Chapter 177 Strange Gun Mouth

12 o'clock, Guanhai Tower.

Fuchino Asao stroked the command knife and looked at the sea of fire downstairs with great interest. His face turned red and his skin was hot, which was roasted red by the fire downstairs of Guanhai.

It has arrived in early winter, but it seems to be a hot summer on the sea.

There was a burning smell of flesh and flesh in the air, which was emitted after the body of the Qing army was burned, which was very pungent. However, Aso Fujino still took a few deep breaths greedily.

He even had the impulse to taste roast human meat.

Under the Guanhai Building, all the houses within 400 meters were ignited, making a crackling sound. The granite wall of the Guanhai Building was baked hot, and the thick smoke covered the view. The Japanese soldiers upstairs were stimulated by the thick smoke and burst into tears.

However, Aso Fujino did not worry about the vision. The flames formed a natural barrier. Without eyes, he knew that in the fire downstairs, there were no Qing army's offensive troops, and there was no life in that place.

The fire surrounded the Guanhai Tower, northwest of the North Fort, which was the only offensive route that the Qing army could choose.

Fujino Aso has ordered the wild cannons on the south fort to block the open land in front of the north fort through the communication cables buried underground. The wild artillery on the North Fort extended the shooting, bombarded the positions of the Qing army and disrupted the offensive deployment of the Qing army.

This hand is extremely effective. Until now, the main position of Guanhai Tower has not been directly attacked by the enemy, and the Japanese officers and soldiers upstairs can only watch from the wall. This made many soldiers extremely dissatisfied. They asked to go to the north and south forts to join the face-to-face battle with the Qing army.

High morale! Fujino Aso is extremely satisfied.

However, from the current situation, there is no need to send more troops to the two forts. The soldiers on the Guanhai Tower can only watch others make contributions to the emperor with regret.

The outcome of this battle has been decided! The mixed brigade has returned to Anzhou, and the fifth division has also set out from Pyongyang and moved closer to Anzhou.

Before dark at the latest, the mixed brigade can reach the city of Anzhou. The fifth division is farther away and probably won't arrive until tomorrow morning. However, it doesn't matter. Fujino Aso and the mixed brigade are enough to surround and annihilate this unself-powerful Qing army.

At that time, Marshal Youpeng of Shanxian should award him a medal!

Fuchino Aso closed his eyes. The battle should not be appreciated with his eyes, but with his nose and ears. The nose can smell the enemy's charred body, and the ears can hear the enemy's dying wailing.

This is really a feast. Aso Fujino even remembered the night banquet in the high-end club in Tokyo. The air was the fragrance of delicious food and the elegant piano sound. The smell and music were far worse than the burning corpses and gunfire in front of the Guanhai Tower.

Suddenly, the feast in his mind was interrupted - the gunfire of the South Fort stopped.

It was like the sound of the horn in a magnificent symphony suddenly stopped, leaving only a weak violin.

Aso Fujino didn't like this feeling. He opened his eyes and looked at the south fort.

The fire was still burning around the southern battery. In the flames, he saw two black holes.

That is the muzzle of the 7cm field gun produced by the Osaka Arsenal. Fujino Aso is too familiar with this kind of muzzle. The 7cm wild gun is the pride of the Japanese military industry, and its performance is no less than that of the Germans. Although wild guns are not the main equipment of the Japanese night combat forces, they are necessary for the city defense forces.

However, he suddenly felt that the muzzle in his eyes was a little strange today.

The muzzle in the fire actually exuded a first-hearted chill.

He heard a harsh cry, which was also very familiar, which was the roar of wild artillery shells in the air. However, he also sensed a chilling strangeness in this familiar voice.

Then, there was an explosion around him.

Fujino Aso's body flew into the sky and drew an arc in mid-air, carrying the blazing fire under the Guanhai building.

At the moment before losing consciousness, he finally understood what the strangeness was about.

He is used to watching 7cm wild cannons and listening to the roar of wild cannon shells. However, in the past ten years in the army, I have never looked directly at the muzzle of the wild gun, nor have I heard the sound of shells flying towards me from far to near.

The muzzle of the 7cm wild gun has always been aimed at the enemy, and the shell has always flown to the enemy near and far.

And today, everything is upside down.

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At the south fort, Zhou Charter led the rope that fired wild guns and let out a wolf-like howling: "load the shells, quickly, load the shells for me!"

His face was dark, his hair and eyebrows were burnt, and his clothes were still smoking.

Guo Erzhu rushed over with a shell in his arms, but was pulled by Zhou Charter: "What are you doing?"

"loading shells?" Guo Er pole's head was charred, and his braids burned out, leaving a messy scorched hair, like a curly dog. Many people in Zhangjun cut their braids and kept an inch of hair like Zhou Charter, but Guo Erjian didn't do it. He said that if he didn't have braids, he couldn't go back to see the old man in the village.

In the late Qing Dynasty, those who were most disgusted with braiding were not ministers and nobles or Confucian gentry. It was precisely the farmers and small citizens who accounted for the vast majority of China's population. Most of them were uneducated and respected their ancestors and traditions. Their ancestors had braids and their children and grandchildren did not have braids, which was the greatest unfilial piety!

Guo Erzhuan is a small farmer. In the village, the braids are a person's face. If he has no braids, he has no face to go home.

However, this fire burned his braids. God's will, and Guo Erpole could only accept his fate.

"You are a fucking company commander with a fart cannonball and take your people to the Guanhai Tower!" Zhou Charter shouted.

"Yes!" Guo Erbar threw away the shell and ran away.

The Japanese army on Guanhai Tower was fragmented by wild artillery and completely lost their resistance. They did not expect that they would be bombarded by their own cannons, nor did they expect that the enemy would kill from behind them.

Ten minutes later, Guo Erbar led four companies of officers and soldiers to the Guanhai Tower.

The granite construction of the Guanhai Tower withstood the bombardment of wild artillery and remained unrefeated, but the Japanese soldiers upstairs were shattered by the sudden shelling. Three hundred people were killed in the bombing, and the remaining dozens of remnants were surrounded on the third floor by Guo Erpole's fourth company. They refused to surrender. Guo Erpole set off a fire and burned dozens of the remnants together with the towering palace of Guanhai Tower.

Aso Fujino, the commander of the Anzhou guard, was shelled into the fire under the Guanhai Building and turned into ashes together with the Qing soldiers who died there.

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