87_87379 The two pocket watch pointers in Li Dacheng's hand pointed to twelve o'clock at the same time, when the general attack began, from one place to two places to everywhere gunfire, it took about an hour, and it was just a joke to attack the mountain in one go, this is not a dozen people's weapon fight, an order can be like an arm, this is a big battle with 1560,000 people, the general attack? It's more like a farce than a war.

At the beginning of the general offensive, the initial battle of the Zhenwei army was unfavorable, a large number of men and horses attacked the soil slope, but it gave the foreign devils the opportunity to kill and injure the soldiers of the Zhenwei army, one point, two and a half o'clock, two and a half hours after the general attack began, the men and horses of the Zhenwei army tore through the foreign devil defense line for the first time and rushed up, but this time the breakthrough was only temporary, and soon the broken defense line fell silent, and a large number of men and horses also fled in wolves.

rushed up and was beaten down again, from half past two, the foreign devils also began to run out, and the charges were defeated again and again, which also allowed Li Dacheng to obtain information on the dirt slope, the foreign devil army, which was dominated by Japanese and Russian soldiers, was obviously weak on the Tsarist side, while the small Japanese side was very tenacious.

is also a bully of the Qing Dynasty, this little Japan has a different mentality! moved his main direction of attack to the side of Little Japan, and Li Dacheng wanted to kill them the most, and most of the people in the country had such a long-cherished wish.

Breakthroughs again and again, despair again and again, and finally at more than five o'clock, the white flag was raised in some directions on the position of foreign devils, and in the middle of the road, the foreign devils in Europe and the United States are still so fucky, but at this time, it is impossible for Li Dacheng to receive any prisoners, and it is the most enjoyable to kill them all.

Zhenwei Army went up again and again to send him to death, is it useful? Yes! And it's useful! What is the maximum amount of ammunition a person can carry on a field march? One or two hundred rounds are only, and a thousand rounds of ammunition are only twenty or thirty pounds, and if the soldiers try their best, they will not be unable to carry them, but what country's army will match them with a thousand rounds of ammunition?

At this time in this battle, the white flag was erected on the side of the foreign devils, not because of anything else, but because they had no ammunition, and if they fought again, it would be a white-knives war.

However, neither Tsarist Russia nor Little Japan put up a white flag, although the gunfire was much sparser than before, but their resistance was still resolute, and it was time for a real decisive battle.

"Go and tell Sù Dahan and Da Dog, after the general attack starts later, Xu Jin is not allowed to retreat, and the supervising team slowly presses up.

Go to the order again, one last attack! ”

This time the general attack order was different from the previous one, the people with the ghost head knife shouted out one after another, and with the military order issued, under the persecution of the warlord, the Zhenwei Army and the Wuwei Army launched a general attack again.

After seeing the breakthrough above, Li Dacheng took Nie Shicheng and the Ghost Head Knife into battle, and instead of running in great strides, more than 200 people formed a skirmish line of more than 30 meters and began to slowly advance to the top of the slope.

Li Dacheng was facing the position of Little Japan, and at a distance of 500 meters, a patch of corpses began to appear, and the plasma mixed with the pulp of crops made the ground muddy, and the more they went up, the more dead people were, and at this time the position of Little Japan also fell into a white-knuckle battle, and when they arrived at the front of the position, Li Dacheng and they almost stepped on the corpses of their own people.

In the twilight of the sky, on the position shrouded in screams, there were people killing together everywhere, and after a little observation of the battle situation, Li Dacheng also had to admire the learning ability of little Japan, white-knuckle combat, the relatively tall Zhenwei Army did not have an advantage, and the little devils who had run out of bullets still formed a bayonet front to kill the soldiers of the Zhenwei Army in large numbers.

The people of a country are so depressed that a large number of them should die, otherwise how can they arouse their blood?

"Nie Junmen, shall we go up?"

Pulling out Winchester behind him, Li Dacheng doesn't have any upright thoughts, how good is it to go up and shoot live targets now?

"Second master, the son of a daughter can't sit down, and the battle array has no eyes, you better go down! Here, just let the mark be carried with you. ”

Li Dacheng went to the battlefield in person, Nie Shicheng has nothing to say, there is a grudge and a grudge, after all, Li Dacheng, the second master, is a close confidant of Gui Beile, if he dies on the battlefield, Jinmen will also be implicated.

"You? Lao Tzu is not at ease, besides, now is to shoot live targets, and I don't want to let you do such a good thing. ”

As he spoke, he took a few steps forward, and surrounded by the guards, Li Dacheng began the work of the butcher with a group of ghost head knives, killing the little Japan in the white-knuckle battle one by one, which felt good.

There are 400 rifle bullets in the bullet bag behind Li Dacheng, 200 Mauser and 200 Winchester, how long can 400 bullets last? Li Dacheng's answer was an hour, and within an hour, he kept wandering, and after firing 400 rounds of ammunition, Li Dacheng didn't count how many people he killed, it was nothing more than poking the barrel of the gun wherever there was more in Japan, and he didn't need to aim, just shoot.

Does more than 200 people have a big impact on the battle situation? It's huge! With plenty of ammunition in his hand, Li Dacheng took the ghost head knife and helped the Zhenwei army stabilize the front and divide small Japan piece by piece.

While shouting 'three five fight one' while slaughtering the little devils, this feeling is too cool, killing people is addictive, more than six o'clock, the sky is already bright, the battle situation on the side of the little Japan is almost settled, nearly 10,000 people around one or two thousand people stabbed knives, poked the head of the gun, Zhenwei Army's white-knuckle battle is no matter how bad, this battle can not be lost.

The Mauser, whose barrel was already reddened in his hand, was put into the pouch behind him, and a burst of smoke came out from Li Dacheng's back, killing the devil was comfortable, Li Dacheng carried a Colt in each hand, and turned to the old Maozi position not far away, the shape here is much better than that of the little devil, the Zhenwei army has completed the division operation, and the rest is slaughtered.

Along the way, all the way to the ranks of the ghost head knife to participate in the slaughter, Li Dacheng's mouth is not idle, the gun in his hand is not idle, as a guard, Wang Wu has also become his full-time loader, one after the fight for the other, soon there are not many Colt pistol bullets.

Along the way, he specially pumped cold shots and shot black guns, and none of the people around Li Dacheng were injured, but there were not many people left, Qian Laoba, Wang Wu, Liang Zhenpu, Cheng Youlong, Li Guangpu, Shang Yunxiang, Li Xingjie, Nie Shicheng, plus he himself gathered a total of nine heroes, and when the bullets were gone, he should fight with a white edge, and pulled out the ghost knife behind him, Li Dacheng smiled, and opened the conversation.

"Hey......

We've endured it long enough, and the swords in our hands should also make a fortune!

The little Japanese are all three-inch dings, not very easy to get off the knife, today let's take the old Maozi to practice the knife.

New brothers, old brothers, go up and slaughter the beasts with our masters! ”

These words were very uplifting at this time, not only Wang Wu and the others were encouraged, but the surrounding Zhenwei soldiers also let out bursts of desperate roars, and after Li Dacheng slashed out a knife here, he either shouted a word to kill, or laughed hehe, haha.

The killing on his side, the real is slaughter, not a duel, killing never goes frontal, only wielding a knife in the back of a foreign devil, hand-to-hand combat with cold weapons, no better than shooting at close range, heads flying, arms and legs are all over the ground, and there are a lot of belly and intestines crawling all over the ground, Zhenwei Army kills people up and down, and it is also with the rules of the Qing Dynasty to kill people to chop their brains, foreign devils are dead and there is no whole corpse, a head is a war feat, at this time the Zhenwei Army from the people is not stupid, the head is silver!

The battlefield can only be described by a tragic word, Li Dacheng is also more and more excited, feeling the blood sprayed on his body, the taste is more comfortable than taking a hot bath, the smell of blood in the plasma, the smell of the battlefield is better than perfume in Li Dacheng's nose.

Most of the people who have walked through the sea of blood and hell are afraid of it, but Li Dacheng is different, he likes this feeling very much, and enjoys the feeling of chopping off the enemy's head with a knife, and making a judgment of life and death with a knife, this feeling, this taste is very beautiful.

His ghost head knife is too heavy after all, and the killing speed on his side can't catch up with Wang Wu and the others, even Nie Shicheng's side, and there are a few more people killed than him during this time, although he is obsessed, but Li Dacheng can still notice the surrounding situation.

Throwing the ghost head knife in his hand into the chest of an old man, Li Dacheng stretched out his hand to his waist and pulled out two waist knives, his double knives have also been practicing these days, the light waist knife in his hand, the killing efficiency has really improved a lot.

Under the pressure of the Zhenwei army, the foreign devils have abandoned their positions, gathered into a group of resistance, as the Zhenwei army continued to gain momentum in the position of Japan and Russia, the number of Zhenwei troops on the top of the slope became more and more dense, and I don't know how many people were killed and stabbed, Li Dacheng's wrist was a little sore, and the tip of a waist knife was somehow broken, and the waist knife with the tip of the knife was inserted into the neck of a foreign devil, and Li Dacheng's left hand had another bayonet.

Kill with the right hand, assassinate with the left hand, soon Li Dacheng found that the killing efficiency of the bayonet in the dense crowd is much faster than the waist knife, and casually inserted the waist knife into the back waist of a foreign devil, Li Dacheng held the bayonet in both hands, and pounced into a group of foreign devils, piercing the heart and lungs and neck, compared with the ghost head knife and the waist knife, Li Dacheng, who held the bayonet, increased his efficiency by two or three times.

With his crazy laughter, accompanied by the foreign devils who fell to the ground one by one, Li Dacheng's team slowly became the demons of the battlefield, not only the foreign devils were afraid, but the Zhenwei Army and the Wuwei Army were also afraid of this group of people, they killed too many people, especially the leader Li Dacheng.

Now Li Dacheng has been completely covered with plasma, and there are a lot of chicken and dog bits and pieces on his body, after many soldiers of the Zhenwei Army saw Li Dacheng, they did not follow him to kill the enemy and fight, but bowed their heads, ghostly generals, who is not in awe?

"Dacheng, you're stunned!"

After killing a bunch of foreign devils again, Li Dacheng was violently pulled by Liang Zhenpu, and Wang Wu came up and gave him a slap in the face, and at this time Li Dacheng's wild laughter was still on his lips!

"!

Fifth brother, what are you beating me for?

It's a good time to kill! There are not many opportunities like this, if you don't kill them quickly, the remaining foreign devils will be robbed of all the miscellaneous pieces below! ”

was about to hand the bayonet into Wang Wu's stomach, and when he saw that it was his own person, Li Dacheng threw the bayonet on the head of a foreign devil, and opened his mouth to stop Wang Wu's next slap, isn't this messing?

"Fifth brother thinks you're stunned!

You've killed too many people along the way, be careful! Take a break! The fifth brother is tired and can't walk......"

Along the way, not only the people around him were afraid of Li Dacheng, but even Wang Wu, the old Jianghu, and Liang Zhenpu, the killer star, were also afraid of Li Dacheng, and the words of slaughter, everyone began to think that it was just Li Dacheng's bold words, who would have thought that he was really slaughtering foreign devils on the battlefield, stabbing people in the back and taking people's lives, most of these Jianghu people around Li Dacheng despised it.

At first, everyone still underestimated Li Dacheng, but when Li Dacheng passed through the formation again and again, everyone's eyes began to be a little afraid, Li Dacheng is not a person at all! Human lives were completely like beasts in his hands, and he stretched out his hand to take them away.

Shooting and killing people for the time being, during the period when Li Dacheng killed people with a knife, at least hundreds of people were killed, and the number of people killed with a single knife or a double knife was limited, when Li Dacheng held two bayonets in his hand, he killed dozens of people in a quarter of an hour or two, such a person, such a murderous intention, who is not afraid?

Facing the enemy head-on, maybe Li Dacheng can't kill much, but Li Dacheng is extremely skilled, and sneak attacks on the side and back are easy to attack in the chaos, and this kind of killing is difficult to accept.

"Fifth brother is tired? Then I'll find you a chair. ”

As he spoke, Li Dacheng rushed forward a few steps, grabbed an unarmed foreign devil, and after the bayonet went in and out of his waist a few times, Li Dacheng put the foreign devil on the ground, picked up a few swords from the ground, and in less than a minute, a chair made of corpses was formed.

"Fifth brother, sit down, brother go kill again! Qian Lao Ba keeps up! ”

Picked up two bayonets on the ground, Li Dacheng took Qian Laoba and pounced into the enemy formation again, the bayonet is the most convenient gadget that Li Dacheng plays, with this thing in hand, he can hold on to killing a day.

"Alas...... Stunned to do something, keep up! ”

Looking at Li Dacheng's back and sighing, Wang Wu couldn't see Li Dacheng's true face clearly, there is such a murderous person, I'm afraid he is not a good person......

"Alas......"

Like Wang Wu, Nie Shicheng also sighed, mistaken to look at this little young man, this little cub's murderous intent is too heavy, so heavy that people dare not look at it directly, he stabbed the knife with Leng Zi, and along the way, Nie Shicheng also followed Li Dacheng to kill a lot of people, but even these dozens of times also made him tired enough, this little cub is not a human!

Li Dacheng's strength alone is not too great, even if he kills hundreds of people, it is not much for eight thousand foreign devils, but he relies on his body to walk, and a bloodthirsty whirlwind blows in the position at the top of the slope, some people are frightened by Li Dacheng, but some people follow suit, grab a bayonet, and begin to attack and kill the foreign devils in the white-knuckle battle from behind, every time there is one more such person, the balance of victory is tilted towards the Zhenwei army, as the white-knuckle battle progresses, not only many soldiers of the Zhenwei army collapsed, Many people also began to cry out when they were more stressed, which was a sign of utter despair