Chapter 151: Fire the Cannon and Blast His Mother

Wei Jichen returned to his army soon, and Ma Jinxu, Nie Guilin and others hurried forward to greet him. After waving his hand slightly, indicating that he didn't need to be polite, Wei Jichen sat on his horse and waited quietly for Nogi Maresuke's central army to cross the river. Jiang Guiti and Xu Daobang were old acquaintances. They were very happy to meet on the battlefield at this time. There was no time to greet each other. Jiang Guiti saw that Wei Jichen did not order an attack, and couldn't help but ask softly in confusion: "Old Xu, what is this Wei general waiting for?" Xu Daobang showed a meaningful smile and said softly: "Just wait and watch the excitement, you will be busy later." The Chinese and Japanese armies confronted each other on the river bank. The soldiers of both sides were silent, but glared at each other. The murderous aura between the two armies kept colliding in the air, causing the temperature of the entire Quzigou to drop several degrees for a while. Nogi Maresuke looked at the motionless Wei Jichen army with a fanatical look, and murmured to himself: "Wei Jichen, are you waiting for me? Do you want to fight with my army head-on? This is exactly what I want. Today, let us use the spirit of Bushido to let me fight you to see who is the strongest in the East! Wei Jichen, you will eventually kneel down in front of me." Nogi Maresuke drew out his command knife, and his blood began to boil. He suddenly pointed forward and shouted at the top of his lungs: "The whole army crosses the river! Prepare to attack!" The mixed brigade army began to move slowly towards the river in an orderly manner. At this time, Colonel Oki was also a little nervous, fearing that Wei Jichen would take the opportunity to launch a charge. "Warriors of the empire, open your eyes wide. If the Qing army dares to attack at this time, they must be killed!" "Must kill! Must kill!" The Japanese soldiers in the vanguard of the mixed brigade shouted and encouraged their army. What surprised Oki was that until most of the central army had already stepped firmly on the river and was about to cross the river, Wei Jichen's army had not made any movement. "It seems that Wei Jichen is a traditional samurai like the brigade commander." Oki felt a little relieved. On the artillery position, Wang Shizhen put down the telescope and looked at the more than 80 cannons that were spread out in a mighty line. He couldn't help but feel proud. This should be the strongest artillery attack since the war began, no, it should be the strongest artillery attack in China's history. There has never been a time like now, where so many cannons would be gathered to attack a small river. The artillery battle history of the Qing Dynasty will be renovated in the hands of me, Wang Shizhen! The officers of the artillery team looked at Wang Shizhen without blinking, waiting for his order. Although it was only a short day, Wang Shizhen's professional level of knowing everything about artillery had already convinced them. Their hearts were also excited with Wang Shizhen. More than 80 cannons bombarded together, just thinking about it made people's blood boil and excited. It's time. It's time to let the Japanese see how powerful our Wei army is. It's time to let the Japanese see what hell on earth is. "Fire!" Wang Shizhen uttered two words with a cold and clear face. Suddenly! Woo, ... With a series of strange screams, bombs flew rapidly from the back to the front with a piercing whistle. The sharp whistle made everyone who heard it change color. Then these shells fell all over the river, and some even fell into the Oki army. Boom, boom, ... The shocks one after another made Wei Jichen feel that the whole earth was about to collapse. Countless Japanese soldiers were hit by the cannons, blown to pieces, and then thrown high into the air, turning into pieces of flesh and blood. "Get down, get down!" The Japanese commander shouted loudly, trying to reduce the losses from the bombardment. "Adjust all parameters and aim at the river!" After a round of artillery, Wang Shizhen continued to shout loudly. It turned out that just now was just a trial of skill, a test shot, and now it was time to play for real. However, the test firing alone had already frightened Nogi Maresuke. He was riding on a horse on the river surface when a shell exploded not far from him. The horse threw him off in shock. "Where did the Chinese army get so many cannons? Besides, haven't they always used artillery teams in a dispersed manner? Wei Jichen, you shameless villain, must have learned from the imperial army. Even so, you can't stop Nogi Maresuke's pace of advancement." "Forward, quickly forward!" Nogi Maresuke saw that the sound of the cannons had become smaller, and he quickly waved his command knife and shouted at the top of his lungs. As long as they crossed the river, they could launch a general attack. By then, no matter whether they were large or small cannons, they would be useless, Nogi Maresuke thought so in his heart. However, as soon as his order was issued, there was a louder whistle than before, like thousands of bees calling in everyone's ears. A dark mass of shells, like raindrops, poured towards the river surface, and then fell on the river surface in the terrified eyes of the Japanese soldiers. Boom, boom. All of a sudden, the small river surface was resounding with various explosions, and the entire river surface was shaking and vibrating... The Japanese soldiers lay on the ice, hoping that the flying shrapnel and ice blocks would not hit them. Wang Shizhen seemed to want to use up all the shells at once, and the continuous attacks were like a violent storm. Nogi Maresuke was completely stunned. Before he could react, the ice surface that had been bombed countless times finally exposed the explosives outside, and the shells fell on the explosive packs. Finally, it was like an explosion in an arsenal. The earth-shaking loud noises began to explode on the entire river surface. Boom, boom, boom... In the explosion, hundreds of Japanese soldiers were blown to death, and the body parts were scattered in unknown directions. In short, the entire surface of the river was dyed red, white snow and red blood, forming a charming picture, it was really a river of blood.

The sound of the explosion was so loud that it was beyond description. The continuous explosions broke the eardrums of the Japanese soldiers. Crunch, crunch. The entire ice surface finally couldn't bear the weight and began to break, melt, and the ice began to crack. "Amaterasu!" "The ice collapsed! Who will save us!" "Ah..."... The symphony of the god of death continued to play. The Japanese soldiers were terrified and fled in all directions, crying and howling. From time to time, some people fell into the water. The freezing cold river water did not give them a chance to climb out. The Japanese soldiers who were lucky enough not to be killed by the explosion would also be frozen to death on the river. Nogi Maresuke's mixed brigade was divided into three sections. One section was the vanguard of Oki, which was already on the river bank and suffered less damage. Most of them were the main troops led by Nogi Maresuke, who were screaming on the river and struggling helplessly. There were also a small number of soldiers who had not yet stepped onto the river and were rioting on the other side, at a loss. "Bagayalu, Wei Jichen, you despicable villain, you conspirator who deserves a bad death, I curse you to stay in hell forever and never be reborn." Nogi Maresuke knelt on a piece of floating ice, his eyes were wide open, his teeth were bared, he was extremely angry and shouted at the river bank. Oki opened his mouth wide, not knowing what to do. If he went to save people, not to mention the constant rumbling of artillery, his life would be in danger at any time. Even if there was no artillery, the countless cracks on the river surface would make people afraid to go, and they didn't know where to start. Wang Shizhen saw through the telescope that the explosives buried on the ice had been detonated, and countless Japanese were struggling and tumbling on the river surface, unable to escape. He couldn't help but reveal a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth, raised his hand, and shouted: "Adjust the angle, bomb the Japanese army that has crossed the river, and clear the obstacles for Wei Shuai's attack." "Yes, sir." The artillery shouted excitedly in unison. How could they not be excited? This was the most enjoyable time for them to fight and fire. They were completely in the upper hand. No one interrupted them. They did it all in one go. Jiang Guiti listened to the constant whistling and looked at the various miserable conditions of the Japanese on the river. He couldn't help but open his mouth into an O shape. Not only him, but even the commanders who knew Wei Jichen's plan were shocked. This momentum, this power! It can simply change the color of the sky and the earth, and the wind and clouds gather and disperse. They have fought for a lifetime and have never seen such a huge explosion or such a powerful artillery battle. Not to mention the soldiers, one by one, stretched their necks and looked ahead stupidly without daring to make a sound. If it weren't for the shrill screams of the Japanese from time to time, most people would probably think this was a dream. The effect of more than 80 cannons bombarding at the same time can only be described in four words - earth-shaking, and the explosion of explosives on the river surface can be described in one sentence: "Shocking the world, weeping ghosts and gods!" 'Wei Jichen still had a faint smile on his face, but his twitching eyebrows showed his inner excitement. Although he had seen such scenes on TV and in movies, they were fake after all. Now that he had experienced it himself, he knew how shocking it was. Yinqi finally realized that his retreat had been cut off by Wei Jichen, and now he could only fight with his back to the river, with no other way out. "Warriors of the Empire, we are going to avenge the brigade commander and the other soldiers, and we swear to fight to the death with Wei Jichen. Kill!" Yinqi raised his command knife in grief and anger, and commanded the Japanese vanguard to launch a desperate charge. At this time, the artillery camp's shells also responded. Boom, boom. On the road where the Japanese soldiers were advancing, bombs kept ringing, and countless Japanese died on the road of the charge, with no remains and blood staining the snow. However, a small number of Japanese still rushed over. Wei Jichen slowly drew out his Longquan sword, then raised it high and shouted: "Brothers, march forward towards victory, march forward, those who dare to stop our army will die! Those who dare to insult our army will die! Those who dare to fight with our army will die!" "Die, die, die, leave no one alive, kill them all, brothers, charge!" "Charge!" The soldiers who had been watching with blood boiling for a long time pounced on the remaining Japanese soldiers like a tiger descending from the mountain. At this time, Wei Jichen did not need to use military skills to boost morale. The soldiers of the entire army had long been condensed into a strong rope, and the person holding the rope was Wei Jichen. He used this rope to tie the Japanese tightly. "Kill!" The Japanese and the aggressive Chinese army, who were fighting a desperate battle, finally collided with each other and burst out with the strongest roar. At this time, Wei Jichen just stayed in the back, quietly watching the soldiers of both sides fighting and fighting. He didn't need to go to the battlefield himself, because the fate of the mixed brigade was already determined when Nogi Maresuke fell into the trap. That is, they would die without a burial place!