The British soldiers trapped in the Rift Valley suddenly and retreat suddenly, and about 500 soldiers who did not enter the valley outside the Rift Valley, but the giant pit made them discouraged. Of course, they can also from the pit from the pit.
When they were around, they would slide down if they accidentally, and the Rattled Valley entrance took the soldiers who guarded the self -rescue army.
They settled high and started shooting, in order to keep the British retreat and road.
After the cannon bombarded the two giant pits, he blasted mercilessly to the chaotic British soldiers.
This time, the artillery shells brought endless death, because the cannon needs a mara and it is not easy to carry. Therefore, after using the cannon here, Liu Zhenming will destroy it here.
After shooting.
Woo, ...
With the screams, bombs with harsh howls from the peaks, flying around the Rift Valley.
The scream of sharp death allowed all the British soldiers below to have a bloodless color, and the hands and feet were cold.
"Go down, lie down!" The British military officers still tried to control the situation.
However, the power generated after the landing of these artillery shells finally let everyone understand that this is not the small cannon used by the Chinese before, but the eight -class classics and powerful artillery.
Boom, Boom, ...
After a while of explosion, the entire Rift Valley shook violently. The peaks were shocked as if it collapsed. The snow on the mountain peaks went straight down, forming a small avalanche.
The screams of countless foreigners were screaming, and they were bombarded by artillery shells. They were blew up and fused, and they became flesh and flesh, falling around, and on the ground, a huge meteorite pit was formed.
The addition of the eighteen mortars has performed this slaughter to the fullest. Although it is small, the speed is fast.
The sound of the cannonball whistling. Just like thousands of bees calling by the ears of the foreigners, the dark pressure was pressed down.
The sound of explosion is endless, and foreigners scream in the fire. Unable to struggle.
Steve was tears in tears. When the cannon began to fall into the crowd, he led the remaining hundreds of people. It was like a bereavement dog and retreated again and again. When he saw the tragic situation of his own soldiers, all his remorse was there there there there theres.
A moment of pouring into my heart.
"Why, why did I get it twice in the same strategy?" Steve fell to the ground weakly and wanted to save people, but found that you couldn't do it.
The cannon shells are about to fall on their heads.
Liu Zhenming on the mountain peak saw that some British troops did not enter the encirclement circle. In a blink of an eye, there was no trace of running.
The sound of artillery began to gradually fall. Liu Zhenming knew that it should be Grusson's shells left. The British soldiers below should not say that it was miserable.
There are some surviving.
Liu Zhenming took a breath and stood up. Slowly pulled out the command knife in his hand.
Now, he regrets that he has not chosen the military division's skills to surrender the enemy's morale. Liu Zhenming believes that if he is now showing the enemy's morale, the British soldiers below estimate that they will surrender.
However, even if there is no military teacher, I can let you worship at my feet.
"General, kill foreigners! Just then, broke the British army, and then at this time! Also invite the generals with me to destroy the enemy, the Chinese self -rescue army, dare to stop, death!" Liu Zhenming yelled
With a sound, the soldiers heard his battle number, and they all jumped, and then shouted madly.
"The Chinese self -rescue army is here, dare to stop, death!" The madness gathered into a river, galloping down under the Rift Valley.
All the soldiers who heard the shouts joined the team of charge. Liu Zhenming looked at him, all the sergeants, the sound passed, and everyone shouted to kill and launch the overall attack to the foreigners. ....
For a while, the entire Rift Valley was in all directions, and they were shouted and killed by the soldiers of the self -rescue army. They were scared that those who had dismissed foreigners were all crushed, and their souls were scattered.
"Brothers, kill the enemy with Liu Zhenming!" Liu Zhenming was like a god of heaven. As long as he appeared there, there was endless motivation for the soldiers and soldiers there, and then madly, rushed down below regardless of everything.
Even the snow roads under their feet cannot stop them from being enthusiastic. They have already seen the blood that has been watched on it. In addition, Liu Zhenming is so brave, what soldiers will be there, who will be afraid?
The soldiers of the Chinese self -rescue army swept the foreigners in the Rift Valley like a hurricane, and they used guns to use grenades from far.
Deadly lying on the ground, or running away.
Flying blood flowers, flying limbs broken arms, screaming, and constantly sounding surrender, constitute the main theme of this piping valley battlefield.
Slaughter, this is a massacre, the self -rescue soldiers who have risen warriors slaughtered those British army who had lost their fighting spirit.
After a while of blood and rain, the helpless foreigners finally let go of their proud heads. They all threw away their weapons and raised their hands high. They surrendered to them who thought the humble Chinese.
This made Liu Zhenming feel too uncomfortable. He hadn't finished the sullen breath in his heart. The violent factors in his body were still active. There was a feeling of killing chickens in his heart.
When he was needed, the enemy forces surrendered. Liu Zhenming's eyes were congested and stared at the surrender foreigners, and immediately frightened those foreigners to bow their heads.
They felt a strong murderous spirit from Liu Zhenming's eyes, for fear that the Chinese commander initiated anger to kill themselves.
Although Liu Zhenming wanted to kill, he had not lost his mind. Looking at this group of captives without blood, Liu Zhenming sneered: "Let them take off their clothes and let them go."
About 500 British troops lost their fighting aspirations to the Chinese self -rescue army to surrender. Of course, it also included wounded, not a lot.
When he heard that Liu Zhenming asked them to take off his clothes, those captives changed color. In such cold weather, can you survive when you take off your clothes?
The captives had a commotion, and some cursed Liu Zhenming whispered, and there was a soft voice for mercy.
"Death, still undress!" Liu Zhenming raised his gun and gave them the simplest choice.
The cursing sound stopped, and the sound of begging was gone. Seeing Liu Zhenming's murderous look, these people chose to shut up wisely, and then one or two of them took off in the cold wind very thoroughly.
"Now, if you want to live, do your best, run back, find your chief, and then ask him to wear clothes." Liu Zhenming smiled slightly, but what he said made the captives have a hint of hope.
This time, he gave these foreigners a very 'wonderful' memory. I believe that this memory will accompany them for a lifetime, and it will spread in the British army. When the war is in the future, the British soldiers will be full of fear.
Where is the most easily frozen part of the human body? I believe that if they are one step slower, countless eunuchs will be generated.
With Liu Zhenming ordered, these naked foreigners captured began to run crazy on the snow. This is also a slowdown of Liu Zhenming's use.
"Clean the battlefield quickly, blow up the cannon, let's go to the next line of defense!" Liu Zhenming turned around and said to the surrounding generals.
Jin Xiaowu said a little unwillingly: "The head of the group, otherwise, these cannons are handed over to the foreigners, and we will definitely grab it."
Liu Zhenming groaned slightly, and agreed. The British guy did not bring Grurson, no artillery, the cannon fell into them, and it didn't matter for the time being.
Steve led his five hundred remnants of the soldiers, but the offensive of the Chinese self -rescue army was too violent, and Steve also found that he was played by this group of Chinese people.
There are two thousand people.
Suddenly looking back, Steve felt that he had no grievances. The other party took himself into a step step by step. In the end, the victory and defeat were finalized.
Losing under the cunning planning of the Oriental.
"Colonel, the sound of gunfire has stopped, and the soldiers in the Rift Valley are afraid ..."
"No, they will surrender, it must be!" Steve murmured, if a soldier surrendered or survived, his inside guilt would be less.
"I hope that under that artillery, soldiers can survive."
The British army around me looked back at the heart, but saw a surprise scene.
I saw countless people who ran back as crazy. When the running people saw Steve and others, they were like seeing their dads.