A magazine of 30,000 rounds, you call it Hanyang

Deep in the canyon, Li Yunlong raised his head and stared at the heavy snow in the sky.

The soldiers' hands were already red from the cold, and even Li Yunlong felt that the back of his hands were numb from the cold.

In a few hours, if Zheng Kaixuan's Fourth Battalion had not arrived, even if the soldiers were able to break out, they would fall into a coma or even die due to hypothermia.

Their bullets were almost gone, and Li Yunlong only had two bullets left in his gun.

However, Li Yunlong's eyes were still bright and full of determination.

For a soldier, if he can die on the battlefield for his beliefs, it can be said that he died a worthy death!

Looking at the dark mass of Japanese troops coming in front of him like a tide, Li Yunlong reached behind him and slowly pulled out a ghost-head knife from his waist.

Then he raised the ghost-head knife.

"Brothers! Even if the enemy outnumbers us! Even if we are surrounded! Our New 1st Regiment must dare to draw our swords! Dare to show our swords!"

"No matter when, no matter where! No matter where!"

"Even if we have to fight until only one man is left in our entire regiment, we will still drink the devil's blood and chew their bones into pieces!"

"Everyone in the New 1st Regiment! Bayonets fixed! Prepare for battle!"

All of them had bayonets fixed to their guns.

Zhang Dabiao also pulled out his machete and stared at the Japanese soldiers rushing forward.

All the warriors had red eyes, filled with murderous intent.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The loud shouts and cries of killing resounded throughout the valley like thunder. Even the snowflakes falling in the sky seemed to pause for a moment because of the sound, as if time was frozen at this moment.

The Japanese soldiers who were charging towards the position of the New 1st Regiment in the distance were startled by the overwhelming shouting and killing. Many of them were so scared that their legs went weak and they fell to the ground.

Just when the two squadrons of the Japanese army were charging again and were more than 200 meters away from the position of the New 1st Regiment, and when Li Yunlong and the soldiers of the New 1st Regiment were ready to fight the Japanese army to the death, suddenly, shells fell from the sky and hit the charging Japanese army heavily.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom..."

The continuous explosions lasted for more than ten minutes, knocking the Japanese soldiers to the ground, causing heavy casualties, and corpses lying all over the ground in an instant.

In the third company of the fourth battalion, Yang Wanli set up three level six Triumph mortars on a high ground outside the valley entrance, and was firing fiercely into the valley!

After returning from Dazhai Town, Zheng Kaixuan had collected a total of 210 epaulettes.

Before setting off, Zheng Kaixuan used up two hundred epaulettes in one go, exchanging them all for weapons and artillery shells.

He consumed fifty shoulder straps of ordinary Japanese soldiers and modified them into ten Hanyang-made level 5 fully automatic infantry rifles, which he handed over to Chen Shengli.

Another hundred shoulder straps of Japanese soldiers and non-commissioned officers were used to exchange for a total of 150 Triumph mortar shells, all of which were handed over to Yang Wanli's Third Company.

Finally, he used 50 epaulettes to exchange for more than 60 artillery shells.

There are still ten shoulder straps that are at the Japanese officer level. Zheng Kaixuan was reluctant to exchange them for ammunition and planned to keep the modified weapons.

With so many artillery shells, Yang Wanli is full of confidence!

He ordered his soldiers to fire more than fifty missiles into the canyon in just a few minutes!

However, due to the long distance and the lack of experience of the soldiers in operating the Triumph mortar, the more than 50 shells only killed 120 to 130 Japanese soldiers.

In fact, this is equivalent to the number of Japanese devils in more than half a squadron.

The rest of the Japanese soldiers quickly came to their senses and turned around to flee towards the valley entrance.

There were at least two hundred Japanese soldiers who fled to the valley entrance, but they ran in a relatively scattered manner, some in the east and some in the west, running like free-range chickens, scattered throughout the several-kilometer-long canyon.

Because they were too scattered, using mortars could no longer cause large-scale casualties and would only waste shells, so the third company stopped the shelling.

Chen Shengli, who was at the entrance of the canyon, led the soldiers of the first company of the sharp knife charge company to make their debut!

Deep in the canyon, Li Yunlong and the soldiers of the New 1st Regiment, who were about to fight the Japanese to the death, suddenly discovered that the Japanese were severely killed and wounded by the shells falling from the sky, and the situation was in chaos.

Li Yunlong was immediately overjoyed. He knew that it must be Zheng Kaixuan who had arrived.

As soon as the artillery fire outside stopped, he raised his sword high and rushed out of the position in one step.

"Brothers! Brother Kaixuan has brought the Fourth Battalion to rescue us! Everyone, follow me!"

"rush--"

"kill!"

The soldiers had been holding their breath all night, and now, they finally had the chance to vent.

They completely ignored the cold and forgot everything. They rushed out of their positions waving their sabers and bayonets and launched a fierce attack on the Japanese soldiers who were injured by artillery shells or frightened by the explosions and had not yet run away.

The Japanese heads were scattered in the valley like smashed watermelons, rolling everywhere.

The soldiers of the New 1st Regiment picked up the Type 38 rifles and ammunition that were lying on the ground next to the bodies of the Japanese soldiers who had been killed by explosions or hacked to death, and continued to chase the Japanese soldiers who were fleeing to the valley entrance.

The mountains on either side of the canyon were as high and steep as if chopped by a knife or an axe. They were as smooth as walls, making it impossible to ambush or climb from the front.

However, on the top of the mountain on the right, there was a small Japanese group of about ten people.

a few minutes ago.

The Japanese deputy captain held a telescope in his hand and closely watched the movements deep in the canyon.

"Yoshi! This Eighth Route Army unit can't hold on any longer. They're almost finished."

Just as the Japanese deputy captain finished speaking, a violent explosion suddenly sounded in the canyon.

The smile on the devil's mouth suddenly froze.

He turned the telescope around and finally saw Yang Wanli and the third company stationed on a high ground outside the canyon.

The Japanese deputy captain was immediately shocked.

"Nani! Where on earth did this Eighth Route Army reinforcements come from? How did they suddenly appear?"

After a few minutes, the explosions stopped and the third company stopped shelling.

But a scene that surprised the Japanese infantry captain even more appeared.

At the entrance of the valley, the loud charge of the Eighth Route Army suddenly sounded!

Immediately afterwards, a team of only more than 40 Eighth Route Army soldiers suddenly rushed out, rushed into the canyon, and stopped the Japanese soldiers who were fleeing.

"Nani! Nani!"

The Japanese deputy captain suddenly felt that he could no longer understand the world.

"Even if the locust soldiers in the canyon just came under fire and even if they suffered heavy casualties, they were still two squadrons! There are more than 200 of them running out now. Are these Eighth Route Army soldiers crazy? With only 40 or so of them, they think they can stop a chariot with their bare hands?"

However, in the next second, the corners of the Japanese deputy captain's mouth twitched violently, and then he rubbed his eyes desperately.

The scene before his eyes made him unbelievable!

He finally couldn't hold it in any longer and started screaming.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How is this possible!"