The curtain of the tent was opened, and a short, fat major officer with snow foam on his body walked in with a sharp cold wind. The temperature in the tent, which had been relatively warm, dropped a few degrees in an instant.
"Your Excellency, Wing Commander, the 3rd Brigade has assembled soldiers from three squadrons. Please give us your guidance."
The 3rd Brigade was the Japanese army that almost captured Xifengkou two days ago, but was later beheaded by Wang Changhai's troops who chopped off hundreds of heads with large blades.
Due to being demoralized by being beheaded by the Northwestern Army's machete in hand-to-hand combat, Suzuki placed the brigade in the rear of the camp to rest and never participated in the battle again.
Ryo Suzuki was quite satisfied when he saw that the captain was able to assemble the troops in just a few minutes. He even wondered if the slap lesson he had given his subordinate two days ago had finally turned him on.
"Xinxi, Horiguchi-kun, have you figured out the direction of the enemy's attack?"
The major, whose bruises on his face had not completely subsided, immediately stood up and said, "It's already clear that the Chinese army launched a night attack from Nanming and the west at the same time. There are about 4,000 people in total."
Colonel Suzuki Ryo judged the current battle situation in just a split second.
Currently on the south side is the 1st Battalion, which has been attacking for a whole day without success. Although the 2nd Battalion to the west has sent two squadrons to garrison on several highlands, its strength is still intact and can withstand the problem of the Chinese army in the west. Not big.
So he immediately made the decision to support the 1st Battalion. As long as he helped the 1st Battalion defeat the enemies in the south, the enemies in the west would attack the Japanese flanks in a roundabout way away from Xifengkou. After the friendly forces in the south were defeated, they would become A lone army deep behind enemy lines. The three brigades of my own pounced on them directly, and it became a luxury for these Chinese troops who attacked them to retreat.
It has to be said that if the battle situation develops as Suzuki Ryo envisions, his decision-making will be relatively smart, and there is also a hint of ruthlessness.
Therefore, Colonel Suzuki personally led nearly 600 people from the three squadrons of the 3rd Battalion and the guard troops of the wing headquarters, and rushed to the camp in the south in the dark night. As a result, he happened to collide head-on with dozens of soldiers led by Zhou Wen. superior.
When the battle took place, Suzuki Ryo was still laughing at the dozens of Chinese soldiers who simply did not know how to live or die. Although the troops in front were caught off guard, dozens of you just rushed into the dense formation of hundreds of brave warriors of the Japanese Empire. It was just like lighting a lantern in a manhole - looking for death, right?
However, the development of the war situation was beyond his expectation.
The first thing he didn't expect was that the psychological shadow of hundreds of officers and soldiers of the 3rd Brigade had not been completely eliminated after experiencing the Battle of Xifengkou. Perhaps after seeing so many of their companions' heads chopped off, they had The proud samurai spirit was greatly damaged. Perhaps they became less confident in their stabbing skills, and even developed a fear of hand-to-hand combat.
After they encountered the mercenary group's surprise attack, their performance was not as brave and determined as their captain had imagined.
After seeing that the opponent's attack was too ferocious, and that the comrades in front were being chopped around like wheat, and constantly letting out heart-stopping wails, these little devils who had an absolute advantage in numbers appeared like never before. Confused and hesitant.
In the dark sky at night, the cold wind blew against my face with a strong and pungent smell of blood, and the sounds of ghosts crying and wolf howling came and went, as if they would never stop. It makes people feel that the object of the battle is not a human being, but a man-eating beast.
The fear comes from the unknown, and they can't see how many enemies there are in the darkness.
As a result, these Japanese soldiers, who had been fierce and invincible since they set foot on Chinese soil, began to be afraid, timid, and wavered.
Even the squadron at the front had the guts to disperse to both sides after suffering heavy losses, completely giving up the middle to the mercenary group. This was the reason why Zhou Wen was able to drive straight in and kill the Japanese army in a short time.
The second thing that was unexpected was of course the superb martial arts, tacit teamwork, and ferocity and bravery that Zhou Wen and his dozens of warrior kings displayed far beyond the expectations of the Japanese army.
Therefore, an extremely easy hand-to-hand battle that Suzuki Ryo thought would end soon, actually did not end for a long time, and the battle situation was developing in a direction that was not conducive to his side.
In the dark night, he could not clearly see the battle situation ahead, but the howls and desperate screams that came from him told him that these were similar to the subconscious screams that caused him to lose control in fear when he encountered some monsters. It was from the loyal and brave Imperial soldiers that he had always had strong faith in.
"Baga! Are these Chinese all unkillable monsters?" the pale-faced adjutant major murmured in a low voice next to him.
But Suzuki Ryo seemed to hear the adjutant's heart beating violently, and his breathing that began to quicken due to excessive nervousness.
At this time, Ryo Suzuki, who was equally nervous and a little embarrassed due to his misjudgment, found a target to vent his anger on.
"Baga! You are a coward, a coward, and all the imperial soldiers have been disgraced by you." Ryo Suzuki scolded the adjutant while slapping him hard in the face.
But the major adjutant didn't even dare to hide. His mouth and nose were bleeding after being beaten, and his thin face instantly swelled up like blowing air. He could only say "Hey!" and bow repeatedly.
At this time, Major Yuki Horiguchi, the captain next to him, hurriedly came up to persuade him: "Sir, Colonel, this Chinese army came too suddenly. I judge that there must be a large force rushing in behind them. You can move to the rear." …”
Just before he finished speaking, he noticed that in the darkness, Japanese soldiers kept screaming and running back from the front, and several wounded soldiers who were still bleeding all over their bodies were shouting heartbreakingly: "Medical care" Soldiers... medics, come quickly!"
The livid-faced Major Yuki Horiguchi pulled out his command sword, rushed over and slashed at several fleeing soldiers, cursing to prevent the Japanese troops from retreating.
"Baga! You cowards, come back to me quickly, come back to me."
At this time, Suzuki Ryo also discovered the seriousness of the problem. Since he joined the army, when had he seen his soldiers running away in such a state of despair? It can only mean one thing. The small army of dozens of people on the opposite side is not Ordinary troops must be the elite among the elite of the Chinese army.
Therefore, he looked back at the adjutant who had been beaten into a pig's face, and was about to give him an order to lead the team to support him, but when he thought of the coward's overly nervous performance just now, he gave up the idea.
If this adjutant, who has obviously had his will taken away from him, is timid and afraid of the enemy when he goes up, it will actually ruin the matter.
