At dawn the next day, the Japanese army launched an attack. The cold and hunger that night made them not want to stay in the valley for a moment, so the commander launched a fierce attack before dawn.
Fortunately, the Yanhuang Army at the entrance of the valley had already anticipated the Japs' situation and knew that they would make a desperate struggle during the day, so they had already prepared themselves and waited at the entrance of the valley.
A fierce battle lasted from morning to afternoon. The Japanese launched eleven attacks in succession, but they were all beaten back. The two brigades suffered more than 500 casualties, and only half of the puppet regiment remained.
Even two of Jin Shaoshan's capable men died.
After repeated attacks to no avail, the Japanese commander saw that his soldiers were tired and hungry, so he ordered a halt to the attack and withdrew to the camp to rest temporarily.
After retreating to the camp, although the Japanese soldiers got a rest, they had nothing to eat. They could only drink two sips of cold water to relieve themselves, and then they lay on the ground and fell asleep.
A day of strong attacks exhausted the Japanese soldiers' physical strength, so even though their stomachs were empty, they quickly fell asleep and slept until dawn.
Many people wake up from hunger. They haven't eaten since noon yesterday, and it's been a day now. Although they can drink enough water to fill up, they don't work hard, and they feel hungry after a while, and they don't feel well after peeing a few times.
, but I feel even hungrier.
The night was misty and completely silent. The Yanhuang Army just stood at the entrance of the valley and had no intention of launching an attack. This made the Japanese commander breathe a sigh of relief. He was really worried that the enemy would take this opportunity to launch an attack.
However, the troops have no food to eat, so it is not possible to continue like this.
So, the officer leading the team gathered the trapped Japanese soldiers together and told them stories to forget their hunger. This time when they entered the valley rashly, they left all the food behind. Now they have nothing in their hands but only
This can also divert your attention.
Near the entrance of the valley, the person telling the soldiers stories was a squadron leader. It is said that he was a Japanese junior high school history teacher before joining the army!
The squadron leader cleared his throat, took a sip of cold water, and began to say, "In other words, when the ancient world was formed, three gods appeared on the horizon called Takamagahara. They were the main gods of the Heavenly God, Gao Yusan.
Nest Sun God and God produce Nest Sun God.
At that time, the land (earth) had not yet solidified, and was just some mayfly-like things floating on the water, floating like jellyfish. Something emerged from it like reed buds in spring, with strong vitality and rapid growth, turning into Umozhi.
The ancient god Ashabibi and the god Tenjotachi..."
The soldiers all listened to his story.
"...a male god was born. He is Shoshogo Shesheng Suhayiten no Shinobi. Then he took off the jade string worn on the right temple of Amaterasu Omikami, washed it with well water and put it in his mouth
Chew it up, spit it out, this birth
The male god is the god of heaven. The jade strings used to tie the hair on the forehead with Amaterasu Omikami and the jade strings worn on the left and right hands also gave birth to one son each, and they were all male gods. Therefore, five children were born from the jade strings of Amaterasu Omikami.
Goddess."
Having said this, the squadron leader cleared his throat, then took a sip of water from the ditch, his stomach growling.
The Japanese soldiers were so fascinated that they temporarily forgot about their hunger, and each of them stretched their necks to listen to this historical and mythological story that they would never hear before!
After drinking a few more sips of water, the squadron leader who was a history teacher continued to tell the next part of the story: "Amaterasu Omikami said to Hayazusa no Mikoto, the five sons born after me are born from the jade string I wear. They should be
My child, my husband’s third son, was born from the thing you are wearing, and should be your child..."
This history teacher has to say that his knowledge is quite profound, and coupled with the eloquence he developed as a teacher, the story is very vivid. He told it vividly, and the soldiers listened attentively. In addition to the voices telling stories in the valley,
There was only the crackling sound of wood burning in the fire, and no other sounds could be heard.
The night without food was very long. The squadron leader, who had been a history teacher, told the soldiers one story after another. It was hard to stay up until dawn. He was really tired. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, that's it."
Let’s stop talking about it now, let’s all go get some sleep.”
Seeing that he stopped talking, the soldiers returned to their resting places one by one, then lay down, intending to sleep for a while, but their stomachs were growling and the hunger made them unable to sleep at all, so they had to turn over and sit up.
Looking around, I saw that none of the soldiers in the valley were asleep. They were all sitting on the felt, looking at their comrades around them, and couldn't help but smile helplessly.
"It would be nice to have a glass of sake and a plate of sashimi now." A Japanese soldier grabbed his backpack and looked for anything to satisfy his hunger, while drooling as he murmured.
"When I go back, I must eat three roast chickens and then have a good sleep." Another Japanese soldier couldn't help wiping his saliva, but he couldn't seem to stop the saliva. After wiping it, it flowed down again. After a while,
It got his sleeves wet.
The Japanese soldiers all searched through their backpacks, hoping to find something that had slipped through the net, but found nothing. In the end, they had to throw their backpacks aside in disappointment, holding their rifles and staring at the sky in a daze.
In the middle of the valley, in the temporary brigade headquarters, the two brigade captains were studying the next strategy. They had not slept all night, their eyes were bloodshot, and their hair was dirty.
"Gululu!"
A strange sound suddenly rang out, causing the two captains who were discussing to stop talking. They looked at each other awkwardly, then each touched their flat belly and couldn't help laughing.
"After this escape, the troops must learn a lesson. Don't throw away food when you are lightly equipped!" A captain sighed and said.
The other captain also nodded and said in agreement, "Yes, without food, the soldiers will lose their fighting spirit and their physical strength will not be able to keep up. This is not good."
Behind them, a messenger seemed to have something to say. He hesitated for several times before speaking, "Report to the two captains, I have something to report to you."
"Oh, what's going on?" The two captains raised their heads from the map and looked at the messenger, wondering what he was going to say.
The ordering soldier gave a military salute to the two men, and then said, "When I went to the security army camp today to convey orders, it seemed that Jin Shaoshan was eating. When he heard my voice, he seemed to be hiding."
"Really, Jin Shaoshan has something to eat in his hand?" When he heard that it was something to eat, the eyes of the two captains turned red, like hungry wolves who hadn't eaten meat for three days, which made people feel a little agitated.
Fear.
The messenger nodded affirmatively, and then said, "Well, I'm sure he has food. Although he hid it, I smelled the aroma of chicken."
"This Jin Shaoshan actually hid the food for himself and did not give it to the Japanese Imperial Army first. His conscience is really bad." After hearing this, the two captains were all angry.
After the order was sent, a squadron of Japanese soldiers immediately went to Jin Shaoshan's camp and asked him to hand over the food.