Unlike the calmness of the west bank, the east bank is brightly lit at this time, and busy people are running around to prepare materials and transport medicines. Many ordinary people even joined in it.

One battle caused more than 1,800 casualties to the Sichuan-Yu army. Now there are hundreds of wounded soldiers lying in hospitals or several temporary medical stations.

Liao Mingyu sucked over and saw it. All the doctors and nurses who were busy in front of each other. Injured soldiers were constantly sent over, screams and shouts were everywhere. The bloody smell in the air mixed with the smell of disinfectant made people feel nauseous.

The soldiers of the guard battalion who registered for type O blood had lined up to donate blood one by one outside. There were some enthusiastic people coming to help the scene. They just wanted to do their best to help the soldiers fighting bloody battles on the front line.

Liao Mingyu also found Xiao Zui in the busy crowd, but the latter just glanced at him from a distance and continued to join the work. The wounded were still waiting for their treatment.

This day was a busy medical staff led by Li Lei. They almost never had a rest. Everyone's body was covered with mottled blood. Fortunately, with everyone working together, the wounded had basically been treated.

There were also some soldiers who were too seriously injured but were not rescued, so they could only close their eyes unwillingly.

Most nurses in the hospital experienced this life and death scene for the first time. Watching the seriously injured soldiers die, it was really a torture for them. Many nurses hugged each other and cried bitterly in the end.

While arranging work, Shangguan Jieci usually had to comfort the emotions of these young nurses. In fact, she felt uncomfortable, fearing that the next person to carry in would be the face that was so familiar that it could not be.

Milong is still on the top of the mountain and his life is uncertain. Even if he feels uncomfortable, Shangguan Jieci does not show too much emotion because she is afraid of affecting others. She is like an omnipotent elder sister, strong and distressing.

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"Captain, this is the inquiry telegram sent by Shangfeng today. Do you want to take a look?"

In the Qiqipo Command, Fang Jingyao held a thick stack of telegrams and said to Liao Mingyu.

"Be good, are there so many?" Liao Mingyu picked up a few copies and looked at them. The content was nothing more than asking about the situation of the war and ordering the attack to stop.

"Not only that, there are two telegrams sent by Commander Song and the Military Affairs Department here. Which one should you see first when you are happy or sad?" Fang Jingyao preached with fun.

"Brother Fang also likes to joke. What did Chief Song and the Ministry of Military Affairs say?" Liao Mingyu shook his head and asked helplessly.

"It's nothing. The Ministry of Military Affairs scolded you, and there were a lot of high-sounding words, saying that the troops were transferred without authorization and they would be severely punished after the war."

Fang Jingyao shook one of the white papers in his hand and said disdainfully.

"Tsk... don't worry about them, a bunch of waste who are in corpse and eat." Liao Mingyu said indifferently.

This matter is big or small. Anyway, you can block the grandson's mouth by hitting the Nantian Gate. At worst, you can defeat the merits and demerits. Emperor Tian Gao is far away. Can you take me back to the military court?

"Well, you should take a look at this for Commander Song." Fang Jingyao suddenly handed him the telegram seriously.

Liao Mingyu looked at it carefully curiously, and the content of the telegram made his eyebrows slowly fall together.

Commander Song first scolded a few things they had taken on their own, but he still expressed his high praise for him in his later words.

The Nujiang River has been calm for too long, so someone should have come forward to muddle the stagnant pool of water, otherwise some people would have even forgotten that they were still fighting, and western Yunnan in China was still occupied by the Japanese.

However, Commander Song was not optimistic about this counterattack in the South Heaven Gate. He clearly stated in the telegram that two Japanese reinforcements were currently moving towards the South Heaven Gate.

The reinforcements of Tengchong were stopped by him, but it is hard to say how long it will take to stop them. Longling, the closest to the Nantianmen, also sent a unit and probably arrived at the battlefield tomorrow, so this battle is really hard to say.

From the bottom of his heart, Commander Song hoped that he could capture the South Heaven Gate, but at present, the troops on the east coast did not receive the attack orders from the highest commander, and he could not give orders to attack the entire line. Some of his troops were even a bit lip service, so the next thing had to be solved by him.

The central meaning is very simple. After the Nantianmen was defeated, he would personally ask for credit for Liao Mingyu, but if he couldn't defeat it, the troops would suffer heavy losses... Then someone would have to take all the responsibility, but Chief Song would never take the blame, so the truth was self-evident.

After reading this telegram, Liao Mingyu couldn't help feeling a little sad. The Japanese's actions were unhappy. In less than a day, two support troops had been sent one after another, and there were more than 100,000 troops behind him, but none of them could help.

There are only two troops that can be mobilized by the Yu Shi and the Sichuan Legion on the side of the Nujiang River. It seems that the progress must be accelerated, otherwise it may really fail!

"I called Meng Fan and asked if they had arrived at the designated location." Liao Mingyu said in a deep voice.

"yes!"

Seeing Liao Mingyu frowning, Fang Jingyao sighed slightly: "Does the regiment commander want to launch a general attack at night?"

"What else should I do? The plan cannot keep up with the changes. Since Japanese reinforcements have rushed over, let's fight quickly!" Liao Mingyu said in a stern manner.

According to the situation, the plan is still relatively smooth. After the bloody battle on this day, the Japanese army lost at least about 2,500 people. According to the Japanese's virtue, they will definitely attack at night. If he spends another day, then when the final general attack is over, Takeuchi will be in a desperate situation.

"I still recommend that at least launch the general offensive tomorrow morning, when we can rely on air support to minimize the difficulty and casualties of the offensive as much as possible, and artillery can also play a role."

Fang Jingyao thought about it and put forward his suggestion. Night battles are not easy for both offensive and defense, and the Sichuan Army does not have much experience in night attacks.

Who doesn't know this principle? But now I'm afraid of a sudden change. If the people behind you do something, you won't get air support, and there are no friendly troops nearby to fight for reinforcements. If the Japanese reinforcements arrive in advance, the entire battle situation will be passive.

Just when Liao Mingyu was hesitating, the guards at the door suddenly ran in and reported: "Captain, Master Yu sent someone here, please go to their command center immediately."

"Is there anything wrong? Forget it, Brother Fang, contact the troops, especially Meng Fan and others, and I will discuss it when I come back."

Although Liao Mingyu was a little irritated, he decided to go and have a look. If there was no emergency, Yu Xiaoqing would not have let him go there in person at night.

"I understand." Fang Jingyao nodded and replied.
Chapter completed!