Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 237 Wu Wanli kills a French lieutenant general in battle!
Outside the southern position of Chipyeong-ri
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom..."

A fierce second round of artillery fire erupted, and countless clouds of fire rose from the French army ranks.

A large number of French soldiers were blown away by the shockwave and were blown to pieces upon landing, their bodies mangled and lifeless.

Even the French lieutenant who tackled the guard Ralph was in the same situation; his back was charred black, and several shrapnel fragments were embedded in his body.

"asshole!!!"

"Aren't they afraid of hitting their own people with such heavy artillery fire?!"

Ralph shoved the corpse off him and roared.

"General, it's the Xu Jin barrage! We only dare to use the Xu Jin barrage when infantry-artillery coordination is at its absolute limit!"

Theo looked at the bright red stains all over the ground and quickly said something.

"call out------"

The next second, the final volley of shells came hurtling in.

“Get down!!!”

Ralph roared and cursed under his breath as he lay on the ground.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

The towering flames unleashed waves of heat, and a violent shockwave spread rapidly in all directions.

After the series of explosions ended, the Chinese People's Volunteer Army was charging towards the French army, stepping on the scorching hot ground.

In the final stretch of the journey, Wu Wanli pulled out a grenade, counted to two, and then threw it fiercely into the air above the French army.

In the distance, amidst billowing smoke, the French soldiers in the front ranks were struggling to their feet.

"boom!"

In an instant, the grenade thrown by Wu Wanli exploded above them, and the shrapnel killed or wounded five or six French soldiers with its maximum kill radius.

Some French soldiers thought the bombing was about to start again, so they quickly covered their heads and lay down again, not noticing that Wu Wanli and his men had already rushed up to them.

"Fuck you!"

Wu Wanli kicked hard, and a French soldier who was lying down felt a pain in his head and fainted on the spot.

"puff!"

Wu Wanli thrust his bayonet downwards at the French soldier, the bayonet piercing directly through his heart from his back.

As a French soldier standing nearby was halfway to his feet in a panic, still in a semi-squatting position, Yu Congrong's 48-yard kick struck him squarely in the chin.

With tremendous force, he was thrown backward and immediately fell to the ground.

Yu Congrong raised his gun, aimed it at the French soldier on the ground, and pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

With the sound of gunfire, a bullet pierced the French soldier's head, embedding itself deeply in the ground amidst blood and brain matter.

Not only Wu Wanli and Yu Congrong, but almost all the front-line volunteer soldiers reaped the French troops by launching surprise attacks.

"Kill! Kill these Chinese who only know how to launch sneak attacks!!!"

Ralph roared, his heart bleeding, as he looked at the fallen French soldiers.

These foreign French soldiers were the last elite force in France; he would be heartbroken if even one of them died.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

In an instant, all the French soldiers charged forward with bayonets in hand, relying on brute force to break into the ranks of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army.

A burly black man, 1.9 meters tall, raised his bayonet and stabbed Wang Weiguo, a volunteer soldier, viciously.

Wang Weiguo raised his bayonet to parry, but was thrown back by the powerful force.

"That much strength?!"

Wang Weiguo's eyes widened, and he took a few steps back.

However, the next second, a bayonet was already pressed against his face.

"puff----"

With a dull thud as the bayonet pierced flesh, Wang Weiguo was unable to dodge in time and was stabbed in the arm.

Not only him, but almost all the front-line volunteers were pushed back several steps by the French counterattack, and more than 20 soldiers died heroically.

"Commander, aren't they French soldiers?!"

"I remember Frenchmen being white!!!"

"Why are they all black? They're fucking strong!"

Yu Congrong struggled to deflect the bayonet in front of him, took two steps back, and shouted.

"This is the French Foreign Legion, not a domestic force!"

"If it were the local troops, they would have surrendered long ago!"

Wu Wanli gritted his teeth and stabbed a tall black man to death, roaring as he drew his knife.

He had long anticipated that the French troops would put up a strong resistance; otherwise, how could the Chinese People's Volunteer Army have suffered a defeat at Chipyong-ni in history?

However, he did not expect it to be so difficult. These black soldiers only had the most basic bayonet fighting techniques, but they managed to gain an advantage by sheer force.

This is a physical difference between races, just like how Chinese people are smarter than them.

【Ding------】

[Hint: The French commando unit has 831 men remaining.]

[The system has detected that the host is at a critical moment in the battle. Activation selected!]

[Option 1: Slay French Lieutenant General Ralph!]

[Gain unparalleled skills and top-tier melee combat abilities like Lu Bu!]

[Option Two: A Hundred-Man Kill - Slay over a hundred French soldiers!]

[Steel Seventh Regiment gains a 15% boost to melee combat power!]

[Multiple selections are allowed this time!]

Soon, the system's cold notification sounded in Wu Wanli's mind.

"Choose both!!!"

Wu Wanli's eyes had already spotted Ralph in the distance, and he immediately roared in his heart.

【bite--------】

[Congratulations, host! Your selection is complete. Rewards have been issued!]

[Note: The system will crash if this is not completed!]

[100-Man Kill: 0/100]

[Slaying French Lieutenant General Ralph: Incomplete!]

Soon, a surge of heat coursed through Wu Wanli's body, and countless exquisite killing techniques flooded into his brain.

Just then, a black French soldier charged at him, his bayonet gleaming coldly, and stabbed him hard in the chest.

The French soldier had a smug look in his eyes; he was the strongest in the French force. In the previous counterattack, he had killed three volunteer soldiers.

In his view, Wu Wanli would also be one of those who fell.

However, in Wu Wanli's eyes, the black soldier's stabbing action seemed to be sped up to 0.1 times.

"An old man fighting with bayonets?"

Wu Wanli chuckled, then turned sideways, bayonet in hand, and leaned in, the tip of the blade already aimed at the French soldier's heart.

The French soldier only felt that Wu Wanli in front of him had become a blurry afterimage, and then he felt a sudden pain in his chest.

As he looked down, Wu Wanli drew his bayonet, and gushing blood splattered all over his face.

"Maybe I'll be reborn into a better family in my next life and get into the Shizhuang Infantry Academy."

Wu Wanli kicked the French soldier to the ground, then delivered a final blow, ending his life.

[1/100 of the 100-man kill]

Soon, a corresponding label popped up on the system panel, then immediately disappeared.

"Fight!"

May our ancestors bless us!

Yu Congrong, who was standing to the side, also lost his temper. He drew his sword and charged forward, knocking away the French soldier's bayonet and stabbing him to death.

The other soldiers of the 7th Steel Regiment also raised their bayonets and charged forward, suddenly realizing that their strength was enough to contend with these tall, black French soldiers.

"Commander, our ancestors truly bless us!"

Yu Congrong killed another French soldier and spoke to the air beside him.

"Commander Yu, Commander Wu has already stormed in there!"

Wang Weiguo gestured towards the dense area of ​​French troops and said.

"What?!"

"If I'm blessed by my ancestors, then the ancestral graves of the regimental commander's family must be on fire!"

Yu Congrong looked closely and was immediately dumbfounded.

Wu Wanli, bayonet in hand, knocked the bayonets of three or four French soldiers away with a single blow.

The rapid thrusts fell like a storm, and countless sprays of blood stained his entire body red!
After killing the French soldiers, he didn't stop but continued killing in Ralph's direction.

"Get out of the way!"

"Why are you carrying me and running away!"

"I want to have a commander's duel with the Chinese commander!"

Ralph shook off Theo, who was urging him to retreat, and excitedly raised his bayonet, charging towards Wu Wanli.

"quick!"

"Protect the general! Charge!"

"Theo roared."

Wu Wanli's eyes were bloodshot, and his body was covered in blood, like a demon descending to earth.

His bayonet flashed with a few cold glints, simultaneously slicing the throats of five French soldiers blocking his path, their blood spraying into the scalding gunpowder smoke.

The system panel was jumping wildly, and the scarlet number had jumped to [98/100].

"The glory of France will live on forever!"

Ralph roared and thrust, his officer's overcoat covered in mud.

This veteran, who had experienced two world wars, was ruthless and, in the blink of an eye, he popped the top button off Wu Wanli's collar.

Amidst the piercing metallic scraping sound, Wu Wanli dodged the blade. Lü Bu's sweeping halberd technique transformed into a bayonet sweep, the back of the blade striking Ralph's shin heavily.

The moment the lieutenant general staggered and knelt down, Wu Wanli raised his bayonet and, like a falling meteor, stabbed it fiercely into Ralph's chest.

"General!"

Nearby French soldiers gasped in surprise, staring at Ralph lying on the ground, and were stunned.

The French veteran, who had been full of vigor just half an hour ago, suddenly fell to Wu Wanli's bayonet.

Taking advantage of their momentary lapse in concentration, Wu Wanli raised his bayonet and continued to fight with gritted teeth, instantly killing several more French soldiers.

[French Lieutenant General Ralph slain in battle! Mission accomplished!]

[106/100 kills! Exceeded the target!]

At this moment, the French army's formation was half-pierced by Wu Wanli, and the soldiers of the Seventh Steel Regiment behind him were also fighting hard to catch up.

After losing Ralph, the spiritual icon of the French army, the morale of these French soldiers plummeted.

Seeing the blood and corpses of French soldiers scattered everywhere, Theo knew that more than half of the thousand-strong suicide squad had been killed or wounded.

"retreat!!!"

Major Theo gritted his teeth and roared.

Once the order to retreat was given, the French army's desperately held-up battle lines collapsed instantly.

They turned around and fled towards the south gate of Chipyeong-ri.

It wasn't that they weren't fighting hard, but after one battle, more than half of them were killed or wounded, and even their general was killed in action. It was clear that they couldn't win.

Many French soldiers even dropped their bayonets and used every ounce of their strength to speed up.

After all, in this situation, it's not necessary to run faster than the Chinese People's Volunteer Army; it's enough to run faster than your French comrades.

"Happy, happy!"

"Commander, you've single-handedly breached their central command!"

Yu Congrong led his men to Wu Wanli's side and said with a loud laugh.

However, Wu Wanli rubbed his head, feeling a wave of fatigue wash over him.

My adrenaline was pumping just now, and I was getting more and more excited as I killed. Now that I've stopped, I'm starting to feel a little uncomfortable.

"Commander, why don't you take a break? I'll lead the men and continue..."

Seeing this, Yu Congrong handed a piece of chocolate to Wu Wanli and said.

"Need not!"

"Freeman should be realizing this by now. Pinghe and Gao Daxing will both be under heavy attack."

"We have to speed up!"

"Comrades, follow me and chase after these fleeing French soldiers! Let's take Chipyong-ni in one fell swoop!!!"

After finishing the chocolate, Wu Wanli roared and charged towards the southern position of Chipyong-ri.

"kill!!!"

The soldiers of the 7th Steel Regiment behind him also carried bayonets and charged toward the French army's southern positions, which were being disrupted by the fleeing soldiers.

There's one more chapter being written.

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