Kill him, yes, kill him!

Thinking of this, Maeda Shaozo looked at Qi Yunfei, who was still killing on the battlefield, and his eyes became more and more cold. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Immediately, Maeda Shaozo turned his head and ordered towards the messenger on the side.

"Pass the message and order all the gunners to abandon the attack on the remaining three city gates, and let all the guns aim at the position of the west gate of Tengcheng!"

He didn't believe that there was any chance of survival for a mere Zhina person under such heavy artillery fire!

"Hey!"

Immediately, the messenger gave a respectful military salute, and then hurriedly ran out and truthfully conveyed Maeda Shaosa's order.

Completely ignoring the existence of soldiers on their own side of the shelling target that Shao Zuo said in his mouth, there were soldiers on their own side.

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Tengcheng, West Gate.

With Qi Yunfei's killing like no man's land, the soldiers of the seventh and ninth detachments sent by the Japanese army all fell one after another and fell on the bloody battlefield.

Only the Japanese soldiers of the last eighth detachment, because they ran relatively backward, escaped for the time being.

However, as the last Japanese soldier of the Japanese Seventh Detachment also fell one after another, Qi Yunfei's eyes finally looked at the entire battlefield, the only remaining Japanese soldiers of the Eighth Detachment.

Standing next to the bloody and mutilated corpses everywhere, Qi Yunfei raised his head slightly, and showed a very sunny and bright smile to the surviving Japanese soldiers.

Of course, in the eyes of the Japanese soldiers, this was equivalent to a smile from death.

It's so terrifying, hideous!

"Run! Run......

In an instant, after realizing that they had been targeted by death, the Japanese soldiers of the eighth detachment did not choose to shoot at the other party, but chose to turn around and flee.

It's not that they don't want to shoot, but because they all know that shooting has no effect on the person in front of them.

On the contrary, it will anger the other party and make his death more miserable!

"Boom ......"

Suddenly, on the battlefield, there was a sudden thunderous rumble, and the ground seemed to shake slightly.

"Boom ......"

Immediately, a shell fell from the sky and landed between Qi Yunfei and the Japanese soldiers of the Eighth Detachment, and with a "boom", a huge pit was smashed on the ground.

"Great, it's Dazuo and they sent someone to support us!"

Looking at the pit on the ground that had been smashed by the shells, the Japanese soldiers who had already had the intention of retreating all stopped and cheered excitedly.

However, the next moment, they couldn't laugh anymore.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! Boom ......"

As bursts of artillery fire rang out, one after another, shells fell on the battlefield one after another, bombarding continuously.

Japanese rear.

Four mountain guns, eighteen mortars, under the operation of the artillerymen, operated at the same time, and the momentum caused was enormous.

The artillerymen completely complied with their Maeda Shaosa's orders, constantly reloaded with ammunition, and carried out indiscriminate bombardment of the battlefield at the west gate of Naten Castle.

However, not all shells can accurately fall on Qi Yunfei, the primary bombing target.

Some of the shells fell into the phalanx of the Japanese Eighth Detachment, their own soldiers.

For a time, the sound of artillery roared, wails were heard all over the field, blood droplets flew everywhere, and limbs were splashed.

Countless Japanese soldiers, screaming like this, fell under the fire of their own people.

"TMD, these little devils are simply a bunch of out-and-out crazy people, they even blew up their own people?"

The soldiers of the 44th Regiment, who were hiding in the trench position, looked at the little devils who were under artillery fire one by one, wailing and falling to the ground, and smashed their tongues.

The madness of these little devils really scared them.

However, looking at the little devils who fell in a pool of blood one by one, no one felt sympathy for their plight.

The crazier these little devils are, the better, and it would be better if all the little devils kill each other.

It's just that soon, they can't help but worry again.

After all, their regimental commander is now on that battlefield.

Moreover, it is also the primary target of those little devils.

"Deputy Commander, you say, will he be okay?"

A soldier of the 44th Regiment, squatting, crawled to the side of his deputy regiment commander, looked at the billowing smoke and dust kicked up by the shells outside the position, and asked Zhang Zhongliang worriedly.

Although, the strength that Qi Yunfei showed just now really surprised them all.

However, in this era, no matter how high the martial arts are, it is impossible to be higher than the artillery!

Under such dense artillery fire, even a steel plate can be directly blasted into iron slag, not to mention their regiment commander, this flesh and blood.

"Don't worry, the head of the regiment will be fine!"

Zhang Zhongliang also stared at the battlefield tightly, shook his head gently, and answered the soldier's question.

In fact, Zhang Zhongliang himself is also worried.

It's just that when I thought of it, my regiment commander had also been bombarded by shells before, but he still appeared in front of them like no one.

Suddenly, Zhang Zhongliang's heart, which was about to mention his throat, also calmed down a little.

Moreover, under such intensive artillery fire, even if they wanted to go up and help, it would not change anything.

On the contrary, it may become a drag on the head of his own regiment.

Now, the only thing they can do is to hide in the trench positions and silently pray for their regiment commander, hoping that their regiment commander will be safe and sound.

Soon, as the gunners in the rear of the Japanese army stopped firing, the roar on the battlefield gradually stopped.

However, under the continuous bombardment of nearly 100 shells, at this moment, the entire battlefield has been shrouded in billowing gunsmoke.

The whole land has become potholed and devastated everywhere.

The ground was also littered with stumps and severed arms, and none of the bodies were intact.

The worst thing was the Japanese soldiers of the eighth detachment.

They had no idea that they were also the sniper targets of those gunners.

For a while, without reacting, several shells landed in their own phalanx, causing them a large number of casualties.

It is hard to imagine that in the blink of an eye, the eighth detachment of the Japanese army, which originally had more than 100 people, was already very little.

Now, there are only a dozen people who can still stand up on this battlefield!

Moreover, they are all injured and miserable.