The Japanese army had been very successful in their charge, but they had suddenly suffered a fierce attack. They had suffered great losses and were no longer in the mood to fight. All of them threw away their armor and fled.
"Nakada-kun! This subordinate is useless!"
Sugimoto Shinichi's left arm was shot, and it was dripping with blood. He looked at Nakata Jiro uneasily.
"Humph! You're really a disgrace to the Great Japan Empire. For the glory of the empire! You can commit harakiri!"
Nakata Jiro said angrily as if he did not see Sugimoto Shinichi's pitiful eyes.
"Ha Yi! I'll be loyal to His Majesty!"
Sugimoto Shinichi pulled out his katana with a gloomy expression and slowly wiped it with a white cloth. He gritted his teeth and stabbed it into his stomach. With a twist and pull, he fell to the ground.
He had no choice but to do this. Regardless of whether he was willing to be loyal to the Emperor or not, disobeying the orders of his superiors would only lead to death. Moreover, his family in Japan would also be implicated. It was better to have a reputation.
Unfortunately, his reputation was destined to never spread.
The Qing army was not in a hurry at all. They followed the Japanese army and fired at each other. The battle was also extremely intense. Although the Japanese army was elite, the training level of the new military camp was definitely first-class. It was just that many people had never been on the battlefield. After suppressing the fear in their hearts, their level had already risen.
Under the same number of shots, the Japanese army could not even raise their heads.
"Substitute!"
Seeing that the new recruits had entered the state for a certain period of time, Yuan Kai decisively gave the order for another batch of recruits to follow.
Then, the gunfire became sparse again.
"Baka! What are these bastards doing!"
Nakata Jiro was completely confused. The strength of the Qing army on the other side fluctuated as if it was changing at all times.
Seeing that the gunshots had died down, Nakata Jiro organized two more charges, but they were all beaten back. As the number of people decreased, he did not dare to organize a charge. Instead, he retreated and defended, hoping for reinforcements.
As time passed, the resistance of the Japanese army became weaker and weaker. How could a few hundred people bring a large number of weapons and ammunition? After several hours of fierce fighting, their medicinal pills were exhausted.
"Warriors! It was time to show loyalty to the Great Japan Empire! When the Qing army comes, let them know the bravery of the Japanese warriors!”
Nakata Jiro drew his sword. He was a war maniac, and the word surrender did not exist in his dictionary. He had run out of bullets and was ready to engage in a hand-to-hand battle.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
However, the Qing army did not give them a chance. After seeing that the Japanese army had no bullets, hundreds of shells fell on the Japanese army's position.
Hand-to-hand combat was certainly possible, but there was no need to sacrifice too much in this kind of situation where victory was guaranteed. The lives of the men of the Qing Dynasty had to be spent in worthwhile places. Every soldier here had undergone rigorous training, and in time, they would definitely become elites.
Moreover, the Japanese were not worthy of exchanging their lives.
Hundreds of small steel cannons were pushed out. They were 75mm and 90mm Krupp cannons, and there were even more than a dozen 120mm main cannons. During the fierce battle, the weapons had already arrived. If it was not too troublesome to assemble them, he was prepared to use the 155cm 6-inch (155mm) cannon. As for the 8-inch cannon, he did not bring it along.
What happened next was actually very simple. The location where the Japanese army was stationed was not properly defended, nor did it have any fortifications. After being bombarded by the cannon, it was shot like a sieve.
Poor Nakata Jiro had been preparing for a long time, wanting to exchange his life for his. In the end, the Qing soldiers did not charge in at all. They only bombarded the Japanese soldiers with artillery shells. The Japanese soldiers were either killed or buried alive.
The pitiful Nakata Jiro was directly blown into pieces and went to the western paradise to complain to the previous emperors.
"Attack! Or they would all be killed!”
Feng Guozhang could not help but sigh in the silent Japanese army camp. Although the new army had guns in the past, it was fortunate that they were messy and had very few bullets. The cannons were all old bronze cannons.
They were all charging against the enemy's artillery fire. Milan was part of the army, but no matter how brave a person was, it was difficult to maintain their courage in a situation where their strength was completely unequal.
Thousands of people had been killed or injured, but they hadn't even been able to touch the corner of the other party's clothes. This was a great sense of powerlessness, and the dignity of the soldiers had also been lost little by little.
At the same time, in the country, a vigorous military training began. The new army began to take turns to eliminate the pirates and mountain bandits. He was familiar with the atmosphere of war and adapted to various environments.# Daguan Review Passed: Daguan Time:082420182:57PM
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