"Yes!"
Itagaki Seishiro didn't quite understand, but he trusted Ishihara.
He turned around and quickly ordered the troops to set off.
The Guandong Army 2nd division 2nd regiment, tens of thousands of soldiers quickly attacked.
They arrived at Fengtian City before five o'clock in the afternoon.
He looked at the orderly and heavily guarded Feng army camp in front of him.
The densely packed light and heavy firepower points looked as if they were ready for battle.
Itagaki Seishiro immediately ordered his troops to stop and set up a defensive position.
Ten minutes later, three kilometers away from Fengtian, a series of crisscrossed trenches appeared.
The Japanese had constructed a simple and crude base, and their cannons were raised high into the sky.
They locked onto the Feng army's position in front.
"Hiss!"
The soldiers of the 3rd Division of Fengtian Guards gasped.
It was too easy to kill the Japanese before, so he thought that the battle would be a one-sided massacre.
Now, it seemed that the Japanese were not as weak as they had imagined!
"Company commander! This Japanese is so powerful!"
"Yes, I am."
A few veterans of the Northeast Army who had just joined the army were shocked.
In his nervousness, he could not help but hold the Thirteen Forms of Liao tightly in his hands.
The speed at which the Japanese built their base shocked everyone.
Anyone could tell that they were the elites of the elites.
In the city's Garrison Command, Zhang Xuezeng's eyes flickered with an inexplicable expression.
Even if the enemy was the Japanese's elite Second Division.
However, he understood that the victor of this battle had been decided from the very beginning.
In terms of weather, there were no clouds in the sky, and the sun was shining brightly. The visibility was very high.
Even if it was a night battle, they could fight until the sky turned dark.
In terms of geographical advantage, he had countless weapons and equipment since he occupied Fengtian.
The ammunition was enough for 100,000 people to fight for an entire year. Even the US army might not be able to surpass the powerful firepower density of the Feng army.
Harmony?
Zhang Xuezeng chuckled.
In front of the Northeast Army, the Japanese Kwantung Army was nothing!
Now, the Tiger Head Mountain Independent Regiment under his command had completely supported the 3rd division.
With the countless weapons of the Fengtian Munitions Factory as their backing, they were not afraid of the Japanese in front of them at all.
In less than two days, Zhang Xueceng had successfully created a brand-new Northeast Army.
He had a stronger foundation than Zhang Xiaoliu, so he could easily create a strong army that was comparable to the Germanic army.
They were second to none in the world. How could a mere Japanese be a match for them?
"Ishihara Kanan, Itagaki Seishiro, I want to see how you're going to struggle.”
Zhang Xuezeng laughed mockingly.
At the same time, the Japanese from Sujiatun arrived outside Fengtian City one after another.
Three kilometers away from the south gate of Fengtian, a huge camp was built.
However, after waiting for more than an hour, they still did not launch an attack.
"Is Zhang Sang here? Our Chief of Staff, Ishihara, sincerely invites you to reminisce about our past friendship!”
A dozen people suddenly appeared in front of the Japanese camp.
In the central area 500 meters away from the two armies, a tea table was set up.
The soldiers of the 3rd Division were stunned.
What was going on?
The two armies were facing each other, and he still had the leisure to drink tea?
Was his brain fried?
"Wait a moment, our commander is not here!”
Zhou Weiguo, the commander of the 3rd division, replied in fluent Japanese.
......
Garrison Command.
"Oh? Ishihara smiled.
Since that's the case, we can't lose our momentum!
Men! Prepare the vehicles and head to the front line!"
Zhang Xueceng waved his hand when he heard the news.
He put on his military uniform neatly and brought the guards with him as he headed straight for the camp outside the city.
Ten minutes later, the sun was setting.
Between the two armies, Zhang Xueceng came to Ishihara's Soft Smile alone.
He sat down and took a sip of tea.
"I say, Ishihara-kun, your tea leaves are too inferior. They're far inferior to the tea leaves of my Dragon Country.”
Zhang Xueceng commented.
His face was filled with the arrogance of a superior kingdom and disdain for the pirates.
He looked at Ishihara Soft Smile as if he was looking at an ant that could be crushed at any time.
Ishihara was not angered by such contempt.
"Zhang Sang is indeed a hero from a young age."
"I've always heard of Marshal Zhang's fame.
Today, he saw Zhang Sang's iron-blooded demeanor, even more so than Zhang Shao Shuai's!”
Even though the situation on the battlefield was unfavorable, Ishihara smiled calmly.
It was clearly the first time he had met Zhang Xueceng, but it was as if he was an old friend who had been reminiscing for many years.
However, the soldiers of the 3rd division couldn't hold it in anymore.
They didn't understand why their commander would sit opposite the Japanese commander and drink tea.
"What's going on? What is Commander doing?"
"Is this a peaceful ending? Negotiate?"
"No way, this works?"
Everyone was discussing animatedly. Only Zhou Weiguo had a solemn expression.
Ishihara's Soft Smile was playing a scheming and overt tactic.
It could be seen from the commotion of the surrounding soldiers.
As expected of the Japanese army, they were the most resourceful.
Without moving a single bullet, he had already destroyed the resistance of the enemy army.
He even planted a nail between the Northeast Army and Zhang Xueceng.
"Let's fight."
Zhang Xueceng did not mind and stood up with a smile.
Soon, Ishihara smiled and returned to the Japanese camp.
Itagaki Seishiro quickly gave the order to attack.
"Dong! Thump! Dong!"
Dozens of dull booms could be heard from the Japanese camp.
The 2nd Regiment's field artillery, the 2nd Regiment's 12 150mm K18 howitzers, 24 77mm mountain cannons.
The first thing they did was to launch a bombing attack on the Feng army's position two kilometers away.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
In the sky, dozens of cannonballs were dragging red flames.
It smashed into the front line of the 3rd Division.
For a time, the sound of explosions continued.
Along with the monstrous flames, the entire camp was enveloped.
Even the soldiers who had already hidden in the cat's ear holes could feel the scorching shockwave above their heads.
The sudden Japanese attack did not surprise Zhang Xueceng.
He walked step by step, firmly heading towards his own camp that was burning with flames.
Some of his thin and weak bodies looked so imposing under the backdrop of countless artillery explosions.
.........
Fengtian Garrison Guards 'command center.
"Master, Commander Xu is calling!"
A communications soldier quickly ran to Zhou Weiguo's side to report.
Zhou Weiguo, who was staring at the center of the camp, did not put down the binoculars in his hand.
He just waved his hand and gestured for the signal soldier to pull the phone over.
"Hello, this is Zhou Weiguo."
"Hey! A teacher! Where's our artillery?
The Japanese's firepower is very fierce. Let them quickly suppress the other side!”
Xu Hu shouted anxiously on the other end of the phone.
The regiment at the front of the formation was bombarded by the Japanese.
The base was not made of concrete. Even the Japanese's 75mm mountain cannon could cause great damage.
This made Xu Hu very angry.
If it weren't for the fact that the artillery company only had six 120mm mortars, he would have ordered the Japanese artillery to be blown up.
In a straight line attack, the power of mortars was inferior to mountain cannons and field cannons.
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