Chapter 841 Absolute Crush
Chapter 841 Absolute Crush
At this time, in the Rusov army, Taro watched the army marching, but his heart was no longer on this war that was destined to be won.
On the day he left, Rusov talked to him. Now there is a greater achievement waiting for Rusov to achieve in the south of the kingdom.
As Rusov's trusted and beloved player, Rusov would naturally not let him be absent.
"Speed up, replenish water and rest, and then continue on the journey immediately."
Taro ordered.
"General Taro, the scouts have been sent out, and no signs of an ambush have been found."
The general of the outpost troops came back to report.
"Be careful and alert."
Tarot was just giving a routine instruction.
However, at this time, the artillery observer tens of thousands of meters away was watching the movements of their army through a rangefinder.
"The enemy has all entered the second coverage circle. Request the regimental commander to open fire."
Observers report the observation terms that have been marked in advance.
They had divided the area into four fire coverage circles when they were surveying and marking. However, in order to completely cover and blockade the enemy, they had to at least get a second encirclement circle.
The data was reported, and after the commanders of the two artillery regiments and the commander of the directly affiliated artillery battalion received the observation situation, they immediately issued the order to open fire.
The next moment, the sky was clear and the army, which was resting and replenishing water with the sound of people shouting and horses neighing, suddenly heard countless sharp whistles.
After the sound was made, the strengths and weaknesses of the three legions that came this time could be seen.
Upon hearing the roar, the elite Second Legion immediately began to gather their troops and raised their shields to the sky to block the attack.
Most of the members of the 3rd and 8th Legions were still confused about what was happening and where the sound came from. They were staring blankly at the people of the 2nd Legion who quickly gathered together and formed a turtle formation with shields.
The next moment, there was a rumbling sound, and the sound of continuous large-caliber artillery shells exploding was heard. In an instant, countless defenseless enemy troops were turned into ashes under the fierce artillery fire.
Even though the Second Legion was elite and formed into turtle formations of varying sizes in time, the density and power of the artillery were still too great. Just the first hail of bullets resulted in hundreds of casualties.
However, just when they thought the enemy would launch a charge, there were continuous shrieks and the rumbling sounds of artillery explosions.
And at this time, the rain of bullets did not stop at all. Before one wave of bullets was over, the second wave of bullets came immediately.
In an instant, the entire Yug River, including Yug Mountain, turned into a sea of explosions.
At this time, Rusov's troops also reacted and immediately formed a temporary military formation under the command of their surviving officers to resist the artillery attack.
At this time, they still thought that they were ambushed by the magician, and they just wanted to take advantage of the magician's short blue bar to survive the magic attack.
Some people resisted while praying to the God of Magic, hoping that the bombing would end soon.
However, their opponents had no magic at all, and the one they were praying to now was not the God of Magic, but the God of Cannons.
The artillery was so powerful, and coupled with the long-designed firing units, it could be said that the First Artillery Regiment was fighting the most favorable battle.
Looking at Yushan through the telescope and watching the rain of artillery fire, the soldiers of the First Army not only heard the sound of artillery shells exploding, but also the wailing and begging for mercy of the enemies on the battlefield.
Dean put down the telescope and looked at Yushan Mountain where artillery fire was raging in the distance.
They had long guessed such a scene, but when they actually saw the horror of modern artillery on the battlefield, he, as the commander, couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
This is not a war, this is a massacre.
Dean was not the only one who had the same idea as him. The regimental commanders and battalion and company-level generals also had the same idea.
Brunei put down the telescope in his hand. At this moment, he was not as sentimental as Dean. Instead, he looked at Dean and smiled:
“Why, it feels cruel, and this is war, and they started it.
Have you ever thought about what will happen if we don’t destroy them and we are defeated after they reach our base?
I believe you've seen the intelligence, and given Rusov's personality, he's probably going to order a massacre."
Dean closed his eyes and thought for a while, then opened his eyes and said:
"You really are worthy of being a political commissar."
"I'll just take it as a compliment."
"Give the order to stop the shelling and prepare to advance to encircle, clear and clean up the battlefield."
Dean turned and said to the messenger beside him.
The messenger came to his senses, swallowed his saliva, and left after receiving the order.
Soon the artillery stopped, and when the wind blew away the smoke, what appeared in front of Dean and the others was a scorched earth ruin that had been blown into loose soil.
An extremely pungent and unpleasant smell of blood and burnt food was brought by the wind. Dean frowned and immediately ordered the troops to surround and clean up the battlefield.
Although the artillery fire was fierce, there were still some fish that slipped through the net. However, at this time, the survivors had completely lost their will to fight, and most of them were frightened to temporary madness by the horrific scene just now.
There was no way. In just half an hour, three legions, a total of 40,000 people were turned into ashes in an instant.
Not to mention those of them who had never seen modern warfare, even in the First and Second World Wars in Chen Cheng's previous life, such tragic scenes were extremely rare.
At this moment, all the survivors, whether they were ragtag or elite, turned into rats. There was no need for the First Army's soldiers to control them. Just one word and they all became prisoners obediently.
In their eyes at this moment, the soldiers of the First Army were no longer human beings, they were a group of devils living in the world.
When the battlefield was being cleaned and counted, unfortunately, of the three legion commanders who came this time, the commanders of the third and eighth legions only had a few pieces of blood-stained cloth left to prove their identities.
Although they were all epic-level warriors, they could only end up suffering in the face of such fierce artillery fire.
Only Taro, commander of the Second Legion, was able to save his life as he was surrounded and protected by his personal guards.
However, his condition was not very good at this time. His hands and feet were almost blown off, and his face was severely burned and disfigured. If he had not been discovered in time, he would probably have died from excessive bleeding soon.
At this time, Dean and the others didn't know Taro's identity, they only knew that he should be one of the three legions.
"At least there's one person still alive. Give him treatment and make sure he survives."
Dean ordered.
Soon a medical soldier came to stop Taro's bleeding and treat him.
At this time, Brunei walked to Dean and said to him with a wry smile:
"Your work is done, but mine has just begun."
Dean was also looking at the soldiers of the First Army who were cleaning up the battlefield. At this time, there was no joy of victory on the faces of the soldiers of the First Army. On the contrary, their faces were heavy.
And many people couldn't help but vomit while cleaning.
Dean frowned and sighed when he saw this:
"It seems you still need to hone your skills. However, you will have to put in more effort from now on. I will ask the company commanders of each regiment and battalion to cooperate with your work."
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