Alain will never forget this scene in his life, and when the outline of the stone bridge heights was shown in the telescope, he was surprised to find that this group of Prussian soldiers was ...... Dig...

Yes, Alain didn't have flowers in his eyes, the officers around him didn't have flowers, and the lenses of the high-powered military binoculars didn't have flowers.

Countless busy figures are working like high-speed spinning windmills with sapper shovels in their hands, each spade can bring out a large pile of pitch-black dirt, looking at the dirt that is thrown in the air, and then looking at those busy figures with their buttocks up, Alan seems to feel that it is not a person, it is a group of prairie dogs working frantically.

"Oh God... Are the Prussians crazy? How can they have the leisure to dig holes when they occupy the high ground first and do not hurry up to arrange their firing formations? Do they want to hide in rat holes to avoid our bullets?"

The more Alain thought about it, the more ridiculous he felt, and he carefully filtered all the drills of the military academy church in his mind, and found that this kind of civil warfare really had no precedent in field warfare except for the appearance of town defense warfare.

The era in which the Austro-Prussian War took place was precisely the era when individual weapons were overloaded from the front to the rear, and at that time, more than ninety percent of military experts still stubbornly adhered to traditional combat methods, and all military schools still taught the combat drills of the front-loading gun era.

In the era of pre-loading guns, fixed ammunition has not yet appeared, gunpowder and projectile are not one, a soldier wants to carry out a musket fire, must first load gunpowder, and then compact, then add projectiles and then use the strip to compact, two through the operation before shooting.

That's not all, when the shot is finished, the chamber must be cleaned with another passbar, and if it is not cleaned and fired continuously, the chance of the musket exploding will increase exponentially.

That is to say, a strictly disciplined soldier must use the whole bar three times in the process of firing a musket, and it is under this backward loading method that the soldier can only choose to stand in a fighting position and choose to line up to shoot.

You want to shoot while lying down? How can you hold gunpowder and projectiles while you're lying down? How can you play with that long strip when you're lying on the ground? That's not realistic at all.

In countless film and television works in his previous life, Xiao Letian has seen war scenes lined up to be shot more than once, especially the period when Napoleon I dominated Europe, where groups of red-clothed soldiers lined up in a long military formation, marching towards the enemy under the command of the snare drum and drum.

When the military formations of the enemy and us were separated by one or two hundred meters, I saw the commander of the saber and the sagare

The sound of gunfire was as dense as thunder, bullets poured down like torrential rain, and white smoke rolled like clouds.

In this brutal queue to shoot war, there is almost no need to consider individual martial arts and military elements, everyone is gambling on their lives, and the commander is betting on the overall psychological quality of his own soldiers, to see who collapses first.

Human beings are human beings after all, although they have a beastly nature, but under the tempering of thousands of years of social order, there are few people who can watch the heads of their comrades-in-arms around them be shattered and indifferent, and there will be no one who is not timid in the face of solid shells tumbling at high speed.

Maybe in the next second, you will be covered with the ** of your comrades-in-arms, and maybe the next minute your own chest will be hit by bullets, and go to see God early.

There will always be a limit to the persistence of both sides of the enemy, and when one side really can't bear the huge casualties and the formation is loosened, and even deserters appear, a classic battle of lining up to shoot is nearing the end.

This kind of war situation has lasted for more than 200 years, and this long time has made everyone feel that this mode of war is justified, and the inherent thinking of human beings is not so easy to change.

"Ridiculous, ridiculous, it's a bunch of cowards from the East, they don't even have the courage to fight in a dignified way, digging trenches?

"Abandon the formation on which the infantry depends, and use this loose and disorderly firing position to stop our Austrian Army? Don't forget that I have more soldiers than you, and I can kill you one by one by rushing up and fighting with bayonets......

Viscount Alain contemptuously lowered his glasses, raised his white sheepskin gloves and pointed at the dirty high ground in front of him and shouted, "Brave soldiers, the enemy is too cowardly to shoot at us, they only know how to hide in the pit and put cold guns, these enemies who are weaker than women are not worth our time......"

"Give my order, charge the whole army, and slam our boots in their faces, long live the king... Long live Austria..."

"Hooray..."The soldiers under his command were jubilant, people are like this, it is always a joy to beat the water dogs, the troops of the two battalions on the high ground have not been lined up so far, and the number of people is much smaller than on this side, what is it if it is not the water dogs.

Alain's first regiment, which was full of more than 1,200 men, charged the whole land with a crowd of people, and the bright bayonets pointed diagonally at the sky and rolled forward like a forest.

In the crowd of chargers, all the officers were shouting and cheering, and all the soldiers were shouting long live, and it was this hoarse roar that made everyone quickly fall into an exuberant combat situation.

"Rush and charge, everyone sped up...... The enemy has only two battalions, only half of our strength, and they are not our opponents at all......"

"Kill, kill, don't let go of an enemy, cowardly cowards, don't dare to stand up to our soldiers, just one charge, we can send them to hell......"

"Long live the King... For Austria...... Charge..."

At this time, it was as if a slight earthquake had occurred in the entire highland, and even Xiao Letian, who was at the highest point, felt the shaking of the earth, and the scenery trembled in the field of vision of the telescope.

"Well, the Europeans are really tall and big, and only more than 1,000 people can make such a big noise, I think when the 3,000 Japanese foot light team launched an attack, there was no earthquake? Sure enough, this person who grew up eating beef is different from the one who grew up eating pickles......"

The corners of Xiao Letian's mouth showed a slight smile, in his eyes, this crowd was like a hungry locust swarm, in front of them was a thick green, and behind this crowd was a messy pitch black, where the military boots passed, there was no grass.

"Brothers... These Austrians are trying to decide whether they will win or lose... I really treat us as face-to-face people......" Speaking of this, the evil smile on Xiao Letian's face suddenly swept away, and it was all cold.

"The enemy will do it when they get close to 150 meters of the position, and teach them a good lesson today, so that they know that the war is not what they imagined......"

"Yes..."Xiao Hexin and Sima Yun raised their hands and saluted, and then led their company platoon leaders to trot all the way to the front line.

The binoculars in Viscount Alain's hand had never been lowered, and he had never doubted his orders and the combat effectiveness of his soldiers when he first launched the charge, but as the crowd of people approached the high ground more and more, there was a strange uneasiness in his heart.

"What's going on? We've all already started the charge, why hasn't the civil work on the high ground stopped? Are they blind or deaf?"

It is no wonder that Viscount Alain was surprised that in the face of such a large-scale charge, the soldiers on the high ground still did not put down their sapper shovels, and the long trenches were still growing slowly but firmly.

"Damn, is there a conspiracy among these Chinese? No, the inferior people will play tricks, don't you just say that when the French expeditionary force returns, the Chinese army will even fight with feces and women's menstrual blood when they fight, and even encourage monks and Taoist priests to curse the enemy......"

"Hahaha, I'm absolutely right, these Chinese must be hiding in the trench and cursing us, they must be hoping that the gods and Buddhas they believe in will help them defeat the enemy...... Hahaha..."

Just as he was laughing wildly, the crowd of people charging had already pressed from south to north to more than 150 meters on the edge of the defensive line, and at this distance both sides could be seen very clearly.

Before Viscount Alain could finish laughing, in the cemetery-like pits on the edge of the heights, fiery red gunfire began to bloom, and the more than 200 marksmen on the outermost alert finally got the order to fire, and the two hundred Spencers instantly pulled out a long fire rope on the position, and the rain of bullets splashed down on their heads and faces.

Spencer, the famous gun of the American Civil War, can be loaded with seven bullets at a time, and it is already the highest rate of fire in this era.

"Ah...... What is it... How could there be such a dense fire......" Before the officer could finish yelling, a bullet went into his throat and cut his trachea.

"Damn, this can't be, how could there be such a dense rain of bullets without thousands of people shooting in unison...... But what about the enemy who is shooting? Where is our enemy?" Countless soldiers looked in horror at the grave-like individual pits in front of them, unable to understand how the rain of bullets came from.

However, whether they wanted to understand it or not, at this time the charge was already close to a distance of 100 meters, and even if the casualties were large, they had to rush over.

"Accelerate, accelerate...... Rushing through the danger zone......" In the roar, no one noticed that on the grass in front of them, dozens of tongues of fire were rushing towards them, and when those tongues of fire got under their feet, they exploded into the sky.

Boom Boom Boom ...... The latest model of the Nobel Explosives Company burst into flames in the midst of the charging crowd, with flames and smoke rising everywhere, and large chunks of earth mixed with stumps and severed arms crackling down like rain.

"Spencer finished shooting, ready to change guns......" At the moment of the explosion, the sound of a bolt pulling came from all the foxholes, which was Prussia's latest secret weapon and the voice of the German Mauser, the most famous in the history of human firearms.

"Brothers...... Tried the gun...... Send them back to their hometowns with full firepower......" In a long roar from the position, two hundred Mauser fires at the same time, and the gunfire is continuous, and the bullets rain into the smoke and dust of the explosion.

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