Super dictator.

In the temporary headquarters of the 7th Japanese Infantry Regiment, time seemed to have stopped suddenly. The originally noisy headquarters suddenly became silent, and the silence was terrifying. All the generals stood in their positions and even forgot to breathe. .

The dim oil lamp reflected on the motionless Japanese face inside, appearing erratic, flickering.

The signal soldier crawled on the ground and did not dare to move. The other soldiers inside lowered their heads for fear that Miyoshi would take revenge on him.

In the middle of the headquarters, Miyoshi Xingxing and a group of Japanese staff around the table all looked ashen and disheveled.

Miyoshi Chengxing, who had been standing and directing the battle all night, seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and suddenly fell limply on the chair.

It seems to be asking the staff around, and it seems to be asking myself: "Why, why did you fail? Just a little bit, almost Wei Jichen will fall into my hands."

The staff officers around all looked ashamed, some of them moved their mouths, but they didn't know what to say.

After a long time, a staff officer next to him saw that Miyoshi was still in a daze, so he could only comfort him: "Your Majesty, it is because of Yijun's timely rescue that our army let Wei Jichen and others escape."

The mood of these staff officers was the same as that of Miyoshi Xingxing. They saw that Wei Zijun had been trapped to death, so they immediately gathered and wiped them out.

"Yijun! What the hell did Masasa Sato do?" The staff officer didn't care what he said, but Miyoshi Chengxing was furious when he said it, and his original depression turned into anger.

Wei Zijun's attack was weak, and he was already waiting for the 19th regiment to encircle him. Seeing that the duck was about to be cooked, he had thought that it would fly away in the end. One can imagine the gap in his heart.

"Sure, we must send him to the military court of the empire." Miyoshi Chengxing clenched one hand into a fist and thumped the table vigorously, saying bitterly.

The temporary station of the 17th Regiment, Sato Masa, who was sent to a court-martial by Miyoshi, looked like he wanted to commit suicide by caesarean section.

Sato was picking up the Sun Tzu's Art of War on the table, and tore it to pieces with regret.

It has been several hours since Ma Jinxu's Yi army retreated out of the city, until Gui Tailang sent a message that Wei Zijun had retreated, asking him to pay attention to the movement of the army in the city.

It wasn't until then that Masao Sato connected all the signs and hurriedly dispatched soldiers into the city to investigate. Finally, he learned that all the troops in the city had gone to the city, leaving only an old dog walking back and forth at the gate of the city like no one else. Laughing at Masa Sato's ignorance, shallowness, and pretentiousness.

Sato Zhengda's army was about to go out in pursuit, and received a message from Gui Taro, saying that Wei Zijun had broken through his encirclement, and it was the Yi army in the city who came to meet him, and Wei Zijun escaped.

Sato is that regretful, even if the water of the three rivers is poured out, it will be difficult to extinguish it.

Captain Zheng Shizhen saw that Sato was dying of shame, he couldn't help but sighed, stepped forward to hug him gently, and patted his back for comfort.

At this time the sky was already bright, and after the defenders of Elm Fort escaped, Wei Jichen was afraid that the Japanese would pursue him, so he ran to meet Ma Jinxu at the three-way intersection without stopping, and then fled to Haicheng in a hurry.

Wei Jichen didn't know that the 5th Brigade had suffered even more losses than he had imagined, and had no energy left to pursue them. If it wasn't for the fact that Sato Masa's 17th Regiment still maintained great combat effectiveness, Katsura Katsura would have thought of retreating.

After daybreak, Gui Tailang and Dazhao Shangmin ordered the sergeants to clean up the battlefield and collect the corpses of their own soldiers. As for the corpses of the Chinese soldiers, the Japanese were of course not so kind to bury them, and they threw them in the wild at will as food for wild animals.

Then the two counted the number of people, calculated the casualties and losses, and found that, except for the 17th Wing, which had few casualties, the 7th Wing and the 19th Wing both suffered more than half of the casualties.

The 7th Infantry Regiment, which was a three-way trip, was completely disabled. About 600 people were killed, and even more were injured. Almost everyone was injured, and more than 7 people lost combat effectiveness. There are two thousand people.

Needless to say, the 19th Wing, including the casualties in the previous few days, lost two-thirds. Only 2000 people left in the 1000-strong wing can still fight, and more than [-] people were killed. Those who got off were all disabled people lying on the ground and unable to get up.

Gui Tailang was silent for a long time after seeing the report on the casualties of the soldiers. It took a long time before he spoke out and said to Dazhang Shangmin: "Let the tiger go back to the mountain, it will be a disaster."

Dabao Shangmin nodded and said: "Wei Jichen is invincible, he can only be outsmarted. It is better to report to the base camp and let the base camp formulate a detailed plan to deal with him."

"That's right!" Katsura said with a sigh.

Gui Tailang was thinking about how to kill Wei Jichen, and Wei Jichen was also thinking about killing him.

After reuniting with Ma Jinxu's army, Wei Jichen had time to count the soldiers and horses. This count dealt a great blow to Wei Jichen.

The defenders of Yushubao, including the battalion Yijun that Ma Yujiao came to aid, had a total of only 700 troops left, Wei Zijun had 200 people left, and Ma Yujiao had [-] people left.

500 people, including those non-combatants including those long husbands and cooks, there are only a few people left. Monk Xiao died in battle, Cheng Bushi died in battle, and there are more than a dozen other sentinel officers, big and small, and Shi Changzhan. People, the junior officers were almost wiped out.

Wei Jichen looked haggard, and kept silent with a gloomy face, with a murderous aura radiating from his body that even his own people didn't dare to get too close.

Wei Jichen had completely missed Feng Sheng'a. Wei Jichen was not a kind person, nor was he the kind of open-minded person who would smile at others even if he was slapped in the face.

He is the kind of person who has revenge, complains and complains. People don't offend me, I don't offend others, but if others offend me, I will offend others. Otherwise, he wouldn't kill the one who killed his sister in modern times. The dignitaries are here.

"Brother, drink some water." Nie Cairong carefully brought a handful of water with a worried face, and put it to Wei Jichen's lips.

During the march, only Nie Cairong still spoke a few words to him from time to time without respect or fear.

Wei Jichen turned his head and took a small sip. Nie Cairong took out a silk scarf from his bosom, dipped it in some water, and gently wiped off the dust and blood on Wei Jichen's face.

Then he tidied up Wei Jichen's clothes, and when this scene fell into the eyes of the two soldiers carrying the stretcher, their expressions couldn't help but become extremely weird.

I can't help thinking about it in my heart, this officer Nie is white and tender, so he is really a rabbit son, but I didn't expect Master Wei to have such a hobby, alas, the hero is sad for a handsome man.

If Wei Jichen, who was lying on it, knew that the two soldiers carrying the stretcher thought so, he would definitely punish them to sleep together overnight.

Not only the two soldiers thought this way, even Wang Shizhen, even the simple-minded Huzi, Mengzi and the others sensed that something was wrong. The actions and expressions that Nie Cairong showed in the past two days were not at all like a man should treat. Another man should have.

When they met again that day, the generals thought that Nie Cairong had such a big reaction because he was too surprised.

But now that the danger is gone, Nie Cairong is still the same, which is a bit interesting, if everyone knows that these two people have never been together alone at night, they can't help but think about where to go.

Wei Jichen glanced over the faces of the surrounding sergeants inadvertently, and immediately noticed their weird expressions, and after a little thought, he understood what was going on.

"Rongcai, if you hadn't led the troops to rescue me this time, I would have been doomed." Wei Jichen said in a hoarse voice.

When Nie Cairong heard Wei Jichen's words, she really forgot to move, put away the silk scarf, put it in her arms, smiled like a flower, and then immediately suppressed her smile, pretending to be serious and said: "It's all trivial things, not worth mentioning."

That expression is like you are praising me to your heart's content.

Wei Jichen smiled secretly, and his mood improved a lot. This 'good brother' himself is still a child who hasn't grown up.

"That's right." Wei Jichen moved his body, and then said softly: "My dear brother, I don't know your last name, I forgot to ask you last time when I was in a hurry, this time I can't leave any regrets. "

Wei Jichen bit the word virtuous brother very hard, and Nie Cairong understood what he meant as soon as he heard it.

"Idiot!" Nie Cairong scolded softly first, and said, "I have told you countless times in front of you, big brother, that you are the one who didn't pay attention and didn't care about me."

Nie Cairong raised her mouth, her face swelled into two buns, looking angry.

"Is there?" Wei Jichen was stubborn and refused to admit it.

"What's the matter? I told you my real name when I made obeisance to you, big brother." Nie Cairong was like an irritated little tigress, showing two small canine teeth, and stared fiercely at Wei Jichen.

"It's so beautiful!" Wei Jichen rolled his eyes and didn't argue with her. He knew that arguing with a woman would never lead to any results. It's better to take a slanted sword and break through from the side.

Sure enough, when Nie Cairong, who was still a little angry at first, heard these two words, Xia Fei's cheeks were filled with embarrassment, and her beautiful eyes didn't dare to stare at Wei Jichen anymore.

Just when Wei Jichen was about to forget what happened just now, Nie Cairong who was walking beside suddenly pointed to the two small characters embroidered on the lower right corner of the silk scarf in his hand, and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "Nie Cairong!"

After finishing speaking, Nie Cairong fled away from Wei Jichen's side as if flying away, leaving Wei Jichen who was used to seeing Nie Cairong's carelessness stunned.

This, just to say a name, is it necessary to be so shy?At this time, he realized that Nie Cairong also had a lot of childish attitudes.

"Nie Cairong? Nie Rongcai, Nie Cairong!" Wei Jichen recited these two names silently, dumbfounded, so why didn't he think about the name so opportunistically.