Rise From Eight Hundred

To be honest, the initial velocity of the 5-kilogram iron shell never exceeded 100 meters per second. After a few seconds of flight, the almost spherical shell design lost its thrust and the shell speed slowed down.

So much so that the trajectory of the shell could be seen with the naked eye!

But it still had a speed of 70 to 80 meters per second, so you can't just see it and avoid it.

So many Japanese saw a black sphere coming over the mountain and hitting them hard.

Then, at a height of about 7 to 8 meters from the ground, it exploded!

Yeyue Village used its own homemade black gunpowder, which was an ancient gunpowder formula of one sulfur, two nitrates and three charcoal. This kind of gunpowder had a small explosion power and was unstable. It would explode if there was a spark or a violent impact. In the future, it would basically be used to make fireworks.

However, although black gunpowder is ancient, as long as it is filled with a lot, it can still kill people. Moreover, this treasure of the village, called the blooming bomb in Yeyue Village, is filled with 1.5 kilograms of explosives and up to 2.5 kilograms of iron pieces and stones.

To put it bluntly, the air waves are too far away for the Jiuli people and are not in their world, but the iron pieces and stones stimulated by explosives can definitely make people bleed.

Moreover! These iron pieces and specially polished granite stones have been specially treated.

The concept of the Jiuli people in external warfare is: either don't fight, or you have to kill the opponent completely!

They don't understand bacterial infection, but they also know that wounds are difficult to heal after being contaminated.

Therefore, the iron pieces and stones in these "flowering bombs" that are only used against powerful enemies are soaked in years of feces and urine and then dried. For fear that they are not dirty enough, in addition to the village's own production, they are even mixed with the feces of several carnivorous creatures such as wolves, bears, and pigs.

Let’s not talk about the smell, just the rich bacteria species in it. It is estimated that even in the future, doctors will have to desperately prescribe various antibiotics to ensure that the guy hit by this thing will not get sepsis!

Knowing that the shrapnel shells were about to be launched, the people of Yeyue Village on the hillside, including the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, hid themselves tightly. They were more cautious than throwing the ‘killer bee’ hive.

After all, they still have drugs to disperse the killer bees, but if they are hit by this thing, they may die. Those small things stuffed into the shrapnel shells were all made by their hands.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the iron shell shell that exploded in the air was like an oversized firework, exploding more than 20 meters away from the mountain road on the hillside of area No. 4.

However, apart from the loud bang and the thick smoke, there were no extremely gorgeous fireworks, only countless iron pieces and stones flying around in a 360-degree way without dead angles!

A scream sounded!

At least a dozen Japanese soldiers were hit, whether they were lying or curled up. Unless they could hide their whole body under the shelter, few people within a radius of 500 meters could escape the fragmentation of this heavy "mortar".

This is because there are many natural shelters in the mountains, and the Japanese army is distributed widely. If the old man's artillery operation level is higher, and the explosion happened to be above the mountain road, it is estimated that there will be many more Japanese soldiers hit by the fragments.

"Baga!" Haruta Yuwu, who had been stung by killer bees and turned into a pig head, roared again.

Why is it always me when I get hurt? The Japanese army captain, who was holding his left arm and watching the blood flowing from his left arm, hated the second lieutenant Zhutou Saburo to the extreme at this moment!

Is it okay not to hate that guy? If that guy hadn't insisted on keeping it secret and wanted to kill the Chinese mountain people, would he have run to this ghost place to fight the Chinese mountain people to death?

As a result, some people have guns, bees and cannons!

What's even more infuriating is that he, the commander, was responsible for almost every injury.

In the last round of hornet attacks, if he hadn't wisely thrown his helmet far away and then quickly got into a bush, his entire body would have been three times bigger, not just his head like a pig's head.

As a result, the shells came again before the hornets flew far away, and he was hit by shrapnel on his left arm before he could hide under the stone.

That is, the explosives used in the Chinese-made shells were not powerful enough, otherwise he would not be crying while holding a broken arm instead of covering the wound on his left arm.

Perhaps, if the Japanese Army Captain had the opportunity to return to the field hospital of his own division, and the doctor looked at his wound that would definitely rot and turn black and suggested amputation, he would retract his "naive" idea.

In this era without antibiotics, the wounds of the Japanese infantry hit by shrapnel here would have different degrees of infection, and no more than one in ten would survive, which is far lower than the normal survival rate.

However, the captain of the Japanese Army was right in one point. The power of black gunpowder was indeed insufficient. The driving force of the explosion was far less than that of yellow gunpowder. Therefore, most of the Japanese soldiers who were hit were not hit in the vital parts. The most vulnerable head was protected by the helmet. Only two or three people were killed directly by shrapnel, and the rest were only injured.

As for dying from bacterial infection in the future, that is in the future. At least now they have not completely lost their combat effectiveness!

But the combat effectiveness has been weakened, which is a foregone conclusion.

The old man's artillery level is actually quite good. The five shells fired in succession exploded in the designated area. There was even one that landed on the narrow mountain road and tore a Japanese light machine gun and the shooter to pieces.

But the homemade artillery is not a cannon produced by a regular factory after all, and the quality of its shells is even more difficult to guarantee. There are as many as two duds among the five shells, because they hit the ground and shattered before they could explode in the air. The amazing thing is that the unstable black gunpowder did not explode due to the violent impact.

In the words of the Japanese, it may be the blessing of Amaterasu.

What's more terrible is that after firing six shells in a row, the sixty-year-old man sadly found that the old stone mortar can no longer fire, and there was a visible crack on the barrel. The sixth shell did not explode when it was fired, which was definitely the result of the blessing of the ancestors of Yeyue Village.

The old man was also a ruthless person. Seeing that he brought so many shells, but the cannon could not be used, he did not hesitate. He waved his hand and followed his 20 young and strong men, each holding a shell and running to the battlefield.

In his original words: If the cannon can't be fired, then we use people to smash the shells out.

If the pig-headed captain who suggested to kill whoever he saw knew that they were going to kill such a group of hard bones, I don't know if he would regret it!

But this is more or less a result-oriented way of thinking, and there is no regret medicine in this world!

Just like Long Ying and Long Yan watched their people fall down under the precise shooting of the Japanese army, did the brother and sister regret it?

From the perspective of human nature, they must have regretted it!

After all, it was Long Ying's own decision to fight side by side with Shen Laoliu, because she was also a Chinese soldier, she knew her country, and she wanted to be with her comrades.

And Long Yan chose to fight because his only sister had to go to the battlefield. If he watched his sister die in battle, not to mention that he would spend the rest of his life in pain and regret, his deceased parents would never forgive him.

Chinese people, no matter what tribe, cannot break away from the blood bond! That was engraved into their genes after their ancestors walked down the tree and started group hunting.

Both the brother and sister had reasons to join the war, but what about the people of Yeyue Village? They would never watch their children in the village die, and one of them was the headman, so such a logical chain that could not be cut off was formed.

But in the end, they were the ones who bore the brunt of the death.

In just 20 minutes of fierce fighting, more than 40 bird gun soldiers died under the fierce firepower of the Japanese army, and more than 50 were seriously injured.

Why was it so tragic? It was not because the Japanese army's firearms were so powerful. It was mostly because the Japanese army took advantage of the smoke-filled battlefield to sneak into the area of ​​more than 20 meters and throw grenades.

The continuous grenade throwing attacks caused huge physical and psychological damage to the bird gun soldiers.

The bloody battlefield made the sturdy young men of Yeyue Village look panicked for the first time. They desperately dragged the bodies of their relatives and friends to hide in a safer place, regardless of whether the body in their hands was still alive, and even forgot to fight back.

If it weren't for Shen Laoliu, Zhang San, Long Ying, and Long Yan fighting back with the few remaining riflemen, the Japanese army might not have given them the opportunity to rescue the wounded and would have broken into the mountainside defense line.

The casualties might not be just a hundred people, but the entire defense line on the right wing of the mountainside would have died!

Of course, the Japanese army did not pay a price. Among the more than 270 Japanese soldiers, more than 60 died on the spot, and as many as 100 were wounded.

In terms of casualties alone, the three sergeants led a group of villagers holding homemade guns and cannons, which was even lower than the Japanese army.

This record is enough to be proud of no matter which battlefield in the country!

This is also the case. After this battle, the Jindong Front Command named this battle the Battle of Shayue Valley, and included the villagers of Yeyue Village who participated in the battle into the scope of pensions. All the villagers who died and were injured in the battle were given pensions according to the regular army!

After many years, Brigade Commander Cheng, who returned to Jindong, personally held a shovel and dug the first shovel of soil to lay the foundation for the Shayue Valley Battle Monument!

In his words: If it were not for the heroic resistance of the villagers of Yeyue Village, allowing this group of Japanese troops to enter the rear wing of our defense line, I don’t know how many soldiers would have sacrificed for this! Their sacrifice was for our Chinese soldiers, and they should be immortal!

The villagers of Yeyue Village also returned to their homes at that time! Not only guarding those brave men who died here, but also waiting for those who left for revenge!

But no one knows how many of them can return in the end!

In the distant mountains, Lu Zhongda found the "chicken" who had collapsed to the ground after running seven kilometers at high speed in only 25 minutes through the rising red flares!

Holding the note written by Shen Laoliu, Lu Zhongda was shocked and then sad. How could he not know the outcome of the two people leading a group of villagers and at least one infantry squadron of Japanese troops against each other?

Seeking reinforcements? That is naturally the safest. Even an infantry company can make this group of elite Japanese troops who dare to penetrate the mountains suffer.

But the key is, is it in time? It's not that it's too late to find this group of Japanese troops, but is it in time to save his brothers?

It's too late!

Shen Laoliu and the others don't have three heads and six arms. Even if they have, they can never stop more than 200 Japanese troops.

What emerged in Lu Zhongda's mind was the lonely figure of the deputy company commander Gu Xishui!

"Old Lu, do you know? I have been running very fast, using up all my strength, but if I knew that my youngest sister was in such a dangerous place, even if my lungs exploded and my blood dried up, I would rush to tell her: I love you!" Gu Xishui's tone was very calm when he said this.

But Lu Zhongda could still see a few tears in the lowered eyes of the young officer who was known as the most promising young officer in the Four Lines Regiment.

"It's too late! I didn't have time to tell her. It's such a pity! Even if every time I go to see her, I have to sit there all night and tell her many times!"

The love that was too late to express was Gu Xishui's biggest regret in life, but what about the comrades who were too late to save?

It only took Lu Zhongda 10 seconds to make his own decision.

Three red flares shot into the sky. Lu Zhongda left one person waiting there and took the chicken and ran towards Yeyue Village!

There are more than 3 groups of scouts in this area, and they will all arrive within 20 minutes. One person will return to the main position to ask for help, and everyone else will rush to Yeyue Village with all their strength!

The scouts of the Four Elements Regiment are also very decisive!

However, heavy mountains hindered their progress. Even though they had tried their best and discarded all their burdens except firearms and ammunition, it seemed that they were still too late.

At this time, Sa Yue Valley has reached the final moment of decisive battle.

Zhang San's thousand-round ammunition belt has been completely empty, and the MG34 machine gun that worries the Japanese army the most has completely lost its power.

Shen Laoliu's semi-automatic rifle and only 20 bullets left, no matter how accurate he was, could not decide the entire battlefield.

Long Ying's two shell guns also emptied all the magazines. The expensive imported box guns, which required Yeyue Village to save funds for a year, were like two bricks, and they were smashed by Long Ying without hesitation while he was climbing up. of Japanese troops.

As for the bird cannons, they became useless very early. Not only did the cannon soldiers suffer a large number of casualties, but this almost primitive firearm could not withstand high-intensity shooting, and many of them exploded directly.

With the opponent's firepower greatly weakened, the Japanese army, which was also red-eyed, no longer even provided any fire cover. Except for a few machine gunners, the rest went into attack.

The mountainside defense line has long been lost, and the Japanese army has begun to attack the top of the mountain!

As grenades continued to explode, thick smoke rose, and one after another Japanese soldiers jumped up to the top of the mountain with rifles in hand.

The Japanese army captain was among them. The extreme pain from his body revived his lost spirit, and he personally directed his remaining subordinates to attack the Chinese last line of defense.

What supports him to be so brave may be the hatred that goes deep into his bones!

Before his reinforced infantry squadron had time to fight the Chinese army, its combat effectiveness had been reduced by half. Not to mention more than half of its members were injured, and there were as many as 70 remains lying in the mountains of China.

Such a casualty rate has undoubtedly put a label of poor command on his head. Being stripped of his military rank is already the highest level of luxury. The brigade commander who is famous for his brutality may not give it. His chance.

Springfield Youmono must see what kind of Chinese people have ruined all his futures, and he must use the saber in his hand to chop off the heads of those unruly people!

The double pain from the body and soul was like a poisonous snake devouring the heart of the Japanese army captain, and it also stimulated him to drive more than 110 of his men to the top of the right wing in an almost crazy manner.

Then, through the gunpowder smoke, he saw one after another poorly dressed Chinese pulling out long knives and rushing toward them, shouting, led by a woman with long hair in her teeth.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The Japanese soldiers who rushed to the top of the mountain instinctively picked up their rifles and fired the bullets in the barrels.

In the thick smoke, more than 30 figures fell down, but there were still more than 100 people rushing towards them!

"Yoshi! Hand-to-hand combat!" A cruel smile appeared on the Japanese army captain's face that was so swollen that it was almost ferocious.

In hand-to-hand combat, Imperial infantry are best at breaking down the courage of their opponents.

And a group of Chinese civilians dared to challenge the imperial infantry's best tactics. How could he not be excited?

The Japanese army captain and his confident infantrymen seemed to have forgotten that half an hour ago, these Chinese civilians had a near draw with them with the simplest thermal weapons!

And the five-foot-long Jiuli sword in their hands is their most convenient weapon!

Their ancestors secretly learned the skills of making samurai swords from the Tang Dynasty. At least half of them came from this kind of sword.

What's even more terrible is that if the Japanese Army's 38-meter rifle and 38-meter bayonet are 1.75 meters long, and can take advantage of "one inch long, one inch strong" against the thick-backed knives used by the Northwest Army, then the five-foot-long The Jiuli Battle Sword is really not that good for them.

The one-foot-long handle can even be used as a block, fending off the Japanese bayonet!

And if you want to talk about the sharpness of the Jiuli war knife, the fine iron war knife that Long Yan is holding, which took 15 years to be crafted by the craftsmen in the village, can prove everything.

Long Yan, who came with hatred, faced the stabbing attack of a Japanese soldier. He roared and slashed at him with a knife without dodging, forcing the Japanese soldier who did not want to die together to have to return the gun to block.

Then, with the blessing of huge power, the sharp sword cut a 38-meter rifle and the Japanese infantry below into two like a devastating weapon!

A person falls in two directions!

The spurted blood instantly turned the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, whose face could still be seen clearly, completely into red, with his face, eyes, mouth and nose covered all over!

The whole person is like a burning torch!

But that's not the scariest thing.

The most terrifying thing is that the remaining one eye of each Japanese soldier who was divided into two halves is still blinking, and half of his lips are still moving!

This knife came so fast that the Japanese soldiers didn't even have time to die!

Just one strike, with overwhelming force!

The Japanese army captain's hairs were almost standing up like little hedgehogs!