First of all, the position of the volunteers was exposed by ambushing musketeers, and when the volunteers returned fire, the ambush hand-to-hand combat suddenly attacked from the flanks and disrupted the combat rhythm of the volunteers, which was the most commonly used combat method of the experienced Russian army. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Don't think that these polar bears are all brainless, on the contrary, these people are extremely cunning in combat, they know that although the volunteers are poorly trained, their weapons and equipment are better than those of the Tsarist army.

The Mauser rifle has a long range and high accuracy, the Spencer rifle has a fast burst of fire, and various types of grenades have made those Russian troops who blindly charge suffer a lot.

At this time, the inherited Russian officers came up with a good solution, first ambushed the building with musketeers, and suddenly opened fire to attract the attention of the Chinese, and when the fire of the counterattack revealed the position of the Chinese, the hand-to-hand warriors of the Russian army who were selected would quietly penetrate the flanks.

Launching a pounce at the nearest distance, the Volunteers' attention was on the building, the flank defense was already weak, the rifle took time to reload, and it was too late to even throw a grenade.

The reason why this night battle is fought so hard now has a lot to do with this cunning tactic.

The Russian commanders were very confident in the strength of their soldiers in hand-to-hand combat, believing that as long as the warriors in hand-to-hand combat could safely break through the most dangerous firepower net 30 meters in front of the volunteers, victory would definitely belong to them after hand-to-hand combat.

Even if the end of the whole war is defeat, then such a attrition tactic can greatly kill the living force of the volunteers, which relieves the pressure on the follow-up reinforcements.

"We may lose the battle of Vladivostok, but in this great war in the entire Far East, our Tsarist Russia will eventually win......"

Looking at the front line with the sound of murder, Tiachenko stood on the beach of the Amur Bay, in front of the small sampan sent by the Aleut, and Aitolin specially invited the commander-in-chief to quickly transfer to the ship and continue to direct the battle on the battleship.

Originally, Tiyachenko was ready to be martyred, pistols and poison were ready, and he decided to die with the city, but he never expected that when the volunteers broke through to four kilometers behind the wall, Vadim and Andreev actually led other battalions to firmly withstand the attack of the Chinese.

They actually relied on hand-to-hand combat to stabilize their position, and now Tiyachenko's mind was divided, and it seemed that he should not be able to die! Let this war drag on indefinitely, let the volunteers die more and more, and finally the cavalry will still be the Tsar's after the victory.

Since I will win in the end, I will be martyred when I am full! I am not so stupid, I will go to the ironclad ship first to avoid the limelight.

However, Tiachenko never imagined that the little advantage he had gained in hand-to-hand combat would not last long, and the tide of the battle would take a sharp turn after the new weapons of the Volunteers began to be distributed.

Xiang Shaolong's eyes shrank and roared, "Engage in a sneak attack, Lao Tzu is your ancestor!" The backhand 120 mm caliber shotgun was on his shoulder, Long Ye knew that the recoil of this thing must be large, he exerted a breath of true qi to protect his waist, his left leg bowed and his right leg supported the earth, and his right index finger pulled the trigger fiercely.

The burning fire rope was right on the fire door, only to hear a muffled bang, and a puff of white smoke enveloped Long Ye and the surrounding soldiers.

"Ahem, ahem...... What a big smoke...... cough cough cough ...... It's a lot of recoil...... "Just behind Long Ye, the shoulder blades are in pain, you can see how much of these explosives are loaded."

Smoothbore weapons are absolutely immune to air leakage, so this type of weapon will always be muffled when fired, and there will be no crunch sound. After the muffled sound, the charging Rakshasa ghosts on the opposite side were stunned at that time.

Rao is that they are well-informed, and they have never seen so many muskets that spew so much white smoke at once, and how can those robberies be so rough in the dark? Could it be artillery! But it is impossible for artillery to be fired on the shoulder.

There was less than a second of time left for these people to think about it, and there was an almost instantaneous bang, and a dark cloud hit the head and face, and the four Russian soldiers who rushed to the front were directly overturned to the ground as if they had been slapped by a heavy iron door panel.

The death was a joy, and the four soldiers did not return to the underworld at all, and the six soldiers behind them were unlucky, and the iron nails and iron sand pierced their faces.

These rakshasa ghosts covered their faces in pain and rolled on the ground, and the ambushed rakshasa musketeers who were frightened by the screams stopped shooting, and they looked at each other and did not know what demon methods the Chinese used.

After three seconds of silence, Long Ye's guard company erupted into a roar of "Hurray......!" Four soldiers jumped out of the hiding place, rushed forward with military thorns, and stabbed all those screaming rakshasas to the ground.

Then he carefully examined the corpse, and when he turned around, he shouted to the general with a smile, "It is so powerful, the nails have been driven into the brain, and the iron sand has been shot into the internal organs......

Long Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief, he took out his pocket watch and looked at it, "It's half past one in the morning...... There's still time, pass the order, save shotgun ammo, and end this battle at dawn!"

"We're going to have breakfast in the city!"

The power of the shotgun has been proven by the volunteers again and again, especially Lin Zhen, Qiu Wei and Yan Xing, who have been tested on the battleship before, and are very familiar with the various properties of the shotgun.

Wherever the shouting of killing is the most intense, there are their figures, those Rakshasa ghosts armed with sabers, logging axes, and bayonets are rushing up in waves and desperately, and they are swept into flesh again and again by the rain of bullets sprayed by shotguns.

This is simply a one-sided slaughter, rushing up and being swept down in waves, and sweeping down again and again, no matter how strong the polar bear is under the attack of this rain of iron nails that cut their heads and faces, they cannot resist.

"Artillery! These Chinese have developed artillery that can be fired in their hands! It's too despicable! We can't rush through......"

"Oh, God, bless us to defeat these enemies! Attack...... Offensive...... Woo woo, I really can't fuck it!"

After this battle, the shotgun received a resounding nickname called the 'Eastern Hand Cannon', though the Volunteers preferred to call him the 'Far Eastern Swarm'.

The tide of the battle was finally reversed, 250 shotguns and thousands of shots withstood the crazy counterattack of the Rakshasa ghosts, and the calmed volunteers once again gave full play to their numerical advantage and rifle range advantage, and finally broke through the four-kilometer defense line steadily, and the war firefight was recommended to the south little by little.

Xiao Lotian put down his binoculars and smiled with satisfaction: "You are worthy of a fighting nation! Being surrounded by heavy winters can still break out with such combat effectiveness, you are indeed a group of enemies worthy of respect!"