After breaking through the first wall defense, the war seemed to suddenly become smooth, and countless Rakshasa soldiers began to retreat to the south, and the volunteers who broke through in the darkness climbed in from every gap that was blown up, and the black pressure was like ants. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"The general's order was passed on, the first division rested in place, and the follow-up troops continued the offensive...... Brothers, your mission has been successfully accomplished! The rest will be handed over to our Second Division......

"Fart! Lao Tzu exchanged his life for a breakthrough, why go down to rest...... The seriously wounded will rest on the spot and kill with Lao Tzu!"

The battle has reached this level, who will listen to the order to retreat, Chu Zhao's troops fought out half of the casualties, and finally it was time to reap the credit, and the fool retreated.

The defense line stretched for several kilometers was full of running soldiers, and people's ears were filled with the explosion of guns and screams of killing, and then there was the heavy breathing of exhaustion.

Banners were followed by a tidal wave of soldiers, marching along every street, chasing every lone Russian soldier, bullets and bayonets harvesting the slow-legged enemy.

The breakthrough was so smooth that in just half an hour the combined forces of the 1st and 2nd Divisions had already advanced three kilometers, and then the 3rd Division had already begun to charge, the 4th Division was warming up, and in another half an hour 40,000 troops would be all thrown into battle.

"It's enjoyable, it's really fucking enjoyable!" "Commando Captain, Fuso samurai Maori Ichigen took the Fuso samurai commando team to the forefront, the sword in his hand was full of blood, and there were still three bloody heads hanging from his waist.

"Battle exploits!hahaha...... God Amaterasu bless, it's all about war exploits here!hahaha......"

The Maori family is the head of the Western foreign daimyos, and the Tokugawa family has been bullied enough for hundreds of years, and today there is finally a great opportunity to grab military merits, and they don't want to fish with their lives.

Beside Maori Kazugen are the two family samurai of the Date family in the northeastern region of Fuso, Date Hakusa and Date Kitano, who are unwilling to fall behind the samurai of the southern country, and are desperately chasing and killing the fish that have slipped through the net, wanting to fight for credit.

"The samurai of the Maori family, don't be arrogant, there is an essential comparison!

"Hahaha...... Poor Northeast samurai, you were a bunch of hillbillies during the Warring States period, do you still want to surpass me today?

In the Japanese tradition, the head is the basic means of calculating the merits of the samurai, and there is a link to count the heads after each battle, and when the samurai of the Date family launched a hundred people to kill the challenge, how could the Maori family not fight.

Just when the two families were clamoring, a team of commandos ran around them, and the leader was Shimazu Asuka, a samurai of the Shimazu family in Kyushu.

When Shimazu Asuka ran by, the eyes of the samurai of Mori Kazugen and the Date family were about to pop out, and they actually found that Shimazu Asuka had five heads hanging from his waist, and the blood was dripping down as he ran back and forth.

Looking at the commando soldiers behind Shimazu Asuka, almost all of them are not left behind, and all of them have their heads hanging from their waists.

"A bunch of idiots! Battle exploits are made, not by you fighting here! No wonder you will never be able to compare to our Shimazu family! The Satsuma clan is the strongest ......."

"Baga, you idiot! Delay my time, and we will kill ...... too"

With a bang, the wooden door of a warehouse was kicked open, and two gunshots rang out inside, and the bullets grazed Shimazu's scalp and fired.

"Yo Xi! There is an ambush here...... Fire!" The soldier fired a salvo of his flat-ended rifle through the thin wooden wall of the warehouse, and then Shimazu Asuka and the other four samurai rounded their swords and rushed in.

Just listening to the clanging sound, coupled with a few screams, the battle was quickly over, and after a while, the samurai carrying the human head walked out, and Shimazu Asuka spit on the head of the person in his hand.

"Bad luck, it turns out that there are women and children hiding inside......" The long hair was wrapped around his hands, and the head of a Tsarist woman was dripping blood, and her eyes were wide and deadly.

"A woman's head can't be exchanged for war merits, throw it away and we will continue to kill...... Hey, you have a half-grown child's head in your hand? It should be half a soldier's credit, hurry up and hang it up, there is no such thing as war merit that cannot be wasted at all!"

When the two samurai of the Maori Ichigen and Date family saw that Shimazu Asuka had caught the battle exploits again, their eyes were red with envy: "What are you looking at stupidly? Kill me room by room! Kill them all without leaving them alive!"

The commandos around "Hai ......" shouted excitedly and followed the commander to smash open the wooden houses one by one, and the soldiers and civilians who were hiding in the melee were together.

The Japanese samurai in the Volunteer Army are completely different from the sword drawing team in the hands of Noheita and Hyotaro, and the sword drawing team has undergone Xiao Letian's strict training and continuous brainwashing, and is no longer very interested in the Japanese bushido.

However, these wild warriors in the Volunteer Army have only gone through a winter of military training, and the samurai habits on their bodies are very heavy, and once they encounter a chaotic battle, they can't see the direct Chinese chief above their heads, and their past set will be churned out again.

For example, the ignorant and backward tradition of a hundred people on the battlefield is a culture left over the millennium by bushido, and if you don't pay attention to it, the dregs will rise.

These Japanese samurai did not expect that it was their brutal massacre that provided the best opportunity for the people of the Tsarist army to slaughter Vadim.

Four kilometers south of the wall, in a semi-underground bunker, Vadim and all his commanders were having their last simple meeting when the door was slammed open just as the meeting ended.

A soldier covered in blood shouted, "Battalion commander, the Volunteers are killing civilians! Ava in the tavern is killed...... Her head was cut off and hung on the waist of the enemy, and several of Ava's brothers were dead......"

"What!" exclaimed the crowd.

"Sit down!" Vadim roared to quell all the angry officers, he suppressed the excitement in his heart, he knew that this was the best opportunity for morale from the enemy, and it was up to him whether he could seize it.

"My comrades-in-arms, my brothers, this is war, do you see? This is war...... The enemies have made up their minds that they will slaughter the city! They will kill us all......"

"If we don't fight hard at this time, what are we waiting for? In the middle of the night, we must kill all these bastards, and one life will be exchanged for two or three lives of the enemy, and we will die with them!"

"Only in this way can our reinforcements defeat the enemy, and our descendants can live on this land!

Vadim jumped on the shell box and raised his arms and shouted, "All of you, the one who doesn't have the blood of the Chinese on his body? The one in your stomach that has not been filled with human flesh? They won't let us go, since we will definitely die, why don't we fight again!"

"Before we go to hell! Let's ...... here. Become...... Hell!"