December 11, 1937: The battle for Nanjing was being watched by the entire world.

The German ambassador to the Nanjing government, Tao Deman, was still mediating between the two sides.

Before this battle, Germany had a very good relationship with the Nanjing government.

This good relationship had two aspects: First, both countries had something in common: they had both been glorious in the past.

This gave the leaders of the two countries a lot in common.

As a result, one brought Germany back from the ruins after World War I, returning it to a world power in just over a decade.

The other had been working for more than twenty years, and the whole country could barely be said to have recognized a common government, but in private, they were acting on their own.

The advanced led the backward, and the relationship between the two countries became so close.

The second aspect was that Chiang Kai-shek had resources in his hands and needed to exchange them for money and advanced weapons.

Germany had technology and advanced weapons but lacked resources. This complementary transaction was a win-win!

Therefore, Germany wanted to maintain this stable relationship so that its advanced weapons could be exchanged for money.

And they were not afraid of others learning their technology!

Anyway, giving the Nanjing government thirty years would not allow them to learn their technology.

Some things cannot be considered successful just by making one or two pieces.

If it cannot be industrialized, standardized, and mass-produced, it is simply bragging.

In fact, that is exactly what the Nanjing government was best at!

It was just that this time the bragging was too big, it was broken, and the Japanese devils caught it.

The Japanese devils' conditions for peace talks were becoming increasingly harsh, and even Tao Deman, as an intermediary, felt that many of the conditions were excessive.

The Japanese devils insisted on believing that they could force Chiang Kai-shek to agree to impossible things.

This was because they had no shortage of spokespersons within the Nanjing government, and these spokespersons had long wanted to remove Chiang Kai-shek.

It was just that these spokespersons could not get the approval of most people in the Nanjing government.

Now they believed their opportunity had arrived: this situation was the time for them to perform.

In the hearts of these people, when Nanjing was captured by the Japanese devils, Chiang Kai-shek's prestige would be at its lowest, and it would be time for them, the pro-Japanese faction, to step forward and perform.

The battle in Nanjing was fierce, and it was obvious that Tao Deman's mediation had failed!

The peace terms proposed by the Japanese devils were too excessive, and Chiang Kai-shek dared not agree to them under any circumstances.

It was not unacceptable for him to step down now.

However, he needed a dignified way to step down, one that would allow him to step down with the full glory of an anti-Japanese hero.

This way, he could return again in the near future.

If the conditions he signed were too traitorous, then with the identity of a traitor on his back, wanting to return to the peak would only be a fantasy.

Therefore, the hope of the Japanese devils, who had placed great hope on stopping outside Nanjing, was dashed.

Lin Fan was naturally unaware of all this, and he was still diligently demonstrating his assassination skills inside the walls of Zhonghua Gate.

He had just performed a series of fierce operations, with five consecutive rounds of mortar shells, blasting the Zuozi Tuohai squadron leader, who had been staying on the city wall, along with his soldiers, back into the arms of Amaterasu.

The next thing to do was to carry out the final sweep of these Japanese devils who were still stubbornly resisting in the city.

Seeing Regiment Commander Wan Shixiong's assassination performance, Lin Fan couldn't help but feel moved.

He picked up a Type 38 rifle, jumped off the car, stepped on the head of a Japanese devil, and instantly stomped the person's head into their stomach.

The rifle in his hand pierced into the back of another Japanese devil, the blade entering from the back and exiting from the chest.

Lin Fan's performance immediately received loud cheers from Ji Wudi, Wu Xiaobao, and the others.

Even many soldiers of the 618th Regiment cheered loudly.

Wan Shixiong also cheered and stepped forward, still in the same way, one stab and one pull.

Sergeant Ogine Daiki could clearly see the knife that the big man in front of him was stabbing, and in his eyes, the speed of the knife was not fast.

His own rifle seemed to be faster, but when he made a move, he realized he was wrong:

The two guns did not intersect, and the bayonet of the big man on the opposite side made his heart ache, and then it was withdrawn.

His own rifle did not even touch the other's gun.

Sergeant Ogine Daiki looked at Wan Shixiong in horror and fell down unconvinced.

The soldiers of the 618th Regiment also cheered loudly. The soldiers of the Special Company practiced assassination every day.

Of course, they knew how difficult such movements were.

The simpler the movement, the more difficult it was to achieve the ultimate.

Just like cooking white rice, everyone can cook white rice, but it is very difficult to make it to the extreme, so that everyone thinks it is delicious.

The soldiers of the Special Company knew that Wan Shixiong had such an assassination realm, but no one had yet practiced to this level.

They were still practicing what the company commander had taught: to use strength to suppress others and to bully others with strength.

In Lin Fan's words: Great strength creates miracles! As long as you have great strength, everything else is just clouds, just clouds!

Lin Fan also did not admit defeat and ran forward in large strides.

The National Army soldiers on the road took the initiative to give way, and the rifle in Lin Fan's hand was like a sword, its cold light flickering and uncertain.

Less than ten meters after rushing out, three Japanese devils fell behind him.

Company Commander Ega Daisuke watched as the National Army, which had been on the verge of collapse, suddenly turned the tables.

And now these defending soldiers were full of morale and no longer regarded the Empire's warriors as opponents.

Instead, they treated these warriors as beasts in the arena, letting them have fun.

The fighting in the city had been attracting the attention of the soldiers of the 543rd Regiment on the city wall.

After all, if these Japanese devils were not cleared out, the 543rd Regiment would have a knife behind them.

Now they watched as more than two thousand National Army soldiers were surrounding less than three hundred Japanese devils.

They were relieved. Originally, more than five hundred Japanese devils had rushed into the city, consisting of three companies.

Now, almost one company of Japanese devils had been killed.

What excited the soldiers watching from the city the most was that killing Japanese devils under the city now did not seem like fighting.

It was more like performing, or rather, a competition.

The morale of the Japanese devils had been completely suppressed to the lowest level, and the National Army brothers were all shouting with full energy: "Kill!"

This was the habit of the soldiers of the 618th Regiment in cooperation with the soldiers of the Special Company.

Every Japanese devil had to face several bayonets stabbing at the same time.

Many Japanese devils wanted to surrender, but the Bushido spirit in their hearts made these Japanese devils hesitate.

The soldiers of the Special Company did not give these Japanese devils the time or opportunity to make a choice.

Regarding these Japanese devils, Lin Fan had long said: Only dead Japanese devils are good Japanese devils!

Company Commander Ega Daisuke already had the awareness of gyokusai (honorable suicide).

However, before he died, he would definitely see all his soldiers die in front of him, so that there would be no prisoners in the Ega Daisuke Company.

Company Commander Ega Daisuke watched the two fierce and evil-looking men in the distance, standing cautiously and motionless.

He drew out his command sword and shouted in the direction of Lin Fan: "Kill!"

He was urging the soldiers of his company to rush up and stab the person down with a human wave tactic.

Company Commander Ega Daisuke still had to command the people of the other two companies to continue fighting. He wanted to keep his useful body and look forward to a miracle.

Such a miracle was not impossible.

Even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance, the company commander was willing to use one hundred percent of his efforts to fight for it.

Outside the city, Division Commander Tani Hisao had already seen a regiment of Japanese devils arrive on the battlefield.

Infantry Regiment 23, commanded by Regiment Commander Nishikou Ryota, was leading more than three thousand Japanese devils to charge towards the gap in front of Zhonghua Gate.

The messenger sent by the division commander had made it clear: at all costs, regardless of life! Of course, this meant that he did not need to cherish the lives of ordinary soldiers.

As long as they broke into Nanjing, no matter how many soldiers died as the first to break into Nanjing, it would be worth it.

Regiment Commander Nishikou Ryota perfectly implemented Division Commander Tani Hisao's orders.

This satisfied the division commander very much, and he gently stroked the large wolfhound.

Division Commander Tani Hisao was less than 1.5 meters tall, which was considered very petite even among his own people.

This made his fragile self-esteem very hurt, so he deliberately raised four fierce wolfhounds, which were specially used to intimidate his subordinates.

If any subordinate displeased him, he would let these four dogs teach them a lesson.

This was much more useful than other division commanders slapping people.

Regiment Commander Nishikou Ryota had of course enjoyed such treatment, so he attacked so vigorously.

Even though he saw that the firepower of the defending soldiers on this gap was a bit fierce.

This gap was a section of the city wall that had collapsed for more than fifty meters, and these collapsed city walls formed a slope, making it convenient for the attacking side to directly rush up the city wall without any tools.

On this fifty-meter-long defense line, at least three heavy machine guns were firing on the front line.

If there were only these three heavy machine guns, Regiment Commander Nishikou Ryota would be thanking God.

Behind these three heavy machine guns, in staggered positions, three more heavy machine guns were set up.

There were three layers of depth like this.

This meant that the soldiers under his command had to brave the strafing of nine heavy machine guns to charge up this slope, which was two hundred meters long and fifty meters wide.

The one currently charging was the Godaibo Rin Battalion, and the soldiers of this battalion were frantically charging upwards against a hail of bullets.

Battalion Commander Godaibo Rin was not stupid either. He ordered his battalion's machine guns, mortars, and infantry guns to bombard this gap.

The infantrymen hid in some of the low-lying areas in the middle of the collapsed city wall and charged upwards.

The two infantry battalions behind the Godaibo Rin Battalion knew their fate and were now fully pouring all their mortars and infantry guns onto this section of the city wall.

Division Commander Tani Hisao of the Sixth Division watched the attacking battle in front with satisfaction: "This is what it means to be a loving division."

Chief of Staff Shimono Ikkaku smiled and gently patted his hand: "With the division commander's teachings, they will always be so friendly."

After the Special Company and the 618th Regiment had cleared out the Japanese devils around the city gate, Wan Shixiong had time to greet Lin Fan: "Company Commander Lin! We meet again! Let's have a drink together when we have time!"

Lin Fan said with a smile: "There definitely won't be time today, maybe next time! I believe we will definitely be able to sit down and have a good drink in this Nanjing city."

There was a great deal of information in Lin Fan's words, but it was obvious that Wan Shixiong had not digested this information.

He said with a smile: "No need to wait so long, let's just do it today, I'll treat."

Wan Shixiong spoke with great righteousness.

Lin Fan pointed to the city wall with emotion and said: "The Japanese devils outside are still waiting for us! Let's go after we have defeated the Japanese devils!"

"Okay!" Wan Shixiong and the others had come over after receiving orders from the Nanjing Garrison Headquarters, which was different from Lin Fan.

Lin Fan had only come over to help temporarily at the request of Division Commander Sun, and the Special Company still had to return to Yuhuatai.

The 618th Regiment had not yet reached the city wall when they saw many shells falling in the city.

These were the shells fired by the Japanese devils to cover their attacking troops.

Rushing to the city wall through the artillery fire, Lin Fan pointed to the Japanese artillery positions distributed in four locations and ordered loudly: "Take them out!"

The Special Company had a lot of artillery and could compete with the Japanese devils.

However, there were no gunners like Lin Fan, who could suppress the Japanese artillery positions in a short time.

At this time, it was time for Lin Fan to take action.

Lin Fan rushed to the mortar position of the first squad, and a gunner immediately gave up his position.

Under Wan Shixiong's surprised gaze, Lin Fan adjusted the barrel with his left hand and threw the shell into it with his right hand.

From the first shell, Lin Fan evenly spaced a shell every ten seconds or so.

After firing several shells in a row, he changed to another gun and continued firing in this way.

After Lin Fan fired, the number of shells falling in the air decreased a lot.

The infantry guns and mortar positions of the Japanese devils who were firing at close range were blown over one after another.

At this time, Lin Fan ordered Chen Sichuan: "Everyone has it! Charge five hundred meters."

He also ordered the heavy machine guns, mortars, and infantry gunners: "Leave the Japanese devils in the distance to us!"

After the orders were issued, the officers and soldiers of the 618th and 543rd Regiments saw the soldiers of the Special Company.

They jumped out of the newly built fortifications and charged towards the charging Japanese devils along the collapsed ruins of the city wall.

The shells of the Special Company were fired at the Japanese infantry a thousand meters away.

The heavy machine guns were also like this, firing at the Japanese devils further away.

Only the gun in Lin Fan's hand was selectively firing at close range.

Lin Fan was looking at the Japanese devils within a hundred meters in front of him, and he would fire wherever there was a machine gun firing.

Machine guns were the first priority target, followed by grenade launchers, and then densely gathered infantry.

Lin Fan's hands never stopped, and Regiment Commander Wan Shixiong and the soldiers in his regiment were amazed.

The shells fired by this Company Commander Lin seemed to have eyes, and none of them exploded among their own people.

What was most amazing was that every time, it hit the point where the Japanese devils were trying to gather and resist.

Battalion Commander Godaibo Rin had just seen his soldiers suffering casualties under the strafing of the defending soldiers' machine guns, but he still had a glimmer of hope.

It was worth it to use a large number of casualties to win the final victory.

As long as there was victory, there were no casualties that could not be paid.

Especially with the artillery fire support sent by other brother battalions and even regiments, the pressure faced by the Godaibo Rin Battalion was greatly reduced.

The defending soldiers' heavy machine guns were the key targets, and several of them had been hit and stopped firing.

Just when Battalion Commander Godaibo Rin was full of hope, a black swan flew over his head.

The defending soldiers on the opposite side did not know what kind of advanced weapons they used, but they accurately destroyed all the artillery positions.

This was not a good thing.

This was a very regrettable thing for Battalion Commander Godaibo Rin.

He knew what would happen next, so he immediately issued an order: "Kill!"

And he personally jumped out of the bunker and began to rush towards the city wall.

If he did not take advantage of the fact that several of the defending soldiers' heavy machine guns were still misfiring to charge.

When all nine heavy machine guns were restored, there would basically be no possibility of rushing up.

Battalion Commander Godaibo Rin's impromptu response was praised by the Regiment Commander Nishikou Ryota, who was watching the battle from a distance.

The distance between the two sides was not far to begin with.

Now, with such a charge, even if it was an uphill attack, they would be able to rush up the city wall in less than ten seconds.

Thinking that his troops would once again rush into Nanjing, and this time there would be three thousand warriors following behind.

As long as this battalion in front rushed up the city wall, Nanjing would be captured.

Division Commander Tani Hisao of the Sixth Division further away thought the same way.

He ordered the messenger: "Let the 40th Regiment, the 6th Cavalry Regiment, the 13th Infantry Regiment, and the 47th Infantry Regiment speed up and gather at Zhonghua Gate.

The Empire needs them to rush in from here immediately."

The 6th Cavalry Regiment was the fastest to act.

After receiving the order, they quickly rushed into the position.

Even if they encountered the Special Company's artillery bombardment on the way to the charge, they did not retreat.

They ignored the casualties and continued to rush towards this city wall.

The Godaibo Rin Battalion was charging very fast, and at this moment, a team holding bright bayonets rushed out from the gap.

This team was no different from them, except for the uniforms they were wearing.

The same leather shoes, the same ammunition bags, the same rifles, the same knives!

The Special Company was originally a team equipped with all Japanese equipment, and now both sides were holding Type 38 rifles and fighting at the city gate.

Bayonet fighting!

The Godaibo Rin Battalion had never been afraid.

Division Commander Tani Hisao of the Sixth Division, who was watching the battle from a distance, had an excited expression on his face: Bayonet fighting! The Empire's warriors had never been afraid.

Regiment Commander Wan Shixiong of the 618th Regiment, seeing the soldiers of the Special Company rushing out to fight with bayonets again.

Could not help but shout: "Here it comes again!"

Immediately ordered: "Rush up! Fight the Japanese devils with bayonets!"

The Special Company was now in a commanding position, and it took much less physical strength to fight with bayonets.

The Godaibo Rin Battalion was attacking uphill, and they had already spent some physical strength on the charge.

Now, before they had even regained their breath, they encountered the Special Company soldiers who did not have any martial ethics.

These soldiers had always been people who would take your life when you were sick.

They stabbed out from a high place, stabbing the Japanese devils in the third position with the acceleration of gravity.

The 1.7-meter-long Type 38 rifle gave them very good use space.

Sergeant Yamada Yu was lucky to have not been hit in the previous heavy machine gun strafing.

Now he was the first Empire's warrior to rush to the city gate.

In front of him was the bayonet stabbed by Hua Deze.

Sergeant Yamada Yu tried his best to stab his gun out, pushing it to the left and outward.

His intention was just to push the stabbed rifle away, and then stab the bayonet into the stomach of the defending soldier in front of him.

He was standing lower, so stabbing the stomach was very suitable for his height.

Hua Deze was standing high, stabbing the Japanese devil in the chest was the most convenient. He used to be a guerrilla, and this month he had been instilled by Lin Fan every day that the ability to eat was the combat power.

Coupled with the daily physical training, his strength had increased by half compared to before.

Now was the time for great strength to create miracles. Hua Deze's gun was pushed by Yamada Yu.

The rifle still moved forward according to the fixed trajectory. Hua Deze fully blessed this rifle with strength, speed, and fierce movements.

Yamada Yu panicked all of a sudden:

He thought of the beginning, and he thought of the ending, but it was not this kind of ending.

This was not the script he wanted to open!

His hasty push was completely like an ant trying to shake a tree. He did not move this deadly gun at all.

Now Yamada Yu had no other way. He could only use his chest to block the gun that Hua Deze stabbed over.

This was completely passive. It was not Yamada Yu's initiative to want this.

It was just that in this situation, initiative and passivity had no meaning.

Hua Deze stabbed through the chest of the Japanese devil in front of him, and then quickly pulled it back.

This Japanese devil was still staring at him, not falling down.

Hua Deze kicked him away in disgust: this Japanese devil was blocking his way, and he had to stab the next Japanese devil!

At this moment, the soldiers of the Special Company found that they were behind:

The soldiers of the 618th Regiment were now holding the Zhongzheng rifles in their hands and rushing towards the Japanese devils.

These soldiers actually lined up in a row, their dense bayonets shining brightly, and they were pushing the Japanese devils down like this.

What kind of fighting was this?

Lin Fan smiled when he saw it: This Regiment Commander Wan really had a lot of ideas.

Wasn't this kind of dense battle formation used when infantry encountered cavalry?

If he were not a graduate student from the Military Command Academy, it would really be difficult to see it in this era.

After all, Lin Fan, this graduate student, was not a fake, he was a real hard-working student. He had studied the combat methods, weapons, and combat methods of various eras in ancient and modern times, both domestic and foreign.

Although he was humble and did not dare to say that he had thoroughly studied it, he at least had to say that he had seen it! The 618th Regiment's dense spear formation was really appropriate to use at this time.

Three layers of National Army soldiers, their bayonets were densely packed together.

From top to bottom, they quickly charged towards the Japanese devils.

There was the meaning of cavalry using speed to increase power.

The soldiers of the Godaibo Rin Battalion had to retreat step by step under the pressure of such a gun forest.

It was easy to fall down if you took a step back on such a slope.

Falling down meant an abyss of despair.

Wan Shixiong was happy to see the gun forest formation he had invented, driving the Japanese devils on the slope like fallen leaves.

Those Japanese devils who fell down, some smart ones rolled all the way down, away from this team of soldiers. If they were lucky and did not die from the fall, they could save their lives.

Those Japanese devils who fell down and still wanted to get up could not live anyway.

These teams of National Army soldiers in rows simply did not give them a chance to stand up.

Take advantage of his illness and take his life!

This was not an exclusive patent of the Special Company.

Lin Fan did not lead the team to charge this time. He had to operate the mortar to escort these charging infantrymen.

The soldiers of the Special Company still rushed out.

The 618th Regiment and the Special Company both rushed out.

The soldiers of the 543rd Regiment had a look of eagerness in their eyes.

Regiment Commander Che Yuzawa felt that if he did not let the soldiers rush out at this time, he would jump off the city wall.

He ordered loudly: "Brothers! Follow me!"

Follow me!

The soldiers could hear how much courage this took!

Regiment Commander Che Yuzawa was the first to rush out.

However, even if they were to charge, to rush out and fight the Japanese devils with bayonets, they could only rush to the gap first, and then launch a charge at the Japanese devils.

The soldiers of the 543rd Regiment rushed towards the gap in teams and rows.

Regiment Commander Che, who had been in the lead, was soon squeezed into the middle by the soldiers.

The Godaibo Rin Battalion was not the only battalion to come to attack.

After this battalion, there were two more battalions of Japanese devils.

Now that the Godaibo Rin Battalion was not attacking effectively, the officers and soldiers of the other two battalions had rushed up to support them.

These three battalions were originally under the command of Nishikou Ryota, the commander of the 23rd Infantry Regiment. Seeing that all the defenders had rushed out of the city wall.

This was a good opportunity. As long as they entangled these rushing soldiers, sending a team would easily allow them to enter.

Not only did he think so.

The commander of the 6th Cavalry Regiment, Nakajo Ryotaro, also thought so.

He led his 1,769 cavalrymen to launch a surprise attack on Zhonghua Gate from the very beginning.

This place did not have the conditions for a cavalry surprise attack before, but now the conditions were met:

First, the city wall collapsed, and warhorses could run directly up the city wall. Second, most of the soldiers defending the city had rushed out of the city wall, which reduced many obstacles.

Commander Nakajo Ryotaro pointed to the gap in the city wall and issued an order: "Ignore those infantry! Charge directly towards the city wall."

In his eyes, the infantry who rushed down the city wall would be wiped out by the other infantry regiments who arrived later, even if they succeeded for a while.

As long as his cavalry regiment could occupy that section of the city wall and cut off the retreat of these infantry.

Seeing that the infantry had rushed three hundred meters out of the city wall, and so many Japanese cavalry were rushing towards this gap.

According to the speed of the cavalry, they would be able to stand on the city wall in at most five minutes.

Feng Junya was a little anxious: "Company commander! What should we do? Should we ask them to come back?"

Lin Fan said with a smile: "Directional bombs, slowly blow them up for me."

The Special Company had brought back this kind of bomb from Jiangyin, and only the fifth squad had used it on the return trip.

Now there was enough stock.

Feng Junya understood: "Isn't this the best time to use them?"

Ji Wudi pouted: "We're going to have horse meat for every meal again!"

She really didn't like eating horse meat.

Lin Fan said with a smile: "Today I'll teach you how to make horse meat, and I guarantee you won't dislike horse meat too much."

Ji Wudi became interested all of a sudden and came over: "How to make it?"

Lin Fan said: "When we go back later, you find a braised meat shop, give them some money, and ask them to braise a few hundred pounds of horse meat for you. After it's flavored, bring it back and dry it, and make it into horse meat jerky.

It's delicious and won't hurt!"

Wu Xiaobao was very happy when he heard this method: "I want to do it too!"

Ji Wudi asked puzzled: "Can I use a few hundred pounds of horse meat by myself?"

Lin Fan smiled evilly: "There are more than a thousand people in the whole company? During this time, who hasn't been eating horse meat every day, and they're all tired of it.

If possible, make all the horse meat into jerky today, and give each person a pound as reserve grain."

Ji Wudi became happy: "That's good! I thought I was the only one who didn't like to eat horse meat?"

While speaking, Feng Junya had brought a dozen people and started to set up.

This gap was only fifty meters, and he had not only set up bombs that exploded towards the slope,

He also set up bombs that exploded horizontally.

Lin Fan nodded: "Let everyone come over in this direction, and the heavy machine guns also withdraw from their previous positions.

Concentrate everything in this direction."

Commander Nakajo Ryotaro had led his troops to the bottom of the slope.

His cavalry team had suffered hundreds of casualties when they had passed through the defending soldiers' fire blockade.

Now was the time to charge.

There were no soldiers standing on the slope, only corpses.

Division Commander Tani Hisao's mood today was always fluctuating.

His infantry would be fighting very well at one moment, and then be rubbed on the ground by the defending soldiers at the next moment.

The infantry had clearly touched the city wall again just now, but they were driven down again.

And they had even been driven out several hundred meters.

When he saw Commander Nakajo Ryotaro leading the cavalry regiment to charge up, he thought at first that the cavalry regiment was going to slash and kill the infantry.

As a result, Commander Nakajo Ryotaro detoured far away from the battle group where the infantry was fighting, as if he was afraid of being involved.

Looking at the direction Commander Nakajo Ryotaro was leading the cavalry, Division Commander Tani Hisao suddenly understood: "Wonderful!"

Chief of Staff Shimono Ikkaku also slapped his thigh and said: "Good! What a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain!

Use our regiment of infantry to lure all the defending soldiers out of their positions,

And then let the cavalry regiment launch a surprise attack!

Division commander, what a good plan!"

Chief of Staff Shimono Ikkaku directly attributed the quick wit of the Nakajo Ryotaro Regiment to Division Commander Tani Hisao, not too big, just right! Tani Hisao felt that his short stature suddenly became a little fluttery.

He smiled: "Although this country is backward and barbaric, their Thirty-Six Stratagems are still good.

Worth learning, um!

Worth learning!"

When Regiment Commander Hua Yuzawa and Regiment Commander Wan Shixiong were leading their respective troops to fight vigorously, they heard thunderous hoofbeats.

Only then did they look back and find that the vanguard of the Japanese cavalry brigade had rushed onto the slope and was about to enter the city wall.

Regiment Commander Hua was anxious: "Machine guns! What about so many heavy machine guns?"

Wasn't it because of the nine heavy machine guns on that gap that he dared to rush out like this?

He didn't expect that at the critical moment, none of the nine machine guns were firing.

Regiment Commander Wan was also puzzled: "How could Company Commander Lin be like this? He gave the city wall to the Japanese devils without firing a single shot!

Could it be that he has been pretending all these days?

Is he really a traitor?"

He had heard about what happened at the Jiangyin Defense Area Command later.

The two regiment commanders had their own thoughts, but now the soldiers under their command were entangled with the Japanese devils and could not get away for a while.

The soldiers of the 23rd Infantry Regiment of the Japanese devils had been suppressed and beaten by the National Army like this, and they had been chased for four or five hundred meters.

And they were still chasing them. The morale of these Japanese soldiers had fallen to the dust.

They had not collapsed only because the regiment commander was still there, and the regiment commander said that three regiments were on the way behind.

The sudden cavalry brigade also gave them great courage, but the cavalry ran past them, only bringing them a gust of wind.

The excited mood of these soldiers suddenly fell.

At this moment, they suddenly found that the cavalry had rushed onto the city wall.

The morale of the thousands of Japanese devils suddenly swelled up like a weather balloon, rising infinitely!

Morale was such a thing, when one side was strong, the other side began to weaken.

The 618th and 543rd Regiments, these two teams that usually received less of this kind of blow, were the most affected by the soldiers.

These soldiers felt that today's battlefield was not friendly to them at all.

The battlefield, which had been so good and killing so happily, suddenly changed.

Only the soldiers of the Special Company were still striding forward, shouting loudly: "Kill!"

The heavy machine guns on the city wall finally rang.

This made Regiment Commander Hua of the 543rd Regiment let go a little: at least they were still resisting.

However, he no longer had hope of holding the city wall.

If there were no Japanese cavalry on the city wall, the National Army would have won the bayonet fight here today.

After all, the bayonet fight was a fight for courage. It was either I overwhelmed you, or you overwhelmed me.

Whoever had enough courage would win.

In today's situation, where the strength of the two sides was not much different, it was 100% that whoever had higher morale would win!

Now that the morale of the Japanese devils had the support of the cavalry on the city wall, their morale had increased a lot.

On the contrary, the appearance of Japanese cavalry on their own city wall caused the morale of the National Army to drop a lot.

Between one rise and one fall, victory and defeat changed hands.

Just as Regiment Commander Hua's sadness was flowing into a river, a burst of thunderous sounds came from the city wall.

This sound was like spring thunder rolling, continuous.

It was also like summer thunder, making people feel terrified!

Regiment Commander Hua couldn't help but look towards that gap.

Not only him, but everyone was looking in that direction.

The people who were fighting with bayonets, both the enemy and us, were looking in that direction.

Only the soldiers of the Special Company were unmoved.

On the contrary, they took advantage of the time when some Japanese devils were looking at the gap in surprise and rushed up to stab them.

"You don't have martial ethics!" Private Botada Tsuyoshi said with unwillingness.

He was a recruit and was very dissatisfied with this kind of thing that did not have martial ethics. Even in the last moment of his life, he did not forget to shout it out.

Private Botada Tsuyoshi had just turned his head to see where the thunder-like roar was coming from.

He just wanted to satisfy his weak curiosity, but he didn't expect to be stolen by the soldiers of the Special Company like this!

Cats have nine lives, and curiosity can kill cats.

Not to mention that Private Botada Tsuyoshi only had one life.

Regiment Commander Hua saw a cloud of blood-red mist rising from the city wall.

Those Japanese cavalrymen who were riding on warhorses and standing high on the city wall could no longer be seen.

The battlements had already ground their bodies and their warhorses.

Only the scene on the slope could still be seen clearly: the densely packed Japanese cavalry on the slope were now all lying down.

From this distance, he could not hear the moans coming from over there.

However, Regiment Commander Hua believed that there would not be few of these sounds, nor would they be small.

Falling into the blood-red mist, the heavy machine guns that had just disappeared rang again.

These machine guns were firing at those few cavalrymen who were already unsure whether they should rush up or escape down the slope.

Ma Yuuma was riding on his warhorse, and the thunder-like sounds had surprised him and his warhorse.

Looking at the slope in front of him, which was full of the corpses of warhorses and comrades, Ma Yuuma thought of escaping.

But the warhorse would not listen to him no matter what.

It was spinning around here as if it had entered a maze and could not find its way.

The warhorse tried to neigh, and it was also looking for a way out.

Ma Yuuma's predicament did not last long. A bullet passed through his body, and he and his warhorse no longer needed to find a way out.

Watching from a distance that the Nakajo Ryotaro cavalry regiment had already rushed onto the city wall, and there were at least more than three hundred cavalrymen standing on the city wall.

The smile on the face of Division Commander Tani Hisao of the Sixth Division could no longer be concealed.

He laughed loudly and pointed to Zhonghua Gate and said: "It's finally broken!"

Cavalrymen were on the city wall, and one cavalryman could kill three or four ordinary soldiers.

Chief of Staff Shimono Ikkaku also laughed, he rarely had such a happy time.

As the chief of staff of the division commander, most of the time he needed to watch the division commander's face.

Now should be the happiest time.

At this moment, there was thunder, and they watched as that section of the city wall in Zhonghua Gate seemed to be shaking.

Commander Nakajo Ryotaro was riding on his warhorse, standing on the city wall, his heart was cold.

The heat that had just rushed up was like coming from the month of June to the winter of Hokkaido all of a sudden.

He saw that one end of this city wall was blocked by sandbags, which were