On the position, Zhao Xun, commander of the 31st Infantry Division, held binoculars and looked at the situation on the distant battlefield.

In front of him, dozens of Yanning rifles were firing fiercely. Each bullet, like a long tongue of fire, pierced the bodies of the Japanese soldiers.

Come on! Do whatever you want!

A faint smile played on Zhao Xun's lips as he declared loudly, "Let these Japanese know how powerful our Great Gan Army is!"

He believed that no matter how hard these Japanese soldiers charged, it would be futile. Before long, the area in front of the position would be a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. And these Japanese soldiers would use their blood to dye this wilderness red!

This is their destiny!

Throughout the battlefield, the soldiers of the 31st and 32nd Infantry Divisions, though few in number, possessed extremely advanced weaponry, far surpassing the capabilities of these Japanese soldiers.

Moreover, dozens of ships of the Beiyang Fleet were also bombarding the sea with their cannons.

The roar of cannons and the blaring of machine guns filled the air!

The firepower was exceptionally fierce across the entire battlefield!

Those Japanese soldiers were harvested like autumn leaves.

Holding binoculars and gazing at the distant situation, Zhao Xun felt a surge of pride.

Such a crushing victory is truly exhilarating!

He understood that if he could simply swallow up these tens of thousands of Japanese soldiers, then the entire Kyushu island of Japan would be powerless to resist!

They will sweep across the entire Kyushu Island and seize it!

If we can demonstrate the might of our large army in this battle, the subsequent conquest of the Japanese mainland will be much smoother!

"Brothers, give them a good beating!"

Zhao Xun shouted loudly.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Da da da!

On the battlefield, gunfire roared.

In a short time, many of the charging Japanese soldiers had been killed or wounded. Crimson blood soaked the ground, and countless severed limbs lay mangled and bloody.

Seeing this, Japanese general Masao Murata's face darkened, his brows furrowed, and he was somewhat shocked.

How can these large troops be so fierce?

no!

We need to find a way to get through this!

Thinking this, Murata Masao roared, "Charge! Kill a senior soldier and you'll get ten taels of gold! Kill an officer and you'll get a hundred taels of gold and a promotion of three ranks! Charge! Kill the chickens!"

Under Masao Murata's roar, messengers relayed his orders.

A generous reward will surely attract brave men!

The hefty bounty also fueled the fighting spirit of these Japanese soldiers. This was typical of the feudal lords' battles; they relied on the sheer determination instilled by the reward to defeat their enemies.

Now, Masao Murata wants to repeat his old tricks.

And you know what? With such a generous reward, all the Japanese soldiers were green with envy.

One soldier, ten taels of gold!

Such a high reward is much higher than ever before!

As long as you can charge into the enemy's position and kill one of them, your livelihood for the rest of your life will be guaranteed!

"Kill the chicken, please!"

Inspired, the Japanese soldiers charged toward the enemy's position, shouting slogans.

In this wave of attack, the Japanese soldiers completely disregarded the fierce oncoming artillery fire. They charged with fierce momentum, their force overwhelming!

Rumble!

Tens of thousands of Japanese soldiers charged forward like thunder in the sky, like a surging wave, sweeping towards the Da Gan army's position.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Xun, commander of the 31st Infantry Division, was slightly taken aback.

Immediately, a smile appeared on Zhao Xun's face, and he said, "These Japanese soldiers, aren't they tired of dying already? Since that's the case, then let's grant their wish! Give them a good beating!"

Da da da!

Da da da!

The machine gun fired wildly, a series of bullets piercing the bodies of the Japanese soldiers.

The bullets easily pierced the flesh and blood of the Japanese soldiers, and blood gushed out from behind them instantly, taking the lives of one Japanese soldier after another.

For machine guns, the most desirable formation is a dense array like that of Japanese soldiers.

Those machine gunners didn't need to aim at all; they just mechanically loaded the ammunition belts into the machine guns, pulled the triggers, and fired wildly.

Snowflakes bloomed on the Japanese soldiers, making them appear exceptionally beautiful.

The Japanese soldiers in front were killed by bullets and fell to the ground. Then, the Japanese soldiers behind them trampled over them, instantly turning the corpses into a bloody pulp.

In a short time, a thick layer of corpses had been left on the ground.

Meanwhile, the vanguard of the Japanese army was still a couple hundred meters away from the main force's position!

The high morale fueled by the hefty bounty gradually dissipated.

Some of the Japanese soldiers at the front felt a sense of panic and couldn't help but tremble. Their bodies involuntarily stopped, and they wanted to retreat.

However, they were continued to be pulled along by the Japanese soldiers behind them and charged forward.

Da da da!

Da da da!

The machine gun was still firing fiercely.

Meanwhile, in the air, a dense barrage of artillery shells was bombarding the area.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The division's artillery regiment and the Beiyang Fleet's naval guns, together, comprised a total of one or two hundred cannons.

With such a massive number of cannons, the shells fell like hailstones from the sky, pelting the Japanese army and causing immense casualties.

In a short time, blood-red blanks were left in the queue that was like a giant wave.

However, 90,000 Japanese troops are too many!

As soon as these blood-red blanks appeared, the Japanese soldiers behind them filled in and continued to sweep towards the Da Gan Army's position.

"Cannons, fire!"

The artillery regimental commander roared and issued another order.

In an instant, the divisional artillery regiments deployed on the position began their frantic roar once again.

Shells, whistling mournfully, flew towards the ranks of the Japanese army. Immediately following were deafening explosions.

A dense hail of shells rained down from the sky. Each shell exploded among the Japanese troops, leaving them mangled and gruesome.

Japanese soldiers were constantly torn to pieces by the shrapnel from the exploding shells, turning into a rain of blood that fell to the ground.

In the distance, the Japanese general Murata Masao had an extremely gloomy face, as if water could drip from it.

He had originally hoped that, with the generous rewards, the Japanese soldiers would be able to slaughter the entire Japanese army as they had done in the past.

However, harsh reality proved Murata Masao wrong.

What should we do if things continue like this?

Like Murata Masao, the Allied Commander-in-Chief Kabayama Hisataka also had a very grim expression at this moment. Looking at the situation on the battlefield, he cursed repeatedly—

"Baka! Baka!"