Anger can stimulate people's potential, Shen Zijiao's speed suddenly became faster, and even, he jumped up, even people with guns, and pounced on the enemy on the opposite side.

When that face had a master, nailed to the ground by his own spear, Shen Ziqi had the urge to howl.

When the projectile penetrated Shen Zijiao's body, Shen Ziqi didn't feel it at all, his attention was completely in front, the face that was staring at the ground.

"Snort", hearing this sound, looking at the ghost-like expression on that face, Shen Zixiang wanted to laugh, and the strange thing was that this time Shen Zixiang felt that he was really laughing.

He tried to pull the spear out of the dead man, but he couldn't do anything.

After trying harder twice, Shen Ziqi suddenly found that a few drops of splattered blood stuck to his hand holding the handle of the gun, Shen Ziqi was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he should have been shot.

He looked at his body in a panic, and finally, he saw the blur of flesh and blood on his chest, at this moment, Shen Ziqi was a little dizzy, he suddenly lost all his strength, and his legs could no longer support the weight of his body.

At this moment, Shen Zijiao's mind became particularly clear, are you going to die?

Is it just dead?

Shen Ziqi suddenly had a strong regret, but unfortunately, I was left alone...... It's a pity, even I'm going to die, is it possible to complete the mission?

Shen Ziqi was slowly softening, and at the moment when his body turned to the ground, the corner of Shen Ziqi's eyes vaguely seemed to see countless Wu Song guards roaring and rushing in his direction.

Shen Ziqi smiled again, and he felt extremely relieved.

With a "plop" sound, Shen Zijiao's body fell heavily to the ground, and the corners of his eyes, which were no longer conscious, slowly oozed two tears, seeping into the land under his body.

……。

Did Wu Songwei rush up?

Of course not.

If this can easily break through the enemy's position, Wu Songwei will attack for several days, how can there be no progress.

Eight hundred people, from the very beginning, did not think that they would be lucky enough to break through the enemy formation, they just went to die, using their bodies and lives to attract enemy fire.

In exchange for the time of a pillar of incense, it was an assault for Wu Songwei's main force to reduce casualties.

But what Shen saw before he fell was not all hallucinations.

What he saw were survivors of their 800 comrades, his brothers who had not yet been hit.

Shen Ziqi didn't dare to look back, not because he was afraid, but because he left himself a trace of fantasy and expectation, and he hoped that his eight hundred brothers would not be verified by his own eyes...... Die before him.

The night wind was miserable, as if it were whimpering, weeping for these warriors who would sprinkle their blood on the wasteland.

The death squad did not all die, at least more than 200 people, followed Shen Zijiao and rushed to the front of the enemy formation.

Shen Ziqi couldn't hear the movement behind him, because the team members who were following him and behind him were indeed ...... It's all gone, which also causes that when the enemy directly opposite Shen Ziqi raised his gun to shoot at Shen Zijiao, there was no personal guard to block the bullet for Shen Zijiao.

Shen Ziqi was able to rush to the enemy's position, not because of his luck, but because many people died silently for him.

Shen Ziqi is the head of the regiment, and he is also Wu Songwei, no, he is the highest-ranking general of the Northern Expeditionary Army who died in this battle.

The surviving more than 200 daredevils, who were originally about dozens of steps behind Shen Zijiao, were illuminated by the enemy's firelight, and the sorrow in their hearts was incomprehensible to ordinary people when they saw Shen Zijiao fall under the enemy's guns.

It was a kind of despair, a kind of anger, like I could no longer see it...... Wish.

Although everyone knows before setting off that they will die for a lifetime, they always want to live in their hearts.

However, Shen Ziqi fell, so that all the people who were still alive no longer had delusions to live, they had never had these desires...... Die!

It's hard to imagine that when you see the main general who has been following you for nearly ten years, fall down only a few dozen steps away from you, and be indifferent.

Charge, even in the face of the repeating machine guns of later generations, as long as the number of machine guns is not enough to form a blockade, is an extremely effective means of breakthrough. This point has been verified in the later anti-Japanese wars.

The enemy's defensive position, which is more than three miles long, is difficult to form a straight line charge against more than 200 people, without dodging or dodging, and the enemy has no time to carry out a second reload at a distance of dozens of paces.

There were more than 200 people, and when they finally rushed into the enemy's position, there were no less than 200 people.

It can be seen that it is very difficult for a single musket to block a dense charge if it does not form an alternate complementary fire from the top, bottom, front and rear, and this distance is precisely the distance at which the enemy's artillery cannot work.

No matter how strong the position is, once it is rushed into by 200 men, it will cause a wave of chaos, let alone these 200 angry people who are desperate to drain their blood.

If it weren't for the fact that they had run five or six miles before, these two hundred men alone might have been able to defeat some of the enemy.

It's a pity that these people's physical strength is no longer exhausted, and what supports them is only the unwillingness in their hearts and the anger of seeing the Lord die.

But even if it is a wooden man who can be slaughtered, the enemy will always go and kill with a sword, how long will it take to kill all 200 people?

A pillar of incense time!

That's enough.

That's enough!

It was enough for Wu Songwei's main force to run the death distance of five or six miles.

Shen Ziqi and his 800 death squad completed their mission and bought time for a pillar of incense for the main force.

However, this is only the beginning.

The quiet Grand Canal witnessed this night, and the armies of both sides fought bloody battles like wild beasts on the side of Fan Gong Embankment.

The war once again returned to the era of cold weapons, and from the moment the main force of Wu Songwei broke through into the enemy's position, not a single gunshot or cannon could be heard.

This was a large-scale hand-to-hand battle involving tens of thousands of troops on both sides, three or four miles from east to west, and ten miles from north to south, and lasted for more than three hours.

……。

At dawn, the sky lit up slightly.

Yue Le was finally moved.

It wasn't for the fear of death for Shen Ziqi and the 800 death squad under his command, nor for the outbreak of such a huge night hand-to-hand combat that caused the front to almost collapse.

But Yue Le couldn't have imagined that the Southern Barbarian's hand-to-hand combat ability could already compete with his own, and even had a slight upper hand.

Shouldn't this be our forte?

Yue Le let out a long breath, faced the north, and sighed, "Lord Wang, you have miscalculated after all...... The spear against the contradiction against the shield may not be able to play a role in restraint, we have given up our own strengths, and succumbed to the enemy's strengths...... If there are cavalry tonight, not much, 3,000 iron cavalry will be enough to turn the tide of the battle...... This hand-to-hand combat at night completely wiped out our original artillery superiority, and what was shocking was that the Southern Barbarians had the upper hand because their muskets were equipped with spears, which were one foot and seven inches longer than ours...... I hate this defeat so much! ”