Bright Sword: Stop pretending, I am the most powerful warlord

As the devil's last plane crashed, the devil's last hope was also shattered.

Zhao Gang, who witnessed all this, was suddenly excited.

"It's down, it's down, this little devil has no hope at all!"

"Captain Wu, this is an opportunity, can we launch an attack now?"

Wu Qianli chuckled: "After such a long delay, it's time to launch a general attack!"

"Order, all troops immediately shrink the encirclement, and use the fastest speed to wipe out the devils."

"Yes!" Zhao Gang responded, and quickly turned and left.

In the trench on the right, Li Yunlong punched the ground heavily.

"The little devil's plane is finished. At this time, the army's morale must be in chaos. This is a good time to launch an attack."

Shen Quan frowned, he knew what Li Yunlong meant.

If it was before, they must have launched a charge at this time, but now they are under the command of Wu Qianli, and Wu Qianli's order has not been issued, so they dare not act rashly.

"Hey!" Shen Quan sighed, "I'm so anxious to death."

"Captain, such a good opportunity, let's rush up and wipe out the devils!"

Li Yunlong said helplessly: "If I had commanded the battle, I would have damned overwhelmed it long ago, and I would have to wait until now."

"The same goes for Wu Qianli. I don't know what to think, and I haven't issued an order for a general attack."

At this moment, a communications soldier hurried over.

"Head, Head Wu has issued an order, let our independent regiment move forward and launch a general attack!"

"Haha!" Li Yunlong was overjoyed: "It's finally here!"

"Pass my order, the second battalion and the third battalion will attack from left to right, the first battalion will attack from the front, and the artillery battalion will fully fire to cover the charge of the large troops."

"Blow the charge!"

"Yes!" Everyone roared, and with the sound of the charge, they jumped out of the trench and rushed towards the place where the devil was.

At the same time, Ding Wei, Kong Jie, Chu Yunfei and others also received orders to launch a general attack.

After being held back for so long, everyone exploded at this moment, the encirclement shrunk at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they all launched a fierce attack towards one point.

The artillery shells of each regiment launched bombardments from all directions, constantly destroying the resistance on the outside of the devils.

There were shouts of killing everywhere, and all the devils panicked at this moment.

"Don't panic, quickly organize the defense line!"

A leader of the Devils League looked at the fleeing devils and screamed and gave orders.

But now the devil's formation has already become a mess, and his order can't be conveyed at all.

Moreover, fighter jets five thousand miles in the sky would pass over their heads from time to time, which caused them to find cover while thinking about running for their lives.

The commanders of their respective troops could not find their own soldiers, and the soldiers could not get orders from their commanders, and it became a messy gruel.

However, the more chaotic their formation was, the easier it was for the various units of the Eighth Route Army to fight.

After a while, Li Yunlong's troops took the lead in rushing into the devil formation under the cover of artillery fire.

Li Yunlong held a gun in one hand and a broadsword in the other.

After a shuttle of bullets swept away, several devils in front of them fell into a pool of blood in an instant.

With a loud roar, the big knife in his hand went towards the devil in front again, the big knife fell, and the devil's head fell to the ground.

Not far away, Ding Wei, Kong Jie and the others were also happy to kill. Most of the devils in their direction were hiding in the trenches. Whenever a devil tried to climb out of the trench, they would be kicked back.

"Don't even smudge, don't throw any grenades, just blow up these sons of bitches!"

Ding Wei roared, and the soldiers around him immediately took out grenades, forming a dense rain of bullets in the air.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of explosions continued, and the flames instantly enveloped the entire trench, filling the entire battlefield with the smell of gunpowder.

Yoshio Iwamatsu, who was in the middle of the team, stared wide-eyed, full of horror.

He wanted to escape, but there were shouts of killing all around him, and he didn't know which direction he could escape from.

At this moment, a devil soldier hurriedly ran up to him.

"Reporting to Your Excellency Yansong, our right wing is about to be breached by the Tuba Road, please issue an order immediately."

"Nani?" Yoshio Iwamatsu was shocked: "There are so many people in the village division, how could it be broken through?"

"Quickly, let Xiaocun Division send troops to plug the gap."

Now Yoshio Iwamatsu has nothing to do. He knows very well that the plane failed to rescue them, and their morale has already fallen to the bottom.

Moreover, the offensive artillery fire and the bombing planes took turns to bombard them. Their team was out of ten, and their formation was already riddled with holes.

"Yamada-kun, what should we do now? You are the smartest person in the empire, you should quickly find a way, or we will all die here."

Yamada looked around dumbly, and finally said: "Your Excellency Yansong, the only way right now is to gather all the troops currently in hand and launch a breakthrough against one point. Maybe we still have a chance."

Yoshio Iwamatsu was stunned for a few seconds and then shouted again: "Don't panic, orderly, orderly!"

But no matter how much he yelled, even his throat was hoarse, but no orderly came over.

"Cough cough!"

After coughing twice, Yoshio Iwamatsu roared angrily: "Damn, these bastards, we haven't lost yet, how could they be so flustered?"

"Since no one can convey the order, then I will go up and direct it myself!"

After speaking, Yoshio Iwamatsu climbed up the trench under Yamada's surprised gaze.

The next second, Yoshio Iwamatsu was stunned by the scene in front of him.

At this time, the Eighth Route Army soldiers in all directions were less than 200 meters away from them, and Li Yunlong's troops on the right had rushed to their trenches.

Those ghost soldiers who stood in front of them were killed without any decent resistance in the face of the charging Eighth Route Army.

"How could this be? How could this be?"

"The 12 army is the elite of the empire, even 12 pigs wouldn't be defeated like this!"

"Pfft!"

Perhaps because he couldn't accept the direct defeat, Yoshio Iwamatsu fell to his knees all of a sudden, staring blankly at the devil soldiers who kept falling in front of him, his hands hanging on the ground weakly.

Yamada behind was shocked when he saw this, and rushed to the trench: "Your Excellency Yansong, cheer up, we haven't lost yet."

"As long as we can go back and make a comeback in the future, we still have a chance to take revenge."

However, his words sound ridiculous to Iwamatsu Yoshio at the moment.

Comeback?He has no chance.

12 people were defeated, and he himself was still guilty, so what if he managed to escape back to Taicheng?
Tada Hayao will not let him go, and Ando will not let him go, in the end he can only die.

"Yamada-kun, it's over, we're completely over!"