Three horse-rejecting piles more than 20 meters long were stacked together in dense horizontal rows, firmly blocking the gap.

Between all the stakes, they were tightened with iron wires, and wooden sticks the thickness of their arms were tied and smashed into the frozen ground to fix their positions.

The shelling on the 6th of January provided enough shrapnel to the three cities outside the gates, and the edges of these shrapnel were as sharp as jagged blades, and they were also smashed into the wooden pillars of the horse-rejecting stakes, shining in the sunlight with a palpitating cold light.

Moreover, on the wooden stake, there are circles of thin iron wires twisted irregularly everywhere, and two sharp short iron wires are wound and fixed on them, just like countless thistles growing on the horse rejection pile.

"Shoot! Move out of the horse rejection stake now! ”

Shirakawa Yoshinori saw the Imperial soldiers crowded in front of the horse rejection pile, knocked down by the Qing army's bullets in rows, and stood behind and shouted desperately: "Long live the Emperor!" ”

"Long live the Emperor!"

The Japanese soldiers who heard this roar suddenly turned their eyes red as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and in the face of the dense bullet flow, they grabbed the place where the horse-rejecting stakes could be accommodated with both hands, and desperately shook the horse-rejecting stakes blocked in front of them, trying to break them and tear them apart.

It's just that the adhesive bite of this kind of steel, how can it be pulled by manpower?

"The Emperor ——,!"

A Japanese soldier yelled at the top of his lungs while desperately pulling a horse rejection stake.

However, the wires connected to each other made him unable to move even a single inch with all his strength, and his body was suddenly pushed by a soldier who was shot in the thigh next to him, and his right hand hit a piece of shrapnel with sharp edges, screaming and pulling back his right hand violently, and in the blood splash, half of his palm was cut off.

"Yaga!"

At this time, Machida Jingyu had already rushed over, and the soldiers behind him were still pouring towards the gap.

Piled up into a dense sea of people.

Machida Jingyu, who was squeezed into the crowd, shouted angrily 'Wow Wow' and ordered: "Move out of the horse rejection pile, move out immediately!" ”

"Flip over, turn over from above!"

Seeing that they really couldn't shake these horse-resisting piles, the Qing army in the gap even fired rows of bullets, killing rows of Japanese soldiers in front of this short battle line of only eighteen or nineteen meters

In a short time, several layers of corpses had already piled up.

Shirakawa Yoshinori yelled: "Turning over the pig is to run away!" Long live the Empire, long live the Emperor, warriors! ”

"Long live the Empire, long live the Emperor!"

"Ahh

Three rows of horse-repelling piles, piled up to a distance of three meters wide, were full of shrapnel and thistles like knives.

More than 20 stupid Japanese soldiers, shouting that they had not yet climbed the first row of horse-rejecting piles, they were either killed by bullets, or they were cut by blades and wire stabs, and they were cut and churned miserably, like beasts falling into a pit, struggling and fluttering and slowly bleeding the last drop of blood.

"Brothers, fight!"

Seeing that the black pressure pressed a large area of Japanese troops, they were blocked in the gap and did not move an inch.

The soldiers of Dongluo, the north wing, and the east breastwork were all happy. They would never have thought that these simple-looking horse-rejecting stakes would be so perverted, and they would simply block these thousands of Japanese soldiers with nowhere to claw.

So they were all in high spirits, and they all yelled and accelerated their shooting.

"Ahh

At this time, the Japanese troops, piled up in the gap, like a big onion with a long tail, were peeled off layer by layer by the Qing soldiers with fierce gunfire.

"Immediately leave the gap and climb through the breastwork on both sides! Edge soldiers shoot cover. ”

At this time, Machida Jingyu finally understood the horror of the three rows of simple horse-rejecting piles in front of him, and the remorse in his heart was like a poisonous snake, and he yelled and gave a new order.

However, the breastwork wall with a height of almost two meters is obviously not something that can be climbed over with a single sentence.

"Part of the soldiers lay down in the gap, squatted and shot, and the rest immediately scattered to both sides! Kill these ——,—"

"Woooo

"Bang, bang, bang—"

Shirakawa Yoshinori, who had already rushed to the horse rejection pile, was yelling and giving an order, when a bullet spun at high speed, screeched into his eye, and shot out from the back of his head with a slice of flesh and brain.

"Sentry Chief, why are these horse rejection stakes so sharp!"

A group of Dagu artillerymen standing next to Luo Huafei looked at the gap in the horse-rejecting pile two or three hundred meters southeast of the city in shock, and they all opened their mouths and gasped.

"Mother, I heard Liu Gangzi talk about Nanguanling before, I thought he was bragging, thousands of Japanese soldiers couldn't cross a horse rejection pile, and they were obediently killed to the point of blood? Tsk, tsk, tsk——, what a cow! ”

Luo Huafei smashed his mouth in distraction.

Looking at the Japanese soldiers who were blocked in front of the horse rejection stake, screaming in despair and miserable, and the blades that flashed with cold metal in the sun, Luo Huafei couldn't help but shiver in pain.

"Sentry chief, isn't it impossible for the Japanese soldiers to attack, so let's fight a few fights! So many ** people are erected there, this shuttle Green cannons past, we still have to kill him with a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood? ”

A cannon with a mouth full of regret woke up Luo Huafei.

"Hit! Why not fight! ”

Luo Huafei suddenly roared.

In 1876, Joseph Gliden, an American shepherd boy, invented barbed wire with thorns, which has been used simply to separate grasslands from crops and prevent sheep from stealing crops.

It has not really been used in modern warfare so far.

Therefore, for this improved version of the 'mutated barbed wire defense line' that saves wire, not to mention Luo Huafei above the North Wing City, even Angus and Bruce, who were standing behind the bunker outside the joint command department, watching the battle, were also shocked.

In Angus's vision, this child's play of rejecting the horse-stake line could not stop the Japanese attack at all.

A few vices, or a long plank with a ladder as a bridge.

Or even more directly, throw a bag of explosives to detonate.

It can be easily done, and these wooden stakes become completely useless ornaments.

Angus's mistake is that he knew in advance about the existence and detailed construction of the rejection pile, so all he had in mind was a solution.

However, the attacking Japanese troops at this time, as soon as they saw the huge gap opened by the artillery, as well as the row of wooden stakes standing horizontally and vertically, they all screamed excitedly, and rushed over to break through the Qing army's position in one fell swoop and achieve a great victory.

Where to prepare what vices, long planks, or bags of explosives.

"With this line of defense, it is extremely difficult for the Japanese army to break through unless they are willing to pile up the bridge with corpses!"

Bruce looked a little distracted.

"It's just a trick, but the effect is amazing;"

Anglo looked disappointedly at Luo Hua Feishao, who was in the southeast of the North Wing City, and said: "Although discipline is very important, as an excellent general, you must also learn to judge the situation and be flexible on the battlefield. ”

"Da Da Da-"

As soon as Anglo said this, he heard a series of crisp popping sounds in his ears.

He turned his head in surprise and saw that from the Green cannon on the south wall of the north wing of the city, a golden streamer, like a long whip in the hand of God, was drawn towards the swarming Japanese soldiers at the gap.

"Ahh

On the bodies of the Japanese soldiers piled up in front of the horse-rejecting pile, blood splattered and fell in pieces.

And the bullets that hit the horse-rejecting stake burst the sections of wooden sticks to pieces, accompanied by the snow foam, and at the sixteen-meter gap, there was a scarlet fog band.

"Retreat, retreat! Cover the retreat! ”

At this time, Machida Jingyu finally accepted the fate of the failure of the assault in humiliation, and shouted to order the troops to withdraw from this ghost domain surrounded on three sides.

"Retreat, retreat—"

Captain Yoshinori Shirakawa, who was standing near the horse rejection pile, was screaming loudly, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and his vision was clear.