Anti-Japanese War: My strategist joins the game and awakens the small map!

Sanniang Temple.

The overall height is only three or four hundred meters. There are not many trees in the mountains, and they are concentrated above the mountainside.

The height difference is not that big, and from a distance it looks like a hill of earth rising from the flat ground.

About 20 kilometers southwest of Shengjing is Sanniang Temple, and another two kilometers southwest is Brokenback Mountain, one of the few mountains between Jincheng and Shengjing.

The Third Regiment, with the support of artillery fire, began to retreat towards the Sanniang Temple position. However, facing the retreat of the Third Regiment, the Japanese soldiers in the direction of Jincheng seemed unusually cautious and did not choose to pursue.

"Damn it, he got defeated by Lin Tianchen again."

Li Yunlong looked at Brokeback Mountain through a telescope and saw the scene he had always dreamed of seeing, but it was not him who saw it.

The Japanese soldiers did not choose to pursue but to stay. Li Yunlong could understand this, but he felt relaxed both physically and mentally.

In the Battle of Brokeback Mountain, not only was the charge beaten back by the 3rd Regiment, but the artillery fire also appeared when the Japanese were charging most rapidly, causing extremely horrific casualties to the Japanese.

Even now, he could see that the Japanese soldiers were timid after being bombarded by artillery fire. After all, the broken corpses in the mountains had their flesh and blood frozen into ice.

Bomb craters were scattered all around, and in some places, one could even clearly see a deep depression.

"Captain Li, thank you very much this time." Gao Jiecheng's face was tired. After all, retreating all the way was actually very exhausting.

"You guys held up."

Li Yunlong was careless and could not help but waved his hand. Even if he wanted to make progress, he, Old Li, would not look down on the matter of picking peaches.

However, this battle is still very dangerous, but the Japanese are obviously not in a position to launch another attack in a short time.

Li Yunlong pondered this for a moment, then suddenly heard Zhao Gang's excited voice beside him, "Lance Lin is here."

As soon as the words came out, Gao Jiecheng and Li Yunlong stopped talking and looked in the direction Zhao Gang was looking. The wind and snow were blowing, and a figure was looming under the protection of the guards.

Seeing this figure appear, even though they knew very well that this was the front line, the moment this figure appeared, for some reason, everyone couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

Lin Tianchen has long been the mainstay in the hearts of the Northern Expedition soldiers.

In the dark night, as the figure gradually approached, a familiar face appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Commander." Gao Jiecheng greeted.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Lin Tianchen also looked at Gao Jiecheng and couldn't help but patted Gao Jiecheng on the shoulder.

“There’s no such thing as hard work or not…”

Gao Jiecheng shook his head. This was not just a compliment. After all, no army in the Northern Expedition had not experienced combat.

In this war-torn era, everyone in the Northern Expedition, from the commander to every soldier, knew that every farewell could be the last time they would see each other.

In fact, Gao Jiecheng was already prepared to die in the battles fought by the Third Regiment.

A shovel is standard equipment, but every soldier's suicide note has also been written long ago. The nameplate on their chest is what they value most, because it proves that they existed.

Their names will be remembered by the living, forming wind chimes that protect Heiyun Village.

"Travel seat."

"Lin Lu."

"..."

When some sounds came, Lin Tianchen couldn't help but scan around.

Although it was dark, you could see clearly that the night was dark, but there was light in the eyes.

The cotton coats of some soldiers were all burned by the flames, and many of them had gauze wrapped around their bodies.

If you ask Lin Tianchen when he had seen the most beautiful snow scene, the first time was at the end of the year in Heiyun Village. He looked down at the entire Heiyun Village from the top of the mountain, and there were laughter and joy everywhere, giving him a sense of peace and prosperity.

And in front of him, with the moonlight scattered and the snow falling on the soldiers' shoulders and dirty faces, he saw the magnificent mountains and rivers.

From Pingtuo Mountain to Jincheng and then to Brokeback Mountain, Lin Tianchen knew that the three groups had endured too much.

In the brief encounter under the flames of war, Lin Tianchen wanted to say a lot, but time waits for no one.

"I'm here to take away three groups this time."

Lin Tianchen didn't say anything extra. His eyes fell on Li Yunlong, Zhao Gang, and Zhang Tiesheng, and he got straight to the point and spoke seriously.

As soon as these words were spoken, Gao Jiecheng, Li Yunlong, Zhang Tiesheng and others became very serious.

Especially Li Yunlong who was standing aside, he stopped and immediately became much quieter, listening attentively.

"Now that the Japanese in Jincheng have been largely wiped out, I need you to continue to garrison here at Sanniang Temple. If the pressure gets too great, telegraph me and let these Japanese into Shengjing."

Lin Tianchen's tone was very serious. This ambush had achieved great results, but he didn't have time to drag it on here any longer.

Therefore, we need to implement the arrangements as soon as possible and rush back to Shengjing.

Li Yunlong and Zhang Tiesheng looked at each other, and their gazes involuntarily looked towards Shengjing. The mobilization of the Third Regiment at this critical juncture made them very clear that the pressure on Shengjing was probably very great.

The Japanese troops from Jincheng were stopped here, but behind Shengjing, there were the Japanese troops from Chuncheng, and Hexiang...

They naturally knew how many troops there were. In the direction of Shengjing, there were only three regiments and one division. Although the number of people in two of the regiments was somewhat astonishing, facing a central city like Shengjing, even four divisions were not enough.

After all, the Japs will come back to support us.

After thinking for a while, Li Yunlong's carefree voice came again.

"You guys go, we will try to delay as much time as possible." Li Yunlong said with a very serious expression.

Zhang Tiesheng nodded on the side. Although he knew that an extremely intense battle was coming, he had already prepared to die on the battlefield since arriving here in Jin.

It is even conceivable that compared with the chaotic situation in Shengjing, there were too many uncertainties such as the street fighting in the city, the devil's mechanized troops, the reinforcements of the Kwantung Army, etc.

If it's just a simple street fight, it's like a meat grinder.

They are too simple.

"Try to delay it as long as possible without causing drastic casualties."

Lin Tianchen said in a very serious tone that if the current deadlock in Shengjing continued, it would be absolutely disadvantageous for them.

Although the home-changing strategy started successfully, the Japanese retreated their defense line and waited for the arrival of large forces. He had to use the first and second regiments to break the situation.

Naturally, the third regiment, which is good at defense, is the best choice to engage in street fighting.

As long as there is initiative, the Japanese's flaws will appear. Once there are flaws, we will frantically expand these flaws to achieve the ultimate goal of killing them.

Moreover, even if the Japanese did not reveal any flaws and took the initiative to attack and cause maximum casualties, the purpose of the winter offensive would be achieved. At that time, they could directly break out and leave.

So now the Third Regiment is once again stuck in Shengjing.

Thinking of this, Lin Tianchen looked towards Gao Jiecheng, meeting Lin Tianchen's gaze.

"Commander, I promise to complete the mission!" Gao Jiecheng's eyes were full of determination, and he raised his hand to salute.

"Assemble the troops and prepare to depart."

Lin Tianchen nodded sternly.

After a long separation, although there are thousands of words to say, they can ultimately be reduced to eight words.

Parting in troubled times, with wind and snow.

Ordinary people can stop and pause, but they can't, because they are soldiers.

"Take care of yourself."

Lin Tianchen nodded slightly and waved to Li Yunlong.

At the Sanniang Temple position, the soldiers of the Third Regiment quickly gathered again, among whom were countless wounded.

"Take care." Li Yunlong's eyes moved slightly, the wind and snow were still falling.

For a moment, the north howled.

Heavy snow fell from the sky, and the figure gradually disappeared in the wind and snow.

The footprints on the road disappeared without a trace in a moment, as if they had never been there.

Fighting in the wind and snow, just for the winter to go.

Next spring, flowers will bloom.