The bloody battle on the Stone Bridge Heights has completely changed its flavor now, Xiao Letian led the brothers of the task force, not so much that they were gritting their teeth and insisting on completing the blocking mission, but rather struggling to survive, they just wanted to survive the enemy's attack and play their own prestige.

And the Austrian soldiers below the heights have long forgotten their original purpose, and the death squads finally assembled by Brigade Commander Pengka are actually only fighting for their dignity.

"Brothers, the enemy is now mobilizing for war, and I can hear the roar of the mounted officer against the wind...... Hehe, it's a pity that no matter how fierce they screamed, the death squads that gathered were only so few, and they couldn't even gather a thousand dead soldiers for a whole heavy armorer......"

"What does this mean? This only proves that they are already frightened, in their hearts the Stone Bridge Heights are no longer invincible, and our special battalion is invincible... I firmly believe in ...... The next wave of attacks is the last battle of today's campaign..."

At this time, Xiao Letianqing had fallen into an inexplicable euphoria, and even this excitement was a little sickly, when it came to excitement, he actually took out half of a charred brown rope from the trench, pinched it in his hand and shook it up and down like a whip.

He looked up at Alain, who was tied to the cross, and the corners of his mouth turned into a strange smile, only to see his wrist flip the brown rope straight up like a whip.

"... Do you think you'll still be alive? Lao Tzu will send you to hell today, regardless of victory or defeat......"

The brown rope with the thickness of the thumb is used to tie the ammunition equipment, and the heavy and tough rope whipping on the body is much more painful than the whip, and the snapping sound is also dull by the leather whip, and it is estimated that all the injuries are internal.

"Bastard, I'm not annoyed that you're looking for trouble with me... Why are you bothering my daughter-in-law? I regret it today, right? How does it feel to be tied up in a high place? Is it a view of the mountains, or is it too cold to be in the high places?"

"I cāo...... I guess you're blowing the wind right now, and the eggs are cold,......" There was another muffled sound, and the whip was accurate and ruthless, and it was just on the root of Alain's thigh, and Alain howled like a beast in pain.

"Ahh Don't hit me...... Please don't hit me...... I'll give you whatever you want...... I have money, my family has money, we have a caravan of maritime trade in Holland, I give you money, I give you ships...... Please spare me..."

Xiao Letian's whip was drawn to the sensitive part, and he didn't want to stop, but when he saw that the middle of Alain's white silk panties suddenly became wet out of the corner of his eye, Xiao Letian, who was frightened, jumped out with a swish.

"Oops...... Where did I get it? Did I pump his dick away? Why did he pee out?" Fortunately, Xiao Lotian ran fast, otherwise this urine rain would have fallen on the top of his head.

Alain is really going to die now, and his heart has been cold from the moment he was captured. The enemy, without regard to his identity, rushed up and punched and kicked him, and finally tied him up and threw him into the trenches.

In the eyes of this group of barbarians, his aristocratic status not only did not play a protective role, but became a target for disaster.

It was not until finally, when he was tied to the cross like God, that his love finally broke down. From the vantage point of the entire battlefield, he can watch the entire battle from an absolute God's perspective.

Bullets grazed the soles of his feet, and the rising smoke choked his face with violent coughing, and no bloody battle on the ground could escape his eyes.

The Austrian army rushed forward like a tide, the Chinese and beasts frantically counterattacked, and in the dense rain of bullets, the soldiers fell in pieces like cutting wheat, and the blood splashed in the white-bladed fight stung his nerves.

It was the first time that Alain had felt how cruel war was, and he had used to watch the battlefield with binoculars from the rear of the army, and he thought he had fully understood the war.

But today, Xiao Letian and his soldiers taught him a good lesson, what is war? This is the real war, when you can cut off the enemy's head without changing your face and heartbeat, when you trample on the enemy's internal organs and rush forward without throwing up, you can truly understand what war is.

Alain's nerves were on the verge of collapse, even if he closed his eyes and pretended to escape, he couldn't avoid the pungent smoke and blood, the hellish scene was not something he could forget when he closed his eyes, and the terrifying images squeezed into his mind vividly.

"I'm pitiful enough, but why don't you let me go? You're not human, you're the devil...... You Chinese all devils......"

Alan cried in mid-air, but Xiao Letian didn't have time to teach him a lesson at this time, because at this time, Baron Pengka, with more than 500 death squads he had inspired, was already shouting slogans and pressing towards the battlefield.

"Warriors of Austria...... Press it up... Crush these enemies...... No matter how the whole battle is won or lost, I only want the lives of these Chinese...... Kill them, and I'll celebrate you in Vienna..."

"Long live the king...... Long live the Empire...... Kill... Kill... Kill..."

The five hundred death squads did not choose to rush and charge, they lined up in a neat queue and slowly pressed up like a wall, Pengka was really a masterpiece, he knew that the war was fought until now, it was a contest of morale, and it didn't matter whether it was a quick assault or not.

Pressing up with a thick human wall allows every soldier to feel the power coming from their shoulders to the left and right and behind them, and everyone will feel an inexplicable sense of security in the crowd.

As long as this sense of collectivity is not broken, he can rush to the commanding heights with the death squad, even if two lives are exchanged for one life of the enemy, the final victory is still their Austrian.

"It's broken... The enemy is going crazy... Hahaha...... Then let's compare, which of us is crazier than whom..."Xiao Letian tore off all the buttons of his shirt and ran wildly on the battlefield with his arms open.

"And multi-kill bullets...... It's all light...... And how many grenades are there...... Throw them all out...... There is no need to save ammunition, this is the last battle, life or death, there is no third way......"

"Draw the knife team and get ready...... Sniper ready ...... The officer corps is ready...... Hold your ground and don't mess up, death is just a long sleep, we're already enough..."

Xiao Letian's encouragement is purely more than that, the remaining brothers of the special battalion have already seen through it, this half-day killing is as long as a century to them, and all the rookie recruits have been upgraded from spirit to veterans of a hundred battles from now on.

And veterans don't need to be motivated ...

Baron Pengka clenched the bayonet, he didn't care about the soldiers around him who were swept by the rain of bullets, and his scarlet eyes only had the damn figure of Xiao Letian.

"I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill this devil...... How come there is such an outlier as you among the Chinese? You are not a blessing for Europe to live, even if you die together, I will remove a hidden danger for Europe..."

"Warriors... God is watching us from heaven, killing Xiao Lotian, killing Chinese hope for the future, killing their heroes, the future of this world is destined to belong to us Europeans......"

At that moment, Baron Penka finally found the right means of motivation, which was nationalism.

If from the very beginning, Count Tarburis had changed the definition of this battle, not to exaggerate the fraternal war between Austria and Prussia, but to quickly raise it to the realm of the national war, it is estimated that the high ground would have already been reached.

The 19th century was a period of nationalism, and the Austro-Prussian War was, in the final analysis, a civil war within the German nation.

But if the commander defines this war as a war between the European nations and the Chinese nation, then the nature of the war has completely changed. There is no shame in losing to Prussia, but it is too humiliating to lose to the Chinese.

"Kill... Kill... Kill..."Five hundred Austrian troops, one step at a time, the roar pressed up like thunder.

At this moment, under the remnant blood banner where Xiao Letian was, there was a sudden strange singing, Xiao Letian was really a devil, he could still lead the soldiers to sing at the moment of life and death.

"My brothers Xiao Letian, do you remember the war song I taught you before......? Even if we walk on Huangquan Road, we will not be lonely......"

"I am a tiger when I go up the mountain, I am a dragon when I go down to the sea, and I am a great hero in the world... I wave my hand to make the rain, I dance in the wind, and watch my Chinese dragon ...... rising in the east."

"After how many thunderstorms, how many winds, after thousands of frosts, I spent 10,000 winters, why fear the wind, what fear of rain, why fear of the mountains shaking the ground If I shake into the air, its potential can swallow Changhong ......"

Xiao Letian's majestic "Chinese Dragon" in his previous life was copied by him as it was, and he taught all the Oriental officers word by word when he was in Hamburg. Now, at the most critical moment of the war, at the moment when everyone is holding the heart of death, with such a war song to accompany it, even if it is worth dying.

"After the bloody wind and rain, I have heard the thunder and lightning, and I have had the ups and downs, but I don't know what to move, let the ups and downs, let the sky rise, let the earth crack and the sky collapse, and always yearn for the red ...... of the sun in the east"

The morale of the task force had exploded at this moment, and all the Chinese officers were driven crazy by the call of the battle song, and the Hamburg recruits, although they could not understand what the Chinese were singing, could not resist the momentum in the music, and they also went crazy.

Wave after wave of high-pitched war songs, like the high tide of the sea at the time of the full moon, accumulate majestic potential energy, and all Chinese have only one belief in their hearts.

"I am a tiger when I go up the mountain, I am a dragon when I go down to the sea, and I am a great hero in the world..."

The ancient people who had not experienced the baptism of modern music could not resist this rhythmic magic sound at all, and everyone's love had been ignited, and at that moment they were dragons, tigers, and heroes between heaven and earth.

"They're not people, they're really not people...... Baron Penka finally felt fear, and he finally understood why these Chinese had been able to hold out until now, and they would rather not retreat with all their troops.

"There is a devil in the hearts of these Chinese...... That's the devil singing... That's the siren's song......"

Unfortunately, it was too late now, and Baron Pengka was too late even if he wanted to retreat, and the Chinese singing war songs in front of him were the first to jump out of the trenches, and the cold weapons exuding the cold light of death were pressing towards them.

The bloody battle of Ishibashi, the last counter-charge began...

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