(Author's note: Apologies.)
The Japanese's defense line was not to be trifled with. By the time Ran Min's troops reached the fort, three out of ten of the ten thousand elite soldiers were gone. If it weren't for the fact that they were elite soldiers, the troops would have collapsed long ago.
The further they went, the more concentrated the enemy's firepower became.
When they arrived in front of the battery, the numerous holes below continuously shot out bullets. Fortunately, the sword and shield soldiers were all wearing armor and had chest protectors to protect their vital parts. Otherwise, if they were hit, they would have died immediately.
The bullets hit the armor and made a "ding ding" sound, like the call of the Grim Reaper. If they were unlucky enough to be hit in the face without armor, there was basically no chance of survival.
What was good for Ran Min's troops was that once they reached the fort, the most lethal cannons lost their effectiveness and no longer posed a threat to them.
Even the enemy's archers at the back, because of the obstructed line of sight, their damage was greatly reduced. The corners of the fort were the enemy's blind spots, so it became a safe zone.
"Charge!" Ran Min's face was fierce.
Hearing this, some of the soldiers immediately set up a simple ladder and leaned against the fort. Using their shields to protect the front, they skillfully climbed up the fort with their Tang swords. Their movements were very efficient, and it was obvious that they were well trained.
In the distance, Guo Ziyi saw this and nodded in satisfaction, "At least they didn't make me lose face!"
Although the fort was considered a defensive structure, it couldn't be compared to a city wall. Not only was the fort narrower by half, but the front row of the fort was only four meters high, making it very easy to climb.
Although Ran Min was tall, his movements were like a nimble gorilla. In two or three moves, he climbed up the fort. Brandishing his spear, he killed the six Japanese soldiers that surrounded him.
Soon, Ran Min had a firm foothold on top of the fort, and led more soldiers onto the fort.
Guo Ziyi, who was far away, saw this and her eyes flashed. She waved the flag and with a 'shua' sound, the remaining sixty thousand elite soldiers of the First Legion of the Blazing Flame Army who had boarded the Scarlet Horse Boats a long time ago rushed towards the beach.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! "
Another burst of cannons sounded. Ran Min's troops only affected the first row of forts. The next two rows of forts, as well as the arrow towers, were still operating normally, firing towards the beach.
With the brave performance of the vanguard troops personally led by the Legion Commander, the Blazing Flame Army was no longer afraid. The generals and soldiers braved the sky full of cannon fire and roared as they charged forward.
"Glory to the Blazing Flame Army!"
Yes, if they won this battle, the Blazing Flame Army would be renowned throughout the world.
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If they wanted to break through the enemy's defensive line, there were two major problems.
The first was to open up a gap in the defensive line and use it as a base point to spread out in all directions. After paying a heavy price, the 10,000 elites of the Blazing Flame Army completed this difficult task.
The second was to guard the gap, which was even more difficult than the first.
Seeing Ran Min's troops climb onto the forts, the Mikasa City army and the Japanese army went berserk, charging towards Ran Min without any regard for their own lives.
From the looks of it, it seemed like Ran Min's troops would be drowned.
The Blazing Flame Army was not to be outdone either. They swore to defend the hard-earned glory of the Blazing Flame Army with their lives. Both sides fought with their lives on the line. In their eyes, there was only offense and no defense.
The intense battle caused even the heavens and earth to change color.
However, the gale on the sea was getting stronger and stronger. The waves surged and splashed against the beach. The Scarlet Horse Boats that the expeditionary army used to disembark were rocked up and down by the waves.
Some of the Scarlet Horse Boats capsized, causing a disaster at sea.
Even the fleet that was docked on the outskirts began to move up and down. Although they had lowered their sails, they were still unable to stabilize themselves. This was because the ships were too densely packed and could easily collide with each other.
"This damned weather!"
Yu Dayou, the commander of the Cliff Mountain Fleet, complained as he began to evacuate the ships. At the same time, he arranged for the sailors to go into the sea to rescue the Blazing Flame Army soldiers who had fallen into the water.
Luo Feng City was located in the hinterland of the north. Thus, the majority of the Blazing Flame Army soldiers did not know how to swim.
The battle on the forts was extremely intense.
The soldiers on both sides were in a killing frenzy. In less than half an hour, the forts were completely dyed red with blood.
This was because corpses continuously fell from the forts, accompanied by the rain of blood. This completely obscured the line of sight of the musketeers that were hiding within the forts.
This showed how intense the battle was.
To the Japanese, every battle in the country war was a decisive battle, a battle to the death. Every time they lost a position on the battlefield, it meant that they were one step closer to the destruction of their country.
Therefore, they had no way out and could only fight to the death.
This was especially true for the Japanese professional players. The destruction of their country was not only a matter of honor, but also their lives. If they could defend, then everything would be fine. If they couldn't, then rather than being forced to reincarnate by Gaia, they would rather die on the battlefield.
The Japanese were still very fierce. When they put their lives on the line, it was enough to make people tremble in fear.
The most obvious example was that Ran Min's troops, who had finally managed to charge onto the forts, were being attacked by the enemy. Their numbers were decreasing at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye. The positions that they had just occupied were constantly being taken back by the enemy.
Seeing that the positions that his men had sacrificed their lives for were about to be lost, the Martial Mourning Heavenly King Ran Min was enraged!
"Kill!"
Old K let out a loud roar. His voice shook the entire arena, sending shockwaves everywhere.
Ran Min's originally tall and sturdy body suddenly expanded. His muscles bulged like a small mountain and his veins popped out. A fierce aura rushed out, causing people to feel fear.
The long spear was as red as blood.
The Japanese soldiers surrounding Ran Min on the forts were the most. Seeing Ran Min's power, they were so scared that they retreated instead of advancing. Ran Min coldly smiled and took the initiative to attack.
In an instant, flesh and blood flew everywhere and corpses littered the battlefield.
The crazed Ran Min was like an ancient beast. He rampaged through the battlefield, invincible. Wherever his long spear passed, no one was able to block a single attack from Ran Min.
Even the Japanese players couldn't do that!
Fear spread like a plague. No wonder he was one of China's Ten Great Generals. He really made people tremble in fear.
"Let's go together!"
The Japanese soldiers defeated their fear and once again charged at Ran Min.
Ran Min's eyes were like lightning. His face was cold and unspeakable killing intent and ferocity. He was like an emotionless killing machine. He weaved his way through the enemy's ranks, not knowing the word 'fatigue'.
If a person gets in his way, he will kill.
"Kill!"
Stimulated by this, the Raging Flame Corps vanguard's morale soared. They became even more ferocious and wanted to take back their positions.
This battle entered its most desperate stage. Both sides forgot about life and death. They forgot about their comrades. They forgot about everything else. In their eyes, there was only the enemy. In their hearts, there was only one thought.
"Kill him!"
The number of casualties rose like a tide. Both sides suffered heavy casualties.
As the saying goes, one is no match for the many. Although Ran Min was brave, he was only one person. The Japanese army that was stationed behind him seemed to be endless. Every time a batch died, another batch would take its place.
There were only a few Raging Flame Corps soldiers left standing on the forts.
Out of the ten thousand Raging Flame Corps soldiers, not even one remained.
A desolate feeling filled the battlefield, causing people to be moved.
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