Warlords: I just made a little fortune, but I didn’t build a country.

“Nani???”

The Japanese soldiers came to the front line of the Qin army panting, running faster than armored tanks, quickly broke through the barbed wire in front of the front line, and came to the front line of the Qin army, ready to carry out a ruthless massacre of the Qin army soldiers, but!

"What about people?"

Just when the Japanese rushed into the position and wondered why they did not see the Qin army soldiers, the Red Arrow III medium-range missiles, a total of 8, that the Japanese had been waiting for for a long time, suddenly appeared in the sky.

In addition to the Red Arrow missiles, there were more than 1700 rocket launchers, plus 200 152mm howitzers, and a large number of fighter jets appeared in the air, which were Thor fighter jets, with a speed comparable to the speed of sound, and they were heading straight for the Japanese.

"Boom!"

The Japanese's inner fantasy was shattered the moment the missile exploded.

The power of the Red Arrow III missile was so strong that the first one landed accurately among the Japanese attacking forces.

Among them, a United States M4 medium tank close to the missile explosion point was directly blown away. As for the Japanese soldiers within a hundred meters around, the closer they were, the more miserable their deaths were. Those on the periphery were also knocked to the ground, and their life or death were unknown.

One of the Red Arrow III missiles killed hundreds of Japanese soldiers. It fell right at the center of their gathering, and blood and flesh flew everywhere with one shot.

Next, the rocket artillery brigade fired more than 1700 rocket shells, covering the entire Japanese soldiers who rushed into the front line, and also launched 200 howitzers.

The shells poured down like raindrops, and the dense whistling sound instantly tore through the tranquility of the battlefield.

"boom!"

At the explosion site, flames shot up into the sky, thick smoke billowed, and hot air waves rushed in all directions like a raging tsunami. The earth was shaking violently, and was blasted into pieces. Mud and rocks were thrown high into the air with the broken limbs of the Japanese soldiers, and then fell down in a flurry.

The figures of the Japanese soldiers were looming in the fire and smoke. Just as they were about to shout, their bodies were instantly torn apart by the ruthless shrapnel. Blood splattered like a fountain, and their limbs were scattered all over the scorched earth.

The shells intertwined into a web of death, in which some devils disappeared every second. The screams and explosions mixed into a tragic elegy, and the breath of death filled every inch of space.

Above the clouds, silver eagles lined up, like swords of justice hanging in the sky.

Following the order from the flight captain, the roar of the engine resounded through the sky, and the fighter jets rushed towards the target like an arrow from a bow.

They drew sharp arcs in the air, and the machine gun bullets on both sides of the wings swarmed out like angry wasps, screaming and rushing towards the Japanese troops on the ground. For a moment, the hail of bullets rushed towards the Japanese soldiers, and the human body was like a fragile ant in the hail of bullets, being ruthlessly shot away and torn apart, and the blood mist spread, dyeing the ground under the feet red.

Then, a huge group of bombers came with rolling thunder.

In the sunlight, the bombs flashed with a cold metallic luster and fell out of the belly of the plane one by one, like deadly hail sprinkled by the god of death.

In a flash, a deafening explosion sounded like a raging thunderstorm in the Japanese army, and the blazing flames illuminated the earth.

"Boom!"

Bombs fell one after another, accompanied by a second round of Red Arrow missile attacks and non-stop artillery attacks from 200 heavy artillery units.

At this moment, before the Japanese could react, thousands of artillery shells poured down like a torrent from the sky, catching the Japanese off guard.

Thousands of artillery shells caused heavy casualties to the Japanese. In the smoke-filled area, the broken limbs and arms of the Japanese soldiers were mixed together with the broken weapons, and the smell of blood was pungent and unpleasant.

Those Japanese soldiers who had managed to survive were struggling and wailing in the ruins, looking in horror at the giant steel bird still circling in the sky, their eyes filled with despair and helplessness.

"why?"

Why was it completely different from what they imagined? They imagined trampling on the soldiers of the Qin Empire, but the final result was that they were trampled upon, ruthlessly trampled under the Qin army's artillery fire.

"idiot!"

They came with full confidence to fight a decisive battle with the soldiers of the Qin Empire, but after braving the rain of bullets and arriving at the Qin army's front line, they found that there was no one there. Who should they fight?

Should we fight with the fighter planes in the sky, or with the heavy artillery of the Qin army in the rear?

"retreat!"

At this time, the Japanese commander watched large numbers of soldiers die under the artillery shells, and did not see any Qin army soldiers, so they could only retreat.

If they went any further, seeing that this position was deeper than they were, they would become sitting ducks for Qin's artillery shells once they jumped in. They had suffered many such losses before, so they couldn't rush forward all at once at this time.

"boom!"

Just as the Japanese were preparing to retreat, an armored unit suddenly appeared from the flank. This was the First Armored Division, which had been lying in ambush for a long time, and began to attack the Japanese attacking force from the flank.

"Da da da."

Heavy machine guns and tank guns began to aim frantically at the Japanese. The steel behemoths were driving rapidly from afar, their tracks rolling over the ground mercilessly, making a dull and terrifying sound.

In front of it, the Japanese troops fled in panic like ants, but their panic could not stop the advance of the tanks at all, but only made the Qin soldiers inside the tanks more excited.

The muzzle of the tank spewed out angry flames from time to time, and shells exploded in the group of Japanese devils, tearing their bodies apart in an instant, and broken limbs and arms flew everywhere along with mud and smoke.

As the distance shortened, the tanks rushed directly into the enemy's formation.

Its thick tracks were like huge rollers. Wherever it went, the Japanese soldiers were crushed one by one. Their bones broke with crisp sounds under the powerful pressure, and their bodies were deeply embedded in the soil, turning into streaks of blood.

Some Japanese soldiers tried to smash the tanks with the butts of their guns, but their attacks were so powerless in the face of the steel armor that they could only watch themselves being ruthlessly approached and crushed by the tanks.

Behind the tanks was a messy and bloody road, crushed corpses, broken weapons and the pervasive smell of death.

The Japanese armored divisions were also fighting back hard, trying to have an evenly matched tank battle with the armored divisions of the Qin Empire. However, no matter whether it was the Japanese super-heavy tanks or the heavy tanks of the United States, everything became so fragile in front of the White Tiger main battle tanks.

Just as the armored division was chasing and crushing the Japanese, Li Yunfei gave the order to charge, letting the 121st Infantry Division charge.

"brothers!"

Zhang Dahu personally led the team and shouted, "For our dead ancestors and for the people behind us, kill!"

More than 10,000 people suddenly emerged from the rear positions, scaring the Japanese soldiers so much that their legs and feet went limp. They didn't understand why the Qin army soldiers suddenly jumped out from the ground. This scene really scared the Japanese soldiers, and they began to flee desperately.