Bright Sword: I don’t want to be the king!

Chapter 195 Magic's Response

Inside the headquarters of the three Phantom Troupes, Sun Jiang asked, "What is the current loss of my brigade?"

Cao Feng sighed and replied, "Captain, the losses are heavy. Nearly 600 warriors have been killed, and more than 200 are seriously injured!"

Sun Jiang gritted his teeth in anger when he heard this.

Many warriors died horribly under the flaming bombs hurled by evil spirits.

Thinking of this, Sun Jiang was filled with hatred, eager to devour the flesh and blood of the evil spirits and drink their devil blood.

"Can the First Team hold its ground?"

Cao Feng immediately straightened his chest and shouted firmly: "Captain, please rest assured, unless all of us die, the evil spirits will never be able to lay hands on our territory!"

"Very good! But this time, we have to release the first defense circle. It's time to let the evil spirits pay the price in blood!"

Cao Feng's eyes sparkled: "Captain, what kind of secret treasure are we going to use?"

"Well! Wait a moment. When the evil spirits attack again, your First Team will leave a gap and lure them in!"

Cao Feng responded excitedly: "Yes, sir!"

The Japanese army launched another offensive.

The 9th Rocket Wing's magic flame cannon provided instant fierce support.

After several rounds of indiscriminate bombardment, when the evil spirits were about to break through to the Phantom Troupe's position, the artillery fire stopped abruptly.

The captain of the first company shouted: "The evil spirit is approaching, open fire!"

Soldiers from the three Phantom Troupes jumped out of the underground fortress one after another, lying in wait at the front of the trenches and shooting at the enemy.

The evil spirits charged almost in the firestorm, and a few were even unfortunately killed by their own camp's magic cannons.

The evil spirit instantly came through in just a dozen steps.

Their impact was so powerful that the First Team defending the front line was unable to resist and kept retreating.

Seeing that they were about to break through the enemy's line, Major General Toranosuke Koshio immediately ordered the 41st Infantry Regiment to join the battle.

Cao Feng saw that the evil spirit army had reinforced and the First Squadron was unable to cope with the situation, so he shouted, "Retreat!"

Sensing the enemy's intention to escape, the captain, Lieutenant Colonel Aono Saburo, shouted excitedly: "Charge forward, chase them, and destroy all these aliens!"

Just as the evil spirit roared and prepared to rush forward.

Lieutenant Colonel Saburo Aono suddenly saw a row of figures appear beside the fleeing aliens.

Are you trying to stop us?

When confused,

He saw the procession suddenly throw out black objects.

Explosive grenade?

Lieutenant Commander Aono Saburo shouted: "Get down!"

The evil spirits rushed into the trenches immediately.

bang bang...

The black object fell to the ground, and there was a sound of breaking.

The evil spirit was wondering why he didn't hear any explosion when a wave of hot air suddenly came rushing over, accompanied by pungent smoke and went straight to the top of his head.

Just when they realized something was wrong, many evil spirits found themselves surrounded by flames...

They rolled on the scorched earth, screaming, trying to put out the blazing demonic flames.

These incendiary bombs were secretly developed by Cao Gengming's alchemist and mixed with mysterious ingredients.

Every slap would only make the demonic flames dance wildly and rage more widely.

The soldiers who had escaped the baptism of incendiary bombs were also entangled in the flames and wailed continuously.

"General, look!"

The wizard consultant in charge of reconnaissance shouted a warning to Major General Toranosuke Oshio.

Major General Toranosuke Oshio hurriedly raised his magic telescope, and the scene before him almost suffocated him.

Why do those despicable Orientals have incendiary bombs?

How did they know about this forbidden power?

"General, order the troops to retreat immediately!"

Major General Kosei Toranosuke finally came to his senses and shouted, "Quick, pass on the retreat order!"

With the mournful wailing of the horn, the collapsed 39th and 41st Regiments retreated frantically.

Major General Kosei Toranosuke's face was twisted with anger, almost ferocious: "Despicable Orientals, we will definitely eradicate you completely!"

Major General Toranosuke Oshio chose to ignore the fact that the Japanese army used incendiary bombs the day before.

For the Japanese army, the Imperial Army's use of forbidden power was still tolerable.

However, if the Chinese army mastered incendiary bombs, it would be absolutely unacceptable.

The Chinese army should have bowed their heads obediently and waited for the Imperial Army to reap their lives.

Sun Jiang and his officers held magic telescopes and watched the front line.

Watching many enemies die miserably in the inferno, he shook his head and whispered, "Alas, these incendiary bombs are incredibly powerful, but unfortunately there are too few of them. If there were more, none of these enemies would have escaped!"

Cao Feng sighed and said, "Alas, these incendiary bombs took a long time to collect, and we only managed to gather more than a dozen barrels of magic oil, nether fire oil, and white phosphorus essence. We only made a hundred or so, and now they have been used up. I only hope that we can refine real incendiary bombs as soon as possible, and let the Japanese have a taste of their horror!"

Sun Jiang sighed: "The commander has been working hard, but it doesn't seem to be going well. Well, let the commander bear these worries alone. Pass the order down, when the flames are extinguished, immediately repair the fortifications. Those demons will never give up easily!"

"As ordered!"

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358th Regiment Command Post.

Fang Ligong walked in and saw Cao Geng standing in front of the tactical sand table for a long time, with a pile of cigarette butts at his feet.

"Sir, it's better to smoke less!"

"It's hard to control myself!" Cao Geng shook his head. "I don't know what the battle situation is like in Wuzhai Town. I'm worried."

Unlike before when he had to command from the front line personally, he could know everything that happened immediately.

Now he delegates command to lower levels and focuses on overall strategy.

Battles on the front lines can only rely on messengers to deliver intelligence, or reports from scouts and runners.

Cao Geng felt quite uncomfortable.

What’s more important is that I have no idea what to do.

My mind can't calm down and I'm always concerned about the progress of Wuzhai Town.

If the situation is favorable, how should we proceed; if it is unfavorable, how should we respond?

When I was anxious, I smoked a lot. In just half a day, I almost finished a box of cigarettes...

"Commander, trust them. The mission will surely be accomplished successfully by the warriors you personally lead!"

Kogan waved his hand gently, worry flashing in his eyes. "I understand, but I am still worried. How are they doing on the battlefield? Can the Fifth Expedition arrive on time?"

"Alas!" Fang Ligong followed Kogan's gaze and looked towards Wuling Fort. "After the battle, I can only pray for their safety and success!"

Kogan ordered: "Forget it, let's not talk about this for now. If there is any movement, notify me immediately. Even if I am asleep, wake me up immediately!"

"Yes, sir!" Fang Ligong straightened up and responded.

Inside the headquarters of the 9th Demon Brigade.

"What are our losses?" Every word spoken by Major General Yue Sheng Menghu seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

The captain, Lieutenant Colonel Saburo Aono, was not spared either. Half of his head was engulfed by the blazing magical flames, leaving only a strange yin-yang hairstyle.

There were horrifying marks of burns on his face, but he endured the pain.

"Sir, our team has lost more than four hundred soldiers."

The captain of the 41st squad, Katsumi Horiuchi, cried, "My team has over 200 casualties!"

The Moon-born Tiger roared at his soldiers, almost madly: "In the next attack, we must capture the enemy's fortress. If we fail, we will die. Anyone who shrinks back will be punished by the Shadow Arrow!"

"Yes!"

The 39th Infantry Squadron responsible for the charge had white bandages on their foreheads to symbolize victory.

Lieutenant Colonel Aono Saburo swung his officer sword forward. "Forward! For honor!"

"For honor!"

The ghostly warriors of the 39th Infantry Squad roared and charged forward with their magic guns.

The 41st Infantry Squadron simultaneously attacked on the other side.

Faced with the fierce enemy, the soldiers of the Third Column of the 358th Regiment were not afraid.

Although these ghostly warriors are fierce, accurate in shooting and skilled in swordsmanship, the soldiers of the 358th Regiment are not afraid of them.

When it comes to giving everything, the 358th Regiment is no less capable than anyone else.

From generals to soldiers, the seal of the soul stone on their waists has been unlocked, waiting to be ignited and guided to go to the battlefield with the enemy.

Every inch of land must be fought for, and no inch of land can be given up.

The sound of fighting on the battlefield was deafening, and the two sides launched a brutal confrontation.

From noon to dusk, the vision was blurred, but the war was still burning on the first line of defense.

At this moment, the two armies were caught in a melee and it was difficult to distinguish between friend and foe.

Once you turn the corner, no one knows whether the person on the other side is a friend or an enemy.

During the intervals between battles, the soldiers took a short rest in the trenches, but when they saw the enemy attacking, they stood up and joined the battle again.

This is a meat grinder of blood and flesh, and it all depends on who can last until the end.

This chaotic battle lasted for two days.

The headquarters of the 358th Regiment.

The radio beeps and the phone rings.

Staff officers and messengers were busy shuttling back and forth.

"Report! The Fifth Expedition Team has arrived at the designated location!"

"Report! The Second Battalion of Ghost Cavalry is in place!"

"Report! The Thunder Artillery Company has arrived at the designated location!"

"Report! The mountain artillery company is in place!"

The Fifth Expeditionary Force arrived in time, and with them came the Mountain Artillery Battalion.

Even the smallest 75mm mountain gun is not easy to move in Shanxi, a land full of mysterious power...

Now, the evil demons dared to invade Wuling Fort, and the long-hidden Yanshi Artillery Regiment finally showed its edge.

Thinking of the four blazing mortars, seven thunder mountain cannons, and eight phantom mortars in his hands.

Not to mention the Gale Mortars and Shadow Infantry Cannons within the legion.

Colonel Liang Zhongping, commander of the artillery battalion, rubbed his hands together with excitement.

So exciting!

It's really too exciting!

Damn it, even the elite armored division of the Central Army might not be able to match the mighty army under his command.

Control so much artillery fire!

The commander's courage is truly amazing!

It was able to gather so many heavy artillery, including the extremely powerful 120mm cannon.

If this matter were to be leaked, it would probably make all the generals envious.

Watch as the small red flag representing the 358th Regiment gradually surrounded the white flag representing the 9th Brigade of the Demon Race.

Cao Geng's face turned slightly red, and he clenched his fists excitedly and pounded hard on the edge of the sand table.

"The two battle lines, two battalions, and one company are ready to attack the demon army immediately! Tell the brothers that they must go all out in this battle and defeat the evil demons in one fell swoop!"

"As ordered!"

Everyone in the command room immediately stood at attention and responded loudly.

Outside Wuling Fort, inside the command post of the 9th Brigade.

The Chief of Staff stepped in hastily, "General, something terrible is happening!"

Major General Kosei Toranosuke rebuked: "How can you be so flustered!"

The chief of staff shouted anxiously: "The scouts just sent a message that a large number of Chinese troops appeared nearby, no less than 4,000 in number. They have surrounded our brigade and seem to want to swallow us up in one gulp!"

"Is the information accurate?" Major General Toranosuke Oshio also became panicked at this moment.

How he hoped this was just a false alarm.

"Exactly! Three groups of spies have been sent out to verify!"

Major General Kosei Toranosuke roared: "What are scouts doing? They let the enemy approach without noticing!"

"General, this is enemy territory. If they move in the dark, it will be difficult for us to detect them! What should we do now? Hold our ground or make a strategic move?"

"Strategic shift? The enemy has only 7,000 troops, which is equal to the strength of our Imperial Army. How can our Great Japanese Imperial Army be afraid of such a small number of troops! Immediately order the soldiers to build fortifications on the spot and resist resolutely. At the same time, send a secret message to the headquarters, informing them that our brigade has successfully pinned down the main force of the 358th Regiment, and requesting the commander's tactical guidance to destroy the enemy in one fell swoop!"

The Chief of Staff said worriedly, "Hold on? Isn't this too risky? After all, the opponent is the 358th Regiment. Their combat power should not be underestimated. It can even be said that they are second only to our Imperial Army."

Major General Kosei Toranosuke rebuked: "It is because of your existence that the 358th Regiment is still so arrogant. This time, we must let the Chinese see the majesty of our Imperial Japanese Army! Pass on the order."

The chief of staff could only helplessly reply: "Hi!"

Liang Zhongping was very familiar with the terrain of Wulingbao.

Just a quick check to make sure everything is normal.

The artillery battalion quickly selected the artillery positions and planned several routes to transfer positions...

The giant stone cannons were carefully assembled, the magic crystal cannons were set high, and the artillerymen were ready to go, waiting for the moment the order was given.

At 5:30 in the evening, following Cao Geng's magical command.

Upon hearing this, Liang Zhongping waved the magic flag in his hand and roared heroically: "Fire!"

Each artillery platoon had already adjusted its aiming position, with its guns pointing directly at the enemy's fortress.

As soon as the order was given, a series of spells instantly echoed in the artillery position. Then, the test-fired magic stone shells streaked across the sky, followed by three waves of fierce volleys.

Whether it is the huge rocks of the mountain rock cannon or the bright light of the magic crystal mortar.

Each artilleryman carries at most three magic stone shells with a caliber of more than 70 mm and less than 120 mm. Their backpacks are specially made to accommodate a group of three.

A cannon usually requires a squad of soldiers to take care of it, but a magic crystal mortar can be fired with only three to five people.

The rest of the artillerymen were mainly responsible for physical labor, leading horses and carrying magic stone projectiles.

During the march, most of the ammunition was carried in horse-drawn carriages or pack animals.

During battle, there would usually be five to seven soldiers each carrying a set of magic stone projectiles to quickly supply ammunition and fire continuously.

Therefore, when facing the enemy, the usual strategy is to fire three waves of intensive salvos, followed by a rapid shift of position.

After the hail of magic stone bullets from the 358th Regiment's Artillery Battalion, Major General Toranosuke Koshio realized his mistake.

How wrong!