"Up, on." The officer waved his arms in motion, followed by two soldiers.

"Whew." The whistling of bullets was heard, and a soldier had just climbed the slope to show his head when he was hit in the shoulder by a flying bullet and then fell. The people behind hurriedly lowered their bodies.

"Bang. Bang bang. "The Qin army began to fight back.

"Ahh The wounded soldier covered his wounds, blood pouring profusely.

"Medic. Where did the medics die? The soldier shouted.

Private Marton quietly came over to take a look at the situation.

"You, come here." A private grabbed a soldier's hand and held the wound down.

"Wait for the medics." A simple and clear sentence. The soldier waited blankly. The pain was evident on the soldier's face. This is war.

"Come with me. Fast. "Corporal Zhao Cai dragged Marton out of here, if a soldier sees these things, it will make a lot of them stiff, at least psychologically they have to bear a lot of pressure, although the Hun boys have received these things since they were young, but those are cold weapons, compared with the hot weapons battlefield, there is still a great impact. This is how Corporal Zhao Cai went through.

"Woo." They were overwhelmed, and the Dawan people gathered a lot of people, and they seemed to recover from the explosion just now.

"Throw grenades, open passages, hurry." The officer grabbed his grenade and ordered.

"Poof." Corporal Zhao Cai has already done so.

"Whoosh." After throwing out a grenade. Zhao Cai then threw out the second one. The third, and more and more people are getting involved. They kept throwing grenades, as if that was the only way to calm them down.

"Hand cannons. Where is the hand cannon. The officer shouted loudly. That's when they need to suppress their opponent's firepower. Although the flintlock pistol had a limited range, the bullet had a large caliber, and if it hit, it was crippled. Just like the soldier who was shot just now, it is already difficult to save. The only way is to amputate the limb, and if it can save your life, it will be good.

"Hand cannons. Hand cannons. The officer shouted loudly.

"Boom. Rumble. Rumble. "Six hand-gunners were in their positions later, and when they heard the order, they knew they were going to fight. Immediately aim and fire, they can't see the target and can only shoot blindly, anyway, as long as they suppress the opponent's firepower.

"Stop. Come with me. Corporal Zhao only signaled, and then he was the first to cross over, and then he saw a wall and hid behind. Marton followed, holding up the bayonet of his rifle. He looks very brave.

The hand cannons still used their firepower advantage, and Corporal Zhao checked the surrounding situation.

"Whoa." Marton's movements were so excessive that he almost hit the wall.

"Damn, take your bayonets out of the way. He almost stuck me. Zhao Cai said.

"I'm sorry sir. Someone messed me up. Marton said apologetically. Then he looked at what it was and startled him. It was a corpse, half a corpse to be exact, the upper body of a Dawan man, with internal organs flowing all over the ground and being bloody. This made Marton vomit, but he held back. But then he couldn't help it. Because he stepped on the ribs of the corpse, and the boots were all bloody, and he was in the ribs of the other party, and he stepped on that part.

"Whoa." A soldier also came.

"What's wrong with him?" Came over as a private.

"Battlefield discomfort. Same with pregnant women. Vomit. The corporal pulled out his pistol and said. He held a bayonet in one hand. The rifle was carried behind the back, and the Hun soldiers, like the Qin soldiers, were allowed to carry private weapons into battle. After all, doing so strengthens the firepower of the soldiers. The officers will not object.

"Can you throw a grenade? Pregnant woman? Zhao Cai asked.

"Yes. Sir. Marton replied. He felt much better.

"Alright. Throw the grenade and we'll go. Zhao Cai signaled.

"Boom." A grenade exploded. Zhao Cai rushed out with the private, followed by Marton, still holding a long rifle and not taking down his bayonet.

"Bang bang." The dizzy Dawan people who were blown up staggered out, and Zhao Cai gave the other party two blows very unceremoniously. Then they fell to the ground.

"Let's go." Zhao Cai said. More and more Hun soldiers appeared in the back, and they finally came in.

"Bang bang." Dawan kept rushing out and trying to kill them, but Zhao Cai quickly eliminated the other party with a pistol.

"Poof." Just as they were moving on, the privates suddenly fell. They couldn't see what was going on when they fell to the ground.

"Ahh A Dawan man screamed and pounced on Marton's body. The private, however, was stabbed in the abdomen with a bayonet by a Dawan.

"Bang. Bang. "Two shots in a row. The bullets ran out.

And Marton was entangled in two people. Marton's gun was too long. He couldn't react at all, and the opponent's gun could kill him with a bayonet, but fortunately he blocked the opponent's attack.

"Damn it." Zhao Cai went over and grabbed the opponent's head with a bayonet, and a standard throat cut solved the opponent.

"Take the bayonet off. A gun that is too long does not apply here. Zhao Cai dodged and reloaded the bullets, and the people behind him had already followed, and the Dawan people charged frantically, and they initially established a line of fire. But it's also hard for them to move forward. Because there are too many people on the other side. Their forces could not be unleashed.

"Hand cannons. Hand cannons. Hand cannons. The officer shouted loudly from behind, and Marton pushed away the body and unloaded the bayonet. He felt a little better. He aimed and shot, completely unconcerned about the blood on his body.

Inside the headquarters of the 26th Regiment.

"In the morning, we had opened a gap, and today at noon, with our help, we opened a gap for the Dawan people, and they finally rushed in. However, the Dawan people resisted very fiercely, they took advantage of the streets, shot a large number of Dawan cavalry troops, they could not further expand, they could only guard the entrance to prevent the other party from appearing. A staff officer introduced.

"Damn, in that kind of place, how can they have room to exert themselves, and the cavalry is the target when they go in." Meng Kai said.

"But, sir, our progress is also extremely slow, and the Dawan seem to have learned to fight in the streets. They are using the streets and houses to defend little by little, and we are advancing very slowly, and we need to spend too much time clearing the Dawans. The staff officer asked, confused. They have a lot of headaches for street fighting.