The sound of fifty strings turning outside the Great Wall...
At this time, all kinds of strange emotions in my heart were vividly displayed.
present.
All kinds of murmurs were like a sharp sword thrust into his heart.
As if to open a crack in my heart...
That taste and feeling...
Feeling numb for no reason...
Except numbness, still numbness.
"Everyone..."
Mr. Chen, a man in military uniform, looked embarrassed...
Lies, ruthlessly exposed.
Who would have thought that it would look like this so soon...
Sad?
despair?
There are more and more messy emotions.
For a while...
The expression becomes faint... faint...
"Mr. Chen."
"We don't blame you, and we know that your intentions are good."
"Yes, yes, Mr. Chen..."
"When things have reached this point, we are indeed very heartbroken..."
"Pity……"
"It's like this, there's nothing we can do about it..."
"Mr. Chen, please tell us, what is the meaning of our persistence at this moment?"
"Mr. Chen, will we not see you in two days?"
"Mr. Chen, will you leave?"
…
Questions came from everywhere.
At this moment, they are springing up like bamboo shoots after a rain.
All kinds of words...
Now it was like a sharp knife, inserted directly into his heart.
The taste and feeling...it's obviously very uncomfortable.
But...so what?
"others."
"I can't promise that."
"But one thing, I can assure you..."
"When the mountain city breaks down with the sun, my flesh and blood will forge the city!"
"I!"
"I will fight with you to the death!"
"Defend the iron-blooded mountains and rivers of Xia Kingdom!"
"Gentlemen!"
"mutual encouragement!"
…
"war!"
"war!"
"war!"
"Slaughter the ghost bandits! I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
"Fight to the end!"
"Killing one is enough! Kill two and you can earn one!"
"that is it!"
"Fight to the death!"
roar.
Various roars were heard.
The body and mind are shaken.
In the eyes...
Passionate!
Emotions surged.
Xia Kingdom.
There is no shortage of hot-blooded men!
It’s just that a lot of times... I’m heartbroken.
How can I make up for my broken heart?
Those confused thoughts... focus on this.
Eventually it turned into nothingness.
"The decisive battle... to the end..."
"All you people with lofty ideals and heroes are here!"
"I, Chen Shaoxiu...Wuji!"
"kill!"
…
Vigorous...
At this moment at the fourth line of defense...
Tens of thousands of defenders of the mountain city braved artillery fire and hail of bullets... and launched numerous counterattacks.
Defeat the attacking Japanese again and again.
Repeatedly.
In the blood rain, suffering...
No one wants to retreat.
There is no way back.
On average, it takes less than ten hours to lose a line of defense.
Although there were preparations in advance, five lines of defense were specially set up.
But if we follow this trend, the five lines of defense will completely collapse within a few days.
When the time comes, they will directly arrive at the city gate and carry out bombardment.
At that time, how long can this dilapidated city wall last?
For a while.
All kinds of confusing emotions surged through my mind.
His eyes... gradually became erratic.
Sad.
Feeling.
To the point of... despair?
Perhaps so.
Or maybe... something new?
"General Chen."
"casualties……"
"More than a hundred thousand."
"But the Japanese didn't get any benefits."
"Our casualties are around 120,000, and the Japs' casualties are probably 40,000..."
"General Chen, follow your strategy and don't fight to the death."
"One shot for another."
"Every time the Japanese artillery fire subsides, it's time for our artillery to perform."
"I have to say, this routine...is really good."
"The Japanese casualties increased immediately."
"If we can maintain this casualty rate..."
"Forehead……"
"If we fight our more than 500,000 troops, we can kill nearly 200,000 Japs..."
"But there are a total of 370,000 Japs..."
"so……"
The major general and division commander first analyzed excitedly.
Halfway through the analysis.
His eyes gradually became distracted.
What replaced it was numbness and sadness...
For a moment, I felt like my whole body was stuck there.
It's unclear, the way is unclear.
The surge of emotions seemed very slow...very slow.
In the end, it all seemed to come to nothing.
"No matter how you calculate it, it seems... it's a dead end..."
"Mr. He."
"real……"
"Is there no other way?"
"General Chen..."
"just in case……"
The eyes are sad...
Thousands of thoughts, confused consciousness.
Everything seems very unreal...
Miserable, miserable, miserable...
Mr. Chen, a man in military uniform, turned his head.
Trying his best, he could only delay the destruction of the city for a while longer.
A casualty ratio of one to three.
For their mountain city, this is already a good record.
As for one versus one... they never dared to think about it.
Therefore, Mr. Chen, a man in military uniform, has long expected the ending.
If Mr. He had not rebelled but returned with his troops, there might be a glimmer of hope.
As for now.
What you do.
To a large extent.
Just do your best and obey fate...
It probably means... just going through the motions.
Whether it succeeds or fails, no one can control it.
That's it.
…
If you mourn your troops, you will surely win.
What was launched was a fatal charge.
Die early or die late, it's the same.
At the fourth line of defense...there are corpses everywhere...
The battle for position was particularly fierce.
The defenders of the mountain city suffered heavy casualties.
The Japanese also followed suit and screamed...
At this moment, the Japanese 1st Imperial Army, which is leading the battle... is constantly sending more troops...
"Damn it!"
"I can't hold it anymore!"
"My 1st Imperial Army is almost finished."
"Even if you are cannon fodder... you shouldn't be tortured like this, right?"
"Is it okay if we all get killed?"
"What's the point of this?"
"Master foster father!"
"Originally, my 1st Imperial Army still has more than 30,000 troops..."
"Look...look now..."
"It would be great if we could gather 10,000 people."
"The Third Imperial Army and the Fourth Imperial Army were even worse..."
"Whether the two imperial armies have 10,000 troops in total is the same thing..."
"Master foster father."
"The military power in your hands has been completely taken away from you."
"Master foster father!"
"Father!"
"What's the big deal if this goes on..."
"Father..."
"You... must come up with a charter now."
"Father, you can't... you can't mess around, you can't!"
…
hysteria.
Lips slurred.
Emotional rush.
Overflowing with passion...
For a while.
It seemed like everything was going to be shattered...crushed.
The commander of the Japanese 1st Imperial Army, Fujiwara Mayu, seemed very insecure...
Margin of safety, complete collapse.
There are no soldiers in hand, and I am too panicked.
As a cannon fodder general, if there is no cannon fodder under his command, how can he still be a general?
