Even if I'm a useless bum at Whampoa Military Academy, I'll be invincible in the War of Re

The Japanese soldiers did not expect Zhao Yunwen to launch a surprise attack and were caught off guard. The 7th, 9th and 1st Regiments advanced in unison, advancing from east to west along the main road, while the remnants of the 5th, 2nd, 3rd and 6th Regiments guarded the flanks and held the retreat route.

With the Fourth Regiment continuing to hold the First Peak and the personnel remaining on the Second Peak, the guerrilla column had unobstructed retreat routes into the mountains, and in fact, they had already successfully broken through.

The reason for their return attack was to rescue those who had fallen behind and were trapped in the city. Zhu Dacai, who had narrowly escaped death, shook his head as he watched Zhao Yunwen and the others' retreating figures.

"A bunch of lunatics!"

Then he grinned, thinking that Zhao Yunwen seemed more reliable than Commander Yu.

The guerrilla column's counterattack brought the once quiet city back to life. The Japanese troops could only fight back passively and were driven back by the guerrilla detachment's overwhelming momentum, resulting in a surge in casualties.

With their command system paralyzed, the Japanese soldiers, unaware of what had happened, could only retreat to their flanks to temporarily avoid the enemy's advance.

Zhao Yunwen was not acting rashly; he wanted to take advantage of the Japanese soldiers' confusion to inflict a heavy blow on them, so that he wouldn't have to pursue the guerrilla detachment later.

They advanced all the way to the city center, picked up many straggling brothers, and then suddenly turned around, retreating while taking turns providing cover.

In this round of attacks, the number of those who came back to help was less than the number of casualties, but no one bothered to calculate the gains and losses. They only remembered one thing—Zhao Yunwen was willing to fight the Japanese in order to bring back his straggling brothers!

The defeated soldiers already had a low sense of belonging and no longer trusted their superiors, but after this incident, everyone recognized Zhao Yunwen's loyalty.

Because no officer would risk his life for his soldiers, Zhao Yunwen was the first, and fighting alongside him was worth it!

This guerrilla column, composed of defeated soldiers, gradually developed its own military spirit, which was Zhao Yunwen!

When the counter-attacking force returned to the starting point, everyone's passion was ignited. They all chanted Zhao Yunwen's name in unison, over and over again, tirelessly.

When the tide goes out, you see who's been swimming naked. Without Zhao Yunwen, most of them would have died in despair.

Now, they can live and fight with dignity. Zhu Dacai's gaze towards Zhao Yunwen is no longer sharp. He has decided to follow Zhao Yunwen. If he could get another can of meat, that would be even better.

He subconsciously touched the luncheon meat can he had been keeping close to his chest. The cloth wrapped around the can was cut from Liang Xiong's military uniform; it was Liang Xiong's nameplate.

"Brother, we made it out alive. One day, I'll take you home to find your mother."

Zhu Dacai's vision blurred; he wanted to live, to live and see victory.

He believed that "madman"!

"Brothers, our battle against the Japanese has only just begun. Losing Nanjing is not terrible; we will take it back sooner or later."

What's terrifying is not daring to fight, being a coward. A coward will only be trampled underfoot and killed by the Japanese, who will then point fingers and curse him as a coward.

Are you guys going to be cowards?

"no way!"

"no way!"

"no way!!!"

The voices rose in waves, and Platoon Leader Lin Yongwang raised his voice to ask:

"Commander, I'm from the Songhua River region. You can't just focus on Nanjing. Will you lead us back to the Northeast?"

Upon hearing that it was outside the Great Wall, everyone stopped their commotion and looked expectantly at Zhao Yunwen. The September 18 Incident was a painful memory for all Chinese people.

Zhao Yunwen replied firmly:

"Brothers, the answer is certain. Whether it's Nanjing or the area outside the Great Wall, as long as it's Chinese territory, we will take it back."

Our ancestral land cannot be abandoned, nor dare we abandon it. As long as there is even an inch of land left in the hands of the invaders, our fight will not stop.

Brother, I can tell you definitively that we will definitely fight our way back to the Northeast, recover our lost territories, and drive all the imperialist bandits out of China!

Lin Yongwang, overcome with emotion and with tears streaming down his face, knelt heavily facing the direction of his home, sobbing and shouting:

"Father! Mother! Sister, did you hear that? We will definitely fight back! We will take back our land, our house! Just you wait for me! I will kill all the Japanese devils and avenge you!"

Everyone burst into tears and shouted in unison:

"Fight back to the Northeast and resist to the end!"

"Fight back to Northeast China and slaughter all the Japanese devils!"

None of those present noticed a detail: Zhao Yunwen spoke of driving out all invaders and reclaiming all lost territories, which was not limited to the Japanese devils and the area outside the Great Wall.

He doesn't have that power yet, so he can only handle things vaguely. When he becomes powerful enough, those who have taken from China and benefited from China will have to give it back.

After boosting morale, Zhao Yunwen immediately ordered the abandonment of Fugui Mountain and the retreat into Zijin Mountain. He then left the Ninth Regiment and the artillery battalion to guard the First Peak, while the garrison continued to the Jurong Mountain area for rest and reorganization.

Before parting, Zhao Yunwen pulled Zhang Yi aside and gave him some instructions:

"The main force of the Central China Front Army has just finished the Battle of Nanjing. The divisions and regiments have suffered heavy losses and urgently need to be replenished. Moreover, it will take them time to occupy Nanjing. Therefore, they will not send a large army to pursue them. At most, they will send a broken division."

Similarly, we need to rest before heading north, so your task is to hold Zijin Mountain for a week. Are there any difficulties?

Zhang Yi quickly replied:

"No problem, I guarantee I'll complete the task!"

Zhao Yunwen patted him on the shoulder and said with satisfaction:

"Very good. Your Ninth Regiment has the most complete organizational structure. With artillery and supply troops, there are nearly 5,000 men. Zijin Mountain is easy to defend and difficult to attack. I have confidence in you."

"You did a good job this time. The Military Commission has given us the organization of a Class B division. I plan to reorganize the troops into two brigades and six regiments, and you will be appointed as the Major General Commander of the First Brigade. Do a good job."

Upon hearing that he had been promoted to brigade commander, Zhang Yi was naturally delighted and immediately expressed his determination:

"Thank you for your guidance, Commander. You can rest and recuperate in Jurong without worry. With the Ninth Regiment here, the Japanese won't be able to cross Zijin Mountain!"

Zhang Yi was Zhao Yunwen's most trusted lieutenant, so naturally he had to win him over. As the troops were upgraded, their morale would naturally rise accordingly, thus stabilizing the core team's morale.

Zhao Yunwen then gave some instructions and led his troops to Jurong.

The straight-line distance from Zijin Mountain to Jurong is about 35 to 40 kilometers, and the mountain road is about 50 kilometers. Zijin Mountain, Tangshan and Jurong are a continuous stretch of low mountains and hills, with ravines and dense forests interspersed, which provides excellent concealment for large troops on the march.

With the Ninth Regiment guarding Zijin Mountain, the guerrilla detachment marched at a leisurely pace. They set off at 11 a.m. and arrived at Tangshan to rest before dark, making the 15-kilometer journey less tiring.

As for the Japanese, by the time the various divisions had gathered their defeated troops, it was almost dark. Even the arrogant Tani Hisao did not consider pursuing them through the night, but instead rested and licked his wounds on the spot.

Nothing happened that night. The next day, the guerrilla column headed to Jurong, while the Japanese troops split up to occupy Nanjing, where they began their revelry. Hell was empty, and demons were on earth. The ancient city, with its thousand-year history, ushered in the most difficult few dozen days for them.

The most frustrated group was the Ninth Division. Because of their poor performance in the battle east of the city, they became the scapegoats. Prince Asaka was furious and ordered them to pursue Zhao Yunwen's remnants, demanding to see them alive or dead.

The Japanese soldiers frantically searched for Zhao Yunwen's troops and soon engaged the 9th Regiment's sentry detachment near the First Peak. The Japanese suffered over twenty casualties and retreated to report back. By dusk on the second day after the main force broke out, the 35th Infantry Regiment reached the foot of the mountain, and a fierce battle ensued.

The Ninth Regiment's strong counterattack led Colonel Fujii to mistakenly believe it was the main force of the guerrilla detachment, and he immediately called for reinforcements from Yoshizumi Ryosuke.

Yoshizumi Ryosuke was very excited to see that he had caught up with Zhao Yunwen's remaining troops, and he immediately mustered his men and charged towards the First Vanguard.

At the same time, Zhao Yunwen led the main force to the Jurong mountain area and divided the troops to rest and reorganize.

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Zhao Yunwen's plan was also to go north to participate in the Battle of Xuzhou, which suited him perfectly. He immediately took out a large amount of food and supplies from the system warehouse and put them into a cave. The next day, the cave was unexpectedly discovered by the reconnaissance battalion, and the seal was stamped with the official seal of the National Government.

Xiao Jianyun said excitedly:

"There are at least 200 million catties of grain, and a large amount of ammunition, which is probably stockpiled by the higher-ups for the peripheral war. Should we take it out?"

Zhao Yunwen said excitedly:

"The brothers are waiting for the food to restore their strength, so gather it all. Three meals a day, all they can eat!"

Xiao Jianyun excitedly accepted the order and left, while Zhao Yunwen was considering a plan to reorganize the army. The people who broke out were too mixed and chaotic, and only by reorganizing them could their combat strength be improved.

This involves a key person; we need to communicate with him first. Thinking of this, he shouted loudly:

"Deputy Chief of Staff Xie, go and invite Chief of Staff Qiu over. Tell him I'd like to invite him for drinks!"

Seeing Zhao Yunwen's eerie smile, Xie Polu knew it was a trap, and decided it was best to stay away from this.