Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

Chapter 781 Target Hita County

"Captain! The commander sent an urgent telegram, ordering our army to march eastward immediately, aiming directly at Hita County in the Oita region, with the intention of cutting off the retreat of the Kyushu Army!" A signalman hurried into the tent and handed the telegram to Liu Ershun. Liu Ershun quickly read the contents of the telegram, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and then nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Bring the battle map over!"

Upon hearing this, the deputy commander immediately took out the battle map from the marching box next to him and carefully spread it on the table. Liu Ershun bent down, rested his hands on the table, and examined the map of the Oita area of ​​Kyushu Island with a keen eye. His finger slowly moved on the map, outlining a route from the current location directly to Oita, and then north to the southeast of Fukuoka.

"The commander has made up his mind. We have to bite the bullet and take on this tough task." Liu Ershun pondered for a moment, then raised his lips with a smile full of fighting spirit. "Going north from the Oita area and heading straight to the southeast of Fukuoka, this is not just about cutting off the Kyushu Corps' retreat route, but also about cutting off their fuel supply! I like to fight such tough battles. Notify the entire army to immediately prepare their equipment and get ready to set off!"

Upon hearing this, the deputy commander was about to turn around to convey the order, but he seemed to remember something. After a moment's hesitation, he opened his mouth to remind the troops, "Commander, regarding the marching route... the area near the Kumamoto Fortress has been severely damaged due to the previous battle. If our trucks and armored units pass directly through, they may encounter considerable difficulties."

Liu Ershun frowned slightly when he heard this, but soon regained his composure. He glared at the deputy commander, and said with a bit of displeasure: "Don't fight when there are difficulties? What bullshit! But what you said makes sense, we have to find a way to get around it."

The deputy commander quickly explained: "Commander, that's not what I meant. What I meant is that we can consider taking a detour of 45 kilometers to the east. The terrain there is relatively flat and more suitable for mechanized troops to march."

Liu Ershun snorted and glared at the deputy commander, but he knew in his heart that this was the most feasible solution at the moment. "Next time, say it all to me at once!" He stood up and walked out of the tent with big strides.

At this moment, a sudden noise came from outside the tent, breaking the tranquility of the night. Liu Ershun frowned, patted the table, and cursed in a low voice: "What are these little brats doing in the middle of the night! Let's go out and take a look."

As he spoke, he had already stepped out of the tent, followed closely by the deputy commander. When the two of them walked out of the tent, they saw a group of soldiers gathered in a circle in the night, and the noise came from there.

Liu Ershun pushed through the crowd and scanned the scene in front of him with a sharp gaze. Several Japanese prisoners, dressed in rags, with pale and thin faces but fierce eyes, were tied up and kneeling on the ground. Their struggles and curses were particularly harsh in the night wind. One of the Japanese officers, with the rank of lieutenant colonel, cursed the soldiers around him in his poor Chinese, mixed with endless hatred and provocation, despite being in a desperate situation.

"What's going on?" Liu Ershun's voice was low and powerful, revealing unquestionable majesty.

A soldier immediately stepped forward and reported respectfully: "Commander, we found these little devils while on patrol. They came out of nowhere and were about to flee north, but we caught them. These little devils are not good at talking, and we are planning to execute them according to military regulations."

Upon hearing this, the Japanese lieutenant colonel kneeling on the ground struggled even more frantically, shouting in Japanese mixed with Chinese: "Damned sick man of East Asia! If you have the guts, let me go, and let's have a one-on-one duel!" His voice was full of anger at failure and contempt for death.

Liu Ershun raised a cold smile and walked forward slowly, his eyes flashing with amusement and determination. "Come here, let this shorty go, I'll play with him myself." His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone present.

The soldiers acted quickly and untied the ropes on the Japanese lieutenant colonel. He stood up suddenly and shook his clothes. The soldier next to him handed him a samurai sword. The fighting spirit in his eyes rekindled, and he stared at Liu Ershun with a fierce look.

Seeing this, the soldiers gathered around and formed a semicircle, surrounding the two men. They stared with wide eyes, nervously and excitedly waiting for this sudden confrontation. Someone shouted loudly: "Commander, kill this little devil!" More people followed suit: "Kill him! Let him know how powerful we are!"

Liu Ershun did not move, but a raging fire of war was burning in his eyes. He calmly took the ghost-head sword handed to him by his adjutant, and holding the handle in his hand, the heavy weight made him feel a familiar and reassuring power.

The corner of his mouth curled up into a sneer, that smile contained both contempt for the enemy and confidence in his own strength: "Today, I will let you, a little devil, know what the real sick man of East Asia is!"

Seeing this, the Japanese lieutenant colonel's eyes burned with anger. He roared and rushed towards Liu Ershun like a wild beast. The samurai sword in his hand flashed with cold light, and went straight to Liu Ershun's vital points. However, Liu Ershun was not in a hurry. He slightly tilted his body and easily avoided the lieutenant colonel's powerful attack. His steps were steady, and every movement seemed so calm, as if he had already seen through all the lieutenant colonel's attacks.

The lieutenant colonel was unwilling to be outdone. He held the samurai sword tightly with both hands, exerted force again, and jumped high, trying to use the strength of his body and the advantage of gravity to chop off Liu Ershun's head with one blow. However, Liu Ershun's reaction speed was far beyond his imagination.

He quickly raised his sword to block, and the blade of the Onito sword tilted slightly, colliding with the Lieutenant Colonel's katana at a clever angle, making a loud "clang" sound. The moment the two blades intersected, sparks flew.

However, this was just the beginning. After Liu Ershun blocked the lieutenant colonel's attack, he immediately launched a counterattack. He flashed and approached the lieutenant colonel like a ghost, and kicked him straight and accurately in the chest. This kick was so powerful that it directly kicked the lieutenant colonel out and fell to the ground, raising dust.

Liu Ershun did not give the lieutenant colonel any chance to breathe. He approached quickly with his sword. The lieutenant colonel rolled on the spot, trying to avoid Liu Ershun's fatal blow. However, Liu Ershun's reaction speed and adaptability were also excellent. He followed the lieutenant colonel's rolling trajectory, and after a sword strike in the air, he immediately changed his move to a kick, kicking the lieutenant colonel on the buttocks. The kick was so powerful that the lieutenant colonel staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Liu Ershun rushed forward, his sword flashing with a cold light, and aimed accurately at the trembling neck of the lieutenant colonel. His eyes revealed an astonishing murderous intent, as if at this moment, the whole world had stopped, leaving only him and the enemy who was about to be killed by his sword.

"Kill!" Liu Ershun shouted in a deep voice. This roar was like thunder that broke through the night sky and the silence around him. He held the hilt of the knife tightly with both hands, and all the strength in his body was concentrated at this moment, and he swung the knife down suddenly.

This powerful and heavy blow seemed to contain a thousand pounds of force and carried unparalleled momentum, directly chopping off the Japanese lieutenant colonel's head from his shoulders.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, dyeing the ground red and also dyeing Liu Ershun's resolute face red.

"Mighty General!" Seeing this, the soldiers around burst into thunderous cheers. They waved their weapons, their eyes flashing with respect and admiration for Liu Ershun. They knew that they were following not only a general, but also a god of war, a hero who could lead them to victory.

Liu Ershun didn't care about the soldiers' cheers. He turned his head and looked at the lieutenant colonel's body on the ground, with a flash of disdain in his eyes. He spat at the body and cursed in a low voice: "What the hell, you dare to challenge me?"

Then, he turned his head and glanced at the two captured Japanese soldiers. There was no hesitation or pity in his eyes, only cold determination. "Dig a pit for these two devils and bury them alive!"