With Liu Lang's order, 80 unconscionable cannons that had been resting for a long time opened fire again, throwing an average of two explosive packs per gun, and no matter what accuracy or inaccuracy, as long as 7 kilograms of explosives were thrown into the river valley.

Another 160 explosives packs, and after finally leaving the mountain road, it took hard to find the Japanese troops who could defend against the fire from both sides, and many of them were blown up with blood by the stones flying everywhere.

Yaga! You don't play your cards according to reason! At this moment, the hearts of the Japanese army were naturally extremely resentful. I was stunned by this kind of explosive bag that has no ballistics to follow, and after fighting for a long time, I finally found a stable place after paying a lot of casualties, and it looks like an offensive and defensive war, why did you start throwing this immoral thing again?

The Japanese soldiers in the natural ravines in the river valley had to tilt their necks and stare carefully at the sky, the ravines and rocks could block bullets, but they could not stop the explosives bags that fell down, in case they fell into the ditch, and the people in the hundreds of meters of ravines had to be rushed into the sky by the air waves generated by the thing, and they had to fall half to death if they didn't die.

After the explosives were blown up, mortars and mountain artillery scattered on the ridge were fired, but instead of a covering attack, they were shelled at fixed points based on the positions where the Japanese troops had gathered a lot from the artillery observers in the front.

Only those who stand on the hill can see more clearly, the most concentrated artillery fire is about 300 meters before and after the bayonet battalion and the Panshi battalion are about to rush down the mountain to establish a blocking position, Liu Lang wants to use 20 minutes of artillery bombardment to drive away all the Japanese troops in this area, and establish a passage formed purely by artillery fire.

After all, although this tactic of rushing into the Japanese position and dividing and encircling the Japanese army can effectively compress the enemy's living space and speed up the collapse of the Japanese army, it also has to pay a certain price.

Especially when the enemy on both sides discovers the opponent's attempt, he will definitely launch a decisive charge to kill the opponent, and if he does not establish a blocking position, even if the firepower advantage of the bayonet battalion and the rock battalion is huge, once the Japanese army who does not hesitate to break through the fire network and fight each other in close combat, that casualty is unacceptable to Liu Lang.

Because, once the two armies are only 100 meters or even 50 meters apart, the artillery battalion can hardly give them any assistance, and they are not strong enough to accurately carry the shells to the range of 100 meters, under the shells, all life is fragile, whether it is enemy or friendly troops.

The Japanese troops who could not see the overall situation naturally did not know, they only knew that under the suddenly intensified artillery fire of the Chinese, they had to withstand the artillery fire on their heads and guard against the deadly bullets fired from the mountains on both sides, especially the Japanese troops located in the middle of the river valley.

Only the Japanese soldiers who chose a good position at the beginning and hid in the rocks or grass at the foot of the mountain were happy at this time, as long as they did not shoot and did not expose themselves, and hid their heads and cheeks, generally speaking, the danger was not very great. Whether the Chinese are artillery, infantry or machine guns, except for the explosive packets flying in the sky, which may blow up one by one, the rest are found and then hit, and do not shoot blindly.

Since discovering this characteristic of the Chinese army, many Japanese soldiers, especially those second-line soldiers of the baggage wing, have hid in the grass or rocks and never fired again, even if the commanders who had silenced them roared and counterattacked, they did not fight.

What are the fierce faces and anxious roars of the commanders compared to the precious lives? What's more, many of the commanders who had the courage to roar and command went to chat with Amaterasu. Therefore, many people are even more comfortable hiding just not to take the head, as for what if the Chinese rush down? Naturally, someone will fight back. The excuses made by the second-line soldiers of the Japanese army, who had no bottom limit, seemed to be very right.

This is actually similar to the psychology of a soldier who can crush dozens of captives on the road and even drive them into a pit without anyone resisting, all wanting to save themselves and counting on others to resist, but the final outcome is that everyone dies.

Therefore, when Ling Hong's suggestion had already fired all the explosives packages and could be discarded, the oil drums containing at least 200 catties of sand and gravel rolled down from the mountains, and many of these Japanese soldiers who were still feeling happy were unlucky.

In particular, it was located exactly where the three battalions were about to rush down the mountain, and ten oil drums were one every two meters, and ten oil drums crashed down the mountain more than 30 meters wide.

The mountain of Taihang Mountain is not like the Great Wall, there are steep slopes and gentle slopes, the mountains are generally very steep, the mountains on both sides of the river valley, especially the position of the position, although it is not said that it is eighty or ninety degrees, but sixty or seventy degrees are still there, and the growth is basically based on shrubs, even if there are trees, after the acceleration of the height difference of more than ten meters in the oil drum of 200 catties, it is like the violent energy of wild horses running wild on the grassland, it is also a collision and break. There may be thicker stumps or stones that can hinder these thick "rolling logs", but that is just a matter of throwing them high or changing direction.

There were even two oil drums colliding in the air, making a terrible crashing sound, and then smashing up the hill and rolling down again.

The sound of "boom" was like thunder, and when you look up from the river valley, the lush mountains seem to have been cut down by a giant rake, the bushes and grass are desperately separated to both sides, and the waist-thick trees are also smashed with a bang.

Seeing this scene, the Japanese soldiers who happened to be in this range all turned pale and shouted, and many of them ran to both sides or downward with their hands and feet, like frightened groundhogs.

Don't say it, the earthy yellow military uniform looks like that in the green.

However, this is obviously in vain, not to mention that the red warriors on the opposite mountain aim at the "groundhogs" who are scurrying wildly in their field of vision and shoot and hunt, even if they rush down the oil drums that have carried thousands of catties of strength, they can easily crush them into pulp.

Those who do not move on their stomachs will be crushed to death by the life that passes on them, and those who want to escape but are bumped or hit will be knocked or hung up, and then fall from a height of more than ten meters, and there will hardly be anyone alive. However, the worst thing was not the Japanese troops hiding in the rocks and bushes on the mountain, but the Japanese troops who were twenty or thirty meters away from the mountain road.

The oil drum, which was accelerated by the potential energy of hundreds of meters high, rolled frantically towards the river beach for another seventy or eighty meters, and on this section of the road, no matter what it hit, it was smashed, even if it was a stone. Even the people behind the stones were all smashed. Many of the oil drums were hung with fresh hair and flesh.

This wave of unexpected attacks is not like explosives packets or cannonballs, which basically blow people away, even if they blow up to pieces, if you don't deliberately look at it, you won't see blood. But this is almost a road paved with flesh and blood.

On Ling Hong's side alone, at least more than 20 Japanese soldiers were killed and wounded.

Ling Hong, who put down all the three oil drums allocated to him in one go, couldn't help but take a breath: "Good girl, I knew this earlier, bring two thousand oil drums, and it won't take many bullets to smash all these bastards to death." ”

Of course, this is somewhat of a joke. The Japanese army is not stupid, the first wave of attacks suffered, and people will not find a place to hide from a position that you can't smash? The same is true of the Flying Thunder Artillery, except that the first two waves caused relatively large casualties, and the Japanese troops who found its pattern have suffered much fewer casualties in the later rounds of bombing.

Thirty oil drums are already very fierce, not to mention fifty on Liu Dazhu's side.

Ryo Ikeda, who was more than 600 meters away from the Chinese carrying out such a "primitive" attack, was also alarmed by this huge momentum. A bad premonition rose in his heart, even if the Chinese on the opposite mountain already had the intention of rushing down the mountain, but it was not as strong as this premonition, and the Japanese military Major Zuo was lying in a deep ditch and secretly holding a telescope to observe.

On this battlefield, not being sneaky is a complete act of death. Forty minutes ago, the leader of the baggage squadron, who had been extremely careful to check the situation of the enemy with a telescope, was shot in the telescope, and the bullet shattered the lens of the telescope and penetrated his right eye, and next to the bloody eye socket was a fragment of broken glass embedded in the bloody face that glistened in the autumn sun.

The frightening cruelty of Ikeda made Ikeda understand that he was surrounded by Chinese sharpshooters, sharpshooters with extreme marksmanship, and his signal soldiers were all killed by them.

The first to show his head was his grandson, and Ikeda Shaoza, who was the first to save his life, never showed his head since, including when he looked at the mountain a few hundred meters away with a frown.

What the hell are the Chinese doing? Starting to throw up the logs?

As a row of soldiers in dark blue and gray uniforms moved down the path opened up by the crazy oil barrels at high speed, the eyes of the Japanese soldier Shaozo suddenly widened.

Baga's, he misjudged, the Chinese, actually began to charge.

Is the final moment coming? Ryo Ikeda closed his eyes in pain.

From this moment on, he knew that his ambition to drag it out until dark was completely gone.

The Chinese would rather pay huge casualties than let them go.

"Order the whole army to take bayonets and prepare for a battle to the death." Ryo Ikeda, who had lost all hope, ordered with his red eyes.

He didn't really want to die, but at this time, he could only fight to the death. If he does not fight to the death, I am afraid that his mother will live on the streets, his gentle and beautiful wife will become the playthings of the powerful, and the lovely children will not have enough to eat. This truth is still very clear to the Japanese army Shaozo.

However, the scene he imagined that the Chinese who rushed down the mountain would charge at them and fire ferociously did not appear.

The Chinese who rushed down the hill in sight instead shot and crushed all the resistance around them, while building fortifications based on the mountain, and some carried the black objects that rushed down the mountain to the river valley, waving sapper shovels to dig up bunkers.

Are they trying to make claws? A trace of doubt only flashed in the mind of the Japanese soldier Shaozo for only a second.

The next moment, the Japanese soldier Shaozo, who was full of heart, shouted hoarsely: "Kill the chickens, give them, the whole army will turn around, charge to the death, and kill them all." ”