I Have A Martial Dao World-Chapter 525 - : 525. Unstoppable

Chapter 525: 525. Unstoppable

“Damn it!!!”

Watanabe held a 92-type heavy machine gun, roaring as he fired a barrage at the steel monsters.

But the weapon that could easily kill Marrow-Cleansing Realm warriors was useless against these enemies.

Some even launched grenades with grenade launchers, but couldn’t even slow down the enemy’s footsteps by half a pace.

The battlefield was covered with flashes of fire and smoke, seemingly just celebratory cannons and fireworks to these steel monsters.

The closer they got, the clearer they saw, and the stronger the sense of oppression became. The ordinary soldiers of Izumo were enveloped in fear.

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The short and plump soldier who was only 1.5 meters tall was now so scared that he lost all his sleazy qualities, trembling as he said:

“These are all samurai… this is an assault by samurai in heavy armor… we can’t stop them…”

Watanabe threw away the empty heavy machine gun and slapped the soldier across the face several times:

“Shut up! We are the ‘Tiger Corps’ loyal to His Majesty the Emperor; pick up your weapons and fight!”

But the next second, he heard a comrade warn, “Get down!”

Everyone hurriedly lay flat, only to see that it was the steel monsters who had retaliated with cannon fire.

Those huge weapons, almost two meters long with six barrels, were now rotating, emitting a shrill noise like an electric drill boring through a wall.

The next moment, the muzzles spat out intense flames! Countless scorching projectiles flew over everyone’s heads with trajectories that tore through the air!

“They’re not targeting us?”

No sooner had Watanabe had this thought than he saw the regiment’s heavy firepower emplacement on the high ground subjected to a brutal barrage!

Dozens of Fire God Cannons unleashed their firepower simultaneously, countless cannonballs forming a red stream in the air, sweeping over with ruthless force!

The soldiers operating Gatling guns and heavy machine guns didn’t even have time to scream before they burst into the sky like dumpling filling.

Even the regiment commander hadn’t anticipated such ferocious enemy fire and unexpectedly lost an arm in the onslaught!

Sandbags and concrete fortifications also exploded under the assault of the Gatling guns, hurling chunks with tremendous kinetic energy towards the rear, shattering many survivors into bloody pumpkins like a shotgun blast.

The heavy firepower position was silenced immediately!

The steel monsters continued their heavy march, seeming to be in a race against time, without so much as a glance at the light infantry in the trenches.

Watanabe angrily said, “You beasts! To ignore us like this!”

As he spoke, he prepared to lift his machine gun to fire, but in the next second, his expression suddenly froze!

He saw that these mecha warriors were simply tearing through the defenses! Many smaller humanoid tanks were following them, equally encased in metal without showing a single gap.

This was none other than the Organ Refining and Marrow-Cleansing Realm warriors clad in battle armor, with a combined force of 2000 men from the divisions of Shi Rongchun and Zhao Sanduo.

They were holding Browning .50 heavy machine guns, rumbling along through the breach in the defenses, quickly occupying positions while clearing any remaining enemies.

The noise of the .50 machine guns was like a jackhammer, and wherever their muzzles pointed, anything below the Blood-Exchange Realm would burst into flesh chunks.

“Bastards!” Watanabe roared as he lifted the heavy machine gun to fire, only to find that it still only sparked uselessly against them!

His own 92-type heavy machine gun seemed like a toy!

The enemy, on the other hand, struck back three or four times, and Watanabe was torn to pieces on the spot.

As he fell to the ground, Watanabe still had a glimmer of consciousness, looking at the “Imperial Fist” warriors sweeping through irresistibly, his eyes full of resentment as he died with his eyes open.

His blood and organs splashed all over the plump soldier, scaring him to the ground, dropping his weapon, intent on surrendering.

A warrior raised a gun and fired a single shot, and the man’s abdomen instantly had a hole the size of a sea bowl, countless amounts of blood and guts gushing out.

He wailed for over a minute before dying, while those black and white photos scattered all over the ground.

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At this moment, Shi Rongchun had already led his team to assault the heavy firepower position of the Izumo People.

The resistance here was especially fierce, as the Izumo People fought fearlessly, roaring as they aimed and fired their large-caliber weapons resolutely.

A line of Mecha Warriors showed no mercy, and in response, they turned these people into a shower of flying dumpling filling.

As Shi Rongchun passed a corpse, the figure suddenly flipped over to reveal the explosives hidden beneath it and screamed, “Long live the Emperor!” as he lunged forward.

This person was missing an arm and turned out to be that severely wounded squadron leader, who had concocted such a scheme to take them both out.

But anyone who pilots a mecha must be a Blood-Exchange Realm Martial Artist, not only strong but also skilled in martial arts!

Shi Rongchun raised his arm and performed a “Crane Soaring Style,” a movement mimicking the flapping of a bird’s wings, which immediately sealed off all the attacker’s exits, forcing him to take the hit.

With a muffled thud, the steel arm unleashed the move with overwhelming force, sending the charging squadron leader flying with a harsh slap.

A thunderous boom ensued, leaving nothing of the man’s body.

Following that, a line of Mecha Warriors took control of the high ground and began to rain down Gatling gun fire in all directions.

The red afterglow appeared once again, sweeping across the entire Izumo position on the northern bank of the “Qingchuan River,” turning the area into a complete mess in an instant!

There were limbs and severed arms everywhere, corpses with terrifying deaths; in the world cloaked in silver, plum blossoms bloomed everywhere, but up close, they were the various organs exposed outside the bodies.

By the time Shi Rongchun and his men were standing on a hill of spent casings, the barrels of the Gatling guns were red hot. On the northern banks of the “Qingchuan River,” only a few pitiful screams and wails could be heard, with no more resistance remaining.

The Light-Armored Warriors quickly finished off the remaining enemy, securing the entire northern bank!

At this moment, only half an hour had passed since the first gunshot was heard.

Shi Rongchun laughed loudly, “In just a moment, we’ve annihilated over ten thousand enemies! How exhilarating!”

The other Mecha Warriors chimed in, “It’s like a wind sweeping away the fallen leaves! I never thought mechas would be so formidable on the battlefield!”

“To think that we’ve remained completely unscathed until now, and our energy has only been depleted by 20 percent.”

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And just then, a thunderous explosion sounded; the southern bank Izumo Army had destroyed the “Qingchuan River Bridge.”

Shi Rongchun, undisturbed, said, “Just a river with low water levels, we can simply wade across and take An Zhou! Have the light-armored warriors follow up!”

“As you command, General!”

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After a brief rest, Shi Rongchun decided to seize An Zhou in one fell swoop.

This city sprawled across both banks of the Qingchuan River and was second only to Pyongyang in importance.

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The warriors of the “Imperial Fist” could immerse themselves in intense combat precisely because someone was escorting and protecting them.

5 kilometers away from the battlefield, on a nondescript hill on the southern bank of the Qingchuan River, lay Izumo’s heavy artillery position.

They had deployed 30 10-centimeter field guns, along with 10 120-mm howitzers. The firing was so loud it could be heard miles away.

The Izumo People fired a salvo of cannonballs, knocking several Mecha Warriors to the ground.

But before they could even get up, a beautiful figure turned into a flash of silver light, zipping past everyone in the blink of an eye!

A gust of mountain wind blew in, and the heads of those immobilized Izumo People began to fall one after another.

Included among them were two Blood-Exchange Realm lieutenant colonels, their faces frozen with confusion as they lost their lives before they could react.

The arrival was none other than Yu Yanmei.

She sheathed her sword and glanced at An Zhou in the distance, thinking the Izumo division commander must be there.

“Assassinating this man will not only make An Zhou an easy conquest, but Pyongyang will also be like a thing in the bag!”

Yu Yanmei waved to the sky, and Ping An descended, carrying its mistress towards her destination.