The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Following Yang Yuting's loud shout, everyone rushed towards the fire.

Everyone held a bayonet and roared... and rushed towards the opposite camp with all their might.

Everyone had been angry about this damn weather for a long time, and they were looking forward to the battle being over so that they could return to the warm room and hug two soft women and smoke a cigarette comfortably.

"Kill, charge!"

The wind and snow increased the consumption of physical energy, but driven by adrenaline, everyone was extremely excited and their bodies soon felt warm.

But a sudden change happened at this moment. The brother who was rushing in the front suddenly seemed to step on something, and he fell to the ground with a roar.

But the one who followed him had no time to stop and rolled over on the fallen soldiers.

The chaos happened at this moment, people were trampled, tripped by the fallen soldiers, and then rolled far away and shouted again -

Only then did Yang Yuting discover that a large number of nail boards had been thrown into the thick snow... and because of the wind and snow, the nail boards were quickly buried and turned into a trap!
Some people stepped on it, but more people tripped, slipped, or even rolled all over the nail boards. Waves of screams left glaring red on the white snow, which quickly froze into bloody strips.

It’s over, I fell into a trap!

Suddenly he felt like he had fallen into a dark ice cave. Yang Yuting was briefly distracted, but was quickly brought back to his senses by the continuous screams.

"Pay attention to your surroundings—"

"There's no one in that camp!"

He roared until he was almost hoarse, but the strong wind tore his voice into pieces... However, almost at the same time, something happened that the Fengtian Army Chief of Staff would never forget:
There were ambushes everywhere in the woods, and then a large number of bullets were poured on them as if they were risking their lives, leaving the Fengtian troops helpless.

"Keep hidden and fight back!"

Although Yang Yuting led the charge and rushed forward before everyone else, the Fengtian Army was already frightened by the messy "nail board formation" and the severe cold and fatigue.

No matter how experienced Zhang Hanqing, Yang Yuting, and the officers he led were, in this situation, they could only organize an extremely weak counterattack and had no choice but to turn around and run away.

The battle line was suddenly stretched to a very long length, and coupled with the chaos caused by the cold and the wind and snow, many soldiers were scattered by Guo's army and chased all the way into a deep snow pit.

Many more soldiers were hit by stray bullets and fell to the ground while fleeing in panic, and soon they were frozen to death.

No matter how hard Zhang and Yang fought, they could only reluctantly accept that they had been defeated and had no choice but to break out with the remaining troops.

Just as the chaotic war began, Sun Jiu Nian, who had been hiding in a nearby camp with his defeated brothers, was awakened.

After being defeated and losing the Gaoqiao position, he originally wanted to lead his brothers to attack the flank of Guo’s army, but the sudden snowstorm "drove" them all the way back to the camp.

They lit a fire, blocked the windows, drank two cups and went to bed. Even Guo Songling would be scared by this kind of horrible weather. The only option left was to hide from the wind and snow.

"Who is so brave that he would go to Guo to attack the enemy in such a cold weather?"

Sun Jiunian put on his coat and cotton shoes, put on his fox fur hat and ran out.

The chaotic sound of gunfire was brought by the howling wind, and he suddenly realized that it might be Guo Guizi who was coming to kill them.

"Oops!"

He slapped his thigh and shouted to his brothers to get up quickly and grab their weapons. He then turned back to the house, loaded his guns with bullets and was ready to rush out with his men. Just as he rushed out and was about to aim at the enemy before shooting, Sun Jiunian suddenly heard that a large number of troops were coming from the direction of Jinzhou.

Good guy's!

I guess God would say that you guys are really brave. You still want to fight even in the middle of a snowy storm?
While he was complaining in his heart, Sun Jiunian suddenly discovered that the troops rushing towards him were actually carrying the military flag of his adoptive father Sun Liechen!

His eyes suddenly jumped, and he immediately sent his men to greet them - it was indeed Sun Liechen who came with a large number of troops to reinforce.

"Young Marshal, that's General Yang and the Young Marshal!"

Sun Liechen was shaking all over and kept urging his adopted son to take his brothers with him quickly.

Only then did he realize the seriousness of the problem, and he quickly aimed all his light and heavy weapons at the pursuing Guo Jun.

After taking advantage of the wind and snow to repel the pursuers, Sun Jiu Nian did not care about anything else and hurried forward with his brothers to provide support.

The troops had already been dispersed, and who knows how many people were lost in the snowstorm... The young commander was completely at a loss, and Yang Yuting's face was as dark as ink;
Seeing that both of them were safe and sound, Sun Liechen breathed a sigh of relief and did not say much. Instead, he urged his adopted son to quickly take his brothers back to Jinzhou.

He originally thought that he would definitely seek revenge, but after seeing the other party's extremely bad face, he simply didn't dare to say a word.

The group barely managed to count the number of people and horses before they ran towards Jinzhou with difficulty, supporting each other.

At that time, Feng Yong came with his personal soldiers to support them, and Sun Liechen was truly relieved when he saw him.

"How, how did this war turn out like this..."

After they actually entered the city, Feng Yong saw that the faces of several people had turned purple, and he said angrily, "I heard from Zhu Jixian of the Supplementary Brigade that Hanqing you insisted on sending troops to reinforce. Now, we have suffered a defeat. How are you going to explain this to the commander-in-chief!"

Zhang Hanqing gritted his teeth and looked at his good brother stubbornly.

He was even more anxious than Feng Yong. Yang Yuting had brought the man here, and although he was the one who was greedy and reckless, he also wanted to defeat his former mentor and friend from the bottom of his heart, and to prove to the Zhang family and to all those who thought that he had relied on his father to get to where he is today:

I am great too!
"What are you still talking about? It's good that you are okay after meeting Guo Guizi."

At some point, Jiang Cheng's voice suddenly appeared outside the crowd.

He slowly pushed aside a few unhappy soldiers and looked at them with a soothing look, "Victory and defeat are common in the military. Just start over."

"I, Jiang Feilan, am not invincible either - let's go back to the house and have a couple of drinks to warm ourselves up first."

Knowing that he was giving him a way out, Zhang Hanqing looked at Jiang Cheng with gratitude.

But Yang Yuting was very upset: after such a battle, most of the main force of the Fengtian Army was destroyed, and they were chased and beaten by the Guo Guizi. In contrast, the Jilin Army was able to inflict heavy losses on the enemy without bloodshed...

I am simply too weak!

"Don't say anything - cough, cough, cough!"

Sun Liechen held his adopted son in one hand and said with difficulty, "Feilan is right. As long as the person is fine, that's all that matters..."

But after saying this, the old Fengtian Army general, who was already in his 50s, felt his knees weaken and he fell to the ground, losing consciousness. (End of this chapter)