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Several machine-gun emplacements on the ramparts quickly ran out of 200 rounds, and they all ceased fire and began to replace the barrels, and the secondary shooter with thick insulating cotton gloves carefully removed the barrels, and then placed them aside, and then replaced them with new ones. The hot barrel was smoking, and it was clearly visible even in the wind, which was beginning to get colder and colder. Although the fire of the machine guns has stopped now, the firing of the rifles has not stopped at all, the pace of the people below cannot be fast, and after the two hundred rounds of machine gun bullets and the replacement of the barrel, they have advanced about fifty meters at most. This fifty meters distance has almost become the death line of the soldiers on the south bank, they are still almost three hundred meters away from the city wall, this distance can not threaten the people on the city wall at all, but the fire on the city wall is getting more and more fierce, as the distance approaches, the fire has begun to become more and more terrifying, but they can only use their own flesh and blood to hard top.

"Rush!" "Rush forward!" "Don't stop!" "The first one to enter the city will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver!" The officers didn't know how big the casualties of the cannon fodder in front were, they just relied on experience, and the soldiers in front of them must be afraid of death if they were stagnant, and they didn't think about how big the casualties in front were, and they just blindly used bounties to encourage the soldiers to move forward. The soldiers around them naturally couldn't see the heavy casualties in front of them, and they rushed forward noisily because of the empty reward of one hundred taels of silver, which was not very high.

The cannon fodder team in front had basically lost in the face of the heavy fire of the machine guns, and now the foot soldiers with spears in the front were already in the front. Now these foot soldiers are the ones who understand the situation in front of them best, as soldiers in Zhao Ximin's army, they have experienced a hundred battles, but when it comes to attacking the city and plundering the wall, they have also experienced many battles, but where have they seen such an efficient killing weapon?

The foot soldiers stepped on the blood-soaked mud under their feet in fear, the wounded and the wounded rolled and wailed on the corpses everywhere with their wounds, and the bitter west wind blew the smoke from the city walls into the battlefield vigorously, and the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke made the eyes of the soldiers of the South Bank Army below unable to open their eyes.

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Zhao Siwen is now mixed in the queue of foot soldiers, and he has been watching the dense more than 3,000 cannon fodder in front of him gradually fall to death on the way forward, and this is still without the interception of mines and ground thorns. Flying cannonballs jumped merrily in the crowd, harvesting the lives of the soldiers, and he was now walking among the corpses with one foot high and one foot low.

He was looking left and right in horror when he suddenly heard someone shouting in front of him, "The cannonball is coming!" Hurry-" The voice stopped abruptly, and I saw a commotion in the crowd in front of me about to dodge. Zhao Siwen's cold sweat came out, and at this moment, a column of blood and stumps and severed arms suddenly appeared in the crowd in front of him, and occasionally there were heads flying in the air. In the chaos, a round black thing bounced up from the ground, swept past the crowd, and flew towards Zhao Siwen's position by harvesting a few heads that had not had time to dodge.

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"This is the last thing I saw?" Zhao Siwen suddenly had such a sentence in his mind, and then he stood still and began to recall his life experience from toddler to officer in the noisy battlefield environment, and this second was as long as a lifetime......

"Zhao Baihu!" Someone next to him pushed his shoulder, making him wake up, and there were still corpses everywhere around him and the foot soldiers who were moving forward with their heads bored, turning their heads back, and there were people from the Overseers in the distance urging the people in front of them to continue to move forward.

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"I'm not dead?" Zhao Siwen was stunned, although the shell was aimed at him just now, it didn't hit him at the last second, it just passed by his ear, smashed the bodies of two or three soldiers behind him and continued to fly backwards. He hurriedly looked left and right, his luck obviously failed to take care of his own soldiers, at least ten of his dozens of soldiers were killed on the spot, in addition to one with a broken thigh and one with a broken left arm, he was rolling on the ground screaming.

Zhao Siwen was stunned for a long time in his head as if he had crashed, and suddenly wiped the blood splashed on his face, "Fuck, if you don't die, there will be a blessing in the future!" Come on! With that, the first one rushed out with his men.

Seeing that there is someone to lead the team, naturally someone will follow, and several remaining soldiers of the cannon fodder team in front of him are holding weapons and don't know whether to move forward or retreat, and when they saw him rushing up, they also roared and rushed up.

"Damn! There are still people down there who learn from Mel Gibson," Qian Longzhou said with a telescope, and a sniper group veteran next to him picked up his rifle and began to aim, muttering, "It's not professional at all!" Don't even raise a flag! Kill you handsome! ”

"Wait, let them get closer!" Before Qian Longzhou's words fell, several machine gun positions not far away rang out almost at the same time.

Before Zhao Siwen in the charge woke up, he saw the two cannon fodder around him screaming and falling to the ground, he suddenly felt nervous as if he had been touched by death, his legs were weak, and he fell directly to the ground. The soldiers who followed him closely behind him were about to help him up, but he was knocked down by a bullet that flew out of nowhere, covering him directly, and his head hit him directly on the head, making him faint in front of his eyes.

The situation on the entire battlefield did not stop because of Zhao Siwen's fainting, and there were more soldiers rushing up behind, but they already knew that the dense formation was not pleasing at all in the current attack, and began to disperse the formation.

Machine gun and rifle salvos are not good at dealing with loose formations, and if they are forced to fire, more ammunition is often wasted, so the sound of machine gun fire is no longer as continuous as before, but more accurate short bursts.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the soldiers below succeeded in shortening the distance by about 100 meters, and now the distance between the two sides has been reduced to 200 meters. The siege engines and trebuchets in the back moved again, and although the hexagonal cannons kept shooting at those siege engines, there was only one after all, and the distance was very long, so the lethal effect and the deterrent effect were not very good. The carpenters in the army rushed up and carried several siege engines on their shoulders and pushed them on their shoulders. The sappers in charge of filling the road had already filled in the trench with three avenues about six meters wide, and although they were not as good as those in the Eastern Port, they were still not a big problem in transporting siege engines.

"Oops!" Qian Longzhou knew that it was going to be bad, and hurriedly waved his hand to the side, "Flying Thunder Cannon!" Two hundred meters! Launch! ”

The flying thunder artillery team below has been waiting, the cannon above is in full swing, they can only wait depressedly under the city wall, Lin Quan leaned on the wall of the city wall depressedly, and from time to time raised his eyes to look at the flag speaker at the head of the city, but people have not looked at themselves all the time, obviously there is no order.

"Instructor!" A gunner dressed in red ran over, "Two hundred!" ”

Lin Quan almost jumped up, "Great! Ready to launch! The soldiers of the Flying Thunder Artillery Group had been waiting impatiently, and when they heard the order, they directly uncovered their gun jackets - the dark clouds in the sky had already shrouded them, and their guns had already been loaded again. If it rains, the rain will flow into the barrel with the muzzle, affecting the effect of the propellant, and even an accident may occur.

"Adjust the ruler! Two hundred meters! The gunner shouted excitedly, and the observer next to him was stunned, "What about the direction?" ”

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"Whatever! There are enemies outside the walls, just hit the west! Lin Quan shouted, "Ready to launch!" At the same time, he raised his index finger and pointed to his eyes and then to the west, pointing to the observation hand arranged on the city wall.

The observer nodded, knowing that he was letting himself observe where the shells would fall, and quickly turned to look to the west.

"Boom, boom!" Three cannon shots rang out, and three Flying Thunder Cannon shells flew out of the muzzle with the smoke and dust spewed, drawing a very curved parabola in the air, and landed in the middle of the foot soldiers who were running forward.

The smoke and dust from the explosion of the cannonballs were far more obvious than the effect of the smoothbore cannon, and the observer turned and gestured downwards - beside him were rifle shooters who were constantly aiming and firing, and not far away were machine guns that were constantly firing in short bursts, and occasionally accompanied by the sound of smoothbore cannon fire, not to mention shouting under the city walls, even if he was shouting down with a horn, he could not hear it.

Lin Quan looked at the gestures made from above and nodded, "The direction remains the same, the distance remains the same, quickly reload!" The soldiers didn't reply, they lowered their heads and continued to reload quickly.

Although more than 5,000 people have been killed or wounded, there are still a large number of soldiers being replenished from the official road, and the number of people on the battlefield or on the battlefield has exceeded 10,000.

Although the three shells all fell in the crowd and caused a lot of casualties, they were a drop in the bucket for these tens of thousands of enemies, and they were useless at all.

"Oops!" Qian Longzhou touched the back of his hand, and he felt a chill on the back of his hand, "It's raining!" ”

Sure enough, the dark clouds in the sky had become darker and darker, at first raining the size of a grain of rice, followed by raindrops the size of soybeans, and then the rain fell to the ground with a clatter.

The rain was a loophole that was never expected in this defensive battle, and all the soldiers were not mentally prepared to deal with the battle in the rain, let alone such a heavy rain. The soldiers equipped with Senate rifles had nothing to cover the rain except for the rattan helmets they wore on their heads, and the canvas bullet packs were quickly wet with rain, and the paper shell ammunition wrapped in oiled paper inside was drenched one after another, so they could only hook their upper bodies one by one to prevent the rain from flowing directly into the barrel, carefully loaded the propellant, and began to prepare before launching.

No matter how careful they were, the rain easily drenched the ammunition, and half of the rifles in the first round of shots failed to fire, and the soldiers panicked and hurriedly poured out the bullets and propellants. Although the soldiers of the South Shore Army below were drenched with water on their faces, the bullets that had been smashed like hail suddenly stopped, which made them feel excited, and rushed up with cheers, and even the speed of the siege engines that were still slowly moving forward in the crowd in the distance increased a lot.

The artillery crew also ran into trouble, there was an awning on the artillery firing position, which could block some rain to a certain extent, but the outside of the silk cloth propellant bag they loaded was also wet, although the shells could still be fired, but the power was also much lower, and the shells flew out of the muzzle and fell into the crowd not far away, smashing up blood and water, and knocking over some soldiers along the way.

The effect of the shells of the smoothbore guns on the ground is also much worse, and the muddy ground soaked by the rain is loose and soft, which directly affects the beating of the shells on the ground and reduces the lethality.

"Damn it! It's raining! "Soldiers are complaining that most of the rifles in their hands don't hit, and what they can fire also affects the range and accuracy. The only thing that remained on the walls was a couple of machine-gun firing positions. Although the machine gun was equipped with paper shell shells, the paper shell shells were mounted on the ammunition supply plate, and there was an awning on the head, which directly blocked most of the rain. For the machine gun crew, rain is not a bad thing, the icy rain falls on the barrel, directly forming white water vapor, taking away the heat of the barrel, achieving the effect of water cooling, although the effect is not particularly good.

Although the 1628 rifle shooter used breech loading and a closed magazine, the rain inevitably fell into the chamber, causing some of the shooting failures. What made those veteran officers feel reassuring was that there was not even a single dud bullet in the metal bullets, and now the soldiers who carried the ammunition to the city wall were carrying the bullet boxes of the metal bullets, at least the bullets of these copper-shelled lead bullets would not cause the trouble of firing failure in a short time.

The rain was falling, and the recruits were scrambling to wipe the rain from their eyes while scrambling to dig out the soaked bullets from the Senate rifles, and the veterans who used the 1628 rifles were no better than them, although the helmets could keep them out of the rain, but they still couldn't see clearly, let alone aim at the gray enemy in the already gray rain and fog that was already underlit. The soldiers of the South Shore Army below were no better than them, they had not eaten, there was nothing in their stomachs, their whole bodies were cold, and now the rain was pouring on their bodies, and they were shivering with cold, and their feet were deep and shallow, and they were stuck in the mud at every turn and couldn't pull out their feet. They didn't have hats on their heads, and the rain hit them so hard that they couldn't even open their eyes, and they couldn't even see where the walls were.

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