Just as Major Qianharu was racking his brains to calculate whether the enemy was really retreating and what kind of actions he needed to take, Kujo Miyaki in Matsubara could not wait to prepare to set off.

Nearly 10,000 troops were arranged in a mighty manner outside the city of Songyuan City, waiting for the inspection of Kyujo Miyagi.

The Japanese were wearing yellow-green military uniforms and standing tall under the rising sun.

They were so powerful that they were like a group of trained murder machines, waiting for their master's orders and ready to bite the enemy at any time.

At this moment, Kyujo Miyaki slowly walked to the city wall in a commander-level military uniform and a command knife that symbolized power.

And beside him, in addition to Colonel Nakajima, there were at least thirty assistants.

Kyujo Miyaki was walking in the front, and he took calm steps and no longer had the embarrassment of the moment he escaped from Koshantun.

At this time, he was as arrogant as the master of this land.

He stood on the reviewing stand built by the city wall, scanning the Japanese below the city wall, his eyes full of arrogance and self-satisfaction.

He spoke slowly:

"The Warriors of the Empire!

today!

We will embark on a new journey again to pursue the rebels who threatened the rule of the Great Japanese Empire.

They are now hiding in the mountains like mice, trying to stop the iron hoof of our great Japanese Empire.

They thought that with those simple weapons and worn-out equipment, we could withstand our attack. Humph, it was such a delusion!"

Speaking of this, Kujomiya Kita paused, and then said in an even more intense tone:

"We want them to know that the warriors of the Great Japanese Empire are fearless!

Our weapons are advanced and our will is firm!

Our artillery fire can destroy any obstacles that block us; our swords can kill any enemies that resist us!

And no matter where they hide, we must find them and destroy them!..."

The Japanese were fooled by Kujo Miyaki's speech, and they were excited as if they were fucked with chicken blood.

They shouted "Long Live" and "Onboard" slogans, and their voices were deafening.

At this time, every Japanese eyes were filled with desire for war and bloodthirsty.

Kujo Miyaki looked at his subordinates under the city and felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.

These soldiers will fight for him, Kyujo Miyaki, and die for him.

But at this moment, for some reason, there was a trace of undetectable worry hidden deep in his heart.

He understood that the war was not as simple as he said.

The Anti-Japanese Brigade was not as vulnerable as he said. The Anti-Japanese Brigade had firm beliefs and tenacious fighting spirit.

And this belief will be sharper than any weapon and harder than any chariot.

However, Kujo Miyaki Kita also believed that as long as the powerful force and advanced weapons of the Great Japanese Empire, they would definitely be able to defeat any enemy, and this included the Anti-Japanese Brigade.

He slowly raised the sword in his hand and ordered loudly: "Set off! Let us destroy the Anti-Japanese Brigade as fast as possible! Let their blood stain this land red! Let their corpses create the immortal monument of the Great Japanese Empire!"

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

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The Japanese shouted in unison, and the army instantly surged like a tide.

The chariots roared, and the steel tracks crushed the ground, emitting bursts of dust.

The Japanese took agile steps, almost consistent steps, which shocked the entire earth.

Cannon cars, armored vehicles, motorcycles, and various combat vehicles shuttled through the team,

They made rumbling sounds, like surging waves, spreading around, shocking every inch of land and the hearts of every Japanese, making the Japanese's morale even higher.

The Japanese army rolled forward like a huge iron stream.

Their majestic momentum seemed to crush all obstacles that blocked them. Neither mountains, rivers nor rivers could stop them from moving forward.

They only have one belief in their hearts, that is, to eliminate the Anti-Japanese Brigade and make immortal contributions to their empire.

Kyujo Miyaki stood on the city wall and watched his army set out in a mighty way, an indescribable sense of pride surged in his heart.

He believed that this army would bring him victory and his supreme glory.

At the same time, just over a hundred kilometers south of Phoenix Mountain, another Japanese army was gathering.

This unit was sent from Fengtian and the Kitano Detachment, which had just retreated from the battlefield in central China.

At this moment, they were about to embark on the journey again.

Walking in the front was a cavalry regiment of the puppet army. The puppet cavalry were wearing yellow military uniforms and straddled on high-headed horses.

At this time, the horse's hooves were like thunder and dust was flying. The cavalry commander waved the horse whip in his hand and shouted loudly. The cavalry quickly arranged in neat formations, with a rainbow of momentum.

The infantrymen of Kitano Detachment followed closely behind. They were all energetic and steady, without any fatigue as they had just retreated from the battlefield.

The personnel carriers, armored vehicles, and various materials vehicles shuttled through the team, making rumbling sounds, intertwined with the sound of horse hooves of the cavalry regiment, forming an unstoppable momentum.

With the order of the detachment leader Kitano, Kitano's detachment officially approached the base of the Anti-Japanese Brigade.

But at this time, it was far from over, because while Kujoo Miyagi and Kitano detachment set off, the roar of iron hooves also came from the grasslands in Inner Mongolia.

On the western front of Phoenix Mountain, on the grasslands of the Japanese occupied areas, the two Japanese cavalry brigades and a puppet cavalry battalion were ready to go and were also quickly gathering.

With the order of the Japanese commander, the puppet army was in front and the Japanese were behind, and they were like wild horses that broke free from reins, instantly galloping on the grassland.

The wind whistles in my ears, and dust flies behind me. The horses are like rolling waves, and like rolling torrents.

This cavalry unit composed of Japanese and puppet troops has two or three thousand people.

But their mission is not to attack, but to block the retreat of the Anti-Japanese Brigade, block the Anti-Japanese Brigade in the mountains, and not allow them to step into the grassland.

This is one of Kyujo Miyaki's plans. He wants to use the army to compress the living space of the Anti-Japanese Brigade and force the other party to fight a decisive battle with him.

Kujo Miyaki Kita had the same idea as other senior Japanese officers. Chinese troops only dared to ambush and attack, and did not dare to fight the Japanese Imperial Army head-on. And they believed that as long as a head-on battle, the Japanese Imperial Army would definitely win!
Chapter completed!