One of the remaining soldiers finally came to his senses, turned around and tried to run away, but as he turned around, blood splattered behind him.
He stumbled and took two steps forward, then tripped over the corpse and landed on the still warm corpse.
Blood gushed out from the hole behind him like a spring. Only then did the soldier of Cyric, who had thrown himself on the way to escape, realize that he didn't seem to even see what his enemy looked like.
On the entire battlefield, the few remaining soldiers rolled and crawled backwards. Because it was a moving target, the soldiers on the silent Datang Security Forces position had no intention of wasting their bullets.
After all, in less than 10 minutes just now, they had fired a full 3,000 rounds of bullets, which was almost the number of bullets consumed by the two legions in one charge.
"What happened just now! Why did it jam all of a sudden?" Pulling the trigger, the shooter was checking his weapon in the bunker.
After all, it is a bullet chain made of canvas. Its reliability is not as high as imagined. In fact, the failure rate of this first-generation ammunition supply system is very scary.
Tang Mo had always thought of using iron bullet chains instead of canvas bullet chains, but the war had already come before this plan was launched.
The deputy shooter took out a bullet chain from the ammunition box at his feet, hung it on the weapon, checked it carefully, and then said: "This time it will be better, I guess it won't jam in a short time."
"Everyone has run away! What a bad luck!" The shooter aimed again, but saw that there was no life left standing on the battlefield.
Cyric's offensive formation was three phalanxes advancing together, which happened to be a legion spread out in front. They had already entered the outside of Bunas, so they were ready for battle.
The entire legion's baggage, carriages, etc. were all behind, and the artillery was also on the march. It was still a few hundred meters away from the front line, so it was not attacked by machine gun fire.
What was lost was the three infantry phalanxes in front of the regiment. In just 10 minutes, these soldiers were slaughtered by the new automatic firearms.
More than 1,000 soldiers were almost wiped out in 10 minutes, and probably less than 20 people escaped back to the location of the baggage troops.
The legion commander who was with the baggage troops was dumbfounded as he watched his troops being slaughtered. He saw with his own eyes that three of his battalion captains were shot and fell to the ground, dying in the chaos.
What made him even more depressed was that all three camp flags were lost on the battlefield, and his legion was basically completely destroyed.
"This, this is... this is witchcraft! It's magic!" The adjutant standing next to him on horseback was so surprised that he even stammered.
There was no way, he really couldn't imagine that there could be such a terrifying weapon in this world that could defeat a full legion so easily!
"Enemy, enemy... there is, there is..." The legion commander wanted to agree with his adjutant and put the blame on magic and other bastard explanations. He opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't have the nerve to talk about magic and witchcraft.
excuse.
"Herald! Herald! Hurry! Report what happened here to Lord Giese! Hurry!" After a long while, the legion commander finally regained some sense and shouted to the messenger next to him.
With almost one-tenth of the soldiers lying on the battlefield inexplicably, turning into cold corpses, the attack of the Cyric Consortium stopped abruptly.
It took about half an hour for the second regiment to come up and gather around 800 meters away from the machine gun position, neither advancing nor retreating.
"I said, are they provoking us?" After seeing the enemy's behavior through the telescope, Weiss sneered and asked Tang Mo standing next to him.
Tang Mo also put down his inaccurate monocular telescope, and replied with a smile: "We don't know our true strength, so let the infantry block the front, and prepare the artillery behind the infantry."
After losing one legion, Cyric would obviously be an idiot if he allowed a new legion to rush forward and die.
Jis is arrogant and insidious, but he is not stupid... After learning that Tang Mo has powerful methods, how to avoid such methods has become something Jis must think about.
In the end, Cyric actually had no good way to deal with it. He could only stabilize the front line first, and then use artillery to test it honestly.
In fact, Tang Mo did guess it right. On Cyric's side, Gis was looking at the frightened surviving soldiers with a frosty face, trying to find out something from these people's mouths.
As a result, he was greatly disappointed. These soldiers talked all over the place and didn't say anything useful or worthy of reference at all.
A soldier nervously described his experience: "I heard continuous gunshots! Very fast! Then the person in front of me fell down! There was blood all around! There were screams..."
"The officer walking beside me had his head smashed! I wanted to hold him up, but there was only blood on my hands and blood all over me." Another soldier also said.
Others were gesticulating, and while gesticulating, they were talking about how a bullet flying in the direction knocked off a person's finger.
Some people just stood there in a daze, looking at Guis with empty eyes, as if they had lost their souls.
Geese was a little annoyed. This was the first time he encountered such a situation: one of his legion private troops was defeated by the enemy, but in the end he didn't even see what the enemy looked like!
Just before Giss had a chance to vent his anger, an officer hurried in and reported to Giss: "Sir! According to your instructions, we have assembled the artillery of the five legions!"
Finally, when he got the news he wanted, the expression on Giese's face looked better. He glanced at the incoherent soldiers, waved his hands in disgust, and ordered the people next to him: "Take them down!
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This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Yes!" An officer immediately drove all the mentally disturbed soldiers out of the camp, and the entire camp suddenly seemed much emptyer.
Looking at the remaining commanders, Giese forced a smile, clapped his hands and said calmly: "Okay... No matter what the enemy is, their range is definitely not high, otherwise, I will
With so many soldiers at a distance of 800 meters, they should have opened fire long ago."
If those Cyric soldiers standing in the front row knew that the commander who ordered them to stand here and wait was actually asking them to stand here to test the range of the opponent's weapons, their expressions would be very wonderful.
After Guis waited for the news that the artillery was assembled and set up, it seemed that his pride finally returned to his body.
After all, the security forces of the Datang Group were too small and would certainly not launch a full-scale counterattack at this time, so he was not worried that the other party would attack his artillery positions.
Frankly speaking, he is just relying on his superiority in troops to play dirty here - anyway, the enemy does not have enough troops to fight back, so I will fight slowly!
Moreover, Jisi felt that he had enough cannonballs, so he used the cannonballs to conduct reconnaissance and find out Tang Mo's true identity.
So he ordered: "Let these fifty field guns fire! Give me a shot! No matter where you suspect there is an enemy, give me a shot!"
"Yes! Your Majesty!" The officer commanding the artillery immediately turned around to convey the order. This kind of thing must be done against time.
At this time, Keith looked to the other side, named a general, and said: "Also, let Baron Stella's troops stand by! After 250 rounds of artillery shells are fired, his troops will start to launch a tentative attack.
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In fact, Giese was not without his worries. Although he was confident that he had an advantage in the number of artillery and shells, he did not think that his artillery was superior.
During the Battle of Beiling, Earl Fishereau showed off a new type of artillery, which was extremely powerful. Keith knew that this thing was a product of the Datang Group.
In order to prevent Tang Mo's lion from opening his mouth and using new artillery to blackmail him again, Cyric did not purchase this new artillery.
They got a C64 from Susas and studied it, but because they couldn't handle the shells, the imitation was ultimately scrapped.
In short, Jisi was very afraid of Tang Mo's artillery, so he had no intention of concentrating his artillery to compete with the Tang Group at the beginning.
The artillery was assembled now because Datang Group did not show off its artillery. Instead, it used other new weapons first, which caught Giss a little off guard.
According to Giese's current plan, after a few rounds of shelling, he would immediately press on the infantry, leaving Tang Mo no chance to fire.
"Boom! Boom!" After more than ten minutes of silence, Cyric's artillery finally roared, and one solid projectile after another hit the open space where almost no one could be seen.
In the view of the commanders of the Datang Group's security forces, the other party was simply firing indiscriminately, without any purpose at all, and it was a complete waste of artillery shells.
A cannonball fell on the corpses that were too late to be cleaned up, smashing the corpses into pieces, which looked spectacular and terrifying.
Another cannonball hit the flat ground, bounced high, and rolled a long way before stopping in an open space.
The place where the shell hit was at least 20 meters away from the trenches of the Datang Group's security forces.
Because today's field artillery has flat trajectories and uses solid bullets, the damage to trench defenses is completely non-existent. If you are hit and injured in this way, it can only be said to be extremely bad luck.
This level of misfortune is almost the same as walking on the road and suddenly being hit in the head by a falling object...
The soldiers of the Datang Group's security forces hiding in the trenches squatted in the trenches holding their weapons and chewing dried meat. They did not take this level of shelling seriously at all.