Seeing that the volley of the revolver did not stop the charge of the Qing soldiers, Li Gang understood that it had now reached the most critical moment. "Directional lightning strike" is Li Gang's last killer feature.

The Qing soldiers, who had just been slightly restrained by a salvo of pistols, were bombarded with a total of fifteen directional mines in three directions. After a loud landslide, 10,000 debris were fired simultaneously in each direction (each directional mine was 2,000 small fragments, five in each direction). The flying fragments at close range were like an invisible scythe, knocking down the densely charged people in pieces, which was almost unbearable damage for people.

A corpse fell to the ground, rolling in pain, desperately covering its blood-spurting wounds, and its mouth emitted the most terrifying roar of death. The people succumbed to the wrath of steel, and lay down on the ground in obedience, when the light of the sun had dimmed slightly, and the bloody battle of the afternoon had gone from about four o'clock to seven o'clock in the evening.

The infantry did not leave their positions, and the last of them stood among the trees that looked like little hats. When the directional mine exploded, they shot the last bullet in their rifles, but it was too late to reload their rifles, so they held their revolvers and prepared for a final fight.

Now there were still more than fifty people left in the position, and the Qing army had recovered from the blows of directional mines, and charged forward again, the distance of thirty meters was really not worth mentioning, although they encountered a volley of revolvers, but this sparseness did not make them stop or pause at all.

Li Gang glanced at the sun, which was not very high, he knew very well that he had completed the task, he looked back and saw that now the snipers had all retreated, and only his infantry platoon was left here. He glanced at all the remaining dozen soldiers, and said in a hoarse voice: "The infantry platoon retreats as planned. They were clearly out of the way, and a dozen or so scouts hung the iron rings on their armors on ropes, and their fallen or wounded comrades were reported in their arms, and they slid down the hill with a quick line.

When the green figure slid over the hillside, the Qing soldiers who were still climbing up the hillside shot long arrows or birds, but for the fast-sliding figure, the accuracy of their shooting was not worth mentioning.

Li Gang smiled, now he was the only one left in the entire position, and the place where he was was was only a small forest of about twenty square meters. The iron ring on his body was already fastened to a rope, and in one hand he held a dog-leg knife, and in the other hand he held a rope, which was the firing line of a lime grenade tied to the surrounding trees.

The Qing soldiers were already running close. Even Li Gang could clearly see the sweat on the faces of the Qing soldiers who had come not far away. They. When they saw that he was the only one, they could hardly believe their eyes, and they all held up their knives and guns, and just shouted: "Don't shoot arrows, catch them alive." ”

Li Gang smiled coldly, pulled the fire line in his hand violently, and then said loudly: "Everyone, it's too polite, don't send it, I'll leave." ”

"Boom...... Boom ......" burst into sounds, and a large cloud of white mist enveloped the entire grove. In the white ashes, the Qing soldiers coughed, covered their eyes and squatted on the ground.

Night came to the world again, Jiang Yong looked at the last ray of light in the sky with some emotion, according to the reconnaissance Qing army brigade had already boarded the sniper ridge, seeing that they had no intention of further marching except for a small part of the horse team to search in this direction.

"Report to the commander, the reconnaissance platoon has completed the blocking mission and came to report."

Jiang Yong was happy in his heart, he listened to the hoarse voice, and estimated that Li Gang must have been dumb because he shouted too much. He was happy in his heart, and he was about to make a few jokes about him, so he turned around and smiled: "Li Gang......" nodded affirmatively, "Well!" Okay, I know this kid is okay. ”

But when he turned around, he lost hope, he was not Li Gang. The green armor was full of mottled marks, and there was even a piece of shrapnel stuck in his body.

Jiang Yong was a little sad, stretched out his hand to take down the shrapnel for his subordinates, and said in a deep voice: "What about Li Gang? Where is he? What are your casualties? ”

"Report to the commander, Platoon Commander Li died due to his injuries, we fought for half an afternoon, with more than 20 casualties, including four snipers and 20 infantry, and the equipment was not lost, and the report was completed."

After being confirmed, Jiang Yong fell silent, and the deputy platoon commander was still standing upright, his bright eyes staring at his commander, and he noticed that tears slowly flowed down Jiang Yong's cheeks. I only heard Jiang Yong say in a deep voice: "Okay, you go down and rest, tell the soldiers to rest well, and there will be a bloody battle here tomorrow, because we have no way out, and behind us is Tingzhou." ”

The deputy platoon commander saluted and turned away, leaving Jiang Yong looking at his back in a daze.

"Yes, ...... tomorrow" Jiang Yong groaned for a while, and also walked out of his shelter, he wanted to see the layout of the position, it seems that the protection needs to be strengthened.

Now the hill bag guarded by Jiang Yong's department is only ten miles away from Tingzhou, here is a small hill bag close to Tingzhou, and behind it is the small plain that Tingzhou has, and there is almost no danger to defend. Therefore, Jiang Yong sent people to escort the captives here in advance to build two strong arc-shaped fortifications, and the two ends of the fortifications stretched out under the steep cliffs on both sides of the road.

The coarse wood that had just been cut down, not even the branches and leaves had been removed, but had been tied together by sturdy rattans, and buried on both sides with earth dug out of the trenches, forming a wall-like shape, and had been reserved for firing at the battlements. Now, except for the people who had just returned from Sniper Ridge, the rest of the people were sweating and raining down on the fortifications.

The strongholds of the positions were formed by crossbows and grenade launchers, sunk in the fortifications specially dug for them, revealing only half a man's height. Behind the ballista was a long line of ground leading to the second line, which was the gateway for their retreat and the way to transport ammunition forward, surrounded by trenches to defend them. The wooden rafts made of thick logs are fixed with a thick layer of earth, and the walls made of them enclose them, front and back, left and right, and from a distance they look like graves in the field.

Jiang Yong shook his head and spat out, feeling that it was a little unlucky to think so.