Volume VIII 1283 Xuanwu Good Guard!

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The fourth battalion of the Xuanwu Division, formed in the Beishan Defense Militia of that year, when the French fleet divided troops to attack Guotou Village, Chu Zhao and Luo Monkey's company with more than 1,000 local people, cast a steel defense line on Beishan.

Guotou Village was bombed into ruins, Chu Zhao and Luo Monkey led the people to block the attack of the French from beginning to end, and finally the Guotou water ghosts also fought a beautiful counterattack.

The roughest and most primitive mine changed the course of the entire battle, and the sacrifice of the water ghost achieved that victory, and the spirit of the Beishan defense line is the origin of the name of the Xuanwu Division.

Chu Zhao and Luo Monkey had been possessed by those dead heroic spirits in the God of War Temple at that moment, and they even faintly saw that the sacrificial water ghosts in mid-air were glaring at them.

"No shame! No shame! The heroic spirits of the countless war dead in the Xuanwu Division are watching us...... If we lose, will we still have the face to go back to China, and will we still have the face to enter the Temple of War?"

Chu Zhao roared loudly and wiped the blood on his face with his hand, "Luo Monkey guard here, come a group of panting, and fight a counter-charge with me...... We can't be beaten so passively anymore! Rush out of the trenches and ...... back."

At the critical moment, Chu Zhao made the most correct choice, if you let the enemy completely master the rhythm on the battlefield, then your end will be a dead end, now the enemy is fierce, and the fourth battalion has to be more fierce than the enemy.

Chu Zhao didn't turn his head, he drew his knife and split the neck of the Russian soldier in front of him, and said to the seriously injured guards beside him, "Xiao Gao, do you dare to die here?"

Xiao Gao was Chu Zhao's guard, he had a half-foot-long opening on his stomach, and his intestines were flowing out, and he was desperately stuffing it back with his hands at this time.

"I've already hacked three to death, and the ones I shot before don't count, it's already worth it! Why don't you dare to die......"

"Okay, you go, take a few more brothers who are seriously injured and can move, and up a salient with explosives bags on their backs......"

"Yes, battalion commander!" Xiao Gao stuffed all the intestines back, and from behind, he picked up a large explosive bag of ten kilograms and shouted, "Did you die with me, go home with you!" After speaking, he pulled the fuse, turned over and jumped out of the trench and counterattacked the enemy.

"Count me in...... And I ......" followed by four more wounded soldiers, and in the blink of an eye, a huge explosion sounded outside the trench, and the air wave tossed over the corpses.

The suicidal counterattack blew up a triangular gap in front of the position, and when the Russian army had not yet filled the gap, Chu Zhao turned over and jumped up, "Brothers, go out with me to kill...... Interrupt the rhythm of the enemy's attack!"

One soldier after another rushed out of the trench, and soon formed a battle group of forty people behind Chu Zhao, who opened fire with rifles and bayonets while looking for opportunities.

The small commando team quickly cut a fault in the Russian army's charging formation like a hot knife cutting into butter, and the brothers in the trench behind them suddenly felt that the pressure on the opposite side had become smaller, and the number of Russian soldiers jumping into the trench was decreasing.

"Damn! These East Asian monkeys actually dare to charge at us? Surround them......" A group of sturdy Russian soldiers, with the strength of a company, broke away from the large force and launched an encirclement against Chu Zhao and them.

"Now is the ...... Throw the grenade!" The roar of the Luo monkey sounded in the gap behind Chu Zhao, and the hand-to-hand fighting stopped here for a while, and the remaining wounded gathered together to pull the grenade and throw it out regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one.

At this time, it is not necessary to care whether it is injured by mistake or not, where there are many Russians, they will be thrown there, and the sound of explosions will come and go.

Looking at Chu Zhao who rushed out, they were stripped alive by a group of enemy charges, and fifteen soldiers died tragically under the enemy's bayonets, and the small military formation looked even more lonely.

The brothers leaned on each other's shoulders to form a small circle formation, the bayonets were rushing outside, the wounded soldiers were hitting the **, and those who could fight hand-to-hand were fighting bayonets on the periphery, and the small military formation was like a hedgehog hiding from death in a lava river, struggling desperately for the last chance to survive.

Bayonet against bayonet, sparkling, your bayonet stabbed into my chest, my bayonet stabbed into your throat, blood has become slippery mud under your feet, every inch of mountains and rivers and every inch of blood is true.

The Xuanwu battalion's crazy counterattack did hold the trenches, but the gap in strength was not something that courage could make up, and the huge gap of six to one was probably difficult to reverse Sun Bin's rebirth.

The Xuanwu battalion's efforts were actually just to disrupt the enemy's rhythm and buy a little more time for victory, and what they needed most now was reinforcements.

Luo Monkey looked at Chu Zhao who was desperate in front of him, he wanted to cry but there was only blood in his eyes and no tears, he howled dryly, "Where are the reinforcements! Why haven't the reinforcements come up yet......?

The roar shook the four fields, and at this moment, a rhythmic roar suddenly came from his battlefield flank, and when this strange sound sounded, the Xuanwu camp suddenly erupted into a frenzied roar.

"Draw the knives! These sashimi-eating guys have finally come up...... Kill them!"

Sure enough, it was Fusang's knife drawing team, this Russian charge was completely a cold weapon show to show off their strength, and Aikesen's original purpose was to use a bayonet to break the backbone of the ** people and deter their will to fight, so the battle was kept in a state of white-knuckle assault from beginning to end.

Crazy savages, naturally there are even crazier savages to deal with, is there anything more effective in cold weapon combat than medieval tactics?

More than 100 sword-drawing team members shouted and roared, stepping on neat steps to press up, and in the military formation composed of completely Western-style military uniforms, everyone was actually holding a snow-bright knife, which is really a kind of irony, maybe this is Xiao Letian's bad taste.

But it has to be said that this bad taste is really useful, and a medieval military formation is even more useful at such a critical moment.

"Roar...... Hah!"

"Roar...... Hah!"

The soldiers stepped on the unique slogan and marched forward with a unified pace, and the Russian troops on the opposite side were dumbfounded, where had they seen such a formation.

The person in command of the sword drawing team is Ye Pingtai, Xiao Letian's godson-in-law saw that his colleagues were fighting so fiercely, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he snapped a military salute, "I'm sorry, I'm late! Enough gentlemen, I salute you!"

"Fuso's samurai! Let these Russian devils know what it means to fight with a white knee...... Let them know what the knives look like when the wheels spin...... First row!

In the three-column Taidao formation, the first row of samurai didn't have to choose a target at all, and after listening to the order, the Taidao blade that was raised rushed down and slashed down with a snort.

"Second row! up! down!"

Immediately after that, the first row of samurai turned sideways and backwards, and the second row of samurai raised their swords and slashed forward and down, and further at the same time.

"Third row! up! down!"

In Nohei's calm roar, the third-row samurai slashed down further, while the second-row samurai stepped back sideways.

The three knives were endless, just like the wheels of choice, and they were cut through as impermeable as the wind, Xiao Letian was very good at describing this kind of formation.

"Isn't this a fucking combine?"