At 5 a.m. on October 23, the defense line along the north bank of the Yellow River.

The rising sun crossed the sea level and spread the red light to the world, gradually dispelling the darkness shrouded on the earth. Slowly, the sky finally brightened.

Song Guoqiang stood blankly on a trench on the north shore, silently watching everything around him.

The battlefield was initially cleaned up last night, and all the bodies of all the wounded members of the Hu Ben Army and the dead martyrs were transported to the south bank. The medical treatment should be done, the rescue should be done, and the funeral should be handled.

At this moment, the only remaining on the battlefield were the corpses of the Japanese, the wreckage of the tank battlefield, the flesh and blood scattered all over the ground, as well as various damaged guns and artillery.

Looking around, the wilderness and fierce battles can be seen everywhere. Even if Song Guoqiang did not visit the scene last night, he could still clearly feel the tragic level of the battle last night reached an unimaginable height from everything in front of him!

"Ahem!!"

The smoke of gunpowder has dissipated, but the strong smell of blood is still extremely strong. A cold morning breeze came, and Song Guoqiang felt the fishy smell itchy and his throat was uncomfortable.

"Report!"

At this moment, a young staff officer came to Song Guoqiang and saluted: "Deputy Commander Song, the statistics of our army's combat situation have been released."

"read!"

Song Guoqiang nodded in pain, and did not have the courage to directly reach out to take the report and check it out in person, but he still has to face what he should face.

"yes!"

The young staff officer responded and held the paper and said softly: "As of now, the number of deaths in our army has been 2,042, seriously injured 1,245, slightly injured 57**** people, and accumulated 9,076 casualties.

Up to now, the loss of our army's weapons and equipment is as follows:

48 heavy tanks, 72 medium tanks, 24 armored vehicles, 9 helicopters, 12 self-propelled artillery, 17 self-propelled rocket launchers, 16 155mm heavy artillery, 22 war defense artillery, 98 rocket launchers, 198 other field artillery mountain artillery mortars, more than 7,200 guns of various types, consume more than 1.5 million bullets, more than 37,000 shells, and more than 100 tons of bombs..."

"2042 people were killed and 1245 people were seriously injured,..."

Song Guoqiang silently recited the casualty data and felt a little relieved. The casualty cannot be said to be small, but it is still within the affordable range and is not too much of a loss.

As for the loss of technical equipment and weapons and ammunition, there is no need to think too much about it. Although the loss is very large, it is worth it to be used to exchange for more soldiers' lives no matter how you calculate it.

After a pause, Song Guoqiang changed his mind and asked, "What is the result of our army's battle?"

The young staff member quickly replied: "According to preliminary statistics, our army has so far accumulated more than 19,000 Japanese 35th Division and 60th Division, destroyed more than 260 Japanese tanks and tanks, and more than 400 artillery of various types!"

"Okay! OK! OK! OK! It's equivalent to killing a division of the Japanese, and the blood of the brothers has not flowed in vain."

Song Guoqiang shouted three good words in succession, not a minor injury, but was able to score a 1:6 casualty ratio, which is indeed enough to be proud.

"Old Song, I knew you were here!"

At this moment, Liang Jianliang brought senior generals of the 8th Army, including Wu Maoning, Chief of Staff of the 8th Army, Xiang Liangxin, Commander of the 15th Division, Hao Gangzhi, Commander of the 16th Division, Cen Shukang and other senior generals of the 8th Army to the North Shore battlefield.

"Old Liang, Lao Wu, Chief of Staff Xiang, Commander Hao, Commander Cen, you are all here!"

Song Guo forced a smile and nodded politely. He naturally knew what Wu Maoning was here to do.

Just half an hour ago, Song Guoqiang had just received a call from Miao Dadong, asking all the members of their 2nd Army to retreat and rest, and the 8th Army replaced them and continued the attack.

At that time, Song Guoqiang was so excited that he almost started cursing. He didn't understand why Miao Dadong replaced their 2nd Army so quickly. He hurriedly emphasized to Miao Dadong that only half of their 2nd Army had lost its troops, and that there were nearly 40,000 live power, so he could continue his efforts!

How could Song Guoqiang, who was eager to take revenge, be willing to retreat like this? He repeatedly patted Miao Dadong to ensure that their 2nd Army could definitely conquer Jiyang County and Shanghe County within the prescribed time according to the original plan!

However, Miao Dadong did not change his mind because of this. After explaining a few words, he asked them to execute the order in the tone of an order, ready to change defense with the 8th Army after dawn.

So until now, Song Guoqiang is still very resistant. He still can't figure out why they replaced their 2nd Army like this. Why not change to the other three armies?

Speaking of casualties and losses, the other three armies seem to be no less lighter than our 2nd Army?

Seeing that Song Guoqiang was not in a high mood, Wu Maoning smiled and walked up to him and said, "Old Song, I know that what you want to do most now is to avenge your dead brothers. I can fully understand your mood.

But you have been fighting for a day and a night. Not only are the troops suffering a lot of casualties, but the technical equipment has also been almost exhausted. The next tough battle will definitely be full of difficulties!

What we need now is a quick battle and a quick decision. We must completely gain a foothold in the northern Shandong plain before the Japanese Kwantung Army arrives in Shandong, so we must be quick, accurate and ruthless!"

Wu Maoning spoke sincerely and made a lot of sense, but Song Guoqiang could not hear these words at this moment, and his face was still not very good-looking.

"What? Your 8th Army wants to replace our 2nd Army? Why?"

"We haven't defeated the war, why don't we fight?"

"No, we will definitely not! We will definitely not agree!"

"No one of our 2nd Army is a coward, even if he wants to die, he will die on the way to charge!"

Before Song Guoqiang could answer, more than a dozen 2nd Army officers and soldiers standing around Song Guoqiang were suddenly furious and shouted at Wu Maoning and others and protested loudly.

“What the hell happened?”

"Come and take a look!"

"What, the 8th Army wants to replace our 2nd Army?"

"How can this be done!"

"Deputy Commander, don't agree! We can't just take it down!"

It doesn't matter if this fuss is just like cold water is poured into the boiling hot pot, and the frying pot instantly.

The crowd gathered more and more. In less than two or three minutes, Wu Maoning and others surrounded him in three layers inside and three layers outside.

Everyone had red faces and thick necks, and kept marking and marking them, making noises as if there were ten thousand ducks clamoring.

The excited 2nd Army officers and soldiers all had only one thought at this moment:
Chapter completed!