Too fierce...
The scene... got out of control for a time.
After the Japanese reinforcements of more than 50,000 troops arrived, the momentum was too strong.
At this moment, the firepower of the New Second Division's troops was somewhat unable to keep up.
After all, the quantity is there.
The Japanese have three division-level artillery regiments plus a brigade-level artillery battalion...
Suddenly broke out...
The new second division suffered a big loss for a while.
The soldiers on the front line suffered heavy casualties...
And the casualties at this moment are stacking up crazily at a certain ratio.
If this trend continues, the casualty rate... will further increase.
"Send a telegram to that boy Fang Yu."
"The Japanese labor and capital have been lured to him, and the rest is up to him."
"Fuck..."
"We've almost reached this point."
"Stop dilly-dallying!"
"You have to do it...you have to do it!"
"Labour and management can't last long here!"
Li Yunlong gasped for air, and then wiped the black ash on his face. At this moment, he exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch...
This feeling of being crushed is not a good one.
All it takes to lure the ghost into the urn is the last trembling.
What the hell it will turn into in the end, everything... is unknown!
…
The Japanese temporary headquarters.
"good!"
"Well done!"
"Let the 17th Division, 52nd Division and 33rd Mixed Brigade be divided into three directions and press forward!"
"Let the troops of the 9th Division rest for a while, and then directly outflank the enemy's rear... completely blocking the retreat of the New First Division!"
"very good!"
"very good!"
"Half of the new First Division will soon be in vain!"
"The end! The total end!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
"As long as the 20,000 troops of the New First Division are completely destroyed, the New First Division will be severely damaged..."
"When the time comes, we will pursue the victory and capture Taiyuan..."
"The other half of the New First Division... should still be wandering in the closed city of Southern Province at this moment..."
"The glory of the empire... will eventually be protected by me!"
"empire!"
"Long live!"
"Long live!"
"The era of empire has arrived!"
"Everything is over!"
"The era of the new first division will eventually become a bubble! A bubble!"
"Avenge the 300,000 warriors of the empire who died in battle...!"
The commander of the Japanese 1st Imperial Army, Fujiwara Mayu, is also going crazy at this moment.
At this moment, he made a deep call and raised the corners of his mouth crazily.
The state of mind at this moment...bursts out without limit!
Eat for it!
Raging for it!
Supreme miraculous power, all visible!
"Is it really...that easy?"
"Could it be the troops of the New First Division who were defeated so easily?"
"If the New First Division...is destroyed so easily, will the empire lose 300,000 troops?"
Abe Yanghui, deputy commander of the Japanese 1st Imperial Army, sighed deeply.
I feel a little confused at the moment...
All this was very different from what he expected...
Not quite the same.
Densely packed.
Chaos.
Ridiculous.
"General Abe."
"What are you still doing here?"
"Shouldn't you go out to fight on the battlefield now?"
"To greet the glory of the Empire!"
"The position of general in the empire is not for you to show off."
"You need to go to the battlefield and prove the meaning and value of your existence, don't you?"
"My Lord General Abe?"
Fujiwara Mayu's disdainful gaze came through.
In the past, Abe Yanghui might have felt something, and would have involuntarily said and thought more, and then became angry...
But now... that's not the case at all.
There is only heaviness at the moment...
He had a very bad premonition...
Will such a premonition...come true?
Abe Yanghui felt dizzy at the moment...
At this moment, my hands are clenched, my breathing is suppressed, and I have nowhere to hide.
…
…
Near Quan City.
"Warriors!"
"The brothers of the new second division have already started a fierce battle with the Japanese!"
"In the previous battle, the New First Division has prepared a good example for us!"
"Now, it's your turn!"
"The next battle won't be so fancy."
"Nishizawa Tae!"
Fang Yu secretly shouted.
"Lord...Commander!"
Snap!
Nishizawa Tae, the commander of the Ghost Alliance Army, rushed over with his fat body shaking, and could not help but nod and bow at this moment.
"Um!"
"Later, your Ghost Alliance Army will be the vanguard."
"Reach the Japanese artillery position as quickly as possible. Is there any problem?"
Fang Yu's voice seemed very flat, as if there was no emotion at all.
"this……"
"Commander, the Japs...the Japs' artillery positions are in the rear..."
"We rush over from this position... This is not to die..."
"Forehead……"
Nishizawa Tae, the commander of the Ghost Alliance Army, turned his head. At this moment, he licked his lips and couldn't help but follow.
No matter how I look at this matter, I feel like something is not quite right...
My head was buzzing and my thoughts were confused.
"Um?"
"Do you have any other opinions?"
Fang Yu glanced over and smiled slightly.
"No...it's not..."
"No...no..."
"Commander, please rest assured!"
"Everyone in the Ghost Association Army will obey the command of the commander!"
"Commander, my subordinates should go back and do pre-war mobilization now, and rush over immediately! Defeat these damned and criminal devils!"
"Try to capture the Japanese artillery positions as early as possible for the commander! Clear the way for the main force!"
Snap!
Nishizawa Tae, the commander of the Ghost Association Army, said seriously.
"Um."
"Due to the special nature of this battle."
"So you are allowed to load 10 bullets into each 38-gun."
"In addition, each member of the Ghost Alliance Army will be issued two grenades."
"After this battle is over, on the basis of the original battle merit, two more battle merits will be added to each soldier of your Ghost Alliance Army."
"If you gather twenty heads of battle merit, you will have the freedom to work!"
Fang Yu grinned, patted Nishizawa Tae's shoulder and said.
"ah……"
"Yes...yes...Commander..."
Nishizawa Tae, the commander of the Ghost Alliance Army, opened his mouth, and then said with twitching corners of his mouth.
Twenty kills in battle? In exchange for freedom of work?
He had managed to get enough before, and the commander promised to fulfill his promise...
But the so-called freedom of work... is just another way of being cannon fodder...
Go to the mines and become a free miner.
Go to the arsenal to be the most miserable porter...
And so on...
If this continues, there will basically be no hope or future.
In the end, everything will come to an end.
He sighed with deep emotion.
In the end, isn’t this all still a joke?
There is no need to keep telling jokes like this.
Anyway...it doesn't make any sense in the end.
For Nishizawa Tae, the only choice at this moment is to exchange his loyalty for a place to live...
