As fierce aerial battles began, the German ground forces were soon locked in bitter fighting.

After the fierce barrage, the barbed wire, deer fences, and mines used for ground defense were rained down by dense bullets, and there was no trace of them. Therefore, the British and French troops in the middle of the attack could approach the German positions without any obstacles.

"Pay attention to 600 meters, put!"

With the shouts of the artillery commanders in the various artillery forts, the reinforced concrete pillboxes that were "faked" in the barrage shooting erupted a ball of muzzle flame when the shells were fired.

The sound of the shells flying through the air is no longer the usual "shh......h Rumble! "The sound of an explosion on the ground. When swarms of shells flew across the sky, there was a "whirring" sound in the air like a hurricane.

The French army had a considerable number of veterans compared to the British army. Most of the soldiers recruited in Britain, who had just introduced the compulsory military system, were young and reckless, and in the face of such intensive shelling, they did not realize the danger and immediately hid in all the places where they could. Instead, they carried bayonets and shouted to charge.

Amid the explosion of shells, the British and French infantry, who were following behind the tanks and armor, had no way to avoid it. The sound of the explosion drowned out their screams, and in addition to shrapnel, human limbs and shattered flesh flew in the thick black smoke.

"Get up...... Get up! You cowards, follow the tank......"

The officer brandished a pistol overhead, urging his own soldiers. Crowds of soldiers climbed up and staggered forward behind tanks and armored vehicles.

In front, there were hills where the Germans had built strong pillboxes. There, the machine gun fired with an incandescent glow, like a flash light during photography. When the cannon is fired, it shoots a deadly orange-red light.

The British and French infantry on the run lowered their heads and held the infantry in their hands, desperately trying to keep up with the speed of the tanks and armored vehicles that wanted to get close to shoot. After all, this is almost on the battlefield, the only equipment that can provide them with cover. Soon, they sensed that these armored vehicles did not seem to be as reliable as they thought.

"Fight the tank, hit the tank first......

The commander of the 37-mm anti-aircraft cannon in the pillbox shouted loudly to his aims. In the long and narrow firing port, the muzzle of the gun is slowly moving.

Relatively speaking, the "Great Nomad Tank" is easier to fight than those armored vehicles.

Although armored vehicles have thinner armor, they are fast and not easy to aim. The tanks, on the other hand, were quite slow and not as agile as them, and their flames were more of a threat to the bunkers than to the armoured vehicles at distance. Thus, the "big nomad tank" on the battlefield became a vehicle that was specially cared for, attracting shells like honey attracts flies.

The armor-piercing shells fired from the 37-mm cannon easily tore through the front armor of the "Great Nomad Tank". After all, these cannons used to fight planes originally had the advantage of higher muzzle velocity.

The hit tank suddenly stopped, the huge hull shook for a while, and the steel behemoth immediately stopped. Immediately after, black smoke rose from the open hatch. In the striking crimson flames, groups of tankmen on fire jumped out and rolled desperately on the ground.

In terms of protection, the "Great Nomad Tank" really cannot be compared with the armored vehicles of the MPM military-industrial complex.

Everyone will definitely say: "Nonsense, how is it possible that the armor of a tank is inferior to that of an armored car!" ”

Of course, it is possible, the front armor of the armored car was at an angle of 60 degrees, and such an angle made the hit shells often slip away. The front armor of the armored car is also a little thicker than the armor on the body. In addition, the compartment design also minimizes the possibility of fuel explosion. The inner wall of the passenger compartment has also been treated with anti-caving treatment.

These are some of the most well-known designs for today's armored vehicles, but on the battlefields of World War I, where tanks had just appeared, this design was absolutely advanced.

On the battlefield, one thing worth affirming is the courage of the French soldiers.

Despite the mortar shelling and machine gun fire, despite the loss of tanks and armoured vehicles that covered them. But they were still leading the way to the top of a hill that spewed tongues of fire.

Everywhere were French soldiers charging with their mouths open and shouting, and they rushed up the hills like waves that were about to flood the earth. Moments later, they fell in pieces from the mortar's flying debris and a dense drizzle of bullets.

Under the churning of the shells, the blood and dirt mixed into patches like mud, making people slip step by step. The French soldier climbed to the top of the hill with one foot of mud and one foot of blood.

In front of him was a storm of bullets, and behind him there were also countless bullets, forming a wide "rainbow" formed by ballistics in the air. The difference was that behind him was a supporting artillery fire.

Although air support, due to the entanglement of the "Fokker Dr.1", could not exert their effectiveness, tanks, 75-mm self-propelled guns, self-propelled mortars, 12.7-mm machine guns. Using all their dense firepower, they beckoned the Germans at the top of the hill and did their best to support the infantry attack.

The French soldiers on the hill shouted, gritting their teeth!

On the top of the hill, the German soldiers also shouted, gritting their teeth!

The attack is like fire, and it is like a mountain.

The earth shook with the whistling of artillery fire and bullets, and life struggled to survive in the web of hell made of iron and blood.

The battle on the ground struck the nerves of the pilots of the French Flying Cheek Squadron in the skies, whose planes were loaded with bombs to support their brothers on the ground. But they are now entangled in the abominable and nimble "Dr. Fokker 1", doing that endless aerial fight in the sky.

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The commanders of the German forward positions, which had been suppressed by British and French artillery fire, were equally miserable. At this time, the complaint was no longer scolding in the stomach, but sitting by the phone in frustration, and the complaint was put on his lips.

"Fuck, this is the first time I've seen a war like this! Don't we need to fight back, but what can I do with these few people? ”

What he complained about was that he was still carrying out Falkenhein's order - "Hold on for 15 days anyway!" ”。 But above his position, from the beginning of the morning, the entire regiment has suffered almost 300 casualties. The reinforcements that could come up from behind through the tunnels were no more than a company of more than a hundred infantrymen.

After scolding, he looked up at the lieutenant of the infantry company who had come to reinforce him. There was a little irritation in his expression, as if it was all his fault.

"Well, put your soldiers in a relatively safe place, and God willingly keep them alive for 15 days!"

"Hold on for 15 days no matter what!"

This is a death order under the Falken Sea, and anyone who violates this order will be court-martialed. But the reinforcements he sent to the front were only small units, why was that?