"Get down, everybody, get down...... Evade artillery fire and hide in a dead corner on the south side of the trench...... What are you bastards messing around, quickly crouch down ......"

"Bow your head...... Everyone bowed their heads...... Open your mouth...... Plugging the ears...... Are you deaf? Are you really deaf......"

"Damn, is this what adults call artillery battles? Dog, I'm not afraid of you ......"

The bloody battle on the Stone Bridge Heights finally began, and when the main force of the 4th Brigade of the Thorn Flower Division appeared in front of the brothers of the task force, the Austrians did not hesitate to fire a dense artillery salvo first.

The Thorn Flower Division really deserves to be the most elite aristocratic division, and all of the 76 artillery pieces fired out at one time were flowering shells, you must know that no matter how powerful the army in this era is, it is also a mixture of solid shells and flowering shells, and the complete popularization of flowering shells can only be done four years later during the Franco-Prussian War.

This was the first time that Xiao Letian's officer corps and Hamburg recruits faced a real artillery salvo, and this kind of scene of the world falling apart was almost like the end of the world, which scared everyone stupid, no matter how mentally prepared they had before, when they encountered a real artillery battle, they would have an illusion of invincibility from the bottom of their hearts.

"The sky is falling apart...... The gates of hell have been opened...... I don't want to die, I want to live......" Suddenly, a Hamburg recruit who was in a state of collapse stood up and was about to flee outside the trenches, but the Chinese squad leader Tian next to him grabbed his belt with a single blow.

"You bastard...... Squat, hurry up and squat down for me......" Just as the two were entangled, a cannonball exploded at a distance of less than twenty meters from them.

Torrential rain of mud flew and whizzing shrapnel shot through the air, knocking them both to the ground in an explosion of air.

"Squad leader... How are you...... You've got blood all over your back...... Oops, you've got a chunk of meat off your ass......"

"What... What do you say? I can't hear you......" Tian Cannon's ears were full of popping sounds, and it was a piece of cake on his ass compared to the injury to his ear.

"You guys be louder, didn't you eat in the morning......? Hold this bastard down, and if it doesn't work, tie me up, have all the previous training been in vain?"

As he was talking, suddenly there was a piercing scream in the air, and Steven, the most angry and admired mischievous soldier in Tian's artillery battle, rushed up with a tiger pounce.

"Squad leader be careful...... The second wave of enemy bombardment is coming again......"

A group of people lay on their stomachs at the bottom of the trench, trying to keep their bodies as close to the trench on the south side, which is the dead end of the shell explosion, where fragments and shock waves cannot be hit.

At this time, Xiao Letian was hiding in the third trench, and there was a temporary explosion-proof bunker here, which was actually an enlarged trench, with a layer of tree trunks and a layer of soil on top, and then a tree trunk and then soil, and it was a full five layers of thickening to make Xiao Letian a command center.

Originally, according to Xiao Letian's request, he was going to go to the first trench to stand with his brothers in person, but he didn't expect that the Wing King, Long Ye and even all the officers and soldiers agreed, and even Long Ye moved, he grabbed Xiao Letian's wrist vein, and a sour numbness surged all over his body, and Xiao Letian couldn't leave if he wanted to.

As a last resort, he could only watch his brothers being bombed from the rear, "Damn, damn it... Is this a real artillery battle? Only 76 field guns can create such a large formation, and the scene of 10,000 cannons firing in the movies in the past is not as spectacular as it is now......

"Damn, no matter how good a Hollywood director is, he can't imagine filming such a real war scene, it's enjoyable, it's really enjoyable...... Brother Shi, Master Long, look at it, this is what I call an artillery battle, you have to remember, this is the mainstream of the future war, if we don't catch up, I'm afraid the next artillery battle will be in Beijing, under the Forbidden City......"

Xiao Lotian shouted in the sound of cannons, Wing King and Long Ye have long been used to him going crazy from time to time, what Hollywood, what director, don't ask, Xiao Letian will definitely not give you an answer.

But putting aside the crazy words in Xiao Letian's words, the rest of the dry goods are still very intriguing. Especially the Wing King, he has not seen the scene of ten thousand cannons firing at once, he has also seen the scene of the artillery battle between the Heavenly Kingdom and the Hunan army, and hundreds of cannons firing in a salvo.

But what we see today is absolutely different from the past, the current artillery technology in Europe has already been advancing day by day, the old front-loading guns are lining up to be re-practiced, and the latest rear-loading rifled guns have begun to be popularized in large numbers.

When no one in the Qing Empire knew what rifling was, not only had rifling been popularized in Europe, but even muskets had long been rifled. Not to mention the popularization of flowering shells and new explosives, and the combination of this qiē presents such a terrifying scene of destruction and destruction.

"God, if the war is fought like this in the future, is there still a way for us martial arts students to live? I can't withstand a single bullet in my whole life of martial arts, let alone this kind of artillery bombardment......" Just when Long Ye sighed, there was a sudden boom, and a shell fell right on the command headquarters, and the violent explosion almost shattered the top cover.

"Adults be careful......" Long Yehu pounced forward and pressed Xiao Letian down under him, Xiao Letian was almost not crushed, his chest was close to the heart of the earth, and he could feel the vibration brought by the explosion, and the bunker layer above his head fell down in a row, making the entire command in a mess.

"Let it go...... Let me go...... I'm going to die...... This kind of flowering shell mainly relies on fragmentation to kill...... He can't blow up our bunker......"

"Bah, ......" Xiao Lotian stood up and desperately spit out the dirt in his mouth, and at this time he suddenly found that there was a quiet place between heaven and earth, and the silence made people's hearts tremble.

When Xiao Letian picked up the telescope and looked south, he saw that about a regiment of the Austrian army had pulled out a long line of skirmishers and began to move forward in small steps.

"Ready for battle...... The enemy's stragglers rushed up, and everyone was ready to fight...... "There is no need for Xiao Letian to give an order, the first trench has now sounded one after another orders.

Just south of the heights, Earl Tarbis and Baron Penca stood side by side on a dirt slope, their binoculars in their hands like two statues, staring motionlessly at the battlefield in the distance.

"Very good, that's it, the stragglers must be strictly disciplined and have a good rhythm...... That's right, that's right, let's start speeding up now, the kids should warm up...... Don't be careless, be sure to control the tempo, and wait until they are fifty meters away from the trench, and let the second wave of stormtroopers start moving......"

The old earl seemed to admire the simplicity of his soldiers, and the charge was as rigorous as the textbook said. But Baron Penca, who was beside him, was not so cautious, he lowered his binoculars and shrugged his shoulders.

"Dear sir, are you a little worried? How many of the enemy will survive such a massive artillery bombardment? Even if they have trenches to dodge, can they still dodge the shock wave of fragments and explosions? You must know that all the bombs allocated to us by the Imperial War Department this time are flowering shells......

While Baron Penca was chattering, he suddenly noticed that the old earl's hand holding the telescope was trembling slightly, and the expression on his face was a little strange.

Pengka subconsciously raised his binoculars to look at the battlefield, and when he saw it, he exclaimed, "What? How can this be? Why are there so many enemies ......?"

Yes, in his sight, the edge of the trench that should have been completely destroyed actually showed one dense head after another.

Although those faces were a little confused and frightened, they did not flinch at all, and in a short time countless rifles were erected on the edge of the trench, and the muzzles of the black holes were aimed at the advancing crowd of chargers.

Not only that, but what is even more annoying is that these Prussian soldiers actually have the leisure to repair the trenches, only to see that in the gaps that were blown out, there are countless sapper shovels flying up and down, and the pitch-black and soft soil is piled up and slapped at the gaps, and the entire trench is repairing itself at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"How can this be? It was ten rounds of shelling just now, and more than 700 shells were almost catching up with their troops, how could there be so many people still alive? Aren't there two battalions stationed there......?

But this was no longer the time for indecision, and the stragglers of the Austrian army, which were more than a thousand men, had now transitioned from small steps and brisk steps to trotting charges, and all the soldiers had clenched their rifles, and their faces were full of stern expressions.

When the crowd of charging people advanced to a distance of sixty meters from the trench, almost all the commanders drew their swords and collectively shouted "shoot...... Charge...... Long live the King..."

Bang bang bang...... There was a burst of thunder on the skirmish line of the Austrian charge, and the thick white smoke of gunpowder instantly covered the entire skirmish line. But they had only one chance to shoot, and the front-loading muskets simply could not be reloaded on the move.

"Charge...... Long live the king..."More than a thousand Austrians shouted and charged forward, all of them holding their shiny bayonets, they were mentally prepared for hand-to-hand combat.

Just as they strode through the smoke belt, they heard a strange German accent "fire" from the opposite side...... Free Fire ......"

The sound of bolts pulling, followed by a dense burst of gunfire, officially began the killing feast of the Prussians.

Bang bang...... The rhythm of the single shots could still be heard at first during the burst of Mauser gunfire, but in the end they were connected like the sound of a raging tide.

The bullets were pouring down like a torrential rain, and the Hamburg recruits and the Oriental officers had long since forgotten their fears, or rather, their minds had gone blank.

Shooting has become a knee-jerk action, firing, then pulling the bolt to unload the case, reloading new ammunition, and firing again, a full cycle of fire that doesn't even take three seconds.

The Austrians suffered at this time, the thin stragglers were torn apart in an instant, countless soldiers were beaten into sieves by bullets, and the distance of sixty meters turned into a slaughterhouse of death.

"Fire, fire, fire...... Don't be stingy with ammunition, this time we're bringing double base bullets, so let's have a good time......"

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