The moment the deer was breached, Sun Ermao was stunned, and he didn't even dare to believe what he saw - the thieves rushed up, they pushed the chariot, broke through the rain of bullets under the cover of the chariot, and rushed towards their trench.

Seeing that more and more thieves were rushing over with chariots, and that their rifles could not fit through the chariots with planks and "sandbags", Li He, who was nervous, shouted loudly.

"Grenades!"

In fact, some sharp-eyed warriors had already prepared grenades and placed them on their chest walls, and the iron caps of the grenade handles at the tail had been unscrewed off, revealing the fire rope, Sun Ermao was one of them, of course, he learned it from the captain.

Those veterans who came out of the Pingyu Army knew better how to maximize the effectiveness of the weapons in their hands, and of course this was also because they were experienced.

They did not hesitate to share their experiences with these rogue brothers, after all, on the battlefield, only by killing the enemy can everyone survive, including themselves.

As the enemy approached the trenches, grenades were thrown from his hands. As a result of overexertion, the grenade fell far behind the enemy's combat vehicle.

When the grenade was thrown, the thieves obviously didn't know what these things were, because the people were so crowded that some people were even smashed in the head by the grenade, and before they could figure out why the officers and soldiers threw the "iron bump", the grenade that landed under their feet exploded violently.

Although the current grenade no longer uses nitrate, but the high-density compacted black powder column, although its power is slightly inferior to nitric acid, but it is better to use local materials, if the power is not enough, then increase the charge, and the wooden handle grenade charge is as high as 150 grams, and the power of its explosion is not even inferior to small shells.

A succession of grenades exploded directly at the feet of the thieves, and many thieves were even directly blown into the air, and the scattered fragments swept down the surrounding thieves like brooms, and the surviving thieves felt the threat of death and rushed around.

"Retreater, kill!"

As soon as he saw that the team was scattered, the wolf roared loudly, and personally took his knife to cut down a fleeing soldier, and the veterans around him all swung their knives and slashed and slashed, using knives to drive the people in front of them to continue the attack.

At the same time, the grenades continued to fall at the feet of the thieves, and some grenades exploded directly on the chariots, and the shrapnel whistling in the air easily penetrated their heads, and the red and white objects flew around.

After the first grenade missed, Sun Ermao threw two grenades in succession, both of which landed accurately in the group, blowing up some thieves and even blowing up a chariot. The enemy fell, and in a moment of triumph, he unscrewed the small iron cap from the handle of the grenade, and was about to throw it at the enemy, when he suddenly heard a whistle shouting loudly.

"Get on the bayonet and press them down!"

There was only a distance of more than ten meters, and it was necessary to either let the enemy occupy his position or kill the enemy with a bayonet, and Li He chose the latter. He was even the first to jump out of the trench, with a long knife in one hand, and slashed at the thieves behind the chariot.

"Damn, I'm really going to be desperate now."

As soon as the sentry commander rushed out, the overseer army beside him, Zhu Yihu of the Lu Domain, howled.

"Brothers, follow the sixth master and I will kill the thief......"

They also jumped out, and the other soldiers all jumped out of the trenches, and they shouted with bayonets, and killed the thieves who were close at hand, and the thieves behind the chariots were obviously stunned by the scene in front of them, and they did not expect the officers and soldiers to jump out like this.

In the stunned kung fu, Li He, who rushed to the forefront, has cut off the head of the thief with a knife, in the school of the bereaved people, his knife skills ranked first, and the knife skills of the Pingyu Army, passed on to Wu Zhen, a master of Kunshan knife skills, he is not only a literati, but also a martial artist, proficient in swordsmanship, spear skills and also proficient in the art of war, as a remnant of the Ming Dynasty Wu Zhen's writings have not been handed down much, but the military book "Ji Xiao Da Ci" and the martial arts masterpiece "Arm Record" still circulated. As an instructor in the Pingyu Army's Martial Arts Hall, he specially compiled simplified sword techniques for officers and soldiers to practice, and although these sword techniques were simplified, they were extremely suitable for battle formations.

Of course, swordsmanship is also a compulsory course for officers, after all, they do not fight with rifles like ordinary soldiers, and in many cases, knives are not just decorations, but their only weapons.

"Ah......h

The sharp blade swept across the rogue's body, though blood splattered his face. But Li He still fought in the crowd like a madman, wielding a knife, and most of the soldiers who rushed up were the same.

White-knuckle combat is all about momentum, and from the beginning, although they were at an absolute disadvantage in numbers, it did not prevent them from rushing towards those thieves like tigers in the mountains.

Moreover, the stabbing technique of the Pingyu Army is the "three defenses and one stabbing" of later generations, although it is simple, it was honed in the cruel war, and it is also the most effective stabbing technique. Those untrained thieves, even with their spears, could not withstand the onslaught of these warriors.

The bayonet easily blocked the thief's knife and gun, and with a deafening roar, it plunged into the enemy's chest. The bravery of the officers and soldiers, not to mention the frightening ants who rushed in front, even the pangolins behind were startled, and he looked at the officers and soldiers who pounced on them like tigers out of the cage in horror.

This, is this what he knows about the officers and soldiers?

Aren't the officers and soldiers all weak chickens? Why have they all become tigers now?

This is not the official army he knows at all, when did the official army become so powerful?

If the officers and soldiers in the past were so powerful, how could they have any business.

But the current situation on the battlefield has no room for him to think so much. Originally, he was still commanding the old battalion soldiers in the rear and acting as the capital team, and he immediately commanded these old battalion soldiers to kill them.

Compared with those hungry soldiers, these old battalion soldiers undoubtedly have more combat experience, and their will is also very resolute. Their momentum is not even inferior to that of the officers and soldiers.

After thousands of veteran battalion soldiers were put into the battlefield, the situation on the battlefield was immediately changed. Although the counter-charge of the officers and soldiers was very resolute, and even suppressed the opponent's offensive as soon as they rushed out, the number of thieves was still far more than them, and with the addition of a large number of veteran battalion soldiers, the hand-to-hand combat on the battlefield soon fell into a stalemate.

"Kill!"

When Sun Ermao, who roared and stabbed forward, stabbed the bayonet into the thief's chest, the man fell backwards when he dodged, but the bayonet hit his neck, and the blood sprayed Sun Ermao's body when the bayonet was pulled out, and before he could wipe the blood from his face. At that moment, two thieves rushed to his side and fought him. One thief has a long knife in his hand, the other has a long spear, and although his face is covered with blood, Sun Ermao still fights with the enemy, but when assassinating, he has to beware of the other.

One will use a bayonet to carry a long knife, and another will block a spear, Sun Ermao's spirit is simple and nervous to the extreme, one is not careful, he will die, just at the moment when he finally stabbed an enemy, he only felt a sharp pain in his thigh, and his thigh was stabbed by a thief with a spear,

Pain-stricken, Sun Ermao threw away the rifle, grabbed the spear and pounced on the man, the thief obviously didn't expect the other party to play like this, the moment he was knocked down before he had time to react, he desperately came up and hugged Sun Ermao, tried his best to push him to the ground, and beat his chest with his fist, the two of them fought like this, and Sun Ermao, who was overwhelmed, wanted to turn over several times, but he couldn't turn over. When the thief took out a dagger and wanted to stab him in the chest, he grabbed the wrist of the enemy holding the dagger with one hand, and grabbed his elbow desperately with the other hand, and tried his best to slowly turn the tip of the knife around the enemy, just when the two tried their best to tear and kill, the dagger stabbed into the enemy's neck violently, and slashed, the thief didn't even say a word, he covered his neck and fell, and the blood sprayed Sun Ermao's head and face like a fountain.

When Sun Ermao was lying on the ground panting loudly, the remaining thieves finally collapsed under the counter-charge of the soldiers' bayonets, even the knives of the veterans could not stop them from fleeing backwards, and even simply threw away their knives and guns and knelt on the ground, begging for mercy from the officers and soldiers.

The rout on the battlefield is a contagious technology, and it is those old battalions that were not inferior to the officers and soldiers who were originally imposing, and in the face of such a rout, they also spread their hands and fled backwards.

If you don't run away at this time, you will really lose your life here.