Chapter 166 Fury

Lin Fan followed the trail left by Fujiwara Yuzhen and tracked him out of the abandoned garden.

The bloodstains on the ground, which were initially a few drops every three steps,

had now disappeared, with no trace found for over a dozen meters.

This indicated that Fujiwara Yuzhen's injuries were not severe when he escaped,

and that he had already bandaged his wounds, with his fighting strength recovering.

Fujiwara Yuzhen had already run out of the backyard.

He was rushing towards the city wall, his position not far from the garden, about five hundred meters away.

He had considered ambushing his pursuer in the garden,

but after assessing his weapons: a Browning pistol and a command saber,

he dismissed the idea of using them against a sniper with a rifle.

Fujiwara Yuzhen thought seriously about it and rejected the plan.

For no other reason than a lack of confidence!

That sniper was like his nemesis; every time he saw him, his team was annihilated!

Fujiwara Yuzhen had now reached the corner where the north and east city walls met, and seeing no one around,

he immediately rushed forward, taking large strides and adjusting his body.

Reaching the city wall, he pushed off with his right foot, stepping onto the wall with his left, then quickly following with his right.

Fujiwara Yuzhen miraculously walked a few steps up the wall in this alternating fashion.

Having traversed several steps on the six-meter-high wall, he leaped upwards,

grabbing the edge of the wall with both hands, and with a flip, he was over.

Having scaled the wall, Fujiwara Yuzhen had no time to rest; he was alone inside Moling Pass.

Those searching for him could appear at any moment.

Fujiwara Yuzhen looked around vigilantly, finding no patrolling soldiers on the wall.

He immediately darted out, flipping over the other side of the wall and hanging outside.

The walls of Moling Pass were not smooth; they were full of gaps and crevices.

This gave Fujiwara Yuzhen a platform to fully utilize his abilities.

He gripped the crevices tightly with both hands, carefully searching for footholds with his toes,

quickly and nimbly descending the wall.

Now, he only had one final hurdle to overcome: the moat less than ten meters wide outside Moling Pass in December.

Fujiwara Yuzhen had no choice but to plunge into the water, and as he burrowed into the bushes outside Moling Pass,

Lin Fan had already reached the base of the wall.

The entire first platoon of the special forces company was following behind him.

Seeing the few footprints left on the wall, Chen Sichuan was stunned: "Is this even human?"

The legendary feat of scaling walls and walking on roofs was nothing more than this!

Someone had actually left a few footprints on the two-zhang-high wall and climbed straight up.

Not only was Chen Sichuan amazed, but all the soldiers in the first platoon who had followed were also astonished.

They could also ascend such walls without ladders,

but they used iron claws.

Now, the traces on the wall clearly showed that

the escaping Japanese soldier had simply climbed up with his bare hands.

Lin Fan saw the astonished expressions on his soldiers' faces: if he didn't put on a demonstration,

they might think that only the Japanese were capable of such feats.

He smiled and said, "This can be achieved through training.

Watch closely!

I'll give you a demonstration; you can practice this when we get back."

After saying that, he charged towards the wall, carrying his Type 38 rifle, starting from more than twenty meters away.

Chen Sichuan, Feng Junya, and the soldiers of the first platoon watched the company commander's performance.

Lin Fan began his charge, and as he reached the base of the wall, his left foot pushed off the ground, and his right foot stepped onto the wall.

Then his left foot followed, and he ran straight up the wall.

The careful soldiers noticed that the higher he ran, the smaller the company commander's steps became, and the slower his speed became.

As he approached the battlements, the company commander grabbed the edge of the wall with his left hand,

and with a single push, he was over the wall.

Lin Fan's current actions were much more difficult than Fujiwara Yuzhen's ascent.

Because when he charged up, he was also carrying a Type 38 rifle in his right hand.

Although it was only one additional item, it increased the difficulty by more than just a little.

However, considering that Fujiwara Yuzhen was already injured when he climbed the wall,

one couldn't say that he was weaker than Lin Fan in terms of escape.

Chen Sichuan and Feng Junya led the applause!

"Company Commander! Well done!"

Immediately, some soldiers began to imitate Lin Fan's actions.

Some of them didn't adjust their distance properly when they reached the wall, and couldn't step onto the wall on their first attempt, or after stepping onto the wall, they didn't have enough speed and fell after only two steps.

Lin Fan ran to the edge of the wall and could clearly see traces of someone going down the wall, and there were also wet footprints on the riverbank.

Fujiwara Yuzhen had escaped from here.

At this moment, Chen Sichuan, who had been following him, had already come up.

Lin Fan asked in surprise, "How did you get up here?"

"I came up with a rope!" Chen Sichuan said embarrassedly.

Behind him, soldiers were popping up one after another from the edge of the wall.

Chen Sichuan ran to the edge of the wall and sighed, "He got away!"

Lin Fan said, "If he got away, he got away! The battle won't change because of one person's escape."

Fujiwara Yuzhen ran for another two *li* after escaping from Moling Pass.

Only then did he stop to rest.

During his escape, he had truly used all his strength.

In the urgency of the moment, he hadn't felt anything.

But now he felt a sharp pain in his injured area.

A small amount of blood had seeped out from the bandaged wound.

He had to re-bandage the wound.

He was still thinking: Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko and his team had not yet arrived at Moling Pass.

So they must still be en route.

"I have to stop them and warn them: Moling Pass is held by the enemy!"

Thinking of this, Fujiwara Yuzhen endured the pain and fatigue.

He stood up, identified the direction, and ran towards Jurong.

He had to warn them, he had to deliver the message!

Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko and his Shanghai Expeditionary Army headquarters waited in Zhujia Village until it was broad daylight.

Only then did they set off!

He felt like he was back in the empire here; the entire village was filled with the sounds of chickens crowing and dogs barking.

All he could hear were Japanese voices, without a single discordant note.

The entire population of Zhujia Village was quietly lying in the Zhujia ancestral hall.

With no pursuers behind the Shanghai Expeditionary Army, Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko and his staff had relaxed.

Through the radio, they contacted the Central China Area Army and learned that a battalion of three hundred men

led by Lieutenant Colonel Fujiwara Yuzhen had been dispatched from Nanjing to find them.

Lieutenant Colonel Fujiwara Yuzhen's background was explained in the telegram: he was an officer who had received training in a secret German unit and graduated with excellent results.

Lieutenant Colonel Fujiwara Yuzhen was the first foreign soldier to graduate from that secret unit.

The Central China Area Army had specifically mentioned Fujiwara Yuzhen's training in order to ensure that the Shanghai Expeditionary Army headquarters would value his opinions.

Captain Yuzaki Yohei was clearly particularly interested in such an outstanding figure.

The Central China Area Army instructed them to proceed directly from Chishan to Nanjing.

The staff took out a map and calculated that the straight-line distance from Zhujia Village to Nanjing was thirty kilometers.

The straight-line distance from Zhujia Village to Moling Pass was fifteen kilometers.

Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko decided to first go to Moling Pass to receive supplies, and then enter Nanjing from Moling Pass.

This plan was reported and approved by the Central China Area Army.

The entire Shanghai Expeditionary Army headquarters resumed its march.

The clear weather and muddy roads did not affect Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko's mood.

In any case, the Shanghai Expeditionary Army under his command had already captured Nanjing.

Although there had been a slight mishap at the end, it did not affect the overall situation.

From the earlier telegram exchange with the Central China Area Army, he had learned that:

the Central China Area Army was preparing to hold a grand entry ceremony, and he would represent the royal family in entering Nanjing.

This was a great honor!

Now, Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko was completely focused on the entry ceremony.

Captain Kojiro Rikuto walked on the muddy road. Although it was a sunny day, there had been continuous rain in recent days.

The muddy road was even more difficult to traverse, slippery and with particularly sticky mud.

As the captain of an artillery company, he now had only twelve soldiers under his command.

And not a single cannon!

All the cannons had been abandoned in Jurong. After his company was bombed by the special forces company's heavy artillery, the few remaining cannons

could not be taken away during the retreat and had to be abandoned.

Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko believed that the empire's army would soon recapture Jurong.

Therefore, he forbade the destruction of those cannons, leaving them to await the return of the empire's warriors.

Although Captain Kojiro Rikuto's soldiers were struggling,

they were not burdened by cannons, nor were they carrying other weapons.

Compared to the infantry of Major Zenozono Sozenta's battalion, they were still better off.

Major Zenozono Sozenta walked on the muddy road: it was not the first time they had walked such a road.

In fact, most of the hundreds of kilometers of roads after landing at Hangzhou Bay had been like this.

But today was different.

In the past, when walking on such muddy roads, the soldiers were all energetic and full of fighting spirit.

All the soldiers knew that the empire's army was sweeping across the land, capturing cities and territories.

Every soldier's heart was filled with the desire for victory.

Today was different. They had suffered consecutive defeats. Although the soldiers did not discuss it,

they had retreated all the way from Tangshan.

Especially in Jurong, the soldiers had personally witnessed thousands of wounded soldiers and medical staff being sent to the battlefield.

Although no one asked about the fate of those sent to the front line,

everyone knew in their hearts: they were gone!

The empire's army was being defeated by the National Revolutionary Army!

The myth of invincibility had been shattered, and this was the most disheartening thing for the soldiers.

Hanano Harakuro was just an ordinary soldier in his battalion.

Three days ago, when he first heard that Nanjing had been occupied by the empire's army, he was as excited as all the other soldiers.

At that time, Hanano Harakuro, like all the other soldiers, was preparing to enter Nanjing.

But three days later, they were still struggling to march through the wilderness.

Although the officers had said that Moling Pass was only thirty *li* ahead, and from there Nanjing would be very close,

everyone could rest well at Moling Pass.

This had become the last hope for the entire team.

Lieutenant Colonel Fujiwara Yuzhen walked alone on the road, injured.

He had to stop the Shanghai Expeditionary Army headquarters; he absolutely could not allow this team to go to Moling Pass.

If they were to end up like him! Fujiwara Yuzhen didn't dare to think about it.

He struggled to move through the mountains and fields.

But one person's strength was ultimately limited, even for Fujiwara Yuzhen, who had undergone special training.

He didn't even know if the road he was currently on was the right one.

There was only one general direction from Jurong to Moling Pass, but no single direct road.

This meant that there were countless roads that could lead from Jurong to Moling Pass.

To choose the correct road from these countless possibilities,

Fujiwara Yuzhen had run for twenty kilometers without seeing any signs of a team passing by.

Clearly, he was on the wrong road.

Now he couldn't continue forward. Fujiwara Yuzhen stopped.

Thinking: at this point, he understood that he had missed them.

He had missed the reunion with the Shanghai Expeditionary Army headquarters.

What should I do? Fujiwara Yuzhen asked himself.

There was only one answer: turn back!

Stay outside Moling Pass and wait for them!

Fujiwara Yuzhen now regretted: after escaping from Moling Pass, he shouldn't have run so far.

He should have waited outside Moling Pass; no matter what, as long as the Shanghai Expeditionary Army headquarters didn't enter Moling Pass,

even if they clashed with the National Revolutionary Army inside Moling Pass, it would be better than falling into an ambush in the city.

"I was too greedy! Wanting to keep the entire team unharmed."

"In fact, as long as Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko is safe, nothing else matters."

Understanding this, Lieutenant Colonel Fujiwara Yuzhen began to turn back.

Although he had undergone special training, Fujiwara Yuzhen was not a machine after all.

Running twenty kilometers with an injury had exhausted his stamina.

His steps were no longer as agile as before.

But Fujiwara Yuzhen persevered.

Major Zenozono Sozenta led the team, opening the way. The straight-line distance was fifteen kilometers, but the actual distance was at least twenty kilometers.

The muddy road made the march even more difficult.

No matter how difficult, they finally saw Moling Pass around one o'clock.

As Major Zenozono Sozenta looked at Moling Pass,

Moling Pass was also looking at him!

On the south wall of Moling Pass, Regiment Commander Ding received the news from the observation post and immediately called Lin Fan, who was still in the north of the city.

The second platoon of the special forces company was assisting in the defense of the south of the city.

Liu Laopao watched the distant Japanese army approaching step by step.

He said to Ji Guohan beside him, "Guohan! You handle the Japanese later."

Ji Guohan was wearing a second lieutenant's uniform, a complete set of authentic second lieutenant equipment from head to toe.

He was pretending to be Captain Saiga Shinichi, who was guarding the south of the city.

There were not many people in the special forces company who could speak Japanese; only the three Ji siblings and Lin Fan.

Since the three siblings joined the special forces company, Lin Fan had asked them to teach the soldiers to speak Japanese.

But learning a language was not that easy.

So far, all the soldiers in the company could only say: "Hai! Baga!"

This was obviously useless.

Although he had only joined the special forces company for less than two months, Ji Guohan was no longer the naive teenager he once was.

Running around with the special forces company every day, training every day, and with no shortage of food, Ji Guohan had grown a lot.

The city gate was closed! There were a dozen soldiers patrolling the city walls!

Especially reassuring was the Rising Sun flag flying above the city!

Major Zenozono Sozenta looked at everything on Moling Pass and felt so familiar!

He had already sent someone to report this news to the commander.

After Lin Fan received the news that a large Japanese force had appeared on the south side of Moling Pass,

he immediately took Chen Sichuan and his team of soldiers and drove to the south of the city.

At the same time, he ordered Feng Junya: "Return to the heavy artillery position and be ready to bomb the Japanese at any time!"

Feng Junya had built the artillery position last night with five heavy cannons and two anti-aircraft guns.

The test shots in four directions and the design parameters of the preset battlefield had also been tested in the morning.

Now, hearing that the Japanese were coming from the south,

he immediately rode his horse back to his position.

In order to facilitate command, Lin Fan had specially installed five field telephones in Moling City.

The purpose was to provide the heavy artillery position with news and get their fire support.

As Major Zenozono Sozenta approached the south of Moling Pass, Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko also saw Moling Pass.

He pointed his horsewhip at Moling Pass from afar: "Gentlemen! Enter Moling Pass, rest well for two days, and recharge your batteries for the empire's entry ceremony!"

In order to encourage the soldiers, he had already instructed his staff to convey to all the soldiers the news of the entry ceremony that the empire was about to hold before the whole world.

And along with that message was the information that all the soldiers who had fought with him would participate in the entry ceremony.

This news did indeed boost the morale of the soldiers in the entire team.

Especially those soldiers in Major Zenozono Sozenta's battalion, who had not had many opportunities to attend such grand occasions.

Now they had finally taken the first step: they would soon be able to enter Moling Pass.

As Major Zenozono Sozenta led the team to the city, the city gate did not open automatically.

This made him feel somewhat unhappy. Standing under the city, he shouted loudly:

"The Shanghai Expeditionary Army headquarters, Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko, is personally inspecting Moling Pass.

Why don't you open the gate quickly?"

The soldiers on the city walls did not show the tension and panic that Major Zenozono Sozenta had imagined.

Instead, a young officer poked his head out:

"I am Captain Saiga Shinichi of the 114th Division stationed at Moling Pass,

responsible for guarding the south gate of Moling Pass. Does Your Excellency have credentials to prove your identity?"

Major Zenozono Sozenta was furious: "Does Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko need any credentials?

The commander's name is proof!"

The soldiers and officers on the city walls did not move.

On the contrary, dozens of gun barrels were extended, clearly on guard.

There was no way!

Major Zenozono Sozenta had no choice but to send someone to report the new situation to Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko.

This issue infuriated Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko: "Idiot! Display my flag!"

When the Shanghai Expeditionary Army headquarters was fleeing, they had not displayed any flags in order not to attract attention.

They walked quietly, and no one carried flags.

In Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko's view, this was the reason why they had not been recognized by the soldiers on Moling Pass.

Captain Yuzaki Yohei immediately raised his personal flag and the flag of the Shanghai Expeditionary Army.

Seeing these two flags raised, Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko said:

"This is a dutiful imperial soldier. I will reward him handsomely."

On the city wall, Ji Wudi saw two flags being raised in the Japanese army's ranks, but he didn't know what they meant.

But he understood that these should be the things that could prove the identity of this Japanese team.

At this moment, Lin Fan finally arrived with the first platoon.

Lin Fan looked at the flags in the distance and ordered: "Get ready! Open the city gate."

There were quite a few Japanese soldiers coming this time. The first and second platoons of the special forces company, as well as three companies of the Ding Zimin Regiment, had been arranged to come.

Regiment Commander Ding looked at the Japanese army outside the city and said hesitantly, "Company Commander Lin, there are at least a thousand Japanese soldiers.

Why don't we just attack them and not open the city gate?

What if they really rush into the city?"

The special forces company and his regiment combined were less than two thousand men.

There were more of them than the Japanese soldiers, but Regiment Commander Ding knew that his soldiers could not fight the Japanese soldiers and could not achieve a one-to-one ratio.

Lin Fan smiled and comforted him, "We have the advantage of surprise! There are a few more Japanese soldiers.

But there is no need to be afraid!

Open the gate!"

Liu Laopao's first squad of the second platoon was on the city wall, and they had already prepared their infantry artillery.

It was just that their infantry artillery was still hidden behind the battlements.

Waiting to be pushed out when the fighting started.

Mortars, heavy machine guns, and light machine guns were all prepared.

In any case, the disguise had to be as realistic as possible. Although there were many soldiers from the special forces company and the 83rd Army here in the south of the city,

the number exposed was within a reasonable range!

Lin Fan still wanted to let the Japanese soldiers into the city and close the gate to beat the dog. This was the safest way.

After all, people like the escaped Fujiwara Yuzhen were only a very small minority.

The city gate of Moling Pass slowly opened under the attention of all the Japanese soldiers.

At this time, Lieutenant Colonel Fujiwara Yuzhen was running in a panic on the muddy roads of Jiangnan.

He didn't know if he was still in time to save the fate of the Shanghai Expeditionary Army headquarters.

He only knew that he had to be faster, faster!

He had to stop Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko before he entered the city.

This time, the soldiers opening the city gate were still from Chen Sichuan's team.

It was just that they didn't stay outside the city to enjoy the scenery after opening the city gate, as they had done in the north of the city.

After opening the city gate, these soldiers immediately ran back and lined up in the city.

As if they were welcoming Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko and his team.

Major Zenozono Sozenta still had some objections to this situation.

The officers and soldiers guarding the city didn't even come out to welcome them!

This was too outrageous.

If this had happened before, he would have immediately lost his temper and taught these soldiers a good lesson.

But now, with the commander constantly retreating, Major Zenozono Sozenta's spirit had also been lowered a lot.

He no longer cared about these details!

He led the team into Moling City!

In the distance, Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko watched his soldiers entering the city in an orderly manner.

A smile appeared on his face!

At this moment, Lieutenant Colonel Fujiwara Yuzhen, who had finally seen these Japanese soldiers outside Moling City, was shocked to discover:

A team of Japanese soldiers was entering the city!

Wasn't that general riding on a tall horse his great uncle?

Although this relative was a bit distant, Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko was his great uncle!

Fujiwara Yuzhen began to shout, "Don't enter the city! The city is the National Revolutionary Army!

Moling City is held by the National Revolutionary Army!"

But the distance was too far, and his shouts were carried by the air to the edge of the city.

It had become a meaningless moan!

"What is that man saying?" Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko asked.

He was riding on a war horse, high above, and could see further.

He could only hear shouts, but he couldn't hear clearly what was being shouted.

Captain Yuzaki Yohei watched Lieutenant Colonel Fujiwara Yuzhen running and shouting, and listened carefully for a while:

"Commander! I can't hear clearly. Judging from his appearance, he looks like an imperial soldier. Perhaps he wants to join us in entering the city!"

"Then don't pay attention to him! Enter the city!" Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko ordered.

In the distance, Fujiwara Yuzhen saw that the team that had just stopped was now moving towards the city again.

He was now at least five hundred meters away from the Japanese army.

By the time he ran there, even if Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko had not yet entered the city,

he would already be in the tiger's mouth. Too close to the city gate, he would definitely be killed.

What to do?

Fujiwara Yuzhen instantly thought of a way.

He drew his pistol and fired towards the Japanese army.

"Bang!"

Under the peaceful Moling Pass, his gunshot was like a flare.

Lin Fan ordered: "Bombard them!"

The soldiers on the city wall had also noticed the Japanese soldier running over quickly.

But the distance was too far, and they didn't know what he wanted to do.

Hearing the gunshot, they finally understood: he was warning them!

How could they wait any longer?

Liu Laopao ordered: "Fire!"

The hidden cannons, heavy machine guns, and light machine guns were immediately pushed out.

The city wall was instantly filled with many dark gun muzzles.

These gun muzzles, which had just been exposed on the edge of the city wall, immediately spat out a rain of bullets, shooting at the Japanese army in the distance.

This was a tradition of the special forces company: first delineate a location.

The Japanese soldiers circled inside could not be allowed to escape.

Regiment Commander Ding Ziming also issued an order: "Fire!"

On the city wall, his soldiers poked their heads out and aimed at the nearby Japanese soldiers and fired.

Major Zenozono Sozenta, who had just walked into the city gate, didn't know anything, didn't understand anything.

He saw many soldiers pouring out from three directions in the city.

At a rough glance, there were at least five hundred people.

These soldiers looked fierce and menacing, not like they were coming to welcome them.

Before Major Zenozono Sozenta could react, he heard a series of loud explosions.

Less than ten meters in front of him, a ball of fire rose.

The heat wave and the rain of bullets arrived almost simultaneously.

Then he lost consciousness.

The directional mines laid by the special forces company had detonated.

Lin Fan ordered: "Charge!"

The soldiers under Chen Sichuan pushed the soil-armored vehicles and ran quickly.

These soldiers had been trained to maintain heavy machine gun fire while charging.

Those soldiers carrying light machine guns were also doing the same: using the light machine guns as submachine guns.

Company Commander Neng Wendong, Company Commander Su Jiazhen, and Company Commander Geng Xingwen, these three companies were cooperating with the special forces company in the city.

The three company commanders watched the firepower maintained by the special forces company's soldiers when they charged.

This was fiercer than the firepower of their three companies combined.

The explosion had caused heavy casualties to the Japanese soldiers inside and outside the city gate. Most of the nearby Japanese soldiers were lying on the ground groaning and struggling.

The well-prepared special forces company rushed up, shouting continuously!

Liu Laopao was holding the telephone, standing on the city tower, watching the Japanese army that had not yet entered the city.

He shouted into the microphone: "Area six south of the city! Area six south of the city!"

In order to facilitate fire support from the heavy artillery squad, Feng Junya had taken Lin Fan's suggestion and divided each city gate into fifteen squares.

Numbered from one to fifteen, the location of the Japanese soldiers was reported directly by number.

The heavy artillery would then make corresponding adjustments to the prepared firing parameters and bombard them.

Fujiwara Yuzhen's pistol only fired three shots!

It immediately attracted Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko's attention!

He reined in his war horse: "Wait a minute! Is he warning me?"

Captain Yuzaki Yohei quickly stood still and ordered: "Be vigilant!

Commander! Please dismount!

Beware of assassins!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a fierce explosion came from Moling City.

Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko's war horse was startled and suddenly reared up, wanting to neigh, expressing that it had been frightened.

The unprepared Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko was thrown off his horse.

The war horse immediately darted out.

Captain Yuzaki Yohei did not have time to see what had happened to Moling City.

He quickly stepped forward and helped Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko up.

Fortunately, Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko did not suffer any problems this time.

You should know that when he was young, Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko had been thrown off a horse once.

That fall left him with a lifelong disability, and his right foot was always a little inconvenient when walking.

Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko and his guards, who had stood up again, then saw: a mushroom cloud rising from the city gate.

The place on the city wall that had only had a dozen guns just now, now had hundreds of guns.

But the artillery muzzles were in the dozens.

All the guns and artillery were firing.

What else was there to think about at this time?

"Run!"

Captain Yuzaki Yohei shouted: "Retreat! Protect the commander's retreat!"

He and a dozen guards protected Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko and quickly ran back.

The direction they were retreating in was the direction of the soldier who had just fired a warning shot.

After Fujiwara Yuzhen fired his gun, he also heard the loud explosion.

Then he saw the smoke rising from the south gate of Moling City.

And the fierce rain of bullets.

Liu Laopao was directing the infantry artillery on the city wall: "Fire! Fire at the Japanese soldier riding the white horse!"

The infantry artillery, mortars, and heavy machine guns on the city wall could all hit the position of the Japanese soldier riding the white horse.

Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko immediately became the target of everyone's attention.

But he had been thrown off his war horse and was no longer as eye-catching as he had been just now.

Captain Yuzaki Yohei was protecting him and fleeing quickly!

Just at this moment, he heard a sharp whistling sound: this was not the sound that infantry artillery shells could make.

Captain Yuzaki Yohei's expression changed drastically: "Human shields! Human shields!"

Of the five hundred-man escort team under his command, only dozens of Japanese soldiers could still hear the command.

But these Japanese soldiers did not hesitate at all. People immediately fell to the muddy ground, building a two-layer human shield.

Captain Yuzaki Yohei pushed Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko onto the human shield, and then he threw himself on top of them.

Immediately afterward, the front, back, left, and right sides of Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko were covered with Japanese soldiers' bodies.

This was very similar to the way ant colonies cross rivers or fire seas.

They huddled together!

Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko, who was in the middle of the human shield, did not have a good time. He was squeezed in the middle, and his breathing was not so smooth.

Especially with several layers of Japanese soldiers pressing down on him.

Even through so many human shields, Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko felt the ground trembling, and the huge sound of the artillery shells exploding in the air was deafening.

The waves of tremors were like sailing on the ocean, making Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko dizzy!

After an unknown amount of time, when Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko finally saw the light of day again,

he was being carried on someone's back and running quickly.

It was not comfortable for an adult to be carried on someone's back.

Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko could finally hear that the sounds of gunfire were a little far away from him.

He struggled to pat the shoulder of the Japanese soldier who was running quickly: "Put me down!"

The soldier only cared about running with his head down and ignored him.

"I order you! Put me down!" Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko's voice became stern.

At this time, the Japanese soldier, who only knew how to escape with his head down, put him down.

Fujiwara Yuzhen looked at Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko: "Your Excellency! The pursuers will be here soon.

We must leave quickly!"

"Where is my captain of the guards?" Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko looked around and saw that there was only himself and this person.

This was the person who had warned him from afar just now.

"Captain Yuzaki Yohei is leading the entire guard team to block the pursuers!"

At this time, Captain Yuzaki Yohei was organizing the few remaining Japanese soldiers under his command to intercept the soldiers rushing out of Moling City.

The heavy artillery strikes they had suffered had actually stopped in less than ten minutes.

The five artillery pieces that Feng Junya had brought had each only fired four shells.

On the city wall, Regiment Commander Ding Ziming looked at the area that the heavy artillery had ravaged, which was filled with smoke and dust, and he could not see clearly for the time being.

But those lucky Japanese soldiers who were close to the shells had their bodies blown up into the air by the shells.

Those that flew far could fly more than twenty meters. This power was enough to shock the soldiers of his regiment.

Captain Yuzaki Yohei only got up after there were no more artillery shells exploding.

The Japanese soldiers on the bottom two layers of their human shield had not stood up.

But the Japanese soldiers on the surface were lucky enough not to have been hit by shrapnel and had survived, though only twenty or so of them.

Captain Yuzaki Yohei immediately helped Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko up from the human shield.

At this time, Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko seemed to have fainted.

Captain Yuzaki Yohei ordered the guards around him: "Gather everyone and retreat quickly!"

At this time, the soldiers who had rushed out of the city were less than two hundred meters away from them.

The person who had fired the warning shot in the distance had already rushed to the front.

"I am Lieutenant Colonel Fujiwara Yuzhen! I am entrusted by Commander Matsui Iwane of the Central China Area Army to come and meet Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko of the Shanghai Expeditionary Army."

When this person saw Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko, he immediately introduced himself.

Captain Yuzaki Yohei knew the name Lieutenant Colonel Fujiwara Yuzhen: he was leading a team of three hundred men to meet them!

"Where is your team?" Captain Yuzaki Yohei asked directly.

"Like you, when they entered Moling City, they were ambushed by this cunning National Revolutionary Army.

I was the only one who escaped!" Although he was unwilling to admit it, Fujiwara Yuzhen had to tell the truth.

Captain Yuzaki Yohei was speechless for a moment.

"I will take Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko away immediately. You lead the guards to cover our retreat.

Then catch up quickly. We will go to Fangshan directly from here and then return to Nanjing."

Fujiwara Yuzhen ordered.

He had already suffered several setbacks, and setbacks make people grow.

Fujiwara Yuzhen had long accepted reality and was not in a state of being attacked and unable to make the most correct decisions, unlike Captain Yuzaki Yohei, who was still in a state of being attacked.

Hearing this suddenly running Lieutenant Colonel Fujiwara arrange,

Captain Yuzaki Yohei immediately accepted: "You take the commander first."

He carefully placed the fainted Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko on Fujiwara Yuzhen's back.

Whether Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko was dead or alive, he had to be sent back to Nanjing City.

Even if it was a corpse, he had to send it back.

Otherwise, if an imperial prince was killed on the battlefield, the entire empire would lose face.

Fujiwara Yuzhen, of course, knew this, so he did not even try to see if Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko was dead or alive.

He put him on his back and started running!

After all, he was an excellent special forces soldier who had undergone devilish training. Today, he had run back and forth for at least fifty kilometers.

Now he could still carry Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko and continue to escape.

Behind him, Captain Yuzaki Yohei was organizing the Japanese soldiers under his command