Thinking about it, Li Zongren directly ordered the combat staff beside him: "Come here, please immediately send me a telegram to the artillery unit on the front line of Yixian County in the northern section of Jinpu Road. Immediately detach an artillery regiment to attack Sun Lianzhong's 3rd Army in the south of Yixian County." The Second Group Army provides artillery fire support! We also telegraphed Sun Lianzhong’s Second Group Army headquarters to cooperate with the artillery firepower and attack Yixian County at all costs to seize the military victory in the northern section of Jinpu Road!"
"Yes! Sir!" the combat staff officer responded.
Late that night, the artillery fire on the front line of Yixian County was extremely fierce. A shell with a strong light streaked across the sky like a meteor, and then hit the top of the city of Yixian County.
These arrogant Japanese troops finally experienced heavy artillery fire again after the Battle of Taierzhuang.
"Boom~~Boom!!!"
"Boom~~Boom!!!"
"Boom~~Boom!!!"
The cannonball exploded on the masonry on the city wall, and the fragments of the cannonball were scattered everywhere with the stones propped up when the bomb exploded.
Some unlucky Japanese soldiers were directly smashed to death by these stones. However, for the Japanese soldiers with extremely high individual quality, these were just isolated phenomena. Most of them hid behind bunkers. .
The battle continues.
When the flames of war were lingering in Yixian County, Zhang Tianhai still had not yet settled down in Xuzhou City.
At this time, Zhang Tianhai was sitting in front of the table in Zheng Man's rented room, his handsome face reflected in the flickering candlelight.
Zhang Tianhai held a pen in his hand, concentrating on writing something, but he didn't know what to write.
A piece of paper was laid on the table, but the pen in Zhang Tianhai's hand still lingered.
"What do you want to write about?" Zheng Man asked with concern.
Zhang Tianhai shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I want to write something, but I don't know what to write. When dawn comes tomorrow, there will be one more day, and it will be our wedding. I want to write something. It was us Just a souvenir."
After hearing this, Zheng Man gently moved a stool next to Zhang Tianhai, then sat next to him, then took his pen, and then said with a smile: "Tell me, my Mr. Captain, if there is anything else you want to write or add, just let me write it down for you, so that you can think quickly and not interrupt your train of thought."
Zhang Tianhai smiled, took back the pen, then stretched out his hand to rub her head, and said: "As a pregnant woman, don't stay up late with me. This is not good for our children. According to medical science "If you rest well, our child will have a stronger physique, and it will be better for him when he is born in the future."
"Okay, let me go back to sleep! You should go to bed earlier too! After all, we have things to do tomorrow and we need to run around." Zheng Man warned, and then ran to bed and went to bed.
Zhang Tianhai, on the other hand, sat on a chair with a complicated expression and wrote on the paper in the simplified Chinese characters he was most familiar with and was best at: "This night is late at night in the twenty-seventh year of the Republic of China, which is what everyone calls, A.D. 1938. This day is April 12, and there are still two days before my future wife Zheng Man and I get married. Loneliness and hesitation have eroded my heart. This is the first time in my two lives that I have Never met before.
Perhaps this is what they called the phobia of marriage in my previous life; or perhaps it is my hesitation about the future.
Zhang Tianhai is just a small figure who has never appeared in history books. Maybe without my arrival, he would have died on the Songhu battlefield or the Nanjing battlefield.
Now because I am a soldier, in times of trouble, only soldiers with their heads tied to their belts can have enough to eat.
But if one day I die on the battlefield, who will take care of my wife and son?
Maybe this is the responsibility! The responsible conscience of a man who is upright and upright. "
Not knowing where to start, Zhang Tianhai actually had the idea of keeping a diary every day, but only a diary could tell him what was in his heart alone.
In this era, in this world, he is lonely. His soul does not belong to this era, but to the distant twenty-first century.
In this era, no one can understand the loneliness in his heart.
Looking at his vigorous and powerful simplified Chinese characters, Zhang Tianhai seemed to understand what he was afraid of?
It was that strong sense of responsibility that drove him to want to complete this obligation completely.
Zhang Tianhai also knew that in this war era, it was not easy to survive.
Moreover, his current understanding of the Japanese army is not like that of later generations. Only through those TV series, documentaries or imagination can he portray the brutal appearance of the Japanese army.
With the ferocity and combat effectiveness of the Japanese army, they are not at all as incompetent and stupid as those anti-war monsters showed.
On the contrary, the Japanese army's combat effectiveness was quite strong, so strong that if they had not taken advantage of the strength and location, Zhang Tianhai would have died on the Linyi battlefield long ago.
But don't forget that the Zhiyi Regiment at that time was at its most powerful, both in terms of sophistication of equipment and the quality of its soldiers.
At that time, the Japanese army, which had been fighting for a long time and became exhausted and careless, was still close to a draw or even a small loss.
Don't forget, whether it's the Linyi victory or the Taierzhuang victory, these are rare victories in the early stages of the Anti-Japanese War.
After the great victories at Taierzhuang and Linyi, the Chinese army rarely won battles. For example, the outcome of the battle of Yizao was said to be a victory, but in fact it was just a victory or defeat for each.
Well, each has its own victory or defeat, which can be understood as a tie between China and Japan in this round of confrontation.
Marriage is sacred.
In Zhang Tianhai's view, no matter what era he is in, the persistence in his heart should always exist.
After tonight, and tomorrow, Zheng Man will be his wife, Zhang Tianhai's wife, both in soul and body.
The future is still far away, and Zhang Tianhai feels that since the two of them have decided to form a happy family, he must devote himself wholeheartedly to it.
As for Shen Wei, whom he met during the Songhu battlefield, he just smiled softly: He was still too young at that time, and he made random promises to others before he had a full understanding of this era. From this perspective, He is indeed an out-and-out scumbag.
But then he thought about it. In this era, there were no mobile phones or satellite phones. He didn't even know where Shen Wei was, let alone what promise he had made to her.
This life is too long. If Zhang Tianhai is lucky, he may be able to survive the flames of the eight-year war of resistance. But if he is unlucky, he may not even be able to survive tomorrow.
Thinking about it, Zhang Tianhai smiled helplessly: Shen Wei, this beautiful girl like a lilac flower, let her be a thing of the past! As an upright man, it is time to take responsibility for his wife and his family.
Under the candlelight, looking at what he had written, Zhang Tianhai smiled and wrote a specific date at the end of the page. He also marked the day of the week today, the weather was sunny, etc. Wait, and forcibly changed it into a diary, a diary with a less standard format.
After writing all this, Zhang Tianhai gently folded the page, put it into his coat pocket, and then went to bed.
During this night, he had a very terrible nightmare——
It was a battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke. The ground and hillsides were filled with officers and soldiers of the Zhiyi Regiment wearing uniforms of the Central Army, as well as Japanese soldiers with dog-skin plaster flags hung on their gun muzzles.
The blood has soaked and dyed the Chinese land red.
Looking up, everything is a desert.
Zhang Tianhai stood blankly in the middle of the battlefield. He wanted to shout, but found that he could not speak or shout.
At this moment, the embarrassed Guo Qiliang appeared in front of him.
Zhang Tianhai wanted to ask, what was going on here, where was this place? How could he be beaten so badly?
But before he could ask, Guo Qiliang knelt down in front of him as if he had lost all his strength, wailing loudly: "Regiment leader... Lao Zhang... Our entire regiment has been wiped out. Li Chunfei , Lu Shaojie, Wang Yongcheng, Zhou Fangjie and the others... are all dead, let's stand together and fight them all... Wow ah ah..."
Looking at Guo Qiliang, who was crying in front of him, his face already full of tears, a drop of tear flowed down his cheek, which was a heartbreaking feeling.
"How could this happen? How could a regiment of more than 4,000 people be wiped out so easily? Where are our reinforcements? Where are our reinforcements!?" Zhang Tianhai shouted loudly.
In the dream, Guo Qiliang was crying helplessly with a collapsed face: "We don't have any reinforcements. They have all run away. Gui Yongqing, Long Muhan, and Huang Jie have all run away." , are all gone. Only the first regiment directly under our third theater is still holding on, but the regiment, we can no longer hold it, the troops are all gone..."
"Long Muhan...Huang Jie...Gui Yongqing..." Zhang Tianhai muttered these names to himself, and suddenly he suddenly realized: This is the bloody battlefield of Lanfeng Battle!
"What to do? What to do? The Huayuankou embankment will be dug up soon. What will happen to the tens of millions of people in Henan? What to do..." Zhang Tianhai murmured to himself, his expression full of worry and fear.
"Let's go, Tuan Zuo! Let's evacuate quickly. If we don't leave, we will die here." Guo Qiliang asked.
"What about Zheng Man? Where has she gone? I, Zhang Tianhai, have been worthy of the people of Henan. I want to save my wife, I want to save my wife..." Zhang Tianhai shouted desperately in his dream. But it didn't get any response.
"Director Zheng, she also died heroically for her country... Lao Zhang, let's retreat quickly! If we don't leave, the Japanese troops of Kenji Doihara's 14th Division will surround us... By then, we will all die. ." Guo Qiliang pulled Zhang Tianhai's sleeves and begged Zhang Tianhai, who was already stunned.
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