Batai lay on the ground, his pupils constricted slightly, and the thin cotton armor on his body was not enough to resist the advance of the bayonet, but in the wet and cold conditions, his movement felt more difficult, and he was stabbed in the chest three times, one of which was in the heart, and he was basically dead.

A soldier of the Han Army stepped on his chest, plunged a bayonet directly into his throat, and with a single blow, the Manchurian Baturu died on an unknown mountain.

The soldier of the Fu Han Army who killed him was wearing a big red military uniform, and it could be seen from the soldier's shoulders that he was not a well-known general, just a farmer who had put down his hoe not long ago, and after several months of training, he had the strength to kill the Qing army Baturu, of course, he was not alone, but with the help of two companions.

Kill more Qing troops at a time! The soldier thought to himself that he had an old mother lying in bed, a wife who was not so beautiful but still very kind, and two sons still waiting for him at home. As long as he killed a Qing soldier, he could receive an additional five acres of land, so that the life of the family would be much better.

The soldier of the Fu Han Army pulled out the bayonet, wiped it on the corpse, wiped off the bloodstains, and the bayonet was sharp again, he looked at the Qing army in the distance, stepped on the corpse with heavy boots, and stepped mercilessly towards the next goal.

The situation on the entire battlefield is changing rapidly, judging from the current environment, the soldiers of the third regiment of the first division of the Fu Han army far surpass the Qing army in hand-to-hand combat ability, even in this heavy rain and muddy environment, the soldiers of the Fu Han army have been pressing and beating the Qing army due to their long-term training and stronger morale.

Especially in hand-to-hand combat, the spear stabbing technology of the Fu Han Army has been improved during the Eagle Battalion period, especially under the guidance of Ning Yu, it has integrated many hand-to-hand combat techniques in the army of later generations, the movements are concise and crisp, without the slightest drag, and the attack method is also very simple, only simple stabbing, picking, and smashing, so it also takes a lot of advantage in fighting.

In addition, the equipment of the Fu Han army is also very cheap, when the army was first formed, Ning Yu knew in his heart that for a soldier, a good pair of shoes is of great significance, and even to a certain extent, it is not much better than weapons. After all, what Ning Yu wanted was an army that could fight tough battles and take the same path, so he specially equipped the whole army with pigskin military boots.

In the previous Eagle Camp period, Ning Yu deliberately preserved the pigskin, and then invited some craftsmen to make pigskin military boots, which are made of very solid materials, so the cost is also quite high. However, in today's rain war, it occupies a very big advantage.

The soldiers of the Fu Han Army wore this kind of military boots, and the grip was very strong, even in this kind of muddy ground, they could stand firm, but for the Qing army, it was very uncomfortable, many of them were wearing straw sandals, and even many of them were directly barefoot, which was very easy to slip in this case, but as long as they slipped, they basically couldn't stand up again.

The Qing army, armed with waist knives and spears, could hardly inflict excessive casualties on the Fu Han army in such a narrow space. The two sides collided with each other, trying to squeeze each other down. Although there were many Qing soldiers, they were pressed more and more fiercely, and they were almost not far from collapse.

The Miao knife in Li Shihu's hand had already been chopped and curled, and when he saw a Qing soldier coming, he almost stabbed the Miao knife into the opponent's stomach, but he couldn't pull it out. When the rest of the Qing soldiers saw this, they crowded over with swords and guns, and their bodies were almost connected, but they all wanted to kill each other.

Seeing that Qing Jun's waist knife and spear were about to pierce Li Shihu's body one after the other, he turned around stiffly, pressed the knife against his shoulder, and roared angrily while holding the spear.

"Let go!"

The spear was snatched by Li Shihu like this, and when the rest of the Qing soldiers saw this scene, almost everyone was full of horror, and then involuntarily retreated.

Li Shihu knelt on the ground with a knife, gasping for breath, the blood on his arm flowed wantonly, and the Qing army around him was invisibly separated from him a few steps, but just retreated, but he took a few steps forward, killed him, killed him, if he didn't die, the big guy would have to die!

But just when the Qing army just woke up, the soldiers of the Fu Han Army behind also responded, and as soon as they sent their arms forward, the long bayonet pierced into the chest of the Qing soldiers, and several Qing soldiers who rushed forward fell to the ground one after another, which made Li Shihu breathe a sigh of relief.

"Damn, I almost died here."

Li Shihu breathed a long sigh of relief, and as he spoke, he tried to stand up with a knife, but the wound on his arm was constantly bleeding, but it made him feel a little chill on half of his body.

The rain gradually became smaller, but the battle was fought to this point, and it was already the result of not dying, and the eyes of the Fu Han soldiers were red, maybe today, their comrades-in-arms who got along day and night, their brothers who relied on each other, fell down and never woke up, which made them even more crazy and more silent.

There were no more shouts and roars of soldiers on the battlefield, only the sound of dull breathing, accompanied by the sound of swords and guns colliding, which seemed so abnormal in this land.

The soldiers on the entire ridge were almost intertwined, and it was like a wave of blood and water, churning in the crowd, and sludge and dead bodies were in the same place.

The number of Qing troops is increasing, but the positions on the front line are also shrinking more and more, a large number of soldiers are surrounded by a small number of Fu Han troops, and they cannot be regrouped after repeated impacts.

Those snow-bright bayonets glowed with coldness, and everyone's hearts were chilled. If it weren't for the Qing army behind to rise up in time, I am afraid that a big rout would be imminent. But after half a day of fighting, thousands of lives were thrown into it, and there was hardly even a splash heard.

Yongjina's face was a little blue, originally saw God raining, and thought that this was God's favor, and he should have won a battle, but he didn't expect to be topped up the mountain with a bayonet, and his own casualties were so heavy that almost everyone who saw it wanted to cry. But now this result is what Yongjina doesn't want.

"Now, who dares to fight?"

Seeing from afar that the Fu Han army was about to hit Lingzi, Yongjina was disappointed, so he looked around, but found that all the generals had their heads down, but they couldn't help sighing.

"Those who have the courage are all gone in front, and now the rear is full of some eggless cowards, I still have real men in Wolf Mountain Town, my lord, let's go!"

Jiang Yuan, the chief soldier of Wolf Mountain Town, sighed, and then put on his armor and went into battle with more than 3,000 people from his headquarters.