Fang Zhiyong used to be an Orion, and his marksmanship was extremely accurate. A bullet from a distance of 150 meters directly hit the target. One shot sent a blood mist out of the little leader Tianling Gai. The three people next to him also fired at the same time and fought hard, causing dust on the ground to fly.
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A returning soldier lying on the ground couldn't raise his head, loaded the bullet with bullets loaded, and fired randomly. Thinking that something was wrong, he wanted to raise his head to aim and shoot, so he stopped shooting and raised his head slightly.
Fang Zhiyong was searching for the target, aiming his gun at that place, waiting for the returning soldier to look over. He fired a shot, and the returning soldier fell motionless and lay there.
Hu Yinshan shouted and rushed towards the enemy, holding a big knife high in his hand, and relying on the smoke emitted by a flintlock gun, he rushed towards the death zone. The other two soldiers behind him also gritted their teeth and held up guns with bayonets.
, rush towards the remaining two enemies.
The three returning soldiers hiding on the ground wanted to reload their bullets, but it was too late. In a moment, they chose to go up to fight, pulled out the swords at their waists, and shouted loudly, not afraid of death.
The broadsword faced the waist knife. Hu Yinshan ignored the waist knife stabbing him next to him. He chose to believe in the comrades beside him. There was only one enemy in his eyes. That man looked so much like himself, with his cheeks and beard, and the same love of youth.
As time goes by, there is no turning back. One fights for the country, the other fights for the nation, and beautiful flowers of blood bloom here.
"Dang!" Sparks flew everywhere. The sword was held up, and only the simplest slash was used. The broadsword was on the waist sword, and a gap appeared in the thick sword. When the soldiers returned holding the waist sword, the tiger's mouth collapsed, but the waist sword in their hands was still there.
It was a precious sword, but the thickness of the broadsword caused the gorgeous waist sword to break into two sections.
"Ah!" Hu Yinshan's second move came with the wind. The deadly sword suddenly burst out with a blade, cutting across the enemy's waist. The sword turned with him, and the fancy movements were inherited from the martial arts of the Central Plains.
"Ah!" Hui Bing let out the last shrill scream in his life. His upper body and lower body were separated. What kind of sword skill was this? He could only stare blankly at the hero who killed him. Wasn't that himself? He wanted to name
Tell your living self that this is how flesh and blood fight.
Fang Zhiyong threw out a sharp javelin from forty steps away. With a "pop", the javelin plunged into the chest of a returning soldier, and hit the ground viciously with both the man and the gun.
Another returning soldier next to him raised his sword and struck at Hu Yinshan. He was so unhesitating, so disregarding his own safety, he just wanted to die with the enemy. There was a personality blocking his waist sword, and this sword was only a little short of being able to drink the enemy's blood.
He looked down at his stomach, and a bayonet penetrated his stomach.
"Ah!" Hui Bing couldn't help shouting, holding his stomach and trying to save his own life, fight against corrupt officials, destroy the demons, and create a peaceful world. He hadn't killed enough yet and would not die in peace.
Killing the enemy is to protect your own people. This is the simplest truth and the cruelest reality. A short attack can only be used for two minutes before the battle is over. Hu Yinshan walked over and saw five dead bodies on the ground, one after another.
The soldier was not completely dead yet. A hole was stabbed in his stomach. Blood was oozing out. He was spitting out blood bubbles in his mouth and was looking at him blankly with his eyes wide open.
Xu Zhong, who was still childish, pulled the bolt of the gun and wanted to shoot. Hu Yinshan said: "Save a bullet and try using a knife."
Xu Zhong pulled out his dagger, ran over and cut his throat. Several other people, all carrying daggers, also took out their daggers and stabbed him twice more. At that time, he was out of breath.
It was an incredible scene, with a strong smell of blood and a sense of ferocity. Many years later, Hu Yinshan would find it difficult to explain why he was so cold-blooded at that time.
It was Li Yunqing's first time holding a knife, but he felt like he didn't have that kind of fear, and he really enjoyed it. Killing people himself, and using a gun was extremely exciting. When he wanted to try the knife, he took it out and slapped it without hesitation.
I stabbed it, and I stabbed it without even thinking about it. The knife was really fast, and it went in with just one blow, and it made a pop sound, and it went in.
I don’t know why Li Yunqiu feels that he has grown up. Of course, this is a feeling that maybe he shouldn’t have. He is facing the dark night, loneliness, and unpredictable dangers. But his experiences and feelings are so real, that
Planting trees and planting plants is all done by soldiers, and the rumbling, nervousness and fear make people fearful.
This is Li Yunqing's first mission. Compared with Fang Zhiyong's bloody battle, it seems light and indifferent. In fact, since Li Yunqing had this experience, he began to slowly become like a veteran.
So calm and calm. There will be more and more tasks to be performed, and they will become more and more dangerous.
Danger. Li Yunqing felt that he had grown up. Of course, this was a feeling that perhaps he shouldn't have. He was facing the dark night, loneliness, and unpredictable dangers. But his experiences and feelings were so real.
, that kind of rumbling, nervousness and panic, which makes people fearful.
The enemy is a very vague concept. Those people are not green-faced and fanged, but they look similar to us. There is no difference. The only difference lies in their clothing and language. Although it is natural to destroy the enemy on the battlefield, it is the same thing cognitively.
The feeling after the actual attack was extremely complicated. Fang Zhiyong didn't feel trembling at the time. He was sitting next to the corpse and smoking. When he looked at the corpse smoking, he wanted to smoke very much. When he smoked, he found that his whole body was trembling.
Five people have completed the transformation of a soldier, but they are not psychopathic murderers, nor are they killing machines. Before joining the army, they were exactly the same as everyone else, but now they have to bear the consequences of their first murder.
Huge psychological impact.
How will the new recruits face death in the future, and how will they pass by death? Only the faint smell of tobacco relaxes their nerves.
Li Yunqing smoked for the first time in his life. He choked to tears and said with a smile: "It's so good."
Hu Yinshan blew out a puff of thick smoke and sneered: "Xiao Li, if you are happy now, you will cry later. The five of us have become living targets for the enemy. As long as we move, the bullet machine will look like it has eyes."
I'll shoot you the same way."
"Then what should we do? Let's leave quickly." Li Yunqing couldn't believe it and quickly stamped out the cigarette.
The returning soldier who had just rolled into the ditch was caught. Fang Zhiyong was nearby and took the returning soldier with an injured arm. The rope loop flew away, and he quickly tied the prisoner into a rice dumpling and threw him on the horse.
He glanced and said: "Don't worry, the returning soldiers don't know what's going on here. They are also muttering nearby. We don't move, so they can only guess. Maybe there are still people who are looking for death. Let's wait until dark before rushing out."
Li Yunqing asked: "What about the arrival of the enemy's large forces?"
Fang Zhiyong laughed and said: "Then we still have horses, so let's fight hard. Life or death depends on fate. If we can escape, we will escape. If we can't, we will be glorious."
"You bastards are all paupers." Xu Zhong, a student soldier cleaning the battlefield, didn't find many valuable things. He only found some naan cakes to eat, a few bags of horse feed, a bag of kumiss, a few bags of water, and six
A Russian-made spear and five waist knives were all tied to the horses, ready to go. In a short time, they had eleven horses.
Five people hid in a jungle waiting for nightfall. Each of them drank a few mouthfuls of kumis. It tasted extremely bad and was difficult to swallow, just like horse urine. They swallowed it with a frown. They did not dare to run now because they were afraid of the enemy.
Bullets flew in. The gunfire just now alerted the enemies hiding nearby. As long as they ran to the plain, they would become living targets.
Sporadic gunshots could be heard here, and bursts of gunshots rang out in the wilderness. The five people looked ugly, not as happy as before, and worried about the safety of the other rangers. The raid they launched was successful, but the others
Will the group's rangers die as a result of their actions? It's a serious topic that no one dares to discuss.
"Cuckoo cuckoo!" The cuckoo's call suddenly came to mind in the forest. Fang Zhiyong understood it and made a gesture. The two greyhounds rushed towards the place where the sound was made. The enemies were echoing each other. And they wanted to make the cuckoo sing.
The enemy was eliminated, and the five men crouched with guns in hand and sneaked into the depths of the dense forest...
Li Ziying did not march to the next beacon tower to set up camp. The news brought back by the cavalry from all sides showed that there were many outposts of the returning army nearby, and it was very likely that the returning army would attack Li Ziying. The returning cavalry was very cunning.
, the enemy knew that Li Ziying's artillery was sharp, so they did not attack the convoy during the day. Instead, they squeezed Li Ziying's room for maneuver and attacked the rangers scattered around.
Scabbard Yun, with his shoulders covered with embroidery, managed to escape. He rolled to the ground with tears in his eyes and cried: "Master, the rebels have blocked the road ahead. There are still 20 miles away from here. I'm sorry for you, I only brought you with me."
Four people returned, and the other four died."
This was the time to test the commander's ability and determination. Li Guolou would never cry. No matter how heavy the casualties were, he could bear it. He nodded slightly and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Captain Knife. Go down and bandage it. Supervisor
Write down the name, I will not forget any brother from Li Ziying."
Most of the 180 people in each team of rangers returned safely. Only five people from the Huyinshan team and ten people fell behind, and they should all have died. After receiving news from everywhere, they learned that there was a hilly area five kilometers away to the east.
When there was a water source, Li Guolou said without hesitation: "Li Ziying immediately turned around and headed east. The artillery was set up and ready to seize the unknown high ground on the east side. The cavalry launched an attack to seize the unknown high ground."
Time is life. Battle quickly mounted his horse, waved his spear, and said: "The cavalry at the first post, leave me."
The army did not return to the hilly area five thousand meters away. Battelle led 150 cavalrymen as fast as lightning and planted the red flag with Li characters on the highest point of the hillside.
"Okay!" All the generals cheered thunderously, as if they had won a victory.
Li Ziying's convoy changed the direction of travel in an orderly manner. There was a roar of drivers and horses neighing, and the distance of five kilometers was approaching in an instant. The clear and loud bugle sound was inspiring, and Li Ziying was advancing.
Hundreds of red flags with the character "Li" were floating in the sky above Ziying.
An unknown highland was covered with banners. Heavy cannons were pushed up the hills by oxen and people. The artillerymen fixed the barrels of the Krupp cannons on the gun mounts. The baggage soldiers used huge hammers to lift the wooden stakes. Driving into the loess. This huge Krupp cannon needs to be fixed. The bracket must be fixed in one place, otherwise the huge recoil when firing the shell will overturn the gun body. Unlike the small howitzer, mortar, and bronze cannon, it only needs to be fixed. A bracket will do.
The hillside is about a hundred meters high, with sparse trees. A small meandering river passes by on the south side. Only the returning troops on the south side will not launch an attack. However, Li Guolou still placed four mortars facing south to prevent the returning troops from being desperate. , changed the cavalry into infantry, crossed the river on the south side and launched an attack on Li Ziying.
The mortar can be used to fire shotguns. The attack range is more than 30 steps. The attack from one side is very lethal. The only disadvantage is that the distance is too close. It does not exceed 40 meters on flat ground. There are some slopes that can be slightly farther and can reach 50 meters. The last barrier of the position.
The peasants were bare-chested and wielding shovels, shovels, and shovels to build fortifications on the loess slopes. The knowledgeable school officers were giving instructions. Many officers were also bare-chested, waving shovels, and personally demonstrating how to dig tunnels.
It is unrealistic to dig deep trenches now. Instead, civilians dig pits. These pits allow soldiers to hide in them and shoot, but also cause damage to cavalry. War horses cannot step into such pits, nor can smaller pits. , if a war horse steps into a pit, its muscles and bones will be broken. Because it is a hilly land of loess, it is not difficult to dig pits, and soon the hills will be dug into pits. And a thirty-meter straight road is left on each side of the slope. Let Li Ziying's cavalry attack.
Li Guolou was doing ideological work to manage Xun Xi. Since the main force of the returning army was coming from the west, Li Guolou asked Xun Xi to give the returning army a big gift of 10,000 meters when they entered the range of Krupp's cannon. The distance is so long that the two Krupp cannons with the longest range fire two shots, and they must hit the target.
Xun Xi looked at the plain to the west, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Master Li, you are trying to force someone into a difficult situation. It's already past three o'clock in the afternoon. How can I see a place 10,000 meters away? I can only do my best. , you can try it at a distance of four to five thousand meters. If I have a chance, I will do a flat push bombing. When it gets dark, my cannon will become blind and can only be used as an obstacle."
Li Guolou wanted Huijun to suffer a little first, and nodded slightly: "Little Shitou, since you are lucky and have come back unscathed, I will give you a task to lead a team of soldiers to attract Huijun to me. Come here, you can shoot from a distance of 1,200 meters. The range of the Russian guns does not exceed 800 meters. Don’t enter the shooting range of the returning troops. 1,000 meters is the limit."
This team of personal guards are all people who have retired from the army. Among them are Wei Qun with a small knife, Wei Yun with a spear, Arilang with a sharp sword, and Yang Cong with an arrow. Their shooting skills are first-rate, and they are now doing Goshiha for high-ranking officials in the capital. , followed Li Guolou to the Northwest as a mercenary.
Li Guolou sent out these veterans who had fought many battles to boost morale and cheer up the people in the camp. Just now, the ugly appearance of the rangers escaping back like frightened birds made Li Ziying's morale low. As night approached, he lifted up the morale He wanted to drum up, so this time he exposed his family's assets to let the returning army know what the power of artillery is.