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After the battle deployment was completed, each company began to prepare for the battle in an orderly manner.

The two mortars were transported to a place about two or three miles away from the valley, and they began to fix and adjust their angles in preparation for firing.

Another dozen soldiers carrying rocket launchers quickly approached the valley. The entrance to the valley only had some simple wooden defenses and no city walls, which could not block the rocket attacks.

When these soldiers were within one mile of the valley, Fan Er picked up the walkie-talkie and immediately ordered the artillery fire.

A sharp whistling sound sounded. Before the people in the valley could figure out what was going on, the huge explosion woke them up instantly.

The fortifications at the entrance of the valley were instantly torn apart, and the two bandits guarding the gate were also blown to pieces.

Then there were two more whistling sounds, and two shells landed steadily on the buildings in the valley, instantly killing and injuring a large number of people.

The bandits were so frightened that they were in a panic and at a loss.

But the bombing did not stop. One shell after another fell in the valley. The dozen soldiers holding rocket launchers also began to attack. The rockets flew into the valley dragging the tail flames behind them, as if It was like the end of the world. In just a few moments, the valley was blown into ruins.

Fan Er stood up, holding a handful of Gatling in his hand, and shouted:

"kill..."

All the Lingxiao soldiers stood up at the same time and roared:

"kill..."

They formed a group of three, forming a triangle formation and began to charge.

Only then did the bandits in the valley realize that an enemy was attacking the mountain.

At this time, the shells had stopped. They barely restrained their inner fear, picked up the weapons at hand, and prepared to fight back.

When they saw the people rushing over, the bandits couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Because most of the Ling Xiao Army were ordinary people, their running speed and the strength they displayed were nothing to fear.

But it is this arrogance that makes them realize what true despair is.

The bandits raised their weapons and charged back at Ling Xiao's army. Seeing their ferocious appearance, the recruits who were fighting for the first time couldn't help but feel a little timid.

At this time, the few company commanders and two battalion commanders who had killed the enemy played a great role.

They were not afraid. After entering the shooting range, they directly picked up the rifles in their hands and started shooting.

"Call me."

Lin Sheng threw a grenade and roared while shooting.

In an instant, a large number of bandits were shot and fell to the ground.

Seeing how brave the battalion commander was, the recruits gradually overcame their fears and began to roar and shoot wildly.

The machine gunner had also found a high ground, and three heavy machine guns were set up. After loading their ammunition, they began to spit out deathly fire.

Once they met, these bandits saw the terror of modern thermal weapons.

They were only first- and second-grade warriors. Although their bodies were far superior to those of ordinary people, they were no different in front of bullets.

The bandits fell one after another. They had been beaten to the point of fear. They only thought about how to avoid those fatal bullets and had no courage to fight back.

Only those fourth- and fifth-grade masters can be considered capable of resisting.

The fifth-level master waved and threw a concealed weapon, hitting the Ling Xiao army at the forefront, knocking them off their feet.

But they all wore body armor, and except for the two unfortunate recruits who were hit in the head, the others only felt a little pain.

When Fan Er saw this, he immediately chased after him, firing wildly at the fifth-grade man with Gatling in his hand.

Ordinary soldiers were unable to target the fifth-grade soldier because of insufficient reflexes, but this problem naturally did not exist with Fan Er.

The fifth-level martial artist still wanted to dodge and fight back, but the bullets pouring in made him unable to fight back at all. Just one round of shooting turned him into a sieve.

This battle did not last long. After about half an hour, the sound of gunfire stopped. Several company commanders led their soldiers to clean the battlefield and replenish the guns of the bandits who were not dead.

This battle really demonstrated the confidence of the Lingxiao Army. Even in the face of so many high-level warriors, they were still able to defeat the opponent with absolute overwhelming force. In this world, when had an army of ordinary people completely defeated the warriors? Example?

Fan Er was sitting on the stone steps in the middle of the valley with a stick in his mouth, looking at the soldiers who were carrying the corpses happily.

After a while, the commander of the first battalion, Lin Sheng, ran over, stood at attention and gave a military salute:

"Report to the legion commander, the battle statistics have been prepared, please give instructions."

Fan Er returned the military salute and said calmly:

"Tell me."

Lin Sheng looked forward and said loudly:

"In this battle, our army annihilated a total of 187 enemies, seized more than 200 weapons, 3,527 taels of silver, and a certain amount of food."

Fan Er nodded and said:

"What are the casualties of our troops?"

Lin Sheng's eyes were slightly lonely, and his tone was much lower.

"Three of our troops were killed, two were seriously injured, and seven were slightly injured."

These casualties were all caused by those fourth-grade and above masters.

Fan Er sighed lightly, patted Lin Sheng's shoulder and said:

"There is no immortality in war. From now on, we should train harder. We would rather bleed and sweat on the training ground than lose our lives on the battlefield."

Lin Sheng raised his chest and raised his head and said:

"yes."

Fan Er gave him a piece of Huazi and said with a smile:

"Okay, after the battlefield is cleared, each brother will be given three taels of silver as a reward. The company commander will receive five taels, and you and Wei Biao will receive ten taels."

Lin Sheng's eyes were filled with surprise.

"Thank you, legion commander."

Fan Er smiled and said:

"Don't thank me, thank the lord. If he hadn't given us these weapons and trained us to be so powerful, we might still be worried about eating one bite at this time."

Lin Sheng said with a look of reverence:

"That's natural. My lord is the god in my heart, Lin Sheng, and the god of our Lingxiao army."

Then he said with a smile on his face:

"But we can't forget you, the legion commander..."

Fan Er laughed and cursed:

"When did you learn to flatter me..."

After the battle, Fan Er left a group of people to guard the valley and bury the corpses.

He rushed back to Wangniuzhuang with the remains of his troops and comrades who died in the battle.

In the sky, Qin Hao watched this battle completely.

He was not very satisfied with the result of this battle, because according to his prediction, there should be zero casualties in this battle, but two people died.

In the final analysis, it is still a matter of thinking. He obviously has long-range super firepower weapons in his hands, why do he still launch a close-range charge to meet those invincible warriors at a short distance?

The training time of the soldiers of Lingxiao Army was still too short, coupled with the lack of combat experience, they did not give full play to their advantages, which led to the death of two people in the battle.

It is so difficult to recruit people now that Qin Hao is reluctant to die. You know, how much materials and ammunition will it cost him to train these soldiers? If you suppress one bandit, two will die. What about the regular army in the future? How many deaths?