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"Excuting an order!"

"Yes!"

The deputy straightened his back with a helpless expression.

Three minutes later.

The boss stormed up to the city gate tower.

Even when not on the front lines, you can see the fatigue on the boss's body.

"Commander Yan!"

"The war isn't over yet, why are you replacing us?"

The boss said, his eyes bloodshot.

"The Eighth Route Army has already suffered enough casualties!"

Yan Laoxi shook his head and said.

To be honest, he is very pleased now, because before this, he really looked down on this group of troops who had neither equipment nor manpower.

But after this battle, he came to his senses.

These people possess an indomitable fighting spirit that no one can break.

At the same time, he also figured out why the combat power of the New Third Regiment was so outrageous before. Even if the New Third Regiment had good equipment, it was impossible for them to achieve such results.

The reality is that the new Third Regiment did it.

The reasons for this are twofold: firstly, the equipment and weaponry they possess, and secondly, their indomitable fighting spirit.

Unfortunately!

The disparity in troop strength between the two sides is too great!

Preserving the flame of the Eighth Route Army in northwestern Shanxi is the only thing we need to do now.

The Eighth Route Army was wiped out, and he, as the supreme commander of the Second World War Zone, couldn't bear it. There was another reason: he felt sorry for that kid Xie Jinyuan.

After all, Xie Jinyuan had mentioned it intentionally or unintentionally when they were leaving the country.

This can be considered a gentleman's agreement between the two.

"Commander Yan!"

"The Japanese in the Central Plains Theater have too many heavy weapons; without a fully formed artillery regiment, we simply can't hold them off!"

"Apart from the Jin-Sui Army, there is still a fighting force to be fought!"

"Let's retreat! Take advantage of this time to leave Taiyuan!" Yan Laoxi waved his hand, interrupting the boss.

"Commander Yan!"

"They all have two shoulders carrying one head!"

"Aren't we Eighth Route Army soldiers part of the combat order of the Second World War zone?"

The boss spoke with a livid expression.

He can't evacuate now.

What the hell is the difference between them and deserters?

"Military orders are as heavy as a mountain!"

"As long as Taiyuan remains unconquered, I will still be the supreme commander of the entire Second World War Zone!" Yan Laoxi suddenly turned his head and stared intently at the general.

The words the boss was about to say were choked back again.

He quickly turned around and went downstairs.

"Commander!"

"We can't hold on any longer!"

The deputy paused, his face pale, and then spoke.

They resisted, but the difference in strength was too great.

These are completely unnecessary casualties.

"Do you know why I ordered the Eighth Route Army to withdraw instead of the Jin-Sui Army?" Yan Laoxi asked calmly, seemingly having discerned his deputy's thoughts.

"Commander!"

The deputy looked at Yan Laoxi with a bitter expression.

"Because the Jin-Sui Army has already lost Taiyuan once!"

In an instant, Yan Laoxi seemed to have lost all his energy and spirit, aging ten years.

Northwest Shanxi was not part of the Jin-Sui Army's Northwest Shanxi, but Taiyuan was part of the Jin-Sui Army's Taiyuan.

If Taiyuan City were to change hands again, it would not only lose control of northwestern Shanxi, but also the morale and fighting spirit of the entire Second World War zone, and even the fighting spirit of the entire Chinese armed forces.

The Jin-Sui Army was different from the Eighth Route Army; they were born with a historical mission.

Therefore, after suffering such heavy casualties, no one would say anything when the Eighth Route Army withdrew from the battlefield.

But the Jin-Sui Army was different.

"Commander!"

The deputy spoke, his eyes bloodshot.

"Report! Commander!"

"The Japanese have amassed a large number of heavy weapons in the direction of Xiaoqing River!"

"A breach has already been made!"

Just then, the communicator's voice rang out from behind again.

"Notify me!"

"Even if it costs lives, we must plug this gap!"

"Taiyuan must be defended!"

Yan Laoxi suddenly turned his head and spoke with a gloomy expression.

"Yes, Commander!"

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The Supreme Command of the Kwantung Army.

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The headquarters was now filled with all sorts of high-ranking officers, the lowest being colonels, and many of them were major generals.

After all, within the vast Kwantung Army, there were countless legions of all sizes.

"General Umezu!"

"The Battle of Taiyuan has begun, and the Central Plains Theater Allied Forces, led by the 29th Division, are very close to Taiyuan City!"

"If nothing unexpected happens, we should be able to take Taiyuan by tomorrow at the latest!"

A colonel stood up and spoke.

"Ok!"

"What about the troops in the mountain city of China?" Umezu nodded.

The war unfolded much as he had anticipated.

His order was also to capture Taiyuan within two days, and after a brief rest, to use the southward advance of the Kwantung Army as a signal to fully launch the plan for an unlimited war.

"Reporting to General Meijin!"

"No troops have been moved from any of the three lines of defense in the mountain city!"

“Clearly, the one from the Chinese mountain city is also waiting!” the deputy said, stepping forward.

.. ........ .......

The strategic objective of the battle launched by the 29th Division was very simple.

The first step was to test Shancheng's attitude. If Shancheng recalled some of its main forces, then the preparations made on the front lines, or rather, the preparations that lasted for half a month, would be completely ineffective.

Secondly, if Shancheng does not mobilize its troops, then taking Taiyuan is a foregone conclusion. Once Taiyuan is taken, the entire empire will change from a one-way war to a two-way war.

This will serve as a strategic buffer against the endless pressure on China.

"Ok!"

"Pass down the order!"

"A full-scale southward advance into the pass!"

Yoshijiro Umezu slowly stood up and said in a deep voice.

The strategic objective has been achieved, and we can now head south.

"Hai!"