Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

Excluding the common people, the number of people defending the city on the opposite side seemed to be no more than three or four hundred. Even including these Taoist priests in strange costumes, there were no more than five hundred people.

However, their Japanese army had a force of 3,000 men, well-equipped, and well-stocked with ammunition. Not to mention powerful weapons like artillery shells, even if they charged directly into the city and engaged in hand-to-hand combat, they would be able to crush the enemy into dust.

As the commander-in-chief of this coalition, Oda Kikujiro suppressed the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart and once again convinced himself with facts - he will definitely achieve an unprecedented victory today!

He wanted his soldiers to create a precedent of no casualties in this battle!

Thinking of this, he raised his right hand again and began to count down. The deputy commander and several generals passed down the orders one after another and rushed to tell each other.

"Pass the order down, prepare for artillery fire..."

"Pass the order down, prepare for artillery fire...!"

The well-trained artillerymen quickly took their positions, each with a grim expression, and began to load shells and calibrate the muzzles in an orderly manner - the air was filled with a tense atmosphere before death.

On top of the city wall.

"Master, is the talisman paper that the fairy gave me really useful?"

A ten-year-old Taoist child with a shaggy bun, blinking his large, dark eyes, asked Master Qingyi naively. His childish face showed no fear of death, only a deep interest in the talisman in his hand.

Without waiting for Qingyi Zhenren to answer, Taoist Liaochen glared at the little Taoist boy:

"Go, go, practice your hand gestures... How could the things given by the eldest young lady not be useful?" He is now a loyal fan of Song Nianru and will never allow anyone to question her magical powers.

True Man Qingyi patted the little Taoist boy on the shoulder:

"Don't worry, Yuanhui."

"Tao follows nature, and good fortune comes from heaven. Go, listen to your senior brother and practice your hand gestures. Let the master take a good look at your skills later!"

"Yes, Master!"

Yuanhui turned around excitedly, winked at Chen, and skipped off to find a place to practice.

At the same time, Caiyun had already aimed the machine gun in his hand at Oda Kikujiro's head.

"Ready to fire, three, two..."

Oda Kikujiro raised his hand high and counted down slowly as the black shells were loaded into the chamber bit by bit. He only waited for the order to reap human lives.

"one!"

Following Oda Kikujiro's order, Caiyun instantly pulled the trigger in her hand.

The bullet whizzed out, hitting the middle of the eyebrows, and blood and brain matter overflowed~

Oda Kikujiro fell to the ground with his eyes wide open, looking as if he was about to die with his eyes open - he didn't even have time to figure out what was happening.

The artillerymen panicked, their hands trembling, and the shells in their hands all went astray. Some fell into the sky, some fell to the ground, but not a single one landed where it was supposed to.

The soldiers around were shouting in panic,

"The general has been shot, the general has been shot! Where is the doctor? Come and save the general!"

"Fire, fire!"

The deputy commander panicked for a moment, then quickly regained his composure and continued issuing orders—God help me, this was his chance to ascend to the throne! However, the situation was so chaotic that some soldiers followed orders to fire, while others hesitated, observing the situation. The Japanese army instantly fell into chaos.

At this moment, Caiyun narrowed her eyes and fired another shot, directly hitting the Japanese plaster flag.

The flag broke with a sound.

The soldier holding the flag stared at the bare flagpole in his hand, stunned - was this the level of marksmanship that a human could achieve? Should he run away quickly?

The soldier next to him subconsciously bent down to pick it up. As soon as his hand touched the flagpole, he was hit in the head by a bullet and fell to the ground.

After training hard day and night, Caiyun's shooting skills are now perfect, and she has truly become what she once envied.

Who could know how excited she was at that moment?

All the hard work and sweat I've put in over the years, as well as the thick calluses on my hands, are worth it. And all of this is thanks to the cultivation of the eldest lady!

Caiyun's heart was filled with gratitude, and she wanted to repay the eldest lady with a number that she could be proud of. So every time she killed a Japanese soldier, she would count softly in her mouth: one, two, three, four, four and a half..."

"Oh shit!"

Caiyun cursed in annoyance.

Just now, due to a gust of wind, the shot only hit the shoulder of the Japanese soldier opposite, and was not fatal, so it could only be counted as half a head.

At this moment, a slender white hand suddenly lifted the muzzle of her gun from behind and slightly adjusted the angle. Cai turned around and shouted in surprise, "Miss!"

"Shh~"

Song Nianru made a silent gesture and patted her shoulder gently:

"Well done, keep going!"

"Yes, Miss!"

Caiyun happily turned around, quickly adjusted her breathing, aimed at the next target, and lightly squeezed the trigger. The bullet flew out like lightning, hitting the enemy's throat. Caiyun's mouth curled up unconsciously, and she continued to count:

"Five, six, seven..."

"what happened?"

A Japanese man wearing glasses, who was hiding among the soldiers on the opposite side, roared angrily, and the telescope in his hand slipped away in an instant.

Amano Koji stared in disbelief at the soldiers falling before his eyes, a fear he had never felt before. Hadn't his uncle already agreed with Mr. Gu that Dragon City no longer had a decent defense force? What was going on now?

Where did they get such advanced weapons? The bullets seemed to have a much longer range than the few cannons they had managed to bring in. And the accuracy of their marksmanship was no less than that of the empire's top snipers.

As a young man who only cared about eating, drinking and having fun, he had no right to come to this battlefield.

It was thanks to the relationship with the Prime Minister's uncle that he was able to follow General Oda, the most capable fighter in the empire, as an ordinary corporal, with the original intention of secretly gaining some military achievements.

Learn some war techniques by the way.

But what to do now? Amano Koji felt his legs trembling and wanted to run back immediately.

The retainer who followed him seemed to see what he was thinking and whispered:

"Don-sama, why don't we leave here and return to a safe place? Or maybe we should go talk to the deputy commander and ask him to send more men to protect you."

"Your status is noble. If something happens here, Lord Amano will be worried."

Although this Koji Amano was only the nephew of Prime Minister Amano, the Prime Minister had no sons but only a daughter. Therefore, he had high hopes for this young nephew.

"No, I can't escape!" Koji Amano shook his head.

This was his first battle since arriving in Dragon Country, and his performance was crucial. Born in Guizhou, he understood better than anyone that even if he couldn't win this war, he couldn't be a deserter.

Otherwise, not to mention bragging, you will never be able to hold your head up high for the rest of your life.

He extended his hand to his retainer:

"Give me the gun!"