Super Dictator

Wei Jichen didn't expect that the ambush would have such a great effect, and he couldn't help being pleasantly surprised, but his expression remained calm. He squatted on the ground and aimed downwards with half-squinted eyes.

This scene fell in the eyes of the excited Mengzi next to him. He was calm and composed. Wei Shao was indeed Wei Shao. I was still complacent about this small achievement, but Wei Shao didn't care. Compared with Wei Shao, I really Ashamed.

If Mengzi heard Wei Jichen's muttering, I don't know what he would think.

"One o'clock, uh, missed again, two o'clock."

This guy regards fighting the Japanese as earning meritorious service.

Although Yanagyu Ichiro tried his best to restrain the troops and ordered the soldiers to fight back, he did not gain the upper hand. Secondly, as soon as the battle began, the commander Saito Masaki, who was originally coaxing, was killed, which did not make them panic.

Ichiro Yanaggi couldn't do anything. He happened to be in the middle of the team and couldn't retreat at all. He couldn't help but feel anxious and shouted loudly: "Warriors of the Empire, for the sake of the Emperor and the Empire of Japan, charge to the left. The Chinese have already There aren’t many bullets left.”

On the left is Wei Jichen's side.

Yanaggi Ichiro's plan was originally good. According to his estimation, after this period of firefights, Wei Jichen and others would not have much ammunition left. At this time, it was still worthwhile to exchange human lives for victory.

Yanaggi Ichiro's shrill shout aroused the blood of the Japanese, and the soldiers who were not killed got up from the ground one by one.

"Kill me!"

Most of the Japanese followed Yanagi Ichiro's orders and attacked both sides at the risk of their own lives.

Yanaggi Ichiro saw that this was a great opportunity and would wait there. Taking advantage of the charging soldiers to attract most of the firepower of the captive army, he rolled and crawled towards the rear.

Several clever Japanese officers saw Yanaggi Ichiro retreating and quietly followed behind. Suddenly, the Japanese on the road split into two parts. One part was a soldier brainwashed by the spirit of Bushido and charged upward regardless of his own safety.

Some of them, like Ichiro Yanaggi, were officers who knew the current affairs and fled in a hurry towards the back.

The soldiers who charged towards Wei Jichen's position tragically discovered that the situation was not as Ichiro Yanaggi had said. The Chinese bullets were still being fired from above desperately.

And as the distance shortened, the Chinese's marksmanship became more and more accurate.

One or two Japanese soldiers fell on the charging road.

Seeing this, the remaining dozen or so Japanese soldiers couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts, and their congested minds suddenly came to their senses. They didn't care about the Emperor or the Empire of Japan, but began to flee downwards like a tide.

"Brothers, rush!" Wei Jichen stood up and shouted loudly. The Japanese began to run away, and naturally he would not miss this opportunity to beat the drowned dog.

"Come on!"

The prisoners rushed out of the bushes like wolves and tigers, screaming and chasing the enemy.

Li Yunfei, who was on the opposite side, saw Wei Jichen launching an attack and waved his hand, and two teams of men and horses came down from both sides of the mountain.

The outcome of the battle was just as Wei Jichen expected. The Japanese who could run ran away without a trace in the morning, and the injured Japanese who could not run were left on the path. The soldiers of the captive army showed no mercy to these people. , whenever you see something moving, step forward and fire a shot.

When Wei Jichen stepped onto the blood-stained path, the soldiers had already begun to clean up the battlefield. The corpses of war horses and Japanese soldiers fell to the ground on this small path.

The strong smell of blood made the goshawks flying in the sky hover for a long time and refused to leave, hoping to wait until the living people left to come down and have a meal.

Li Yunfei walked to Wei Jichen with a happy face and said with a smile: "Wei Shao, this is a real victory. With forty soldiers, we defeated the Japanese squad of one hundred people. With this achievement, we will definitely win." It can offset the fact that we were captured."

Wei Jichen nodded and said: "Although I have no regrets in being captured after all my ammunition is exhausted, there will always be some gossip. Now with this great victory, let's see who else dares to make irresponsible remarks."

Xiaosi, who was leading two soldiers to tally the results of the battle, rushed towards Wei Jichen.

"Wei Shao, Wei Shao, we caught a big fish." Xiao Si shouted loudly, attracting the attention of most of the soldiers.

Wei Jichen already knew what was going on. They must have found Saito Masaki's body. As early as the moment Saito Masaki fell to the ground and died, the system had already reminded him that the mission was completed.

However, Wei Jichen still asked with a smile: "What big fish?"

Xiaosi said proudly: "It's the Japanese captain. The body is over there."

"Come on, take me over there and take a look." Wei Jichen said calmly with his hands behind his back.

Saito died suddenly. The smile on his face had not faded. He had not yet taken out the command knife from his waist. Half of his head was bloody and bloody. It was impossible to see his whole face. He was probably trampled by a horse. He looked like a rotten corpse. Watermelon-like.

"Here, Wei Shao, this is the Japanese command sword." Xiaosi picked up the samurai sword from the ground, wiped it with the corner of his clothes, and handed it to Wei Jichen as if it were a treasure.

There was a sharp clang, and Wei Jichen withdrew the blade. The cold blade reflected the setting sun. He knew it was a good knife at a glance.

"Not bad!" Wei Jichen praised.

Xiao Si stood aside with a smile on his face, and Hu Zi looked at him with some contempt. In Hu Zi's eyes, Xiao Si was a thief and a master of flattery.

"What was the result?" Wei Jichen turned around and continued to ask.

"If we go back to Wei Shao, the Japanese have left more than seventy lives here, and we have lost fifteen brothers." When it came to business, Xiaosi stopped smiling and replied seriously.

"More than ten brothers have left us." Wei Jichen said sadly, "Find a place to bury the brothers who died in battle properly."

Soldiers will inevitably die in battle. Wei Jichen has seen too much life and death since he came to this era.

After Xiaosi was ordered to leave, Li Yunfei saw Wei Jichen's sad face and couldn't help but persuade him: "Zijie, although the brothers died in the battle, I believe they must have gone there with a smile. We should have been tortured in prison. But it was you who brought new hope to our brothers. It is enough for us to kill one Japanese and make a profit, so Dapeng and others must have died with a smile on their face."

Wei Jichen patted Li Yunfei on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I won't be overwhelmed with thoughts. It's just a temporary emotion. Yunfei, while the brothers are cleaning the battlefield, you can rest for a while. We will have to march again later. I’ll go there for a walk first.”

"Well!"

Wei Jichen walked alone to a small slope and looked at the setting sun, feeling a little heavy.

How many lives will this Sino-Japanese war take?

The corruption of the Qing court not only caused disaster to the soldiers, but also caused suffering to ordinary civilians.

Alas, forget it, I am worrying in vain, now I am just a small sentry officer.

Only when you are in a high position can you change this country and save more lives. Once you achieve great success, more people will die because of me. In the process, more people will die because of me, but as long as I treat them sincerely, I will be worthy of heaven. .

Wei Jichen shouted silently in his heart: "Little Japan, tremble, you will be the first stepping stone for me, Wei Jichen, to rise."