The war was brutal, especially the advent of repeating weapons, which completely bid farewell to the face-to-face duel between the two armies. Because a charge against a burst of weapons, while spectacular, must be fundamentally stupid.

Jiang Yong observed the killing on the battlefield in the binoculars, without showing a trace of expression on his face, according to the experience gained on the battlefield in Jiangnan, the enemy's attack may be about to be dispersed, they must have screamed like ghosts, left their wounded companions, and ran backwards.

Speaking of which, this group of Qing troops is already extremely brave, since the battle, their losses in the past few days, I am afraid that there are not 10,000 but 8,000, but they can still launch such a fierce attack without fear of death, which shows that the quality of their soldiers is not bad, even better than the Qing army encountered in Jiangnan.

In the bloody footage of the telescope, the Qing soldiers are generously dying, a body blown down by a row of projectiles from grenades or pierced by crossbow arrows, and falling to the ground, curled up to resist the pull of death. Life is so fragile, especially on this battlefield. The soldiers behind shouted wildly, raising their swords and guns to break through the barrier of death.

Ruthless, the ruthlessness of the battlefield is not like our unhappy marriage and broken love, the ruthlessness on the battlefield is always at the cost of dripping blood.

The shield is useless, and the shield cart is useless when charging, and the role of the cowhide armor is negligible, and the only effect of the so-called chain mail is to slow down the pace of the officers and make them fall behind the soldiers.

In one hour, in just one hour, most of the 5,000 soldiers and horses of the vanguard fell in a pool of blood, and if the casualties could be endured even a hundred meters away from the enemy's position, then the blood within 100 meters could not be beared. only

After only fifty meters of advance, and at this time, with the blows of the dual-purpose grenades of ordinary soldiers, either thrown by hand or thrown with hadrons, the density of artillery fire has not only doubled, and the number of casualties in the smoke of gunfire has increased exponentially. At a distance of fifty meters, the corpses of Qing soldiers were stacked on top of each other, and the blood in the ground also merged into a small trickle, which converged to the low-lying place.

The leading general was dragged back from the front, a thirty mm grenade exploded beside him, and the small magnetic fragments broke through his cowhide armor, and the ring armor worn inside was difficult to block these small things, invading into the flesh, half of the body's clothes were blackened by the explosive gunpowder, and the original bright staff general's clothes were as if rubbed by a black hand, and half of the body inside was blown up bloody, fortunately, it was not a fatal serious injury, but just lost the ability to fight.

As soon as he returned to Vice General Zhou's side, he dragged his crying voice and shouted, "General, you can't rush anymore, you really can't go up ahead, you need to find another way, general...... The brothers ...... "There is a way that men do not flick their tears when they have tears, but they do not reach the sad place."

Vice General Zhou, who led the army, was also a little afraid in his heart, and he could see clearly in the clairvoyant mirror, and if he continued like this, he was worried that his 30,000 soldiers and horses would only be defeated here.

"Quickly help him back to the camp for treatment" and then spread that only the 20,000 men in the rear army would not continue to attack, and asked the survivors of the 10,000 horses in the front army to retreat behind the shield cart 200 meters away.

Soon, this attack of the Qing army was repulsed, and perhaps courage was only one step away from panic. And a general with troops is only at this step until the battle is won or lost. The 30,000 Qing troops faced a one-sided massacre on the ground, and the dense group charge of the 30,000 Qing troops used in this attack failed at the cost of 5,000 casualties, and the Shenzhou army, supported by a good defense system, only killed two observation posts during the shelling.

This is like two people playing chess, Jin Shenghuan's advantage lies in quantity, Jiang Yong's advantage lies in quality, Jiang Yong's strategy is to use superior firepower to kill and delay the enemy's attack on Tingzhou, he only needs to defend for one day, but the three-day battle has consumed two-thirds of the ammunition, and it is really doubtful whether the remaining ammunition can last for another two days. In particular, there are only 400 rounds of artillery shells left in the whole battalion, and at the beginning of the battle, the whole battalion, including the artillery shells carried by the baggage platoon, totaled more than 1,200 rounds.

For Jin Shenghuan, his artillery ammunition is sufficient, there is no problem that he cannot be supplied, and the ammunition brought this time is still consumed like this, and there is no problem in fighting for another six or seven days, and the casualties are only one-tenth, which is not a big deal for him, and the logistics supply is sufficient. At least that's the case now, as long as the opponent's ammunition is exhausted, this Fu Jin Shenghuan can be regarded as a win.

Therefore, this first wave had just retreated, and before the Shenzhou army could clean up the battlefield, capture prisoners or get some feather arrows back, Jin Shenghuan's shelling began again. On the position of the Shenzhou Army, once again only a few observation posts were left, and they were withdrawn into the hidden soldier caves of each squad.

The battle continued in the midst of such slaughter and fighting, fighting and slaughter, until the onset of night. The artillery kept bombarding as every time the Qing army retreated, and the ten soldiers of the Shenzhou Army were also extremely tired at this time, and for a whole day, except for the time when they shrank in the hidden soldier cave during the shelling to breathe, there was no respite for a minute.

The wounded soldiers in front of the position were still gasping for breath**, and some of them couldn't bear it and simply ended their lives with knives, the Qing army couldn't bury their wounded at all, and the snipers would not let go of this opportunity to kill the enemy.

Jiang Yong didn't fire a single shot all day, and he fully understood in his heart that although they prevented the enemy from continuing to attack, their own casualties had reached nearly a hundred, plus the wounded who had been sent back, his battalion was already missing almost a third of the people, and its combat effectiveness was about to be lost. Now the whole battalion has less than a hundred mortar shells,

The first wave of soldiers and horses, with more than 20,000 casualties, completely returned to the camp, and surprisingly the Qing army had no intention of stopping the attack, and another 30,000 soldiers and horses opened the camp, taking over the shield carts that were stained with blood in front of them, all of which had changed color, and another wave of attacks began in the continuous bombardment of artillery.

"Sir, the enemy is attacking again" The platoon commander of the communications platoon ran to report.

Jiang Yong, who had been in command for a day, was really tired, and the last ammunition had already been distributed to the soldiers, so it seemed that there was no need to wait until tomorrow, and tonight was the time for a decisive battle.