"Mud legs, isn't it just a bunch of mud legs, why can you fight so well?"

In order to fight for a crossroads on an important road, Paudan had already sent three waves of 100-man troops, but he could not gnaw down the positions defended by dozens of Elta army soldiers on three sides of the intersection. I thought that after consuming the bullets of the guns in their hands, they would be able to use the crowd tactics to take down this stubborn stone, but in fact, it was not so easy at all.

At first, Paudan thought that white-knuckle combat in the city would have a decisive advantage for his former soldiers. However, most of the small squads of the Elta Army's offensive force have been strengthened with light machine guns, and a chain of non-dispersed bullets of the Type 67 machine gun can make the dense charge of the 100-man level come to naught.

What made Paudan even more irritating was that among the soldiers of the Demon Spear Team and the soldiers of the Elta Army, the side with high hopes was the most often defeated. The magic powder gun may not be weak compared to the length of five or six and a half, but the subject of bayonet is a tactical skill that the PLA has emphasized since the warlord melee and the invasion of Yamatai, and it is deeply rooted in the true biography of the bayonet decisive theory lovers of Yamatai, combining spears, sticks, and other martial arts, how could it be possible to lose to the magic spear team that only uses spear combat to practice swords?

As long as the soldiers of the Elta Army looked at each other, the three of them formed a back-to-back formation - even nine soldiers of the Demon Spear Team would be difficult to fight against. What made the soldiers of the Demon Spear Team even more panicked was that their opponents did not show any pity after being pierced by multiple swords - and tragic heroes like Private Rignetans who pulled the thunder of glory were endless.

Under such a general trend, the magic spear team became more and more weak, but the attacking troops of the Elta army became more and more courageous between interspersing and defending. IGNORE THE DEBUFF WITH A HUGE DISPARITY IN NUMBERS.

There was no map in his hand, and no staff officer could move his chess pieces on the sand table in real time according to the battle situation to concretize his command orders, but he could clearly feel that the situation in Sanqiao Town was deteriorating sharply. The defenders were easily routed, and the hundred-man counter-offensive with great effort and a large bounty was lost with a dozen or so enemies, or simply in vain, leaving hundreds or thousands of valuable troops in vain.

In the face of this failed counterattack, Bai Dan's face had turned pale. And the few captains of the hundred in front of him still managed to save their lives from the line of fire, and some of them had already fought to the exhaustion - at least they didn't look like cowardly figures at all.

"With this going on, how can I explain to Lord Aufermondridge? Oh no, I can't explain it now! ”

In Bodan's sentence, there is no meaning of "Sanqiao Town must not be able to hold it". The stern tone was so severe that everyone didn't even dare to come out of their breath - the fighting power of Elta's "mud legs" really made them feel ashamed.

The battle lasted until around eleven o'clock in the morning, and even Paedan himself was forced to change his stronghold. Although the entire defense line of Three Bridges Town has been drastically shrinking, the resources of troops that should have become abundant have not gotten rid of the situation of being stretched down at all. Once Zhendong was also breached, Paedan could hardly guarantee that he would have any way to retreat.

"Don't fight any more, Lord Padan, let's withdraw!" A centurion who had just broken his leg after being broken by five or six halves and letting his soldiers risk death to send him to the rear was already in tears. "If you don't withdraw, you're really going to run out!"

"Yes, Lord Padan, please think again!" The other officers began to respond in unison, begging their superiors to give the order to retreat, almost in a gesture of petition.

Paidan shook his head: "It's not that I don't want to retreat. Just please," he choked up, "we can't even hold the city that Lord Orfe Mondrich has worked so hard to manage, and where can we flee now?" ”

Padan's words have been deliberated since the bloodshot eyes in the morning until now. They were the lost dogs raised by Ofe Mondridge, and it was impossible for them to escape with Ofe Mondridge on the ship.

What's more, whether Uffey Mondrich can succeed in the golden cicada shelling is still two theories - Paedin now feels that the life and death of every person in the Western Expeditionary Army is something that can be done or changed by people from other worlds with the movement of their fingers. As for the biggest executors of this war on the continent of Elta, such as Eufe, Mondridge and Rucha, there must be no place to die......

This conclusion is not difficult to come to terms with the officers kneeling on the ground, those on crutches, and the officers who are watching coldly with their hands around not far away. Then it is not at all difficult for them to deduce their own destiny -

"Either you win here or you die here. Brethren, we are all survivors who have escaped from the blades of the otherworldly, and Elta's glory ......," Bertin wiped tears from his face, "and we are left." In the final analysis, those 'elite soldiers' of His Majesty Doniva are the lackeys of the people of the other world, and even His Majesty Doniva's 'renunciation of imperial power' is just a trick of the people of the other world in the final analysis. Since we can't help the royal family rebuild Elta, let's do our last bit for the Elta Empire here. ”

Since Paedan also expressed his desire to fight to the death, the junior officers were naturally silent. Of course, whether they can suppress the soldiers of the Demon Lance Team who are on the verge of collapse on the front line and let them still "die happily" is another matter.

"Tsk, General Bertin...... Really? "On the road leading from the town of Three Bridges to the city of Garcia, soldiers in gilly suits looked at the letter with disdain, while looking at the messenger in front of him, who was tied up by a large flower." When I went to report to the rear, Padan's strength had dropped by nearly sixty percent, but I couldn't judge the authenticity of the news. As for the retreat...... There was still no sign of retreat in his letters. ”

"Still no sign of retreat?" The Elta officers at the command post were already sweating with anxiety. In the sand table of Sanqiao Town behind them, the Elta offensive force was already showing signs of fatigue - the high morale could not compensate for the loss of physical strength, and the Elta army did not use stimulants to compensate for this......

What terrified them even more was the staggering casualties on the front line. In each of the previous major battles, the casualties of the Elta Army would not exceed three digits at most, but today there were as many as five infantry squads with all their personnel wiped out, and a platoon was even reimbursed on the spot during the siege; The other four infantry squads were forced to merge and reorganize because more than half of the casualties were numerous, and the other sporadic casualties could not be counted at all...... The constant flow of casualty reports and good news from the front line frightened the staff trainees, who had just been assigned to command.

Fearing that the excessive casualties were the result of tactical or strategic mistakes, the trembling Elta Army officers began to ask their colleagues, "Is this an anomaly?" ”

The reply was prosaic - "This is normal, no need to worry." ”

On the contrary, it is not normal for the Elta Army to sacrifice not much in the whole process of liberating Elta. Counting the strong armies in the world today, such as the VDV of the Northern Alliance, the "Black Guards" of Britain, the Highland Guard Regiment, the various meritorious regiments of the People's Liberation Army, and several airborne divisions of the North American Federation, which one did not fight a bloody way in the sea of corpses and blood, and make up for half of the remaining half of the battle, and rebuild and retrain when the establishment was empty, when were these warriors afraid of bloodshed and sacrifice?

In a battle with a goal and hope, bloodshed and sacrifice are not fearful. On the contrary, in the midst of confusion and weakness, they laid down their arms and were slaughtered -- yes, they are talking about the Jiangning War in which Yamatai invaded China, and this kind of bloodshed will make people weak and retreat.

Everyone also remembers the rest of the matter clearly -- Wang Zhaoming, Zhou Fohai and others developed from a "low-key club" to surrender to Yamatai, and I have to say that there is this factor of "being scared of being beaten".

However, history is ultimately attached to the brave. The descendants of Yan and Huang, who were not afraid of the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, carried out "guerrilla warfare" and "resistance behind enemy lines" under the disadvantage, not only defeating the invaders of Yamadae, but finally bringing this spirit all the way to Seoul. At that time, their opponents could not have imagined that ten years ago they were just weak and incompetent "sick men of East Asia".

One of the greatest meanings of the War of Resistance lies in this. Hundreds of thousands, millions of blood and tears have awakened the numb national blood since the entry of the Later Qing Dynasty. The various traitors seem to be numerous, but in fact they have drawn a clear line between the national scum and the resisters, so as to facilitate the complete liquidation after the victory......

Before and after the Anti-Japanese War, it was still a warlord, but the spiritual outlook of the people on the land of China was very different. So is it worth the millions of sacrifices? History has no ifs, but as future generations, from the perspective of the present, we did not take the initiative to raise our heads and shed blood in that war (note: the main force of the Central Army of the War of Resistance), let alone the side that chose to liquidate the national scum and finally lost the southeast island, and even reached the state of physical and mental annihilation after forty or fifty years of survival--from this, is the answer already clear?

Elta is not short of victories right now - if they really want to win, the army from the portal side can wipe out all the forces of the Western Expeditionary Army on Elta continent within a week. However, the Elta people have won all the battles under the Chinese leadership, and they have not tasted defeat - from Mendong City to the Garcia front, everyone seems to be fluttering - as if they don't have to stretch out their hands, the goddess of victory will automatically favor them to drop the golden apple.

It would be a few years before the senior officers of the Elta Army began to understand that from the very beginning, the Western Expeditionary Army had been nothing more than a sandbag and sparring partner for the Elta people. Because the Elta people want to grow into a qualified "nation" in the eyes of their masters, and enjoy the same life and tranquility as their masters and pioneers, blood and sweat are necessary subjects.