Chapter 62: The Battle of the Mud River (3)
After the first wave of tentative attacks, the proud Gunatir decided to dispatch more than 50% of his troops in the second wave of the attack to form more than twice the superior force of the Huaxia army, and strive to completely defeat the Huaxia army before sunset.
Who knows, encouraged by the news of their own sneak attack on Qingyan Village, many tribal leaders felt that they wanted to get a little capital in front of the king, and they stuffed more of their subordinates into the attacking team, and as a result, the number of tribal soldiers in the second wave of attack accounted for more than seventy percent of Gunatir's troops.
Gunatir didn't mind having more people stealing credit at this time, anyway, someone was actively trying to add it, and he didn't interfere at all.
The sight of 10,000 tribal soldiers charging at the same time was as spectacular as the waves of the sea crashing against the shore.
Looking at his boundless soldiers launching a fierce charge like a wild wave, Gunatir suddenly became full of spirit, as if the whole world had been trampled under his feet, and he was the king of the world, and couldn't help laughing: "Haha......"
"It's so spectacular, I'm really scared!" Hu Zhen saw the tribal soldiers rushing towards him, stuck out his tongue and teased, turned his head and ordered the people around him: "According to the original plan, let's act!" ”
This time the tribe launched a general attack charge, and the Huaxia army didn't even fire a single shot at first, but let the tribe soldiers rush over with shouts and shouts.
The tribal soldiers rushed within range of their guns, but the Huaxia army positions did not open fire.
The tribal soldiers were still a little trembling, but the other side did not fire, and they did not have time to think about what the reason was, so they were driven forward by the leader behind them.
Under the strong inertia, the tribal soldiers quickly rushed to the front of the Huaxia army's position.
But the Huaxia army still did not fire, and it was impossible for the tribal soldiers to stop at this time, and they rushed up, jumped into the trench in front of the Huaxia army, or rushed to the gap in the road to the trench, and plunged into the Huaxia army's position.
Strangely, I saw that the trenches dug in the positions of the Huaxia Army were crooked, and the first and second trenches were empty.
Except for many of the tribal soldiers who stepped on the bamboo stick array laid by the Chinese Xia Army, the soles of their feet were stabbed by bamboo sticks, and they screamed in pain, there were no other casualties.
It turned out that the Huaxia Army had dug three trenches in the position, and now the whole army has retreated to the third trench.
The tribal soldiers rushed into the Huaxia army's position without firing a single shot, and in the eyes of the high-ranking tribesmen who were watching the battle behind the position, Gunatir was not surprised by this, and nodded frequently. The others began to slap Gunatir on the back, and Gunatir got carried away for a moment.
Among the high-ranking members of the tribe, only the high priest Rusde felt very strange, but he didn't say a word, holding a monocular and staring at the Huaxia army's position.
The Huaxia army did not fire, but the tribal soldiers did not have so much patience, and after rushing into the position, they searched everywhere, and did not see anything valuable, so they fired indiscriminately into the depths of the Huaxia army's position. Suddenly, there was a loud burst of gunfire and bursts of gunsmoke, and only then did there be a little atmosphere of war.
Due to the barrier protection of the position fortifications, it was difficult for the bullets of the tribal soldiers to hurt the Huaxia army.
At this moment, Hu Zhen was behind the concealment of the third trench, and calmly said to a nervous soldier: "Don't be nervous, wait until you hear my order and then open fire to hit the fuck!" ”
"Yes, Commander-in-Chief,...... Hear your orders, we call...... Beat...... Fuck it! The soldier responded with a nervous stutter, causing the people around him to chuckle.
While Hu Zhen was talking and laughing, thousands of tribal soldiers had cleared many obstacles, flooded into the second trench, and quickly rushed to the front of the third trench.
All the Huaxia soldiers entered their respective positions and pointed their weapons at the tribal soldiers.
Hu Zhen raised his hand and shouted: "Fire!" ”
Suddenly, three red flares rushed into the sky.
"What is this?" When the high-ranking members of the Wanna Gang saw these three flares, their eyes were immediately attracted by the flares, and their eyes turned into the air with the flares.
The charging tribal soldiers were also attracted by the three red flares, and many of them stopped and looked up at the sky with their necks open.
When the soldiers of the Huaxia Army saw these three signal flares, they knew that the time had come, and almost simultaneously pulled the trigger of the weapon in their hand.
Death erupts like a storm!
Mortars, recoilless guns, heavy machine guns, light machine guns, a rain of rifle bullets and grenades swept through the crowd of tribal soldiers in front of them!
Bullets burrow into the human body at high speed, tearing flesh and bones; The explosion threw human bodies and weapons into the air, and then smashed them down.
The tribal soldiers with endless heads were still enthusiastic and heroic just now, and only then did they realize that they were not as good as a grain of sand in front of these explosive and powerful weapons.
No matter how many people and horses there are in the army of Wanna, in the frenzy of bullets and explosions of steel weapons, they are all leaves fluttering in the forest, and when the storm comes, only scattered and scattered.
The sound of artillery, gunfire, and explosions overshadowed the entire mud river battlefield, and the gunpowder smoke suddenly rose from the ground like a poisonous mushroom forest, covering the sight of the high-ranking personnel of the Wanna Soil Gang who were watching the battle.
"How so? What's going on......"
Gunatir's eyes cracked and he let out a hoarse shout, but he was drowned out by the frantic noise of the battlefield, and the people behind him did not answer, and could not answer at all. In the endless sound of gunfire, even if someone answered, Gounatir could not hear it.
High Priest Rusd's eyes almost fell out as he watched this unprecedented scene, but he was the first of the high-ranking members of the Wannatu Gang to be clear-headed, and he ignored Gunatir's thunderous movements, and slowly retreated in his footsteps, and finally disappeared into the woods.
In the woods, one and a half thousand soldiers of Vagad were waiting.
When Lasd saw Vagad and the others, he immediately waved his hand.
Vagad suddenly understood, and commanded his subordinates to walk out of the forest, gradually moving away from the battlefield of the Muddy River.
"No, it can't be like this......"
Gunatil went mad, he screamed and shouted, and forced his subordinates to immediately lead a reserve attack to save the 10,000 tribesmen from the rain of shells.
However, at this time, the tribal soldiers who rushed to the rescue were just sent to death, to no avail, and the crowd of tribal soldiers who were forced to rush up became the first to flee and run wildly. The big and small leaders did not dare to be strong, and hurriedly blended into the crowd to escape the powerful artillery and shell rain of the Huaxia Army that seemed to be about to destroy the world.
The tribal soldiers trapped in the rain of artillery shells desperately wanted to flee outside, but the two trenches dug by the Huaxia army became a talisman for thousands of tribal soldiers at this time.
Due to the obstruction of the trench, the tribal soldiers who escaped from the hail of bullets could only desperately rush towards the limited number of gaps in the trench.