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1167Hand-to-hand combat in Dingcheng

Among the ruins of Ding City, an orc soldier was crawling hard. He and his comrades were trying to attack a ruins controlled by goblins. There were traps everywhere. You must be extra careful every step forward.

In the distance, the 155mm caliber howitzer shells of the Orc troops were shaking the ground, smoke and dust billowed up, and everyone lying on the ground could feel the tremors.

A tracer bullet flew from nowhere, crossed the entire battlefield, and then embedded itself in only half of the wall, leaving a small hole in it.

Everyone kept their bodies as low as possible, because if they raised their heads, they might be hit in the head by a bullet from nowhere.

No one wants to be shot through the head casually, because there are corpses everywhere here without heads...or arms or legs.

This once prosperous city now lacks the most corpses. Near every collapsed building, you can find the corpses of orcs and goblins.

"The goblins have discovered us! They have discovered us!" An orc saw the mirage soldiers bending and running in the distance. He reminded his companions loudly, and then inserted the bayonet into the muzzle of his gun.

All the orc soldiers are doing this. The orcs who lack automatic weapons and cannot stand the rapid consumption of automatic weapons regard bayonet fighting as a sign of bravery.

Of course, the goblins on the opposite side are also very brave. Although they are short in stature, they still dispatch a large number of elites to try to regain the lost position.

"For His Majesty the Mirage Emperor! Long live!" Seeing that the orcs were already alert, an officer among the Mirage soldiers who were also short of ammunition pulled out his command knife.

"Long live the Mirage Emperor!" The remaining soldiers shouted loudly. They rushed towards the orcs who opened fire like crazy. After being knocked down by a round of shooting from the opponent, the soldiers who insisted on advancing had come into contact with the orc troops.

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The sound of bayonets hitting bayonets is harsh and terrifying. This kind of fighting is a link that both sides attach great importance to.

After all, without machine guns, assault rifles and grenades to open the gap, the orcs could only rely on their own flesh and blood to penetrate the mirage army's carefully constructed defense line.

"Kill!" The slogan shouted by the orc troops was much shorter than that of the goblins. Amid a mountain of shouts, these orcs wearing M35 steel helmets rushed towards the goblins.

Although the goblins were short in stature, they still did not flinch. They carried longer rifles and used longer bayonets. For a while, these mirage soldiers holding long guns really couldn't see any disadvantages.

"Kill!" The orc soldier led by him had an astonishing fighting power. He shouted and rushed towards the goblin soldier in front of him. He used his bayonet to deflect the opponent's bayonet. Taking advantage of his height, he suddenly thrust out his own bayonet.

Killed the goblin.

The opponent vomited blood and refused to let go of the orc soldier's gun. The goblin soldiers often did this to gain the most opportunities for their comrades.

However, the orc soldier did not wait stupidly. He kicked the dying goblin in the stomach. After the pain, the two hands holding the gun became a little unstable.

The orc soldier changed the direction again, pointing the goblin on the bayonet back towards the side where more enemies were charging forward.

He has fought with goblins several times with bayonets, and it can be said that he is very proficient in his business. By doing this, he can block the opponent from approaching him, and at the same time, he can use the bayonet to enlarge the wound.

Sure enough, the blood of the poor mirage goblin soldier began to dye the surrounding clothes red: although he tried very hard to die with an orc, he still failed to do it in the end.

The bayonet was inserted so deep that even the military doctors from the Tang Empire could not solve similar problems.

The mirage soldiers who gradually lost their strength finally let go of their hands, and the orc soldiers also drew out their bayonets and blocked the next goblin that rushed over.

Although these goblins are only 1.4 meters tall, their ferocity makes up for their short stature to a certain extent. This is why, before the Tang Empire attacked the Zheng State, they were able to suppress the Qi State in the coastal areas.

The country of Chu was attacked.

However, when it comes to ferocity, the orcs are not bad at all. Although these orc workers are honest and honest in the Tang Empire and are disciplined to be obedient, in fact they can give away heads in the Western Wall Fortress for hundreds of years.

It can prove a lot of things.

"Kill!" the orc soldier, whose bayonet was covered with blood, roared loudly, his ugly face even more ferocious in anger.

Just like a ghost, he pushed away the goblin's bayonet, and then smashed the gun butt into the opponent's face.

The goblin had all his teeth smashed out, his mouth was dripping with blood, and he let out a scream that didn't sound like a human voice.

The orc turned the muzzle of his gun and thrust the bayonet into the opponent's chest. The bayonet cut through the gap between the ribs and pierced the goblin's lungs.

Before the opponent could grab the barrel of his gun, this time the orc soldier quickly pulled out his bayonet, and the opponent's blood spurted out from the wound, splashing all over the orc soldier's face.

The hand-to-hand combat was still going on crazily, with goblin troops rushing out from the corners of the ruins, and orc troops frantically sending support towards the ruins.

Neither side is willing to give up easily the results of today's battle, even if the ground is covered with the corpses of soldiers from both sides.

The expression of the orc soldier with blood on his face was distorted. He shouted and continued to move forward, startling the goblin directly opposite.

In the eyes of the goblin, the opponent was more than a head taller than him, and his bright red face seemed to come from hell. The orc, who originally had a crooked mouth, slanted eyes, green face and fangs, was really more terrifying than a ghost under the background of blood.

The goblin was frightened out of his mind. He was not the main force of the mirage army who had received strict training. He was a goblin civilian who was recruited just a few days ago to make ends meet.

He had been frightened by the shelling in the past two days, and now he saw an enemy that looked like a ghost, and he almost turned around and ran away.

The orc soldier who was already red-eyed did not give the goblin a chance to turn around and escape. When the two groups of goblins were fighting, he provoked the opponent with a bayonet.

While the goblin was holding his stomach and trying to stuff his severed intestines back into his body, the orc soldier who slit his belly was already looking for the next target.

I don't know if it was a tacit understanding, but the soldiers on both sides did not continue to fire. As if they were holding their breath, the orcs and goblins chose to fight this bloody battle in the most barbaric way.

Some goblins even bit off the ears of the orcs, and some orcs bit off several of the goblin's fingers. Both sides used stones to hit, chopped with shovels, used daggers, teeth, and even fought with nails or saliva.

The indomitable orc soldier was still charging forward, with orc soldiers on both sides of him. These orcs seemed to have found a sharp spear tip, and quickly gathered together to form a larger and sharper spear tip.

"Kill!" The orc soldiers, who were full of momentum, roared again. They stepped on the goblin corpses with bayonets in hand and knocked down the goblins in front of them one after another.

Another goblin had his neck slashed with a bayonet. He tried to block his carotid artery, but blood still spurted out from his fingertips.

The goblin leaned against the remains of a collapsed wall, silently looking at the orc warrior who killed him. The warrior's body was covered in bright red blood... The goblin even thought for a moment that it was his own hallucination.

He was the last goblin on the battlefield. He did not run away, and even killed an orc warrior before. But when he turned around to find a second target, he was impaled by the orc in front of him.

neck.

His luck was really bad... If he wasn't tired and his reaction speed was still the same as a few minutes ago, he would definitely be able to dodge the knife stabbed at his neck.

It's a pity that he was slow...

"Long live!" Standing on the ruins, many orc soldiers raised their arms and cheered. They captured another area of ​​​​the city, which seemed to be only a few hundred meters away from the city center.

"Win!" More orcs cheered, and they were celebrating this not-so-great victory that they had gained with the blood of hundreds of comrades.

In fact, the area they captured was really insignificant. The only thing worth mentioning is that they solved the battle with hand-to-hand combat.

"There are no bullets in their guns...even half of them don't have guns." An orc officer inspected the goblin corpses on the battlefield and their "relics".

The weapons used by these goblins include shovels and wooden sticks. Even with the weapons, there are almost no bullets in the rifle chamber.

Some guns may have one or two bullets in them, but most of the gun chambers are empty, and you can even see some Cyric flintlock guns from ancient times...

"No wonder they didn't shoot..." Another orc officer suddenly realized. He thought that the other party was really angry and wanted to fight hand-to-hand with the orcs fairly.

"Send this information to General Shanlu! The Mirage Army may be running out of ammunition!" the orc officer who inspected the enemy's corpse said excitedly.

No wonder he was excited, because this was the first time he saw the dawn of victory in Dingcheng, a battlefield where countless lives had been swallowed up.

"Yes! Sir!" Inherited from the good habit of the Tang Dynasty, the orc army mainly calls its superiors "sir".

"In addition, let the troops take cover quickly! Don't wait for the enemy's artillery fire to die in vain." After the orc officer finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the safer rear.

Facts have proved that there seems to be a problem with the ammunition supply of the Mirage Army. After the orcs seized this position, the goblins did not conduct artillery coverage in a rare event...

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