Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2797: Kujo Miyakita’s passion!

Shandao Zhengxiong's howls echoed in the dark night for a long time, but no one sympathized with him, only endless ridicule and indifference.

The Mongolian cavalrymen took turns to attack, and each blow was not fatal, but only made him suffer in endless pain.

Shandao Zhengxiong's wailing gradually became hoarse, his eyes were filled with despair and unwillingness, but he was no longer able to resist.

Finally, after being chopped by countless swords, Zhengxiong Yamashima's body could no longer hold on and he fell in a pool of blood.

The flame of his life gradually went out in the cold wind of the grassland, leaving only a body riddled with holes, witnessing this tragic battle.

After annihilating the Japanese cavalry brigade, the Mongolian cavalry were so happy about their victory that they could not express it in words.

They raised their weapons and cheered loudly. The cheers shook the earth and seemed to tear the darkness apart.

Their faces were filled with smiles of victory and their eyes were shining with the light of victory. This was a glorious moment for the grassland warriors.

Chief Wugan stood on a high place, overlooking all this, his heart filled with satisfaction.

Because he knew very well that in this war he not only proved his strength, but also established his prestige in the tribal alliance.

His status will therefore reach its peak and he will become a legendary figure on the grassland.

At this time, the tribal leaders were surrounding him, flattering him to their heart's content.

"Captain Wugan, you are the god of the grassland! Those Japanese cavalry are simply vulnerable in front of you. Your tactics and wisdom are unmatched. We are lucky to follow you!"

Ahali was the first to start his flattery with a face full of admiration, and then he clapped his hand on his chest to show the highest salute.

"Yes, great chief, you are not only a martial arts expert, but also care about the world and worry about the peace and prosperity of our grassland. This victory is all your credit, and we are just taking advantage of you."

Another small leader quickly took over the conversation, his tone also full of admiration.

"Great Chief, I think after today's battle, all the children on the grassland will take you as their role model and dream of becoming a hero like you one day. Your name will resound throughout the grassland!"

Chahar didn't hesitate to pat him on the back.

Seeing this, Wurigeng Dalai Lama had no choice but to agree: "Yes, yes, Chief Wugan will become a legendary figure on our grassland."

"Captain Wugan, you are the God in our hearts!"

Other tribal leaders also echoed.

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Hearing this, Chief Wugan laughed out loud: "Haha, you are too kind. In fact, this victory is the result of our joint efforts. It is all thanks to everyone."

Of course, Wu Gan was just being polite at this time, because anyone could see that without Wu Gan as the leader, the tribal alliance would be in disarray and there would be no way to have today's results.

The other tribal leaders also knew this. They said, "Great Chief, please don't be so modest. In our hearts, you are an omnipotent God. From now on, we will all follow you. Wherever you point, we will fight, without any ambiguity!"

"Yes, yes, great chief, from now on, our tribal alliance will surely move towards a more glorious future under your leadership!"

The leaders followed suit.

Chief Wugan felt a little proud when he heard the flattery from the other leaders. But he also knew that the reason these tribal leaders flattered him so much was because they wanted to take advantage of him.

Because after the battlefield is cleaned up, it's time to drink celebratory wine and divide the spoils.

And at that time, the atmosphere will be the most tense.

Chief Wugan sighed and wondered when these tribal leaders on the grassland would be able to truly unite.

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At the same time, like a stray dog, Kujo Miyakita, who was fleeing for his life, finally stopped.

He looked at his defeated men behind him, feeling mixed emotions. He seemed to finally realize that he might not be cut out for fighting.

"No, it's not my fault. It's all because of the useless people under me. They are all useless."

Thinking of this, Kujo Miyakita rekindled his fighting spirit. He wanted to sum up the experience from this battle, strengthen the training of the imperial army, and conduct strict assessments on those officers. It was a joke that any idiot could become a general.

So a long accusation report was completed in the jungle under the moonlight.

At the beginning of the report, Kujo Miyakita spoke directly to express his deep sorrow over the defeat.

He wrote: "I, Kujo Miyakita, as a member of the Imperial Army, should have led my men to fight bravely. However, in today's battle, I suffered an unprecedented defeat. This is not only a shame for me, but also a shame for the Imperial Army!"

Then, he changed his tone and began to accuse his soldiers of incompetence. He listed in detail the various problems that occurred during the battle: some soldiers were afraid of death and fled at the sight of the enemy; some soldiers were not well trained and did not even master basic combat skills; and some soldiers were lax in discipline and did not obey orders, resulting in chaos in the battle deployment.

Writing this, Kujo Miyakita was filled with righteous indignation: "These idiots are simply a burden to the Imperial Army!"

In his report, Kujo Miyakita angrily wrote, "They not only dragged down the combat effectiveness of the entire unit, but also put me, the commander, into an unprecedented dilemma. I reminded them countless times that fighting is not a joke and needs to be taken seriously, but they turned a deaf ear and continued to do as they pleased."

Of course, in addition to accusing, Kujo Miyakita also began to reflect on his own problems, which would make the report look perfect. And his father would not be so angry. After all, this time, it seems that the loss is a bit too much.

Therefore, he deeply reflected on his shortcomings in command, his failure to fully foresee the enemy's tactical layout, and his failure to adjust his combat strategy in time.

He wrote: "I am well aware that as a commander, I should bear the main responsibility for this defeat. However, I also hope that the headquarters can understand that the problems of these imperial troops under my command cannot be ignored. If they are not strictly reorganized and trained, the combat effectiveness of the imperial army will never be improved."

In order to improve the combat effectiveness of the Imperial Army, Kujo Miyakita also put forward a series of specific suggestions in the report.

He suggested strict assessment and screening of officers to eliminate incompetent ones; he suggested strengthening the training of soldiers to improve their combat skills and discipline; he also suggested improving the command system to ensure that commanders can quickly pass orders to every grassroots officer and soldier.

In addition, Kujo Miyakita also particularly emphasized the responsibilities and obligations of military officers.

He wrote:

"Senior officers are the backbone of the Imperial Army. Their quality and ability directly affect the combat effectiveness of the entire force. Therefore, I suggest that officers be subject to more rigorous assessment and training to ensure that they are competent for their duties.

What the Imperial Army needs are generals who are brave and resourceful and can lead their soldiers to fight bravely, not cowards who can only talk on paper and flee in battle! "

Under the moonlight, Kujo Miyakita's writing became more and more passionate. He incorporated his grief over the defeat, his anger towards his officers, and his expectations for the future of the Imperial Army into this report.

He believed that as long as the headquarters could pay attention to his suggestions and conduct a thorough rectification and reform of the Imperial Army, the Imperial Army would be able to regain its glory and create new glories! .