Between the heavily surrounded Rongyang City and Bishui Pass, under the Gubai Ridge near the Yellow River, it has been shrouded in a thick night.

The extraordinarily wet land after the heavy rain was trampled again in a large muddy trail as the team flooded the field like a tide in the bleak night.

And in the direction they were entering, in the moist air filled with moisture, even the light of the lights between the patrol camp and the watchtower became much dimmer.

Just half an hour later,

The front end of the submarine tide had already hit the outermost police post of the Henan Special Army camp, and the empty cans that were pulled on the ground with strings were particularly harsh in the silence of the night.

The alarmed wooden watchtower also began to explode with fire, which was different from the cannon sound seen before, but it was louder than the ordinary firecracker.

The clattering sound of one after another continued to bombard the dark tide of shadows of the figures, splashing into patches of blood, and at the same time, briefly illuminating their silent and hideous faces.

The small revolver cannon that was erected on the sentry tower was called the Huai-style big gun, and the cannon was actually just a larger caliber shotgun, and the lead particles and iron slag that were shot out were only killed within twenty or thirty steps, or even

But the victory is that the coverage is large enough, and the six wheels can be quickly sprayed with raindrops of lead to suppress the range of a sector.

Although it may not be able to penetrate the neatly protected iron armor, hitting the exposed hands, faces and necks is enough to kill people or lose their combat effectiveness by breaking the skin and flesh.

In addition, the crowds that rushed forward and crouched behind the horses and low walls, and began to form a battalion with guns, these crowds of people who rushed forward and backward in batches in a rather orderly manner seemed to have begun to encounter some kind of invisible resistance and push, and they fell backwards and fell to the ground in an irrepressible cry of pain and wailing.

And only the fastest runners, who have already touched the front of the barracks, can jump off the trench and appear under the camp wall unabated, swinging their knives and slashing at the fire guns sticking out from above, or pulling hard with all their body weight to force down to disrupt the radial order behind the low wall, and then waiting for the opportunity to climb over and kill into it??.?? `

It's just a pity that they have been able to achieve very little.

Then, he was forced to gain a foothold by the spearheads poked down from above, and could only retreat back into the trench, or dodge before being confronted or head-on, stabbing a few holes that suddenly spurted blood, and dejectedly grabbed the low wall and dragged out a bloody stain and slid down.

Then a group of things with a little sparkle of fire were also thrown into the turbid water in the trench, and in a series of crisp popping sounds, the people in the trench, whether dead or wounded, were illuminated and ignited by the fire that quickly evaporated and spread.

At this moment, as long as there is still strength, all of them are screaming and screaming with a large ball of fire on their bodies, struggling and climbing, trying to escape from this terrible scorching hell.

The enemies who then broke through the barrage and rushed to the edge of the trench were also completely illuminated with their faces and figures, and in their frightened and stunned expressions, they were densely knocked down by the nearby flames of fire.

But instead of retreating, they lifted the corpses of the fallen front row as ready-made cover and footsteps taken from the spot, and then rushed over the relatively narrow trench again in the face of the hail of bullets from close range.

Although many fell to the bottom of the ditch again, screaming in the light of the unextinguished embers, many more stepped on the corpses and wounded that had been left behind, broke through the sparse barrage and wooden barracks, and in the blink of an eye they were killed in front of the low wall made of earthen ramparts.

Thrown in front of him were a glittering silver axe, pike, and throwing knife. Suddenly, the soldiers behind the wall who had just finished a round of fire were splashed with blood and light under the sudden control, and they became much more uneven.

But the rest of the guns, according to the training and drill rules engraved in their bones, reflexively castrated, without hesitation, stabbed the spikes under the guns' mouths at the enemies in the front row.

Then, the moment they came back, the enemy surging in the front row was the rice bushes that had been cut by the sickle, and they suddenly toppled and peeled off, and in the meantime they were also stabbed or cut down by the enemy who climbed up with some guns??.?? `

At this time, the white soldiers, who were waiting in the rear, also got up in time and filled the gaps everywhere like flowing water, and then replaced the position and defense line of the original guns.

I saw them slash and stab the enemy with their hands, and smash away or block the enemies who climbed up the barricades; In the other hand, he grabbed a knife and chopped it on the legs, feet, ankles that the enemy could not protect.

Or with a single short spear, he propped up the enemy's body, allowing it to pierce under its own weight, and then at the moment when the splattered blood was about to flow down the pole, Qi Qi pushed them out of the wall and fell on top of the heads of those enemy soldiers.

Everything seems to be so smooth and seamless. Then, the two sides became separated by a chest-high low wall, facing each other and fighting back and forth.

As a result, the corpses piled up more and more under the low wall, piled higher and higher, and even filled in the trenches and repelled horses, and became a ramp that could easily be washed up the low wall.

Then, it was this low wall, which was not too tall to be chest-high, and was so high that it could easily step over the past, but it became an incomparably desperate and depressing obstacle and dead line for these raiding Northern Army soldiers.

In this way, in the fierce struggle and tug-of-war, they staggered and entangled with each other in rows, until they died and fell inside and outside the wall, staining the wall of this earthen fortress with blood into a thick dark sauce.

Then I don't know how long it took, how many people died in the front and back, and many northern troops who were fighting hard actually felt that there was a loosening in front of them, and those enemy soldiers who were stubbornly resisting behind the wall turned around and rushed backwards one after another.

Then, at the sound of the trumpet, they crouched and knelt down one after another, and sat down on the muddy ground, which could not help but make the soldiers of the Northern Army who pursued the wall stunned and surprised, and laughed loudly to boost their morale. Could it be that this is a new posture for these southern barbarians to give up resistance and surrender on the spot?

Then, there were people who were particularly experienced or had been in battle for a long time, and they roared or shouted, pushing and urging the soldiers around them.

"Don't stop," he said.

"Rush up ......"

"Entangle them ......"

"Don't give...... Opportunity for the enemy to release his guns"

However, it was already a little late at this moment, and I saw that not far away, dozens of paces away, there were already figures in the dim firelight, and I don't know how many gunners had rearranged their formations according to the horizontal formation of several rows in front and back, and under the cover of darkness and tents, they quietly looked and raised their guns to aim at these incoming enemies.

Except for the rustle of armor rubbing in the wind, there was not even any noise or superfluous noise, and if you didn't pay attention to it, you would even think that where they were, it was just a group of dead objects and statues connected with the tents, chariots and horses.

Only the moment they shouted the command and exhaled in unison could one feel the sound of the wind and the sudden chaos of the fire. And in the face of these little and continuous spikes and spikes reflecting on the northern army, they couldn't help but feel a little fluctuating and chaotic because of their morale.

First, those who shouted and cheered took the brunt of it, and they were knocked down by the projectiles that they didn't know where they were fired, thus opening the prelude to the successive rounds of firing.

Then, driven by the encouragement of the previous shouts within the wall and the subsequent inertia, these attacking soldiers of the Northern Army were extremely brave, pouring in like waves, and were knocked to the ground by rows of lead rain barrage.

In the rapidly spreading and piling up of corpses everywhere, they could not even break through the loose line of white soldiers squatting on the ground, and they were sparsely intercepted, holding their legs and feet and turning into more newly fallen corpses.

It wasn't until the horn of the regrouping was sounded in the rear that the remaining enemies outside the wall woke up like a dream, and they all wrapped their bodies that had become much thinner, and retreated wildly in despair.

However, this is not a safe path and path with his back to the enemy, but in the process of retreating, although people are constantly knocked down by the flying lead pellets, no one is willing to turn back and face it.

This night was also a tragic night, as the garrison of the Henan Special Army, almost all the huge joint camps were attacked by several nights; And in the spread of fireworks, only the northwest corner where the former army was located was still in the intensifying fighting sound, maintaining this relative gloom and peace.

It's like a black hole and a silent zone in the fireworks of this joint venture, easily swallowing and dissipating any enemy forces that attack or break into this area and direction.

And after dawn, it was also the first to send a relatively neat pursuit force, and the enemy reinforcements who came to meet again encountered and exchanged fire several times......

A day later, in the Bishui Pass, the military camp of Xiaoguancheng,

In the temporary garrison of the Divine Label Army, which had high hopes, there was a strange atmosphere.

"The court has a very useful ...... for raising you"

Cui Bo, the leader of the army, was punching and kicking a craftsman who accompanied the army, and the other party who was beaten violently screamed in mourning

"Most of the guys who built it can't hit the big rain when it encounters it......"

"It's better to use a burning stick on top ......"

"And the Nankee is still in good use there,"

"After a few rounds of fighting, I lost a lot of ......."

"Please also ask General Cui Zuo to calm his anger......"

Another cowering voice argued

"It's really because of poor storage, most of the sub-medicines are soaked in moisture......

"It's just that now there is a corresponding canopy in the city. Not afraid of getting wet from the rain"

"If the southern barbarians come to attack this time, they will let you know the power of our firearms