But at this time, the military dogs arranged by the British came into play. They barked.

"All units pay attention! All units pay attention to vigilance! Anti-infantry directional mines get ready! Artillery loading shotgun ready! As soon as Camp Commander Richard heard the barking of the military dogs, he immediately picked up a microphone and shouted, and Colonel Edward Stamford, who was about to leave, also stopped.

"They're coming!" Colonel Edward Stamford said, his eyes wide open, trying to see through the fog and see behind the fog. Of course, the fog had not yet lifted, and he could faintly see the distance of twenty or thirty meters ahead.

After the barking of dogs, the Irish naturally knew that the British were already on guard at this time. But they still spread out in a loose formation, holding explosives bags and blasting canisters to move on.

Visibility is only about 20 meters, and at most 30 meters. One dash and you can rush up. In this era, there were no weapons of mass destruction such as machine guns, and the only alternative was anti-infantry directional mines such as cannons and broadswords.

Of course, the density of fire density of these two things is very sufficient, but the fire duration is much worse. If the enemy rushes up with a large group of people at once, then these things are no worse than machine guns at all. But if the enemy does not have many people in the first wave, and after one round, the second wave immediately comes up again, then the continuity of fire in this configuration is very problematic.

What's more, the barbed wire fence was forty or fifty meters from the fortress. This is a good distance in normal times, and at this distance, rifles, directional mines, artillery shotguns all have a fairly good hit rate.

But at this time, the barbed wire fence was hidden in the fog and completely invisible.

The British hung a lot of bells on the barbed wire, and as long as the bell rang, it meant that someone was making the barbed wire. However, this design is aimed at nighttime conditions. When movement is heard at night, searchlights shine through, and rifles, artillery shotguns, and directional mines can fire as needed. But at this time, it was a thick fog, and the searchlights were useless at this time.

The Irish soon got to the barbed wire. They took the wire cutter out of their backpack, carefully removed the bell from the barbed wire, and then used the wire cutter to break the wire and cut the gaps in the barbed wire.

Of course, in the midst of this, someone still rang the bell.

"Sir? What to do? Camp Commander Richard asked.

"Shoot, let the soldiers shoot where the bell rings! But directional mines and artillery don't move yet! Colonel Edward Stamford said.

So the British began to shoot crackling. It was only because they could not see the target, so these blind shots did not hinder the fighters of the Irish Independence Army too much.

"Don't worry, Jerry, the British are just emboldening themselves." A little behind, Matra, the platoon commander of the Independence Army, armed with a blaster, whispered to the soldier next to him, holding a rifle with a bayonet in his hand.

"I know, I'm not nervous." The warrior replied, his hand gripping the rifle tightly, the knuckles of his fingers a little white from the force.

Matera smiled and didn't say anything more, instead turning his gaze back to the widening gap in the barbed wire.

"Let the soldiers put on their bayonets." Colonel Edward Stamford said, "The enemy is coming at once!" We will most likely have to fight with bayonets! ”

The order was conveyed, and the British soldiers began to load their bayonets and were ready to break out of the trenches and engage in a bayonet battle with the Irish rebels.

"Our level of bayonet warfare is not comparable to that of the traitors, and we will definitely be able to win by bayonet warfare." Colonel Edward Stamford cheered his subordinates on. But at the same time, he scolded the damn weather in his heart. Because he knew that training in bayonet battles was important, but morale was even more important. Judging from his experience with the Irish, it is true that the level of training of the Irish is mostly not as good as that of the British army, even if it is the "main force" of Ireland; But their morale was surprisingly high, even among the rebels.

A team, if the morale is high enough, then it can sustain more casualties in white-knuckle combat. And white-knuckle warfare, as long as there is no situation where the morale of one side collapses and then is chased and cut by others, the exchange is not much bigger than in any case. Colonel Edward Stamford was sure that in a hand-to-hand battle of equal numbers, the exchange ratio would prevail. However, he only has more people here, and there are tens of thousands of traitors! If the losses in the white-knuckle battle are large, the commander of the city defense, General Wilson, will definitely find his own trouble......

At this time, some faint figures had already appeared in the sight of the British army. These sparse figures rushed towards the British position, throwing grenades at the British side.

The British fired at the men or threw grenades at them. Many Irishmen were knocked to the ground, but because the distance between the two sides was too close, some Irishmen rushed up with explosive bags and blasting canisters. Then, with a loud explosion, some bunkers, along with the British troops in the bunkers, flew into the sky in the explosion.

At this time, more figures were revealed in the fog!

"Fire, fire! Use directional mines! Battalion Commander Richard shouted.

The artillery further back rang out, shotguns knocked some of the Irish to the ground, and some directional mines rang out. However, because a wave of explosives and blasters from the Irish in front of them also damaged a lot of directional mines, this round of salvos, although it caused a lot of losses to the Irish, did not stop them from continuing to rush forward. And by this time, the artillery and directional mines of the British did not have time to fight the second round.

In fact, even the number of Irishmen who rushed up in the second round was not particularly large. It was only because of the thick fog and the influence of nervousness that the British would make the illusion that there were many people rushing up this round. But in this round of shelling and directional mine bombardment, not as many Irish died as the British thought.

"Get on the bayonet! Counter-shock! Artillery covers the area of target number two! Looking at the Irishman who had rushed up again, Colonel Edward Stamford ordered.

If the Irish were to rush up again, a bag of explosives, the losses would have been too great. So Colonel Edward Stamford decided to immediately fight back with a bayonet and knock the Irishman down.

Now under the influence of the degenerate French, the martial virtues of the European armies, which were originally abundant, have gradually degenerated, and even such martial virtues as fighting bayonets have begun to become unbearable.

In the old days when "bullets are stupid, bayonets are heroes" were full of martial virtues, everyone honestly spoke with bayonets. That's the pure masters, the real men! But now, the rules have been broken by the French, who invented the obscene tactics of mixing bayonets and shotguns in bayonet battles, bayonets controlling distances, and then spraying people in the face with trolls, making the current fighting bayonet, nominally called fighting bayonets, but in essence it has become a fighting troll. It's really a Fera unbearable, a Fira unbearable!

Now all of Europe, including England and Ireland, was affected by the French's unbeatable tactics, so their bayonet teams were almost the same, basically two rifles with bayonets and one pump-action shotgun. So the battlefield suddenly rang out with the thud of a shotgun.

At the same time, the British artillery was constantly shelling the passage where the Irish reinforcements might come up, shelling them with shrapnel shells. To say this, the complete blind shelling was of course inefficient, but it still caused certain difficulties for the attack of the follow-up troops of the Irish, so the British still reluctantly relied on bayonet battles to force back the Irish rebels and hold the first line of defense.

After repelling the first round of attacks from the Irish, Colonel Edward Stamford saw that the fog was gradually lifting, and left the front line to return to his regimental headquarters. As soon as he entered the regimental headquarters, he was told: "Regimental commander, General Wilson told you to go to the headquarters immediately." ”

Colonel Edward Stamford immediately rushed to General Wilson's headquarters.

At this time, several other regimental commanders had already arrived. Seeing that Colonel Edward Stamford had also arrived, General Wilson said, "Now that everyone is here, let everyone tell us about the situation on their defensive line." ”

With the exception of Greve's Regiment, which was the general reserve, all the other regiments began to account for the attacks they had received and their losses today. Basically, either the ammunition consumption is huge, or, the loss of personnel is very large. Individual units even lost their positions.

"You've noticed that because of the weather, there are some things that we didn't expect." General Wilson said, "It is difficult to say whether this fog will continue tomorrow." If the weather continues like this in the next few days, our situation will be very dangerous at the rate of casualties and ammunition consumption today. Do you have any suggestions for this? ”

"I suggest that we send immediate telegrams to Dublin and Galway asking for reinforcements. Otherwise, if foggy weather continues, it is likely that there will be serious problems with our defenses. Colonel Edward Stamford spoke immediately.

"However, the task given to us from above is to hold on here for at least a month so that reinforcements from home can arrive, and then ......," said another regiment commander.

"Today my regiment has not lost its position, and has killed quite a few rebels, but my regiment alone has lost almost seventy men this morning, and there are probably nearly a hundred wounded and at least temporarily incapacitated. If there were a few more such fogs, my entire regiment would be incapacitated. I just heard the results of your report, and the loss is not less than mine. In my experience in Ireland over the years, heavy fog is not uncommon during this season. So it is entirely possible that there will be fog for several days in a row, and once such a situation occurs, it is not impossible to lose it, is it necessary for us to make such a gamble? ”