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

Knowing that Qingcheng had been lost, Xiao Muqi ordered the troops to advance rapidly.

He himself climbed into the truck to let the communications personnel on the vehicle contact the Black Zee Division in the rear.

"Immediately send a report to the Black Ze Division, telling them to speed up and go hand in hand with our troops, and when they arrive at Qingcheng, immediately deploy formation and surround Qingcheng!"

"Hayi!" The devil's communicator responded, and the telegram sounded immediately.

Soon after, the Kurosawa Division, which received the order, accelerated its march and caught up with the Xiaomu Division from the side.

The two divisions moved forward side by side, like a huge fishing net encircling Qingcheng.

"Your Excellency Xiaomu, the Kurosawa Division has already followed us, but I think it is more appropriate to send another troop to investigate the situation in Qingcheng."

Xiaomu snorted coldly: "Now we are racing against time!"

"The battle between Wu Qianli and Kubo-kun has just passed such a short period of time. The original fortifications must have been almost destroyed in the battle. As long as we can attack them before they build new fortifications, we will have a great advantage." The probability of taking back Qingcheng!"

"I've already figured it out, as long as we reach the range of our heavy artillery, I will order the cannon with Mr. Kurosawa!"

"Qingcheng can be razed to the ground, but Wu Qianli must die."

Seeing Xiaomu's resolute attitude, the devil's chief of staff couldn't say anything more, but he had a vague premonition in his heart, and even felt his heart beating violently.

"Your Excellency Xiaomu, do you feel that the ground seems to be shaking?"

Xiaomu was taken aback: "You also feel this way?"

"Ha Yi!" The chief of staff quickly nodded: "At first I thought it was caused by uneven roads, but the closer we got to Qingcheng, the stronger this feeling became."

"It's like... like there's something huge coming our way."

"Giant thing?" Xiaomu was stunned for a moment, as if he suddenly thought of something, he quickly raised his hand to signal to stop.

He has a bad premonition now, and he can clearly feel that there is a breath of death approaching them.

Before the truck stopped, Xiaomu pushed open the door and climbed to the top of the truck, picked up the binoculars and looked ahead.

Through the binoculars, he found a gray area in front of him, as if thousands of wild horses were galloping.

Just when he was still wondering, a black figure emerged from the dust. It was a King Tiger tank, and more and more followed.

Xiaomu hurriedly put down the binoculars and rubbed his eyes. He couldn't believe that there were so many tanks ahead.

If he hadn't known that his opponent was Wu Qianli, he would have most likely thought that Qingcheng was captured by the North Bear Army.

Picking up the binoculars again, Xiaomu came to his senses. He knew that he had read correctly, and now there was indeed a tank troop advancing towards them.

"Tank troops! There are a lot of tanks ahead!"

"All the artillery was set up immediately, ready to fire, and they must not be allowed to approach."

Xiaomu roared hoarsely, he knew very well that once the tank troops rushed over, they would be powerless to stop them, and the only chance was to destroy them on the way before the tank troops arrived.

"Hurry up!"

"Hurry up and get ready to fight!"

Xiaomu jumped out of the truck, and pushed and shoved the hurried soldiers around him.

The devil soldiers didn't dare to delay, a large number of infantry rushed to the front to set up formation, batch after batch of scouts rushed out of the team to find out the exact information of the tank troops, and the signal soldiers rushed towards the rear of the devils frantically!

For a while, the devil's two divisions became a mess.

At the same time, there was a roar from the sky not far away.

"Captain, I can already see the devil troops in front of me. The yellow ones are just like the yellowed leeks in the field!"

The pilot had just finished speaking when a powerful voice came from the radio.

"The bombers don't care about the devil's infantry in front. The destination is the devil's artillery unit. The cluster incendiary bombs are ready."

"The fighter plane lowers its altitude and prepares to shoot!"

"Yes!" The voices of the pilots of the planes came quickly from the radio, and in the next second all the bombers accelerated and flew towards the rear of the devil.

Hearing the sound of the engine coming from the sky, Xiaomu raised his head in horror, his jaw almost hit the ground in surprise.

He is completely confused now, there are tanks on the ground and planes in the sky, what is the origin of this five thousand miles, and why is there such a big hand.

But the shock is the shock, what he cares most now is how to solve the crisis in front of him.

These fighters are obviously not good at coming, and now they are getting closer and closer.

"All machine guns are ready to shoot down Wuqianli's plane!

Facing these planes, Xiao Mu didn't have any means of controlling the air, and now he could only hope that their machine guns could shoot down the planes.

"Your Excellency Xiaomu, the tanks and planes have already been dispatched. We will definitely not be able to capture Qingcheng this time, so we should quickly order a retreat!"

Xiaomu smiled wryly, he also wanted to retreat, but at least they had two divisions, so where else could they retreat at this time?

No matter how fast a truck runs, can it still outrun an airplane?And there are tanks on the ground, how could they escape?
Running is death, not running is death, so he might as well fight Wu Qianli, maybe he can still find a way out.

After a while, five thousand miles of flying troops came over them.

But it was the bomber units that arrived first, and they did not stop where the infantry were, and did not even drop a single bomb.

This operation directly made Xiaomu stunned. Just when he secretly thought that he had escaped a catastrophe, a group of fighter jets roared towards him.

Without saying a word, Xiaomu waved his big hand, and dozens of light and heavy machine guns on the ground fired wildly at a 45-degree angle.

On the plane, a pilot looked down contemptuously.

"The devil is crazy. All fighter jets should increase their flight altitude. It doesn't need to be too high, just out of the range of the devil's machine gun."

"Shooters get ready and shoot in a wide area."

"Contact the bomber unit and tell them that if there are any extra cluster incendiary bombs when they return, let them come to us and throw two!"

The radio was hung up, and all the planes immediately raised their flight altitudes. At the same time, Gatling fired at full power, sweeping wildly at the ground.

This time, dense bullets fell from the sky, as if it was raining iron.

The devils lying on the ground originally wanted to avoid the bombs, but they didn't expect Wu Qianli to use bullets against them, and they all became fixed meat targets for a while.

"Da da da!"

On the plane, the barrels of the Gatling guns were all red, but all the fighter planes combined killed less than one-tenth of the devils.

The fighter pilot shook his head helplessly when he saw this, and picked up the radio: "We are ready to return, the bomber will pick it up, and send two cluster incendiary bombs to the devil infantry, and leave the rest to the tank troops!"

Soon, two faint words came from the radio: "Received!"