Some soldiers faced the officer with their eyes flickering.

Pusen ignored the shock. He was watching the enemy's soldiers rescuing his own soldiers. It was simply ironic.

The officer's intimidation worked, and the soldiers who thought about surrender did not dare to think about it anymore.

They returned to their posts under the command of the officers.

Time passed little by little, and the soldiers leaned in the shallow trenches, each with their own thoughts.

Some of the officers stayed on the front line, while others gathered around the commander's bed to discuss the next move.

Everyone calmed down and figured it out. It was impossible to charge with physical force. Many people were discussing Taihui's mysterious weapon, the kind of equipment that they didn't even dare to think about.

Pousin didn't pay attention to the weapons at all. He thought hard and couldn't figure out why Taihui's army didn't take the opportunity to launch a counterattack when they were fleeing. If there had been such a counterattack, everything would have come to fruition now.

About this matter, it was only later that everyone learned that because the shooting was too simple, it could be said that it was easier than going out to hunt rabbits. It was just like shooting a fixed target. Taihui's commander had not yet reacted, and it was already over.

Because there were almost no casualties in Taihui's army, they had no hatred towards their enemies. Instead, they had pity and sympathy, and they began to persuade them to surrender.

The sun finally came out, and the death zone on the battlefield was clearly visible from both sides. Countless soldiers suffered psychological breakdown and vomited in the trenches.

Flies and scavengers have come to visit the scattered corpses.

On the defeated side, some people were afraid, and more people showed hatred, hatred that went deep into their bones.

Pusen was in a daze in the trench, listening to the intermittent crying in his ears. He thought in a daze that he was a minba and that his compatriots were massacred by the Guards on the opposite side.

At the rear of the trench, more than a dozen horses pulling artillery rushed to the position. The upper management finally decided to use artillery.

The eldest cousin jumped into Poussen's trench with high spirits and said in a jumping tone: "How about it? It can't be done without us, right? Don't worry, we will let them see how powerful we are later."

No one in the team responded, and some even laughed.

The eldest cousin was so enthusiastic that a basin of water was poured directly on his head. He asked: "What's wrong with you?"

The deputy captain pointed to the death zone ahead and said, "Don't you see it? There."

When the eldest cousin went to see that place that was hated by countless people, his scalp exploded instantly and he felt like something was rushing upwards in his stomach, as if he was watching a fly being eaten alive.

At this time, the commander of the other side shouted through the loudspeaker: "Last advice, in ten minutes, we will launch an attack. You are not our opponent, there is no need to hold on, surrender."

"I'll get out of here, grandma!"

After hearing the other commander's humiliation, someone finally couldn't help but yell, and a group of people followed suit.

Pusen asked the deputy captain: "Do you think they will charge like us?"

"It's unlikely." The vice-captain shook his head, "Unless they are extremely proud."

"Then what will they do?"

"I can't think of it. It might be shelling."

Pusen nodded silently after hearing this. He looked at the trench on his side. He could see outside as long as he stood up. He basically had no ability to withstand artillery fire.

He turned to his eldest cousin and asked: "How many cannons do you have?"

The eldest cousin was still in a state of nausea and did not hear Pu Sen’s question at all.

Posen could only repeat loudly: "How many cannons do you have!"

"Ah? Fourteenth Gate, why do you ask this?"

"We can't sit back and bombard them with artillery. Isn't this what you have been looking forward to for a long time?"

After saying that, Pusen stood up and looked at the terrain. He found that there was no possibility of placing artillery here, and all the artillery would become living targets.

He looked at many places, and finally locked on the side of the ridge away from him. Pointing there, Pusen said to his cousin: "You have to deploy these fourteen guns there in the shortest possible time, and you have to deploy them there."

Scattered, did I make it clear?"

"I understand, I understand, but these cannons are not at my disposal. I have already spent a lot of money to get the right to use one."

The eldest cousin was very embarrassed, but he understood what Pusen meant, which was to place the cannon behind the ridge to avoid direct fire. If the opponent wanted to attack his cannon, he would have to put some effort into it.

Pu Sen's expression suddenly became serious, and he roared in a low voice: "Then find a way, we can all rely on you."

These words gave the eldest cousin the illusion of growing up instantly. He had never accepted such trust before. The eldest cousin felt warm in his heart and instantly jumped out of the trenches.

"Don't worry!"

Pusen watched his elder cousin talking to the artillery officer, and then the two began to quarrel, which almost turned into a violent conflict. It was heart-breaking to watch.

Finally, the eldest cousin took four cannons to the back of the ridge.

He has tried his best.

Ten minutes came quickly, and just as the deputy captain expected, the enemy launched an artillery bombardment.

The sound of the cannon being ejected was particularly clear to Pusen's ears.

"Get down!"

Posen casually held down a person next to him, and the team members also lay down on the spot after the order, habitually blocking their ears with their hands.

The enemy mobilized seventeen artillery pieces. Because our own artillery was exposed under their noses, in the first round of firing, the first place the artillery shells flew to was our own artillery position.

The shell was detonated and the charge was ignited. The people at the center of the explosion were either killed or shocked to death, injured or deafened and stunned.

After the first round of shelling, the soldiers in the trenches realized what was happening and they all lay down in the trenches.

Then came the second round of shelling, and the third round of shelling, about every ten seconds.

It was impossible for Posen to care about other people. He could only hear the shells flying past and then exploding, maybe in front of him, maybe behind him.

At the interval between the second and third rounds, the eldest cousin commanded the four artillery pieces in his hands to start firing back.

The artillery shells exploded on the Taihui Formation subway wire mesh. The eldest cousin lay on the high ground on the ridge to see clearly the point of impact and ordered the artillery to adjust its angle.

In the second test firing, the shell flew to the center of the enemy's position.

The elder cousin quickly dodged and returned to his artillery position, and the place where he had just been was also accurately hit by two artillery shells.

"Artillery group, fire all cannonballs."

The four artillery pieces fired back wildly, and following the terrain, a four-on-seventeen battle began.

The eldest cousin was responsible for loading the shells, and I would carry the shells behind him.

Listening to the bombing from both sides, the vice-captain shouted repeatedly: "Barge in the door! Well done! Blast them hard!"

To this day, they have not yet fully figured out the identity of their eldest cousin, and have always believed that he is the prospective son-in-law of a noble family.

The continuous bombing makes people unable to hold their heads up. No one knows how many people were hit by the shells.

The elder cousin's side was fighting in full swing.

"Loading complete!"

"put!"

"Reload!"

"Loading complete!"

"put!"

After firing again and again, the eldest cousin and Nawu gradually developed a tacit understanding. Every time the eldest cousin looked back, he would always see a shell appearing beside him at the most suitable angle. In addition,

There will also be a soldier holding a propellant charge, quietly waiting for his cousin to load the ammunition into the chamber.

In his life, his elder cousin had never felt so happy. Like a real commander, he began to calculate how long the accumulated ammunition could last.

Seeing the artillery shells disappearing one by one, he was also cursing. If the artillery officer listened to his opinion, they would be able to defeat the opponent in artillery.

After a few more rounds, a deafening sound came from the other side.

Several gunners stopped at the same time, and someone asked: "Did we just blow up an ammunition truck?"

The eldest cousin slapped the man on the head and roared: "Keep firing!"

These artillerymen are now obedient to their elder cousin, and his life has reached its peak moment.

As the fire continued, the artillery fire from the opposite side stopped.

The elder cousin was wondering when he suddenly discovered that a group of enemy soldiers had arrived at the top of the ridge at some unknown time.

The most frightening thing is that on the ridge, the main enemy infantry can be seen, less than 200 meters away from our own position.

Use artillery fire to cover the infantry advance.
Chapter completed!