"It's coming, it's coming!"

In the trench, Wang Degong trembled with excitement and looked at the enemy who rushed to him in the blink of an eye.

It wasn't the first time he had fought the enemy in close quarters, but it was the first time he had looked out of the trench from such a strange angle, from his present perspective, leaving only one head in the trench, and the enemy in front of him was all the belly of the horse and countless hooves, rushing towards him.

Frightened, Wang Degong hurriedly retracted his head.

And shout at the same time!

The next moment, the Mongols rushed to the front of the cavalry, only to see countless small black dots suddenly erupting from the suspected horse trap on the ground in front of them.

The Mongols were startled and hurriedly dodged, thinking that this was another hidden weapon of the Song army.

Who knew that this hidden weapon was not thrown at the person, and this small black spot was still in the air by the Song army, and it exploded in front of the eyes of many Mongolians.

In front of the trench of the Song army, like a mime scene being performed, in the smoke and fire that suddenly lit up over the trench, the Mongolian cavalry who rushed to the front row screamed and bloomed with large pieces of blood on their bodies, put on all kinds of unbelievable poses, and fell to the ground.

This is Li Zhejun's unique grenade that comes in handy again.

This Mongolian army was once again caught off guard when it encountered this weapon that was later played out of fame in the War of Resistance Against Japan. Crying and screaming and falling into one.

Even Bayan, who was watching the battle from behind, was so shocked that he almost threw away the telescope in his hand.

Couldn't this Song army have hundreds of artillery pieces, otherwise how could there be such a momentum?

This round of grenades actually created far greater damage than the previous round of artillery, after all, the artillery team under Li Zhe has only more than 40 large and small artillery pieces in total so far, and this grenade is thrown in one round, and the grenades thrown out are more than hundreds.

The charging formation of the entire Mongol front army was stagnant as a whole, giving the Mongols the feeling of being bombarded by hundreds of artillery pieces at close range.

At the same time, the Song army on the chest wall behind him poked out the muzzle of his gun at the same time, and quickly aimed at the enemy, and there was a loud bang, and the entire forward front, several miles long, fired again and again, more than 1,000 muskets were fired in front of the formation, and a white smoke rose out of thin air in front of the entire formation, putting all the barriers on the forward position in the smoke of gunpowder.

In the smoke, screams, angry screams, and the wails of dying struggles intertwined and reverberated into a sad song.

"It's obscene, it's so obscene!"

Wang Degong roared and screamed as he shot at the same time, and he was extremely excited.

He kept running in the trench, running to this side, grabbing the cold and taking the time to shoot, then changing places, running to that side again, poking his head out, and firing again.

The enemy is high, but he is riding on a horse, it is difficult to reach the Song soldiers who are in the trench below, the Song soldiers just need not to be afraid, withstand the psychological pressure of the enemy on their heads, carefully dodge the horses' hooves, and shoot at the enemy one by one.

Wang Degong even felt that even if he only needed a short spear to hide in this trench, he could stab many enemies to death!

He held the musket in his hand, and just kept shooting, loading, shooting, loading, just repeating like this, the heavy cavalry on his head was trapped between these several trenches, unable to run at the speed of the horse, and almost became the target of the Song army!

Only this time, he poked his head out again, and a puff of hot blood with a fishy smell rushed to his face.

At the same time, a huge shadow hung over his head, startling Wang Degong, who instinctively shrank his head, and then saw that it was a corpse of men and horses that had been joined together, sliding over the top of the trench, and the men and horses in it had broken their tendons and broken bones at the same time as they fell to the ground.

But one of the horsemen was shot, and the men and horses overturned at the same time, and still ran forward and slid a long distance, and rolled over the trench, and fell into the ditch, and he was caught in the air, and almost missed his head.

Then he saw that in the white smoke, there was also a trench in which the Song army jumped up and stabbed the long bayonet in his hand at the Mongol rider on horseback.

Wang Degong hurriedly rushed up to help, but he didn't expect an arrow to swish next to him, the Song soldier had just stabbed a heavy cavalryman to death, and was about to jump back into the ditch, but was quick-eyed by a Mongolian on the other side, bent his bow and arrow, and shot him in the head, the tip of the arrow came out of the eye socket, and the cold air was fierce.

Wang Degong hurriedly turned over and retracted into the ditch again, he had already discovered that the essence of this trench war was to be obscene, and to hide himself at all times, and then think about destroying the enemy.

This is the tactics of the Musket Age, which is completely different from the thinking of the Cold Weapon Age in the past, and those stupid birds who hold the cold weapon thinking and act as heroes will most likely die on the battlefield in the next few hundred years.

The Mongol cavalry at the three trenches and the Song army in the trenches stood together in a pool of blood.

There were also anxious Mongol cavalrymen who crossed three trenches in succession and rushed straight to the last breastwork, but when they rushed to the breastwork, they were immediately stabbed by bayonets sticking out of the breastwork.

The forward front of the Song army has become a huge quagmire, and the Song army in the trench formation of the former army and the Tartar cavalry who have lost their horse speed are fighting non-stop in front of the formation.

As time passed, the pressure-free output of the Song army on the chest wall became the focus of the field, and the Mongolian cavalry stagnant in front of the Song army was shot by the Song army behind the chest wall, and the rounds of fire were fired in rows, sweeping the Mongolian cavalry in front of the formation like a storm, and each time a large number of cavalry fell.

For the Song soldiers behind the chest wall, this battle was like shooting a target in ordinary training!

It was difficult for the Mongol cavalry fighting in front of them to threaten them, but the comrades in the trenches in front had already dragged most of their energy.

As a result, their group of people truly became the masters of the battlefield, and round after round of pressure-free output became the most terrifying life chaser for the Mongols!

The Mongols had never fought such a miserable battle, and they had never seen such an obscene way of fighting by the Song army. And the most terrifying thing is that such an obscene Song soldier, the firepower output is becoming more and more terrifying.

The battle lasted less than half an hour, and the frontal Mongol army could no longer hold on.

Bayan, the commander of the Mongolian army, was finally moved, the Mongols were in the rear, there was a long horn sound, and the remaining Mongol cavalry who were still on the horse immediately turned their heads and fled regardless of the horse, just like a flood receded, and the Mongolian cavalry in front of the Song army quickly disappeared, leaving only the corpses of men and horses behind them in the distance.

The muskets and artillery of the Song army have been chasing the Mongols for a long time, and there are even Song soldiers who have jumped out of the trenches from the trench formation to pursue the Song soldiers who are mending their swords.

In the end, when the Mongols completely retreated, the Song soldiers jumped out and stretched out their hands to shout, and the Song army cheered before and after the battle.

As the commander, Li Zhe looked at the back of the Mongols' rapid retreat, but his face couldn't help frowning.