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At half past eight in the morning on January 28, 1912, the Chinese army's artillery bombardment was transferred from Hartian Gis to the high ground on both sides of the town, and the dense shells fell on the hills on both sides, enveloping these hills, which were relatively less than 100 meters high, in the smoke of gunpowder. *――e-n-g-c-o-m-*

"Damn, the Chinese put the main goal of the attack on the high ground on both sides, and they want to take the high ground on both sides first, and then attack Hartiangis! Order the front-line troops, be sure to hold the high ground on both sides! Lieutenant General George ordered. Whether or not the high ground on both sides of Hartian is directly related to whether the US military can hold on to Hartian Geis. Once the high ground on both sides is captured by the squadron, the squadron will be able to condescend and give full play to its firepower advantage.

On a flat ground five kilometers from Hartiangis, the commander of the mercenary army, General Yoshimasa Oshimasa, gathered a group of division commanders and gave the order to attack!

"Ladies and gentlemen, General Xie and General Du have given orders for us to conquer the high ground on both sides of Hartiangis. This is the trust of the great squadron in us, we must defeat the Americans and let the Chinese generals see our combat effectiveness! Admiral Yoshimasa Oshima said.

The commanders of the divisions, their faces are a little unnatural, they are all old people in the army, and although their military literacy is a little out of step with the times, they are also very good in the army. They have all been observed. The fortifications built by the U.S. military on the heights on either side of Hartian are not impregnable, though they are not impregnable. But if you fill it with human lives, you will definitely leave a corpse in the ground.

"Your Excellency, the fortifications built by the Americans on the high ground on both sides are very strong. It was all made up of ring fortifications with a large number of permanent fire points, trenches and bunkers, etc., and it was feared that there would be heavy casualties if such fortifications were to be overcome. A short, middle-aged general said with some concern.

"Yaga! Ishikawa-kun, what is your attitude? Are you cowardly? You are now the commander of a major general's division of mercenaries. Have you lost the courage of a samurai? General Yoshimasa Oshima scolded!

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency!" The middle-aged general who was scolded by General Yoshimasa Oshima immediately apologized in fear, he was none other than Major General Taro Ishikawa, the commander of the 7th Division of the Rìmoto Mercenary Army.

"I know it's very difficult to conquer the heights on either side of Hartiangis, but we are all warriors. The difficulty of this is simply insignificant to us. What's more, the squadron will provide us with fire support, and we will give full play to the bravery of the samurai to defeat the Americans! Admiral Yoshimasa Oshima said.

"Hay!" The commanders of the division hurriedly said.

"Ishikawa-kun. The No. 1 high ground on the left is in charge of your 7th Division, and the No. 2 high ground on the right is in charge of the 3rd Division, even if you fight to the last man. Also to defeat the Americans and take the high ground! Admiral Yoshimasa Oshima said.

"Hay. Your Excellency, General! Major General Taro Ishikawa and another middle-aged general hurriedly took the order. Although they knew that the task was very difficult, they had no way to refuse.

At nine o'clock in the morning, after the Chinese artillery had shelled the heights on both sides of Hartiangis for half an hour, the 7th and 3rd Divisions of the Rìben mercenaries immediately launched an attack on the heights on both sides.

"The Chinese Empire is onboard! rì Ben mercenaries onboard! "A large number of rìben mercenaries, armed with rifles and cats, launched an attack on the high ground on either side of Hartiangis. These mercenaries are equipped with Type 89 rifles eliminated by the Chinese Army, and they have to carry two grenades around their waists, which is the standard equipment of ordinary mercenary soldiers.

"Da Da Da! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! The heavy machine guns and mortars of the mercenaries also opened fire, providing cover for the soldiers.

"Hey! Quickly enter the position, the yellow-skinned monkeys rushed up! The first company went to the left, the second company went to the right, and the third company defended the central place! U.S. Army Major Battalion Commander Thomas ordered. His defensive zone is the western section of the first line of defense on Heights 1 to the left of Hartiangis. The defense line of less than one kilometer was defended by more than 700 people of his battalion. When the Chinese artillery launched a heavy shelling, they all hid in the anti-artillery holes prepared in advance, and waited until the shelling was over before entering the position. The anti-artillery hole is very strong, and after digging a hole in the mountain, it is reinforced with reinforced concrete, which can effectively prevent the bombardment of heavy artillery!

"Hurry, hurry! Machine guns stand up, and those yellow-skinned monkeys are coming up! "The rank and file officers of the U.S. military ordered. Although the shelling of the Chinese artillery did not cause many casualties to them, the fortifications were blown up in scattered places, and many fixed fire points were destroyed, and many barbed wire fences and deer barricades were destroyed.

"Fire! Kill those yellow-skinned monkeys! An American second lieutenant yelled loudly.

"Da Da Da! Bang bang bang! The heavy machine guns, light machine guns, and rifles of the U.S. army fired wildly at the attacking mercenaries, and the dense bullets hit them, and the bodies of the mercenary soldiers bloomed with blood and fell to the ground one by one.

"Kill! Kill those white ghosts! The casualties of the comrades-in-arms not only did not make these mercenaries cowardly, but instead provoked their rebellious beasts, who bent their waists and rushed towards the defensive positions of the American army step by step.

"Fire cover! Mortars, knock out the heavy machine guns of the Americans! A squadron leader yelled.

The battle was very fierce, and the mercenaries of the two divisions launched fierce attacks on the high ground on both sides of Hartiangis. The U.S. soldiers stationed on the high ground used superior firepower to kill these attacking mercenary soldiers. Although it is still a light infantry force of more than 12,000 people, its firepower is very strong, and the platoon level is equipped with heavy machine guns and mortars, and each division also has an artillery battalion equipped with 24 light 105-mm guns.

Although the mercenaries are very brave and fearless of death, their flesh and blood are always no match for steel. Under the heavy fire of the American army, the mercenaries piled up corpses at the foot of the mountain. After most of the rìben mercenaries rushed to the foot of the mountain, they were immediately killed by the condescending American troops, and almost no one was able to escape.

"Boom! Rumble! "Two mortar shells fell into the trenches of the US army, killing several US soldiers who were working on a heavy machine gun to kill the mercenaries, and the heavy machine gun was also blown into parts.

"Rush up, rush up! Kill all those white ghosts! Taking advantage of this gap, many rìben mercenaries rushed to the high ground.

The 100-meter-high construction site is not steep, which makes it easy for mercenaries to rush up. However, the dense firepower on the U.S. military position became an insurmountable barrier, and many of the charging mercenary soldiers were killed, and then the corpses rolled down from the high ground, but the comrades who were climbing behind were also affected.

The commander of the 7th Division of the Rì Mercenary Army, Taro Ishikawa, watched his soldiers being killed continuously, and his heart felt as if he was dripping blood. Although he didn't care about the lives of these ordinary soldiers, for the various divisions of the mercenary army, the soldiers had become an important guarantee of the power of their division commanders, and once the soldiers died, they would have no status in the mercenaries. In the country, there are still many old officers from the Emperor's period waiting to replace them!

"Your Excellency, Division Commander, the Americans' defenses are too strong for our men to fill up at all. My brigade has suffered more than half of its casualties by now! An officer of Osa's head hung his head and reported to Taro Ishikawa.

"Yaga!" Ishikawa Taro scolded, and then "snapped" to the brigade commander with two slaps, and scolded loudly: "Your soldiers are dead, then you will charge in person." You won't have forgotten how to fight like a samurai? ”

"Hay! Your Excellency, Commander of the Division, rest assured, I will prove to you that I am a qualified samurai! The brigade commander said in a deep voice, and then immediately returned to the front.

A few minutes later, the attack of the rì army became more violent, and although the dense fire of the American army was still slaughtering these mercenaries, their attack was still very sharp. A large number of rìben mercenaries, stepping on the corpses of their dead comrades, charged towards the high ground, and not long after the battle began, a thick layer of corpses had accumulated under the high ground.

"Da Da Da!" Sergeant Dark, a light machine gunner, has been holding a machine gun in his hand since the battle began, and the red-hot bullets shry out of his machine gun, killing all the attacking mercenaries. The barrels of the guns had turned red, but Sergeant Duck didn't notice it at all. He was completely numb, and all he knew was to pull the trigger and kill the rìben mercenaries who were climbing up the high ground like ants!

"Click!" The crisp sound of the firing pin striking sounded, but no bullets came out.

"Damn, why did something suddenly go wrong?" Sergeant Darker cursed. However, by this time he had no time to repair it, threw the machine gun aside, grabbed a rifle and continued to fire.

And at this time, several mercenary soldiers had already taken the opportunity to rush up. Several grenades were thrown into the trenches, blowing up the American soldiers inside. The mercenary soldiers jumped into the trenches, rifles in hand, and engaged in a fierce white-knuckle battle with the American troops. Although the US soldiers are tall and tall, they have a great innate advantage in white-knuckle warfare. But in terms of technology, it can't be compared with the mercenary soldiers at all, and even intimidated by the fierce momentum of the mercenary soldiers!