In the dark night, the Purple Mountain shines brightly.

Cannonballs fell one after another, and bursts of fire broke out, attracting the attention of countless people.

Death fireworks are particularly beautiful.

Whether it is the national army or the Japanese invaders, the focus is here.

The Japanese invaders were bombed in vain in the mountains.

From time to time, Japanese invaders were killed on the spot.

However, they cannot retreat because Matsui Iwane does not allow it.

Even if they die, they will all die on Purple Mountain. Otherwise, going back will be a dead end.

The previous captain of the unit has been ordered to commit seppuku. Who dares to neglect this?

"boom……"

"boom……"

With the violent explosion, the number of red dots became less and less.

The last remaining Japanese invaders numbered less than 300 and were scattered in every corner of Zijin Mountain.

The killing effect of artillery shells is getting lower and lower. It's a bit wasteful.

"Someone is coming!"

"arrive!"

"Inform the 10th Artillery Regiment to stop the bombardment!"

"yes."

Soon, the shelling stopped.

The remaining Japanese invaders finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He hurriedly entered the position, ready to counterattack the Chinese at any time.

The shelling has stopped, and the Chinese will definitely launch an attack. The other side will definitely take back the Purple Mountain.

The Japanese invaders in the rear rushed to Purple Mountain for emergency reinforcements.

The radar map showed dense red dots swarming up the Purple Mountain like a tide.

Soon, more than a thousand Japanese invaders gathered on the Purple Mountain. They were all in full formation, waiting for the national army to attack.

Zhang Yong:……

Came so fast?

They are indeed well-trained Japanese invaders!

good.

I really like this kind of battle.

"Someone is coming!"

"arrive!"

"Order the 10th Artillery Regiment to continue firing at Purple Mountain! Until I order it to stop!"

"yes!"

The staff officer hurriedly went to deliver the order.

Soon, the shells fell on the Purple Mountain again.

"Nani..."

The Japanese invaders were dumbfounded.

Why another artillery fire?

Why was there no infantry attack?

hateful……

You came here to die in vain!

"boom……"

"boom……"

Groups of fire broke out, lighting up the dark night sky.

With the deafening sound, Purple Mountain once again became a Shura field. A large number of Japanese invaders died.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Fragmented.

The blown soil was all filled with flesh and blood.

"ah……"

"puff……"

Groups of Japanese invaders were blown away.

Dead, injured, miserable, and a mess.

"Damn..."

"I was fooled..."

The captain of the Japanese alliance complained secretly.

This is totally a way to die! Running to the mountains and getting bombed in vain.

There is no place to hide.

In the face of 150mm grenades, all field fortifications are in vain.

Even if the Japanese invaders could dig trenches and dig cat-ear holes as quickly as possible, it would be of no avail. They would still be shocked to death.

Only by withdrawing can we ensure survival.

The problem is, they can't withdraw because General Matsui Iwane won't allow it.

so……

"Baga!"

"fire!"

"Raze Jinling!"

"Baga!"

Over there, Matsui Iwane was also furious.

Damn the Chinese!

revenge!

Must take revenge!

The Chinese people must be made aware of the power of the Japanese Empire!

It ordered all artillery to fire at Jinling immediately.

There is no clear goal.

Carpet bombardment.

"boom……"

"boom……"

A moment later, countless artillery shells fell towards Jinling.

Most of the shells landed in civilian areas.

For a time, the entire Jinling was a sea of ​​fire.

Countless buildings collapsed...

Countless casualties...

"Commissioner!"

"Commissioner!"

The staff sent telegrams one after another.

All defense areas reported that they had been shelled, severely damaged, and suffered a large number of civilian casualties.

"knew."

Zhang Yong's face was grim.
To be continued...