The sound of heavy machine gun fire in the night was deafening. The orange-red bullets shot out like a waterfall. Meanwhile, the barbarians' vanguard was constantly charging at them from the front.
This scene made the soldiers feel that their adrenaline was soaring just by looking at it and listening to the gunshots beside their ears.
"Don't tell me these barbarians really think they can charge through the defensive line like this?" a Pyro Company soldier muttered. He turned his head and looked at the machinery covered in tarps. On the city walls, the heavy machinery was standing quietly under the grayish-green tarps.
P5092 watched quietly as the barbarians got closer and closer. The leather shields they were holding were also getting closer and closer. His deputy commander said, "Sir, we can't wait any longer. If our shields are not destroyed by the time they get within 300 meters of us, our defensive line will be in danger."
But even so, P5092 still did not say anything. That was because the last group of barbarians at the rear had not reached the position he expected from the thousands of barbarians that stretched for several kilometers.
He silently calculated the distance in his mind. Then, at some point, P5092 said, "Artillery, open fire."
The grayish-green tarpaulin covering the city walls was suddenly pulled back by the soldiers, and the rapid-fire cannons were immediately revealed. In P5092's 3rd Division's fighting forces, the Pyro Company soldiers were not the most proud of their superior physical fitness, but the artillery troops.
There were two special infantry brigades in the 3rd Division, and each infantry brigade was made up of 18 artillery batteries. Every six artillery batteries formed a separate fighting force, and they would gather their artillery fire together to quickly cover a single target.
When necessary, this huge artillery array could even become a huge "artillery battery" that would only attack a single target in the same area.
Back at Longtan Canyon, the artillery batteries were only trying out their skills. Now it was time for the 3rd Division to shine. It was precisely because of this that P5092 dared to hang the barbarians' corpses outside his defensive zone. He did not mind the barbarians attacking his defensive line at all.
Instead, he hoped that the barbarians' rage would burn even more fiercely and they would charge even closer.
The caliber of the rapid-fire artillery that the artillery troops were equipped with was only 76.2 millimeters, but its rate of fire could reach an astonishing 20 rounds per minute. At this rate of fire, accuracy would inevitably be sacrificed, but P5092 did not care at all.
The barbarians were fast-moving targets, so there was not much point in emphasizing accuracy. Instead of aiming seriously, it was better to use cannons to plow the ground.
The moment the barbarians entered the one-kilometer range, the light rapid-fire cannons on the city walls began to roar. Compared to them, the heavy machine guns from before could only be called barking dogs, and these cannons were the real beasts!
It was only the first round of fire from the huge cannon array, but it had already blown up the charging barbarians' formation into pieces. The leather shields that they relied on for cover seemed especially insignificant under the effects of the cannonballs.
The Pyro Company soldiers on the Great Wall could not wait to cheer. When they heard about the massacre in the city, they were all furious. Moreover, someone even said the scouts had seen the barbarians piling up the corpses of 176 civilians into small hills outside the city to show the expeditionary army's strength.
Some people had once seen scattered records of the war before the Cataclysm. The records said that the Central Plains had also been massacred during the war. The number of deaths in a single war was as high as hundreds of thousands, and most of them were innocent civilians.
That battle was defined as the Day of National Humiliation, and everyone had to remember it.
The significance of the massacre of Stronghold 176 to the entire Central Plains was that it made everyone in the Central Plains realize this was a battle for the survival of their race. It was a battle that would not end until one side was wiped out.
Ever since the massacre of Stronghold 176, there was no longer any possibility of peace talks in this war.
When the artillery troops started plowing the ground, the barbarians finally started retreating. In the face of the powerful firearms of the Central Plains, they had no choice but to retreat.
But P5092 had been too patient just now. He waited until the barbarians were within a kilometer of him before he ordered the artillery troops to open fire. Therefore, even though the barbarians had retreated, there were not many of them left.
It would be considered lucky for a few hundred of the advance guard of several thousand people to make it out alive.
His adjutant asked, "Sir, should we pursue them?"
"Pursue them." P5092 said coldly, "We'll carry out Plan B that I came up with previously. The rest of you, hang up the corpses of these barbarians at dawn so that more of them will remember this place."
With that, the Pyro Company's main forces started attacking. The artillery troops on standby on the city walls felt invigorated by the pressure of the large army.
They drove the off-road vehicles loaded with heavy machine guns north with the goal of completing the final harvest on the battlefield.
However, P5092 still did not show any joy of victory on his face. He ordered someone to bring him a pair of binoculars and quietly looked into the distance.
A forest would appear more than ten kilometers north of the Great Wall. The Pyro Company's troops had been trying to find out how many expeditionary troops were hiding in that forest, but they had lost contact with all the scouts that had entered the forest.
No one knew what was hidden there. Was it just these advance guard troops? P5092 felt it was more than that.
The 3rd Division's main forces were getting closer and closer to the forest. Meanwhile, the barbarians who were lucky enough to survive were running for their lives towards the forest.
Gradually, due to the uneven terrain, the formation of the Pyro Company's main forces started to get a little disjointed. Some of the companies were charging at the front while others were lagging behind.
When the troops at the front were about to enter a two-kilometer radius from the forest, gunfire also lit up in the forest to everyone's surprise.
The Pyro Company troops that were chasing after the barbarians were instantly hit by heavy machine gun bullets. There was even the sound of mortar fire coming from the forest.
But a moment later, the barbarians hiding in the forest realized that other than the hundreds of Pyro Company soldiers who had died at the front, the other soldiers had immediately retreated when they were 4.5 kilometers away from the forest. It was as though they knew the range of their firepower and had left in advance!
Only then did the barbarians realize the Pyro Company's main forces had not fallen behind at all. They had deliberately not caught up to them. It was just that the main forces were chasing after them with such great momentum that the barbarians could not tell what was going on.
Moreover, no one noticed that the flares in the sky had stopped at some point. This seemed to be one of the details that had been carefully prepared for the feint attack. Without the illumination of the flares, the barbarians could not see the exact situation of the Pyro Company's main forces.
In this short game, many people did not expect the barbarians to also know how to use firearms and explosives. Before this, everyone thought the barbarians would only wield axes and hack at people like the natives!
But P5092 had used the lives of several hundred people to tell the other commanders of the Pyro Company that the barbarians were even more cunning than they had imagined.
But no matter what, P5092 had won this short game again.
Next to him, his deputy commander asked, "Sir, how did you know the barbarians would use firearms and explosives?"
The so-called Plan B was just a feint attack. Right from the beginning, P5092 had no intention of really killing off the remaining barbarians. He only wanted to use the suicide squad to spy on the situation.
Although some people had died in this game, it was definitely worth it for the commanders to use the lives of several hundred people to obtain extremely important information in a large-scale war.
Just as Ren Xiaosu had concluded, although the Pyro Company was fighting against the enemies from the North, it did not affect their ruthless and ruthless nature at all.
If this victory required P5092 to sacrifice himself, P5092 would probably sacrifice himself without hesitation.
They were ruthless to others and also ruthless to their own people. Everything they wanted was for the final result, and the process was not important at all.
"Although they've lost the technology to manufacture firearms and explosives, everyone knows how powerful firearms and explosives are." P5092 said slowly, "After the fall of Stronghold 176, there's no reason for the barbarians not to make use of the large number of armaments there. However, I can't guarantee anything until I'm sure. Go and look for the intelligence agency. I want to know what other heavy firepower Stronghold 176 originally had before dawn. "
With that, P5092 turned around and descended the Great Wall. This would be a long war, so there was no need to exhaust himself on the Great Wall.
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