Rise from the sword

Chapter 72: Crossing the Bridge
"Nani?"

"They fled south?"

It was already 07:30 at night when Colonel Sanhao received the news that the assault company had defeated a group of imperial alliance troops and fled south. At this time, most of his pursuit troops stopped advancing, and all of them gathered and stationed at key intersections. .

One is to prevent the attack of the Eighth Route Army at night, and the other is to prevent the Eighth Route Army from retreating at night.

"Hi"

The communication devil who came to report handed the telegram book in his hand to Chief Sanhao, and lowered his head to repeat: "The cavalry squadron reported that an hour ago, a squad of the Xingya Brigade was ambushed by the Eighth Route Army and suffered heavy losses. The Eighth Route Army then fled south."

"idiot···"

After looking at the location of the ambush on the telegraph book and the map, after confirming that the Eighth Route Army he was chasing had already jumped out of his encirclement, Colonel Sanhao was so angry that he directly overturned the table.

"A bunch of trash!"

After taking a few breaths, Zuo Sanhao said to the communication devil with a ferocious face:
"Order all troops, immediately set off to pursue northward"

"The garrison brigade, the cavalry squadron set out to pursue along the road, the Xingya brigade, the Imperial Association Army brigade in He County, pursued along the mountain road, and it is forbidden to rest until they catch up with the Eighth Route Army troops."

"Also, let the troops from Jing County set out to intercept..."

After hysterically issuing the pursuit order, Colonel Sanhao calmed down a little. Looking at the soldiers who were cleaning up the collapsed table, he frowned. He found two situations that puzzled him!
After this group of Eighth Route Army fled for dozens of miles north, they suddenly turned back and fled south...
What is the purpose?
Take the bridge and cross the valley?
Within a hundred miles, he deployed heavy troops to guard all the bridges that could pass through the Xuehong Valley, and set up a strong fortress. Unless there were heavy artillery, this group of guerrillas would never be able to break through.

There's no way these guys didn't know.

So what's the point of them running around like that?

Also!

Is the ammunition of this group of Eighth Route Army troops too much?
The Imperial Army who ambushed Pingshan City, the Imperial Army of Jingxian County who ambushed a small group in Caojiazhuang, and the [-]-man patrol of the Xingya Brigade who ambushed an hour ago, these small units of the Eighth Route Army used super-intensive firepower to quickly end the battle...

After on-site investigation, every battle, the Eighth Route Army consumed nearly [-] rounds of ammunition...
Is this really the Eighth Route Army?
Is it the Eighth Route Army whose per capita bullets did not exceed [-] rounds?

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The mountain road is winding and rugged, and it is quite difficult to walk up. Coupled with the melting snow, it has created a lot of muddy areas. Stepping on a foot and a pit makes the marching speed of the assault company a little slower than expected.

"This ghost weather..."

Wang Gensheng scolded habitually, pulled out his shoes from the mud, and walked forward with difficulty.

Walking to Zhang Dabiao's side, Wang Gensheng said anxiously:
"Is it in time?"

"This road is getting harder and harder..."

Even though the temperature has risen sharply these days, how can the snow that has been accumulated for a whole winter melt so easily?In today's mountains and forests, you can still see blocks of white snow all over the ground, like scattered cotton wool covering the mountains and forests.

The melted snow water even merged into a stream, making the mountain road muddy, and the icy snow water freezing the soldiers' feet stiff...

"You still have time···"

Looking at the map in his hand, and then at his pocket watch, Zhang Dabiao panted:

"At the current speed, we still have an hour to reach the chain bridge. It is four o'clock in the morning, and it is too late..."

Putting away the map, Zhang Dabiao looked around. At this time, the assault company was breathing heavily in every battle, walking with difficulty, weapons and ammunition were placed on the mule horse, and even the soldiers had no idea at this time. The mules and horses that were unable to do so began to pant heavily, and the eyes that were bright as buttons began to dim.

After trekking for eight days in a row, it was nearly a hundred miles every day, and he was marching on the mountain road with heavy load. In addition, he had recently eaten some feed that was not very nutritious, and the big mule could not support it.

Looking at this situation, Zhang Dabiao sank:
"These big mules can't hold it anymore. After crossing the bridge, we need to find a place to rest and let the mules and soldiers recover their strength. In addition, we have to get some good feed for the mules to eat."

Although this mule can eat any leaves and weeds, the grain and fodder and the casual dead branches and leaves are not the same thing at all. Usually, it is fine. Under the heavy load, the nutrition is not enough to consume. .

But there is no way to even make an assault. There are devils' territory everywhere, and he can't get good fodder, so he can only try to find some good grass for the mules to eat.

"I made a lot of oceans on the former pseudo-two devils. When I get to the next village, I will buy some good food for this big mule to eat."

Huang Baowang had already noticed the tiredness of the big mule. In these two battles, he personally took the soldiers to collect a lot of money from the puppet army.

Although I don't like Erguizi's guns, it's a burden to bring them, but the ocean is still a hard currency, and it can be used anywhere. It is much more popular than the currency that the devils occupy, and military tickets can be used in any market.

"It's still you kid," Zhang Dabiao couldn't help but praise.

"Ha ha"

Huang Baowang smiled:
"These two devils are all money-grubbing ghosts, and they carry their belongings tied in their underwear, for fear of losing them and being stolen. Now they are all cheaper for us. Each one has more than a dozen oceans. I bought more than 1000."

"Two devils..." Wang Gensheng twitched the corners of his mouth, but did not speak.

He remembered what the head of the group said before.

Er Guizi is actually the logistics captain of our Eighth Route Army. Guizi soldiers are strong and well-trained. When they have bad teeth, they are hard to chew. If they are not good, they have to go in. But Er Guizi is different. This is completely cooked porridge. can also eat.

During the chat, a chain bridge across the Jing River in the distance was revealed in the hazy night.

At this time, the sky was a little foggy, obscuring the moonlight and starlight, and it was pitch black, with only scattered lights on the other side of the bridge.

Needless to say, after Wang Gensheng cleaned the mud on his shoes, he took a few deep breaths, took out the binoculars he was carrying with him, and then accelerated towards the bridge.

Zhang Dabiao also slowed down the assault company.

After a while, Wang Gensheng walked back. The elite scout actually had a smile on his face at this time, and his tone was excited:

"There are very few devil troops guarding the bridge, only three or five, and they have all rested, even the wooden boards on the bridge have not been removed."

"Have the planks been removed?"

Zhang Dabiao was startled.

This iron cable is difficult to build, and the devil must be reluctant to blow it up, but the wooden planks on the bridge are not torn down, which is beyond his expectations.

and!

There are only three or five devils guarding such a bridge?
Zhang Dabiao still doesn't know, but one of his sudden turnbacks made Jing County's army of devils block him in the opposite direction...

"Yes, the wooden boards on the chain bridge are all in good condition. There are no devils on our side, and no explosives were found on the bridge. There are only devils on the other side, but they fell asleep and didn't even have a warning."

Wang Gensheng's tone was determined.

As an old scout, he has a unique ability to detect the enemy.

"It seems that the devil didn't think we could get here overnight."

Zhang Dabiao nodded, and then waved his hand: "Monk, Wang Gensheng, bring a dozen good hands, let's touch and kill the devil on the opposite side, the rest rest and prepare to cross the bridge"

The black dwarf before dawn, plus the foggy weather, a few people easily passed the bridge, the five devils didn't even have time to react, they died under the blade of Zhang Dabiao and the others, and one of the devils was even pinched by the monk's throat with his bare hands. .

"Crossing the bridge..."

With a wave of Zhang Dabiao's right hand, the assault company quietly passed the iron bridge, leaving behind a group of devils and puppet troops who were still chasing the small group of the Eighth Route Army who did not know where they were.

"Turn left, go into the mountains and have a good rest, Huang Baowang, go to the nearby village to buy some food for the mules to eat"

　Written by phone...

　　Whoops, it's all water...
　　
　
(End of this chapter)