At the command to attack, the first few hundred soldiers launched the charge.

They all have a dreamy illusion that as long as they bypass the useless barbed wire fence, they can win.

Some soldiers are simulating in their minds how to climb over the barbed wire fence.

There are still 150 meters away from the enemy defense line.

On the Taihui position, a strange thing flew into the sky with the sound of a whistle, and a red halo bloomed in the still-bright night sky.

Pousin could see very clearly from his position. A dazzling red fireball appeared above the heads of his soldiers like a small sun, constantly releasing brilliance.

The red light hit every soldier's face, and the sudden vision caused many people to stop charging. They looked up to see the little sun, not knowing exactly what it was.

Because someone stopped, the charging soldiers from behind had no time to dodge and collided. The charging formation appeared in several incongruous places. This light ball made people instinctively fearful, especially because the red light also hit the surrounding people and themselves.

On the body, it is like the evil ghost in myth grabbing the human soul.

The commander immediately adjusted his mentality. Just as he was trying to stabilize his own soldiers, he saw a crowd of people on the position where the red fireball was emitted.

The soldiers of Taihui's army quickly reached their positions, and rifles rushed outwards. The dark muzzles of the guns and the soldiers' firm eyes all expressed their determination to shoot.

Taihui soldiers opened fire to meet the enemy.

The fireball burned for a few seconds and then disappeared. Sparks fell at the burned location and were eventually lost in the air.

Along with Mars, there were also young lives on the attacking side.

Incredibly powerful firepower erupted on Taihui's defense line, with countless muzzles and even more countless bullets. Each one seemed to have eyes, knowing exactly where it was going to fly.

The distance between the two sides is less than a hundred steps.

At such a close distance and facing so many targets, there is no need to aim very well. As long as the height of the muzzle is not too high or too low, you can always hit something.

The attack collapsed instantly, and the charging soldiers fell down one after another. Before they could reach the destined barbed wire fence, they already discovered that the barbed wire fence was getting further and further away from them.

The men beside the commander were being harvested. He was holding a saber and didn't know what to think. He waved the saber blankly and asked the soldiers to continue attacking.

In the corner of his eye, something like a trolley was pushed to the front line on Taihui's defense line. After several trolleys arrived, they splashed out at several circular muzzles in front of the trolley.

There was a dense rain of bullets.

Wherever the bullets hit, soldiers fell in pieces.

Many soldiers hurriedly counterattacked, pointing their rifles at the enemy positions they were supposed to charge towards, and simply pulling the triggers.

They painfully discovered that the firepower density of firing one shot and then reloading another round could not compete with the continuous firepower from the opposite side, let alone a hasty shot with no aim at all.

Pusen had an illusion. What he saw seemed to be a rice field that was being cut off piece by piece. The rice that was originally standing had already fallen down.

After being caught off guard, the remaining troops were so shocked that their scalps went numb, and they fled like a piece of loose sand.

The commander held a saber in his hand and watched all this numbly. There was no one standing around him anymore. The enemy soldiers seemed to have done this deliberately, and all the bullets were going around him.

What deserves Poussen's most attention are those machine guns that look similar to trolleys. These machines can actually fire continuously. This is the biggest cause of casualties this time.

The panicked soldiers ran past him. The first one he saw had a clean face, the next one had a clean but panicked face, and the third one after that had a face that was not only panicked but also covered in blood.

The gunfire at Taihui's defense line stopped, and they had no intention of killing them all.

In the death zone littered with corpses, the commander and a dozen soldiers stood in humiliation, with guns in their hands or empty hands.

Some soldiers were so frightened that they wet their pants, while others knelt among the corpses and cried.

Countless people who fell but did not die kept wailing and moaning. The sound was simply not something that humans could make.

It turns out that war can be so cruel.

The commander showed a sense of helplessness. He turned his horse's head and wanted to go back. Behind him, Taihui's soldiers burst out laughing because of those who peed their pants.

This made the already humiliated people even more humiliated. A soldier standing among the corpses raised his hands: "I surrender!"

In the past, this soldier would have been shot, but today, everyone was shocked by this crushing battle.

The commander felt the most uncomfortable. He rode back from the battlefield, and the horse's hooves stepped on the corpse for a minute.

He wanted to speed up the horse, to make it run, but his missing pride drove him to step slowly and step by step over the corpses of his men.

The commander returned to his position. He rolled off his horse and passed out completely. His firm determination to win had been completely shattered by the indestructible reality.

Because he experienced the greatest insult a commander could experience.

Pusen was also bruised and bruised by reality. He thought of cameras, four warships, several machine guns, and the intelligence from more than 20 years ago.

It turns out that just as my father said, compared with Taihui, we are so vulgar and savage.

The Diaoyuong Ridge is littered with corpses, and the painful screams hit the hearts of those who survived every time.

What they should be most thankful for is that the visibility at this time is not high. If it were at dawn, the scene before people's eyes would be the same as hell.

The most terrifying hell that humans can imagine is probably like this.

The surviving soldiers fled like water. Many ran to their own positions and stopped, as if waiting for the next instructions from their officers.

Some people continued to run for their lives and ran to unknown places.

There were also soldiers who ran very far away, seemed to have thought of something, turned around and ran back again.

The deputy captain pointed to the opposite side and said: "There is movement over there."

Pusen used his binoculars, and there was indeed movement on the other side. Taihui's soldiers walked out of the trenches, and he finally saw what the fully armed Taihui soldiers looked like.

They do not have gorgeous red or blue military uniforms, but are uniformly earthy gray, with helmets on their heads and ammunition belts on their waists.

Taihui's soldiers are crossing what is considered a useless barbed wire fence.

Pusen subconsciously shouted: "Prepare to defend!"

His squad was completely obedient to his orders, adopting various shooting postures and aiming their guns at the target one thousand meters away, while cold sweat slowly flowed down their faces.

Others were just like scattered sand, and some were wandering slowly.

If the opponent comes to charge, can your side be able to resist it?

Posen thought so as he saw the soldiers coming out accepting the surrender.

Those who peed their pants, raised their hands to surrender, and those who knelt and cried holding their heads in their arms were all included in the scope of prisoners of war.

There are also Taihui soldiers searching for survivors among the corpses. They are looking for sounds. If they find a living person, they will immediately call for medical soldiers to come for treatment.

An officer from Taihui shouted with a loudspeaker: "You have been defeated. We are willing to accept your surrender. As long as you put down your weapons and walk out of the trenches, we will treat you as ordinary citizens."

The fear brought by failure and death, the enemy's treatment of survivors, and the enemy's proposal to surrender.

These things have reached the defeated side, touched the psychological defenses of many people, and are eroding away bit by bit.

Voices of wanting to surrender are spreading on the battlefield, and defeatism is spreading endlessly.

Posen put away his gun, not knowing what to do next.

At this time, an officer stood up, raised his hand and fired a shot into the sky.
Chapter completed!