, but became the boss directly regardless of the rules.

He chopped two captains with his command knife, forcing the remnants of the defeated soldiers who had retreated to the battlefield again, and personally ordered the transfer of the infantry squadron that belonged to his infantry regiment on the mountain to protect the artillery unit.

With the remnants of the Jing'an Army leading the way, a complete infantry squadron followed behind and launched another attack.

And he also issued a death order that any Jing'an Army that dared to retreat would be shot on the spot by the Japanese infantry squadron behind them as the supervisory team.

This time, it was a real fight to the death.

Wei Donglai, who suffered heavy losses, had to send two platoons of reserve troops...

The two sides fought on the battlefield for nearly an hour, and the nearly 200 Jing'an troops who were pushed in front by the Japanese army were almost all killed, and even the Japanese infantry squadron lost more than 90 people.

According to post-war statistics, the Chinese defenders also lost 80 people. Although it was less than the 1:3 loss ratio set before the Tangdao War, the two infantry companies that had just been fully replenished were completely turned into one in this battle that lasted less than a day.

The huge losses of the Jing'an Army and the Japanese Army were not in vain, and they finally approached the trenches.

With the cover of dozens of grenades thrown into the trenches or exploded at the edge of the trenches, eighty or ninety Japanese soldiers rushed into the trenches.

The close combat was only a terrible hand-to-hand fight.

There were still more than 40 Chinese officers and soldiers on the front line. Wei Donglai roared, and more than 40 infantrymen on the second line on the top of the mountain also rushed down.

There were about 90 Japanese soldiers, and the Chinese had about the same number.

According to common sense, in hand-to-hand combat, the Japanese army has never been afraid of anyone else except for the fighting nation.

Even in the Xifengkou night attack that made the whole of China excited, the 109th Brigade of the 29th Army gathered more than 2,000 people, and the Japanese army had more than 1,000 people from the 16th Mixed Brigade. The Chinese side attacked at night and still had a 2:1 ratio of troops, which resulted in a nearly 1:1 loss ratio that inspired the Chinese people.

The Japanese army did have their own unique features in bayonet fighting. The Type 38 rifle, the 1.7-meter-long bayonet and the hard-trained bayonet fighting skills, not to mention the Chinese battlefield, are also among the top in the world.

Even the 18th Group Army, which faced them in the Taihang Mountains and the Hebei Plain a few years later, suffered a lot of losses when they first encountered these Japanese veterans who were good at bayonet fighting.

Therefore, when the Japanese generals and officers at the foot of the mountain saw their own side enter the trenches, they almost celebrated.

As for the Sichuan troops on the battlefield, they were ready to die here.

However, the Japanese who rushed into the trenches suddenly found an extremely tragic thing. The trenches were too narrow. The 1.5-meter-wide trenches made it impossible for them to dodge with their 1.7-meter-long rifles, and they could only move forward.

Facing the bayonets stabbing at them, they could only chop and block, but not block horizontally. Their awesome stabbing skills could only play 50% at most.

But the Chinese were equipped with a 20-centimeter-shorter Zhongzheng rifle, which was very suitable here. It could not only block, but also chop and stab.

As long as they didn't hit the target with one stab, then it would be their turn to be unlucky.

Moreover, the Chinese had no intention of following the rules of hand-to-hand combat, especially the Chinese who rushed over from behind. After meeting, they always emptied the bullets in their Mauser pistols without caring about anything, and also smashed a one- or two-kilogram gun at them.

Bullets can kill people, and a big iron lump can also kill people. The key is that after smashing this, they still have a gun on their backs.

Of course, these are not enough to kill people, and the terrifying thing is still the fighting spirit.

After being stabbed, the Sichuan soldiers who were forced to show their Sichuan blood often chose to hold their guns tightly. The result was that they either dropped their guns or were stabbed by the Chinese soldiers following closely behind them.

Many Japanese soldiers were reluctant to drop their guns, and when they tried to pull out their guns but couldn't, they were stabbed by the Sichuan soldiers who followed closely behind.

The so-called people who are not afraid of death and invincible may be referring to the current battle situation on Hill No. 3.

It would be fine if it was just like this, at most they would die in exchange for their own lives. The Japanese army with the samurai spirit was not a coward in this regard. Even if the last infantry platoon in the tunnel behind the mountain rushed over, the number of Chinese soldiers on the position reached more than 130, and the number of troops had exceeded that of the Japanese army.

The Japanese army was only temporarily at a disadvantage.

The battlefield was filled with the sound of blades piercing flesh, the sound of bones breaking, and the screams and curses of soldiers on both sides in their native languages ​​and dialects.

No one paid attention to how tragic the battlefield was. Everyone had only one goal, to kill the enemy within their sight, even if they were about to die.

Those with guns used guns, those with knives used knives, kicking, smashing, and biting, using every possible means.

The one who finally defeated the Japanese army's fighting spirit was a killer on the battlefield.

It was also bad luck for the Japanese army. They probably never dreamed that in this small battlefield, they would actually encounter a swordsman who could rank among the top three in the entire battlefield.

Perhaps this was the first time that Cai Yongguan used his broadsword so thoroughly. It was also the first time that he showed his sword skills in front of his subordinates, instead of the brute force he had used before.

Perhaps even Cai Yongguan didn't know where the old Taoist priest who taught him sword skills came from. He only knew that he had learned sword skills from the wandering old Taoist priest for five years, and when he left, he received a gift: "The sword can kill people and save people. Kill those who can be killed in the world and save those you want to save!"

This may also be one of the reasons why Cai Yongguan chose to leave the mountain village and join the army. He needed to find the answer.

On such a battlefield, he found it.

The Japanese invaders who invaded the country were people who could be killed.

So, he killed people everywhere.

The Japanese army's bayonet skills were very strong, but in front of this Sichuan Army lieutenant who could almost be called a master of sword skills, they were like chickens and dogs. There were almost no people who could block his sword. With a slight flash of his footsteps, the sword light flashed, and the Japanese soldiers were either cut in the neck or stabbed through the heart.

He killed people quickly and cleanly, just like an experienced butcher who had killed countless pigs in a slaughterhouse.

No one could stop him.

Only the Japanese captain who tried to fight him with his command knife chopped down with his knife. Cai Yongguan blocked his thin samurai sword with his knife and broke it. Then he swung his knife and chopped off his head several meters away. This was considered a two-stroke fight.

In the short hand-to-hand combat of no more than one and a half minutes, no less than ten people died under Cai Yongguan's knife. This kind of super hand-to-hand combat power, perhaps even the Tang sword can only be behind.

At least, for the Tang sword, which is proficient in various killing skills, he is not as good as his subordinate in terms of swordsmanship.

Killing people with swordsmanship is clean and neat, but it is not enough to destroy the fighting spirit of the Japanese invaders.

When he saw the scene of one of his old brothers being ripped open by the Japanese army, his intestines were all over the ground, and he was cruelly trampled by the Japanese army, Cai Yongguan went crazy.

From then on, there was no more swordplay, only great skill without effort!

He would chop down any enemy he encountered without caring about anything. In order to kill the Japanese soldiers who jumped out of the trenches, he would often subconsciously raise his gun to block, and then chop off the gun and the person together.

Whether it was a small part of the body or the head, you had to cut it off somewhere.

The blood-spattered man would drip blood wherever he went, and even when he exhaled, it seemed to be covered with blood foam.

He was like a demon walking on the battlefield. Whenever he met the Japanese soldiers, he would not be left intact, and he would chop and kill five more in succession.

He was truly the bravest of the three armies!

And those Japanese soldiers who had half of their bodies or arms chopped off could not die for a while, and their shrill screams shook the world.

The confidence of the Japanese army, which advocated martial bravery, finally collapsed.

Those who were still alive dragged their rifles and did not even take their guns, and turned around and ran away.

In the end, no more than 20 people were able to escape alive, and a full 70 people were left on the battlefield.

Takeuchi Yunshan, with a haggard face, stayed there for more than ten minutes, and never ordered an attack again.

All his strength seemed to have completely disappeared with the destruction of his infantry squadron...

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