Chapter 711: A Heavy Blow
Chapter 711: A Heavy Blow
On the bridge of the command ship, the sea breeze, with a bit of salt and the smell of gunpowder from the battlefield, gently blew across Zheng Zeyu's face. He held a telescope in his hand, and his eyes, which had experienced countless battles, stared through the lens at the area covered by artillery fire on the coastline, and a sneer unconsciously appeared at the corner of his mouth. In this sneer, there was both confidence in the sight of victory and a kind of irony and emotion towards past history.
"It's really a matter of time." Zheng Zeyu thought to himself. He clearly remembered that the Fuso Empire was proud of its naval power and was known as the best in Asia. Whenever it bullied weak countries, the huge battleship fleet always supported its arrogance. They were like mobile fortresses, docked near the coast, providing unparalleled firepower support for the army. Tons of shells whizzed out from the ship's guns and hit the coastline, shaking the earth and destroying everything. How arrogant and domineering it was.
However, the battlefield today is no longer the same as it was in the past. On the contrary, in this sea area, eleven battleships, including the Jiaolong, are pouring angry fire on Fuso's defense line with overwhelming force.
Every gunshot was like a sentence of fate, announcing the end of the former glory of the Fuso Empire. The shells fell like raindrops, completely overturning the troops on the Fuso shore and blowing them to pieces. Those soldiers who were once arrogant could only struggle desperately in the artillery fire. Their wails and cries for help were particularly harsh on this beach baptized by war.
Zheng Zeyu looked at this scene, feeling both the pleasure of revenge and the deep reflection on the cruelty of war. In his opinion, the commander of this enemy unit was simply stupid. Knowing that the sea power had been destroyed and the coastline could not be effectively protected, he still dared to stubbornly stick to the coastal area, which undoubtedly pushed the soldiers into the abyss of death.
"Such a command is simply suicidal stupidity." Zheng Zeyu silently commented in his heart. He knew that war was not only a contest of force, but also a game of wisdom and strategy. Now, Fuso's commander had obviously lost in this game. Their failure was doomed at the moment of strategic deployment.
As the army gradually gained a foothold on the beach, the situation on the battlefield became clearer. Zheng Zeyu stood on the bridge of the command ship, his eyes were sharp, and through the telescope, he clearly saw the resolute figures of the soldiers and the land behind them that was baptized by artillery fire.
He took a deep breath and then issued another powerful order: "Heavy Artillery Brigade, get ready!" After this order, the atmosphere on the entire bridge became tense in an instant, and everyone's eyes were focused on this iron-blooded commander.
Soon, the two heavy artillery brigades, with a total of more than 4,000 cannons of different calibers, quickly entered combat status after receiving the order. They were distributed in every corner of the battlefield, like sleeping dragons, waiting for the moment to be awakened.
"Fire!" Zheng Zeyu's voice rang out again, and this time, it resounded throughout the battlefield like thunder. Immediately afterwards, more than 4,000 cannons roared almost at the same time, spewing flames and firing heavy shells at the Fuso position.
The shells streaked across the sky, pouring down on the Fuso army's defense line with destructive force. They drew brilliant trajectories in the air, and finally slammed into the enemy's position. At that moment, it seemed as if the whole world was shaking, the ground was shaking, and smoke and dust were everywhere.
The Fuso army's position was instantly shattered under this indiscriminate firepower. The solid fortifications were blown to pieces, the defensive firepower points were destroyed one by one, and even the soldiers hiding in the bunkers were not spared. They screamed and shouted in fear, but could only watch their defense line being torn apart bit by bit.
The bombardment lasted for several minutes, and every second was filled with the threat of death. When the last shell fell, the entire Fuso position had become a ruin. The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and burning, making it almost impossible to breathe.
Under the fierce artillery fire and ruthless attacks, the two infantry regiments of the Fuso Changfeng Division finally could not hold on any longer. Their morale had collapsed, and their fighting spirit had been devoured by the raging flames of war. Faced with an almost insurmountable defense line and overwhelming firepower advantage, these once arrogant soldiers could only choose to flee the battlefield in a hurry.
They abandoned their weapons and equipment, and even ignored the rescue of their seriously injured comrades, and only wanted to escape from this deadly place as soon as possible. Chaos and fear spread among them, and the strict military discipline of the past was gone, leaving only endless despair and chaos.
This scene of the Battle of Changlugang was undoubtedly an unforgettable lesson for the Changfeng Division. They truly experienced what it meant to try to stop a chariot with a mantis arm and to hit a stone with an egg. In this contest of unequal strength, they paid a heavy price of thousands of lives, but ultimately failed to resist the iron hoof of the Chinese army.
Zheng Zeyu, who was standing on the bridge of the command ship, witnessed all this, but his face did not show any joy or satisfaction. On the contrary, his eyes were deeper and calmer, as if he had seen the distant future. He knew that the victory of this battle was only temporary, and the real challenge was still to come.
He did not order the pursuit of the fleeing enemies, because he knew that on the battlefield, it was more important to remain calm and rational than to blindly pursue them. What he needed was to consolidate the current results and make full preparations for subsequent battles.
So he quickly issued a new order: "The landing troops should immediately start to establish a defense line and make sure that every inch of land is under our control. At the same time, the subsequent large forces will begin to land in an orderly manner. We must establish a stable base camp near the coastline to provide strong support for subsequent operations."
Under his command, the landing troops moved quickly. They used the engineering equipment and equipment in their hands to dig trenches and build fortifications. At the same time, the follow-up large troops also continued to pour onto the beach, carrying a large amount of supplies and equipment, providing a solid guarantee for the establishment of the base camp.
Throughout the process, Zheng Zeyu always stood on the bridge, using a telescope to closely monitor every detail on the battlefield. He constantly issued instructions and adjusted tactical deployment to ensure the orderly progress of the entire operation. Under his careful command, the Chinese army quickly established an indestructible line of defense near the coastline, laying a solid foundation for subsequent battles.
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