Anti-Japanese War: Li Yunlong dared to attack Taiyuan

Li Tiejun walked over from a distance and glared at Zhong Ming Daxiang: "Commander."

"Bring me some of my medals."

"Yes!"

Seeing the look in Li Yunlong's eyes, Li Tiejun immediately understood what Li Yunlong meant. He trotted back to the temporary command post and took out some of the medals produced by the Black Cloud Mountain Arsenal. There were some duplicates of some ordinary medals of the Blue Sky and White Sun, but he took a fourth-level Yunhui Medal and two Baoding Medals.

"Have you seen enough of this?"

Looking at the various medals handed over by Li Yunlong, Zhongming Daxiang smiled instantly and said, "That's enough, that's enough. These medals are enough for me to complete my mission."

"How about the previous prices? Blue Sky, White Sun, and these other miscellaneous medals are five hundred dollars each, Treasure Tripod is one thousand, and Cloud Banner Medal is two thousand?"

Ming Daxiang originally wanted to object to this price, but after thinking about it, he agreed to Li Yunlong's price. The price of the Yunhui Medal was about the same as he thought, except that the miscellaneous medals such as Baoding and Blue Sky and White Sun were a little more expensive.

However, Li Yunlong's words just now made the story he made up more perfect, so he didn't plan to bargain. These medals would be exchanged for military merits in the future, so he would not lose out.

"General Li Yunlong, could you give us some badges and other emblems? Of course, I'm willing to pay for them."

"No problem, these little things are just gifts."

Zhongming Daxiang was very satisfied with this transaction. The remains of 15,000 imperial warriors brought Zhongming Daxiang an income of nearly 200,000 oceans.

"General Li Yunlong, is there anything else you need?"

After counting the bodies, Zhongming Daxiang asked again before giving the money.

"I almost forgot. We didn't count the bodies of the 61st Regiment. There are 1,562 intact bodies. Do you need to send someone to confirm?"

Hearing this, Zhong Ming Daxiang was stunned for a moment. Although the 4th Division often recovered the bodies of friendly forces, this was the first time that it had recovered the bodies of its own regiment.

"I believe in General Li Yunlong, but the money I carry this time may not be enough..."

"Let's exchange the remaining money for food. I want to purchase food worth one million dollars. Can your Fourth Division eat it all?"

At current prices, one dollar can buy about 40 kilograms of rice, and one million dollars can buy 40 million kilograms, or about 20,000 tons of grain.

"A million dollars' worth of food?"

Zhong Ming Daxiang widened his eyes, and then his brain began to calculate rapidly, while also calculating how much profit this transaction could bring to the Fourth Division.

"General Li Yunlong, I can't give you an answer at the moment. I need to contact the country after I return to confirm whether there is enough food."

Reselling supplies was actually just a new business that the 4th Division opened up when it arrived at the domestic battlefield.

Smuggling is their main business. When they are stationed in their home country, they smuggle foreign goods to sell in their home country. When they are stationed in other areas, they smuggle foreign goods to sell in their home country.

The one who actually supported their smuggling was none other than the Osaka Chamber of Commerce, a group of Japanese businessmen in the Osaka area. They were considered a major supplier of supplies to the Japanese army.

This is also the reason why the Osaka Division has always existed and has never been split up, even though it has been criticized by the Japanese army. With the support of a backer, the Osaka Chamber of Commerce uses the Osaka Division for smuggling, and then uses the money earned from smuggling to feed back to the Japanese headquarters, forming an industrial chain. That is why some people turn a blind eye to the problems of the Osaka Division.

Otherwise, why, by 1945, other divisions had gone to various small islands to fill in the lines and die in battle, while the Osaka Division was still leisurely basking in the sun in Tyrande and auctioning off locusts?

"I'll need some time to raise money, so it doesn't matter if it's less than a million dollars worth of food. The more the better!"

Zhong Ming Daxiang thought for a moment, gritted his teeth and bowed, saying, "Please General Li Yunlong wait a little longer. I will definitely give General Li Yunlong a satisfactory answer. However, with so much food to be shipped in, the price is a bit high."

"Price is not an issue. As long as it can be delivered, the price is negotiable."

"Ha Yi, that shouldn't be a problem!" Zhong Ming Daxiang's brain started to work rapidly. The freight from the mainland was too expensive and the profit was too low, but if it was purchased from the National Army, it should be easier to transport it to General Li Yunlong.

In fact, it was not that Li Yunlong did not want to buy from the National Army, but that the National Army sold it to the Japanese at a low price to make a good relationship with them, and then sold it to our army at a sky-high price. It was very abstract.

Chapter 275 Li Yunlong Discovers the Treasure

"Old Li, this is the list of comrades who died in the battle of Yu County, as well as the list of comrades who made meritorious contributions. Please take a look."

On the way back to Ping'an County, Zhao Gang handed two compiled lists to Li Yunlong.

"Is there anything missing?"

"Thirty-seven people have not been found and are listed as missing."

Li Yunlong glanced at the missing list, which showed only 37 people. But after a moment of consideration, he said, "Let's also put them on the list of casualties."

Zhao Gang hesitated and said, "After all, the body hasn't been found. What if they..."

"I believe in my soldiers. We just haven't found their bodies. Maybe the place where they died is too secluded for us to find, or maybe their bodies were destroyed by the Japanese. But they will never desert in the middle of a battle. Even if there are one or two bad apples, we can't let them deprive other soldiers of the treatment they deserve."

After hearing Li Yunlong's words, Zhao Gang nodded. After thinking for a while, he tore off the missing list and then recorded it again on the list of killed.

"After returning, immediately arrange for people to carve the names and hometowns of the fallen comrades on the city wall of Ping'an County. In the future, the city wall of Ping'an County will also be part of our monument. It just so happens that we brought back a lot of miners this time. These miners still need to recuperate. Let them study while carving the words. We must engrave the hometowns of these soldiers clearly so that it will be convenient to send them home later."

Li Yunlong solemnly told Zhao Gang that this matter must not be taken lightly.

Although Li Yunlong's actions could not change the overall environment, there were wars everywhere and people were dying every day. There was no time to preserve the bodies of the fallen soldiers, but Li Yunlong wanted to find every sacrificed soldier within his ability.

After the war, send them back home.

"Okay, I'll personally monitor this matter."

Looking at the list of names of the fallen in his hand, and the backpack carried by the guard behind Zhao Gang, which were filled with nameplates of the fallen soldiers, compared with other countries that could use metal nameplates, the Eighth Route Army could only use cloth with the names and units to which they belonged written on it, which could easily be damaged on the battlefield.

This is also the reason why many soldiers cannot be sent back to their hometowns or find their old units after their sacrifice. The nameplates cannot be recognized and their identities cannot be confirmed.

Fortunately, Li Yunlong kept winning battles, so he had enough time to identify the remains of the fallen soldiers after the war and then register them.

In Li Yunlong's bedroom, the list of these soldiers is the most important thing. It has always been placed beside Li Yunlong's bed. Li Yunlong has to check it every day and must not lose it.

"There are so many casualties?"

Looking at the total number of casualties, Li Yunlong was a little surprised. This was the largest number of casualties since Li Yunlong commanded a war.

A total of 5,627 people were killed and 9,169 were injured, including 1,264 seriously injured.

Zhao Gang couldn't help but sigh after hearing this. "Although we have the advantage in firepower, the Japs are physically stronger than most of our soldiers. We suffered a disadvantage in the street fighting. If the Japs hadn't run out of ammunition later, we would have suffered the most casualties."

"In addition, some casualties were caused by the Japanese poison gas bombs and various aerial bombs."

"Among the injured soldiers, most suffered injuries to their hands, all due to exposure to poison gas..."

"And the Japanese incendiary bombs, once they catch a spark, they can't be put out! I, I, I saw with my own eyes, some soldiers..."

When Zhao Gang said this, he couldn't stop crying. Some of these sacrificed soldiers were new recruits recruited by Zhao Gang. They had just been recorded in the roster not long ago, and now Zhao Gang was asked to write their names on the list of the dead. Even a person with a strong character would not be able to hold back his tears.

Li Yunlong patted Zhao Gang's shoulder vigorously: "Old Zhao, we will avenge this hatred sooner or later. The blood of the soldiers will not be shed in vain!"

Zhao Gang nodded, gently wiped his tears and said, "Old Li, I believe you. We never thought we could wipe out an entire Japanese division, let alone a Type A division. Now I believe what you said: attack and defense have changed."

"Well, the team needs to be expanded. We need to take advantage of this time to expand our victory, recapture the surrounding counties, and completely drive the Japanese out of the counties in Jin Province."

"As for the big cities!"

Li Yunlong shook his head and said, "I'll take people to Taiyuan in a few days to see if there's any chance. If that doesn't work, we'll give up Taiyuan and Changzhi for now."

Taiyuan City and Changzhi are the key cities of the Japanese in Shanxi Province. One reason is that there is the Taiyuan Arsenal, and Changzhi is located on a major transportation route, where they can cross the Yellow River at any time to cooperate with other Japanese troops to formally threaten the mountain city. This is the same route that the Mongols took when they destroyed the Song Dynasty.

Therefore, the Japanese will probably not give up the two cities of Taiyuan and Changzhi easily.

Moreover, it is difficult to capture a large city like Taiyuan, unlike a small city like Yu County or Ping'an County.

The city walls are high and the moats are thick, and the Japanese have air superiority, so it will take human lives to take them down.

Li Yunlong was well versed in dragon-slaying techniques and knew one thing clearly: if the land is saved and everyone is lost, everyone will lose their land; if everyone is saved and everyone loses their land, everyone will save their land.

"Old Zhao, have you counted the casualties of the Nationalist soldiers? How many of them were able to survive?"

There were more than 15,000 casualties in this battle. Although at least half of these 15,000 people were casualties from brother units, the independent column also suffered nearly 7,000 casualties, which was a serious blow to the independent column of about 20,000 people.

"According to the statistics, there were 1,462 killed and 4,316 wounded. We didn't send them to the front line for fear of mutiny or other accidents."

“As for how many people can stay.”

Zhao Gang thought for a moment and said, "We should be able to keep about half of them. I've asked our comrades to observe the veterans and those with obvious problems on the battlefield. We've made note of them. We can't keep them."

Li Yunlong nodded and said, "After we go back, you can mobilize some people and see how many of them are willing to stay and fight the Japanese with us. As for those who don't want to stay."

Li Yunlong looked at the Kuomintang generals who were chatting in front of him.

"We rescued them from Datong and escorted them all the way to the base. With over 30,000 people, food for the men and horses is a huge expense. Someone has to pay for it. If they don't want to, we can arrange for them to go mining and pay back our food first."

Zhao Gang thought for a moment and said, "Isn't that a bit bad?"

"Don't worry, I'm just saying it. Our Commander He will definitely buy it. After all, he commanded the Battle of Yu County and made great contributions. He can't command our Eighth Route Army, right? Then he would be suspected of collaborating with the Communists. So he must command these Nationalist troops. This is his honor. If he wants to make this honor a reality, he must take these veteran soldiers back with him."

"Old Zhao, what do you think is a reasonable amount for us to charge for food, protection, and rescue for this group of people?"

"..."

Zhao Gang turned his head away and ignored Li Yunlong.

This guy is now more and more like a businessman, and all he talks about is money. However, Zhao Gang also knows that Li Yunlong was forced into this. No money means no equipment, no people, and no food. How can you fight a war without anything?

The Battle of Yu County was exciting and thrilling, and an entire Type A division of the Japanese was wiped out. However, the amount of bullets fired alone was close to three million, more than 107 artillery shells, and more than rockets. These were all real supplies.

If Li Yunlong hadn't pieced things together here and there, this battle would not have happened at all.

Li Yunlong continued to look through Zhao Gang's notebook. When he saw the list of people who had made major contributions, the first person he saw was Zhang Yingcai from the 772nd Regiment.

"Hey, this God of War is in the 772nd Regiment, hehehe!"

Li Yunlong touched his head while smiling, and began to look for his loved ones, brothers and comrades in the queue, his former subordinates, the one he taught himself how to shoot but he just couldn't hit the target, and the current commander of the 772nd Regiment, Blind Cheng, no, his full name is Cheng Kang.

Chapter 276: Blind Man, You Have to Pay My Medical Expenses

"Commander, that's Zhang Yingcai!"

In the queue heading from Yun County to Ping'an County, Zhang Dabiao and Li Yunlong hid on the side of the road, staring at the soldiers of the 772nd Regiment passing by.

Many soldiers greeted Li Yunlong after seeing him. Li Yunlong responded while looking for his target.

After hearing what Zhang Dabiao said, he looked in the direction of his finger.

The first impression is that he is young, handsome and heroic. Although he is wearing a military uniform, he looks more like a scholar than a soldier.

He was not very tall, about 1.7 meters, and a little thin. He was marching in the queue, eating dry food.

Seeing Zhang Dabiao pointing at him, Li Yunlong stared at himself, a little surprised, but quickly turned his head away.

"Oh, you're quite shy."

Li Yunlong confirmed the target and compared it with the photo of the old God of War when he was young that he had seen. It was indeed him, the king of land soldiers, the number one in the four million-strong army, the God of War with nine special merits.

It’s just that Zhang Zhanshen is still relatively young now, and looks a bit like a college student in later generations.