Coiled Dragon Temple's frontline command center. Zhang Xueyuan stood in front of the map and analyzed the situation of the entire battlefield.
The battle this time seemed to be a little blurry.
After clearing the fog, they were now waiting for news from the special forces.
It could be said that in this battle, the Special Combat Division played an important role.
Out of the three armies of the Fengtian Army, two had already been defeated. Only Zhang Xueyuan's Fengtian Independent First Regiment remained.
Ma Xiaoguo, his personal adjutant, quickly stepped forward and came to Zhang Xueyuan's side. He said respectfully,"Major, the special forces have sent news that the Japanese fleet has been completely annihilated. Captain Lei's troops are guarding the fleet to prevent the enemy from escaping.”
Zhang Xueyuan had a calm expression on his face, as if he had already expected this news.
All the staff officers in the headquarters were shocked.
"How is this possible?"
The advisors muttered to themselves. There were at least a few hundred Japanese soldiers guarding the fleet, but there were only a few dozen of them.
Moreover, after a long journey of hundreds of miles and finally obtaining victory on the battlefield, there was not enough time!
No one knew how they won this battle.
However, the situation had changed drastically. Today was the final battle between the Feng army and the 3rd division of Japan.
Zhang Xueyuan looked around at everyone present. His tone was loud and clear, and his body emitted an unstoppable aura.
"Pass on my order. All troops will launch the final attack. Within an hour, all the battlefields must begin. They demanded that all of Japan be wiped out, leaving no survivors, and that all the troops finish the battle within an hour or two.”
Hearing this, the staff officers were even more shocked. They could feel the strong aura from Zhang Xueyuan and could not reject him.
"Yes, sir!" Everyone said loudly and then began to convey the order.
Outside the headquarters, the signal soldiers shuttled through the smoke of war, trying to convey the news to all places in the shortest time possible.
After all, this was a battlefield. One minute of influence would affect the entire situation.
An hour was not a very fast time.
For such a battlefield, it was fleeting.
An hour later, the sound of cannons rang out in the Japanese camp. The entire battlefield was shrouded in smoke and dust.
At the frontline command post of the 3rd division, Ikutaro Inoue's heart was on the verge of collapse.
Was the other party really Feng Jun? Why was his combat strength so strong?
He had lost contact with the Sixth Brigade. He knew that the Sixth Brigade had been wiped out by the enemy.
The entire 3rd division was left with the cavalry unit and the 5th regiment, which numbered less than 2,000.
These troops probably wouldn't last long.
Thinking of this, Ikutaro Inoue's face turned cold as he ordered the adjutant beside him in a rather urgent tone.
"Quick, inform the fleet to provide artillery support.”
The adjutant received the order and went to the communications office.
" Hello, hello, connect to the fleet."
"What is it? Lost contact?"
"Alright, I understand."
The adjutant came to Ikutaro Inoue and said with a pained expression,"" Sir, we've lost contact with the fleet. I reckon…I reckon they've already…"
Upon hearing this, Ikutaro Inoue saw stars and almost fainted.
The adjutant reacted quickly and helped Ikutarou Inoue up. "Your Excellency."
"We're finished. We're finished." Ikutaro Inoue said weakly with almost all his strength.
"No, Your Excellency, there are still us. We are the elites of the Pacific Island, and we pledge our loyalty to the Emperor.”
Hearing this, Ikutaro Inoue was still a little lonely, but he was determined to die.
Even if they died, they would fight to the death with the Feng army. However, the soldiers under them had long lost their combat strength.
There was no other way. Ikutaro Inoue gathered all the soldiers under him. The cavalry was now heading towards this place, trying to break through the encirclement.
"Soldiers, you are the Emperor's warriors. This is a disgrace to our empire. As warriors of Japan, we bravely picked up the weapons in our hands and fought the enemy to the end.”
"Long live the Emperor!"
Two thousand Japanese soldiers shouted hysterically in front of the camp.
The artillery fire of the Feng army was still spreading.
Zhang Xueyuan appeared in front of the camp with his personal guards behind him.
"Brothers, charge! Kill all these Japanese! Revenge for the villagers."
With this order, the Feng army launched an attack amidst the fierce artillery fire.
The first round of artillery fire killed hundreds of ghost soldiers.
The corpse lay in a pool of blood, dyeing the surrounding land red.
"Da da da."
"Da da da."
The machine gun fired, and countless bullets were released.
The surrounding 1st, 2nd, and 3rd groups all launched their attacks. The soldiers of the 1st Independent Division roared loudly, and the weapons in their hands spat out fierce flames.
In this battle, they were growing and had already become veterans on the battlefield.
Attacking from three sides, the Japanese were making their final struggle.
At this moment, the soldiers of the Japanese cavalry unit appeared behind Zhang Xueyuan's troops.
"Brothers, kill them!"
Hundreds of soldiers pulled the triggers frantically, and the bullets entered the bodies of the Japanese soldiers.
The ghost who was shot fell from the horse and was trampled by the horse's hooves, completely seeing their emperor.
In just a few moments, the cavalrymen of the Pacific Island had already caught up with a hundred soldiers.
Although this was not a lot for a thousand cavalrymen, it was still unbearable.
"Ma Xiaoguo, take out the rocket launcher and blast the motherf * cker.”
Zhang Xueyuan said loudly to the adjutant beside him. His expression was a little cold.
"Yes, sir!" Ma Xiaoguo shouted.
More than a dozen rocket launchers were carried by the guards and aimed at the Japanese cavalry.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
There was a violent tremor as the warhorses roared.
After the smoke, there were only a few dozen Japanese struggling on the battlefield.
The rest of them died in the artillery fire.
The Japanese were filled with shock and disbelief.
"This, this is a demon!"
A sentence appeared in their hearts, and then they lost all their fighting spirit. There was only one thought left in their minds, and that was to escape.
However, Feng Jun's spear was not a fire stick.
Hundreds of machine guns fired again, instantly covering the dozens of Japanese cavaliers.
After the battle ended, Zhang Xueyuan continued to lead his troops to attack.
Their ultimate goal was to wipe out the 3rd division, the Japanese army that had set foot on the Central Plains.
Ikutarou Inoue was disheartened when he saw his soldiers being shot and killed one by one. He did not have the face to face the Emperor.
Finally, he pulled out his military saber and aimed it at his chest.
Puchi.
In the end, Ikutarou Inoue committed suicide. The highest commander of the 3rd division had already passed away.
He couldn't accept such a defeat. Nearly 10,000 soldiers of the Dan Kingdom had been wiped out without even seeing the local commander.
The battle that lasted less than three days was almost over.
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