"Report to the commander, our brother has been lurking a hundred meters outside the mouth of Dagu, waiting for the military order of the adult..."

"Good...... Brothers, bring muskets, bows and arrows...... Storm the city..."There was a strange cry from Mellor, and three cannons rang out in the camp, and the black crowd rushed towards the barbed wire and the trenches.

"Rush Rush ...... He who has a spear shoots, and he who has a bow and arrows releases his arrows...... Get moving, don't be foolish enough to wait for the enemy to shoot......" Mailer and his cronies shouted desperately after the crowd, and the soldiers faithfully carried out their orders.

The charge was so loud that the soldiers rushed to the barbed wire and lay on the ground, their rifles snapping forward, looking from a distance like a fiery snake twisting and deforming on the ground.

Behind this fire snake, there were countless Eight Banners athletes with bows and arrows, who bent their bows and arrows and threw them into the sky, and one by one the feathered arrows drew a perfect parabola in mid-air and smashed into the defenders in the trenches, not to mention that this rain of arrows falling from the sky really caused some casualties.

"Torches...... Prepare reflective iron plates...... Battlefield Lighting ...... The dog actually learned to attack at night......" Tietoutuo ran wildly in the trenches, trying to boost the morale of his brothers in a way that he could.

The kerosene lanterns are turned to the brightest, and the semi-circular tinplate sheets are covered behind them, which are simple searchlights. Hundreds of these searchlights swung over the trenches, and the battlefield was suddenly illuminated.

Tietoutuo smiled as soon as he saw the posture of the Qing soldiers, "They will actually crawl forward? Will they actually shoot on their stomachs? Look at their big butts, they are taller than the girls who live with eight children, isn't this looking for a fight......?"

"Brothers, let them open their eyes and see how the musket should be played...... Tietoutuo raised his hand after speaking, and with a snap, a big ass was punched in half.

As the old saying goes, if you are a soldier, you have to practice, and fighting a war is a professional job, and every action must be standard. The Manchu soldiers wanted to say that they would open their bows and release arrows, but they could tell you three days and three nights, from the maintenance of bows and arrows to tips for protecting your fingers when releasing arrows.

But now in the war of the musket era, the old tactics can no longer be played, just look at the highest butt of this group of soldiers, it looks like they have been cavalry, and the big butt arching on the ground has become the target of the new army.

Bang Bang Bang ...... This group of Qing demons hit by this intensive shooting was extremely painful, and many of them were shot in the buttocks, either wearing them or tearing off large pieces of flesh and skin, and the wails were endless.

"Ass...... I'm too lacking in virtue for his ancestors, so how can I shit tomorrow...... What about the arrows in the back? Why don't you hurry up...... Cover us ......"

There were more than a thousand archers hidden in the darkness behind the musketeers, lying on the ground when they dodged the shots, but the bows and arrows in their hands were set, and when the commander behind them gave the order, they would quickly get up and squat, and then the bows and arrows would be released diagonally into the air.

Bang bang bang...... After a rainstorm of bowstrings, more than a thousand feathered arrows flew into the sky, forming a perfect parabola and slamming into the trench area.

Tietoutuo never thought that the almost perfect tactics of trench defense would actually meet a natural nemesis here, no matter how deep and wide the trenches were, they could not defend against weapons falling from the sky, and the new army was completely Western-style equipment, and such things as armor were not considered at all.

The woolen uniform was light and comfortable, but it had no defense at all, and it was completely defenseless against this rain of bows and arrows.

The bow and arrow crackled and fell into the trench, and the thick bloody aura of arrows on the heads, shoulders, and backs of countless people suddenly filled the entire trench.

"Damn it, get into permanent bunker right now...... What are you clinging to?, why don't you find a wooden board to block your head......" Tietoutuo shouted as he grabbed a feather arrow and caught it in his hand.

"Damn, the big rivers and waves have come over, and now it's really a hell of a toss for this little mosquito...... Brothers, don't be afraid, this is a rain of arrows thrown over, much less powerful than a direct shot, and it will be fine for one person to divide a wooden box to protect the vital points......"

The rain of arrows killed only a few unlucky ones, and most of the New Army soldiers were slightly wounded, not fatal but painful, which could not have affected their shooting.

The frequency of firing of the new army has changed, which will naturally make Mailer notice that Mailer is not a fool and only discussed a few words with his cronies.

"Well, I can be regarded as finding their flaws...... These soldiers have no armor on their bodies, so they can't protect against our bows and arrows...... I used to be stupid, just thinking about flat shooting, and I didn't think about people hiding in the trenches, flat shooting tubes are useless..."

Mailer slapped himself on the head, "What a pig brain...... Since this bow and arrow can't be shot flat, can't it fall from the sky? I lost all the good things of my ancestors......

Thinking of this, Mailer shouted, "All the archers in the rear camp are concentrated, and they will fight me according to this method of battle...... Raise your hand and shoot on your back, don't care if it's accurate or not, just cover me with a large area of arrows...... What a genius..."

Facts have proved that cold weapons are not useless, as long as the leader is willing to use his brains, there is a way to defeat the enemy, and it is really a good way to deal with trench bows and arrows, which is actually the combat principle of howitzers and mortars.

The angle of fire is high, the trajectory is curved, and the cannon fired from this side of the mountain can fly over the high mountain and hit the back of the mountain, not to mention the trenches dug in the flat ground.

There was no shortage of soldiers of the Eight Banners who could open bows and arrows, and soon the phalanx of archers increased from 1,000 to 3,000.

The new army finally couldn't bear the intensity of such a blow, and everyone began to gather to the permanent fortifications in the trenches to avoid the rain of arrows, and at this time, the Qing musketeers in the front row finally found an opportunity, and secretly climbed over one by one, and took out tiger head visceres to save and destroy the barbed wire.

In just over 10 minutes, more than 10 gaps of four or five meters wide were cut through the barbed wire, and the trench defense line of the SAR finally reached the most critical moment.

Now General Liu Lang in the SAR is also anxious, the battle situation on the sea and the battle situation in the trenches have gathered in front of him, and countless eager eyes are waiting for his decision, but Liu Lang is a veteran of the Heavenly Kingdom after all, and he has never experienced this kind of modern war at all, and he has been completely blinded.

What should I do? The graybeard general almost pulled his beard off. And just when he was completely helpless, Xiao Letian's old friend, the earliest planner of the special industrial zone, Mike Carnegie, came in.

"General, I already know the problems we have encountered on the battlefield, please rest assured that there will be no problems in the trenches, I have a way to ......"

"What can you do?

"Hehe, General, have you forgotten? Hasn't Mr. Xiao Letian always admired the power of industry? Okay, I'll let you see with your own eyes what the power of industry is today...... Please follow me..."

Mike led the way in front, followed by General Liu Lang and his own soldiers, and they walked all the way to a factory in the westernmost part of the SAR, which was one of the few places where you could hide from artillery fire, and where the first arsenal of the SAR was set up.

The red-brick factory was a vast building, filled with wooden boxes of industrial equipment that had not yet had time to unpack, and in the factory there were forty or fifty American engineers and mechanics, half of whom were black.

Liu Lang had been here before the war, and there was no machinery in the chaos at that time, but in just a few days, the steam engine that provided the power had been installed, and now the furnace was burning, and the two black workers were rhythmically adding coal to it, and the big shovels were like dancing.

Connected to the steam engine is a strange machine, more than three people tall, with a huge hammer on it, which is very strange.

"General, this is called a punch, which is to rely on the power of the steam engine to process ironware, and the magic weapon to defend against the Manchu Qing Dynasty arrow rain is produced from here...... Well, gentlemen, let our Eastern generals see what the power of industry is......"

As soon as they were done, the black mechanics began to operate the press, and a thin roll of soft tinplate was rolled up to the side of the press, and soon the heavy ram was lifted, and when the iron sheet was in place, the huge ram smashed against the iron sheet with a loud bang.

Liu Lang couldn't believe his eyes at all, he didn't expect this iron guy to be so powerful, just cut off a piece of the iron sheet at this moment, and after he lifted it again, a strange-shaped object appeared under the hammer.

Mike held the round object and asked, "Look, General, what is this?"

"What else could this be, isn't this just a tin straw hat? worn when working in the fields...... Wait, what do you mean......" Liu Lang pointed to this iron straw hat, and the ten fingers changed into various shapes like a sheep having a seizure.

"What do you mean...... Let our brothers wear this thing to defend against heavenly bows and arrows?"

"Hahaha, that's right, my general, give me twenty minutes, and I'll produce at least two hundred iron straw hats for you...... How much do you want......"

What made Liu Lang even more incredible was that the group of black mechanics actually stacked ten pieces of iron together and put them under the ram, only to hear a loud bang, this ram was so powerful that they actually rushed out of ten iron straw hats at once.

"It's incredible, this can't be a lot of power? This is the power of industry that the prime minister has always said? This is too capable, isn't it?"

On the night of the bloody battle of Tanggu, the first industrial steel helmet in human history was born in the hands of Mike Carnegie, the young Mike successfully saved the lives of countless soldiers with his invention, and his exploits will be forever remembered by the human world.

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