Kitano Sanjuro was already coughing up blood, and his consciousness was a little blurry, but he still had an important question to ask, otherwise he would die in peace.
Duanwu pretended to be concerned and said with a kind smile: "You are seriously injured. Speak slowly and don't be anxious."
Kitano Sanjuro was very moved and tried to breathe hard, trying to catch his breath before speaking.
I just didn't expect that at this moment, Duanwu made a pop and drew his knife away. A large amount of blood spattered out along with Duanwu's double knives.
As a result, Kitano Sanjuro fell to his knees on the ground, supporting the ground with one hand, and his whole body was shaking.
A large amount of blood poured out of his body like running water.
Kitano Sanjuro's vision flickered, and the strength in his body was disappearing little by little. He reluctantly raised his left hand and pointed at the Dragon Boat Festival. He raised his head and opened his mouth, but he died without even saying a word.
But his hand was still pointing at the Dragon Boat Festival and his eyes were staring.
At this time, rather than saying that Kitano Sanjuroro died of serious injuries, it would be better to say that he was angry to death by Dragon Boat Festival.
Because it would be better to refuse him directly in Dragon Boat Festival. One second he agreed well, and the next second he just drew his sword and left.
Kitano Sanjuroro will die with his eyes open, but who cares about that in Dragon Boat Festival? Why should you little devils be happy? You have one more question, and I have several more questions. Who should I ask?
Kicking over Kitano Sanjuro's body, Duanwu shouted loudly: "Beiye Sanjuro is dead, kill him, not a single prisoner will be spared!"
"good!"
"Kill the devil!"
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When they heard the news of Kitano Sanjuro's death, the soldiers of the Northeast Army, the Independent Regiment and so on were extremely excited. But when I looked at the Japanese soldiers, they all had cold hands and feet and no longer looked as fierce as before.
The little devils have lost all morale, and it is only a matter of time before they are completely wiped out.
The Japanese were defeated this time, and they were defeated miserably. The reason is because of Kitano Sanjuro's arrogance.
He believes that no one in the Chinese army is his opponent. Those senior officers and major generals who were defeated by Dragon Boat Festival were all a bunch of losers.
Although after witnessing the scene where Dragon Boat Festival forced his way into his camp, his arrogance was somewhat restrained, and he also did enough homework to defeat his powerful enemy.
He not only summoned the navy, land and air forces to encircle Jiangyin Fortress, but also threw away the abandoned son of the 116th Regiment.
But he still failed.
Of course, after knowing that he had failed, he ordered a retreat, so that at least one regiment of soldiers could return alive.
But he didn't, he only wanted to take Duanwu's head.
But it's a pity that he failed. The seventh degree of swordsmanship that he was proud of was nothing in front of Dragon Boat Festival.
Dragon Boat Festival only relies on combat experience and the word "fast".
Once upon a time, a senior master once said: The only martial arts in the world is fast.
This sentence means that no matter how many variations of your martial arts moves you have, as long as I am faster than you, you will lose.
The Dragon Boat Festival easily won by relying on the word "quick" and the experience of facing the enemy.
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An hour later, the battle was completely over. Of the three Japanese infantry regiments: 53rd Regiment, 58th Regiment, and 116th Regiment, less than one squadron was able to escape, and the rest of the Japanese soldiers died in the battle on more than ten square kilometers of land.
Three Japanese warships were sunk and two were wounded and escaped. The Japanese garrison on the north bank was defeated. Two infantry brigades fought across the river and were killed and wounded nearly 80% of them. Less than 400 Japanese were able to escape.
But the worst thing was the First Battalion of the Japanese Air Force. None of the thirty-two fighter jets flew back. All were shot down or fell into the river because they ran out of fuel.
Brooke's plane was damaged and he flew back to Nanjing with two other fighters. The other two pilots stayed in Jiangyin Fortress with their planes forever.
In this battle, the independent regiment, the 112th Division, the garrison, the 103rd Division, etc., although they won, they also paid a very heavy price.
The 671st Regiment and the 672nd Regiment were the most tragic. The two regiments were reduced by two-thirds. Many people familiar with the Dragon Boat Festival are no longer here. Among them was Li Guoqiang, a platoon leader of the 672nd Regiment who rescued the Dragon Boat Festival ashore.
At that time, the Izumo on which Danwu was riding sank. Danwu was seriously injured and was pursued by the Japanese army. As a result, Li Guoqiang and his men arrived at this time and defeated the Japanese army under the cover of Dongshan Fort, saving Duanwu's life.
Duanwu spent ten days recovering in the field hospital of the 112th Division, and then he led his troops down the river and ran to the defense area of the 40th Division.
Therefore, many people died in this battle, including the 667th Regiment, and the 668th Regiment also suffered more than half of its casualties.
It turned out that the garrison and artillery units suffered nearly 40% casualties, and the 103rd Division also suffered heavy casualties. Although they were the last to join the battle, they used the human sea tactic when encircling and annihilating the Japanese 116th Regiment.
The Guizhou army was poorly equipped, with only twelve artillery shells per division. During this battle, more than 2,000 people were lost.
But there is no way, Dragon Boat Festival is also distressed. The independent group of several hundred people he had just gathered only had more than 200 people left.
The brother who was recuperating in the 112th Division had just returned to the army, but in the end it was a farewell.
So at this time, amid the cheers of victory, many soldiers shed tears.
They thought they were tears of joy, but they weren't. They just remembered their brothers from yesterday at this time.
The Dragon Boat Festival cannot let this sad mood spread, because today they are the winners. Dragon Boat Festival will use his roar to cheer up all the soldiers again. Fighting depends on morale. Without morale, how can you fight?
Duanwu stood on top of the tall Japanese corpses and shouted loudly: "Brothers, raise your heads.
Today, we are the winners of this war.
Although we sacrificed a lot of brothers in this battle, we also wiped out three Japanese infantry regiments, totaling more than 10,000 people. Now the corpses of these little Japanese are under our feet.
There is nothing else to say. The dead are martyrs, and there will be a martyrs cemetery in the future.
Those who are alive, I will apply for awards for you. If the central government does not allocate funds to you, even if I sell weapons, I will still get you a lot of money.
Now listen to me and take whatever you can use from the little devil. We want to live in poverty while being rich. I'll give you a set of Japanese-style equipment first! "
"Okay! Okay! Okay!..."
The soldiers raised their weapons one after another, roared in unison, and then performed their duties and stripped the equipment from the Japanese.
The commander of the 103rd Division, He Zhizhong, asked with some disbelief: "Sir, Commissioner, do I, the 103rd Division, also have a share?"
"You are responsible for all the nonsense, remember it, kid. Everything I said counts. We won this battle today, and you will all be direct descendants from now on. Go!"
"Thank you, commissioner, thank you, commissioner!"
He Zhizhong nodded and bowed, then ran away with joy.
At this time, Zhao Beishan smiled and said: "Tuan Zuo, do you really dare to say something like this, direct descendant? Just these two words are worth a lot of money."
Duanwu said: "There is no way, in order to win, in order to kill more Japanese. Everything is worth it."
"kindness!"
Zhao Beishan responded, looking at Duanwu's expressionless face, he understood that everything was helpless. If the regiment commander had not said so at that time and had not given He Zhizhong enough benefits, I am afraid that the 103rd Division would not have fought so hard and charged up against the enemy's bullets.
Zhao Beishan has dealt with the local army. These people can be trusted and hid whenever they can. It's not necessarily true if you see how cowardly the Japanese are, but if you don't do anything, it's 1989.
They are conserving their strength for fear of being used as cannon fodder by the Central Army.
Therefore, the failure of the Songhu Battle was somewhat related to this point.
"Tuanzuo, that old Fang..."
"Reporting to the group seat, Reporter Fang is in trouble. He seems to have something to tell you. Would you like to go and have a look?"
Just when Zhao Beishan was about to tell Duan Wu that the reporter was seriously injured, some soldiers came in a panic and reported to Duan Wu.
Duan Wu was startled, and then looked at Zhao Beishan. Zhao Beishan nodded, his expression very helpless.
Because he knew that Reporter Fang was not a combatant, he was extra careful and sent all his guards to Reporter Fang.
But the incident happened so suddenly that no one expected that a herald from the Japanese 58th Regiment would be present at the Japanese checkpoint! ...
