Artillery, which can be described as a sharp weapon for infantry attack or defense, the British observer happened to see the situation on the Boer position in the distance with the help of the afterglow of the artillery fire, and he saw that the soldiers were quickly crossing the bombed position, but the enemy had just sent the signal that the enemy had already entered the artillery position.

Several British soldiers did not dare to come down, so they had to control the hot air balloon to retreat backwards, and when they reached their rear defense, they were lowering.

Long Yuhui didn't know why the British army deployed artillery here on a large scale, and there were only a few regiments of troops in front of it to defend, and finally under the leadership of those routs, they came around and came to this artillery position less than ten kilometers away from the front line.

Long Yuhui didn't have time to think about why the British army was so deployed, but his intuition told him that if they didn't attack today, then tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the British army would attack, and the large-scale artillery gathered here was to disturb our own side, so that we could not pay attention to the attack.

Thinking of this, Long Yuhui shook his head, the battle in the country a few days ago has confirmed that the British army is nothing more than that, and the current battle here really makes Long Yuhui believe in the combat effectiveness of the British army, it seems that standing at the top of the world for too long is really easy to paralyze.

The lack of self-defense weapons in artillery is a well-known thing, the entire British artillery hundreds of cannons, thousands of soldiers have less than a hundred rifles, and in such a close hand-to-hand combat, the rifle completely loses its due role, but the British artillery is a long knife in each hand, so at the beginning of the melee hand-to-hand combat, the British army has no other losses except for being a little frightened by a surprise attack.

"Huh" Long Yuhui's signature scream, all the British soldiers who heard this shout were all frightened, and the Boer soldiers liked to hear this wolf-like sound the most, because it meant that Long Yuhui was about to let go of the fight, and it meant that the enemy was about to suffer a devastating blow.

The Boer soldiers gathered tightly together, forming a triangular formation, like a mad bull, rampaging through the British artillery positions, often one British soldier just raised his knife to slash, after being crotched by the first soldier, the two soldiers behind would quickly cut at the enemy.

This tactic was also quite a headache for the British at the beginning of the war, because they had no way to resist this triangular tactic.

Like a wild beast, the arrogant head of the British army could no longer stand upright, and on the artillery position, the British artillery was chased by more than 2,000 Boer soldiers and fled again and again, forgetting to use even the most basic escape tactics.

Long Yuhui kicked the barrel of a 120mm cannon with one foot, using his habitual surname and elastic force to quickly flick himself in the other direction, the blade under the night emitted a shining cold light, Long Yuhui in the moment of flying out of the air, he adjusted the direction of the blade, and gently raised the knife and fell, and a British soldier had already cut his throat.

Gently landing on his feet, the blade has become a blood-red bloody blade, and the blood water is rolling down to the ground from the blade drop by drop, splashing water droplets. Long Yuhui wiped his face with his crossed hands, wiped away the blood spilled around his eyes, and continued to stare at the British artillery elsewhere.

Slaughter, in the war, Long Yuhui suddenly felt that the slaughter was so painful, of course, he was not a person who liked to kill. The so-called massacre also has a target, if it is a civilian, Long Yuhui will never be able to do such a thing as a massacre, this feeling will only appear in war.

This is not the first time Long Yuhui has felt this situation, the battle is still like this, after entering the battle, Long Yuhui seems to feel that the whole person seems to be out of his control, killing decisively, without mercy, but after the enemy fled, his whole person suddenly became dim, and the killing aura in his heart seemed to have dispersed, and he could no longer have the slightest intention of killing.

After chasing for so long along the way, Long Yuhui failed to kill even if he encountered the wounded British soldiers who were parked on the side of the road waiting to die, but when he encountered this kind of whole system, or soldiers who were not wounded or sick, the killing atmosphere arose spontaneously, and it became heavier and heavier.

After about half an hour of hand-to-hand fighting, the soldiers on both sides were exhausted, and the British soldiers resisted the attack of 2,500 Boer soldiers with more than 1,000 men, and finally became a floating cloud after half an hour of fighting. Hundreds of corpses were left behind and fled.

And the soldiers of the regiment that Long Yuhui bypassed originally had the intention of returning to defense, but they were entangled by the Laibul army that followed behind, and there was no chance to leave the battlefield at all.

Seeing the British army fleeing again, Long Yuhui wanted to laugh very much, is this the army of the British Empire? How does this fighting power sustain them to stand at the top of the world? Is the world already weak? This is true even for the armies of the world's most powerful countries, but what about other countries?

Remembering the Opium War decades ago, Long Yuhui's eyes suddenly turned red, how many Chinese were killed in that war? How many families of opium have been torn apart? And how much money was siphoned off? Although Long Yuhui is a soldier, he is not ignorant of politics.

What he learned in the small black room was not only military, politics was their main course, soldiers could not participate in politics, but soldiers could not not understand politics. This is what Wang Lin told them, the military is always in the service of politics, yes, it can be said that so.

Wang Lin originally sent a team of instructors to Bull to help the Boers resist the British attack, and others may not know why, but Long Yuhui came up with many possible surnames. In addition, Wang Lin's request to strike hard at the British army's order this time completely made Long Yuhui believe in his judgment.

Wang Lin is to let the British be deeply trapped in the Boer battlefield, their political axe has no way to explain to the people, the only thing that can be explained is to end the Boer War as soon as possible, so that the people can enjoy the happiness brought by the war, only in this way can the current potential crisis in Britain be solved, and vice versa, Wang Lin did this in order to drag the Boer War down, so that the British can not withdraw so easily, and even want them to bury the lives of most young people here.

This is also politics, and the destruction of the enemy by the hands of the enemy's enemy is nothing more than a year's toil of a few hundred instructors, and the value of the diamonds and gold that the Boers have given themselves in this year has long surpassed these.

"Arranged!" Long Yuhui put away his five-fourth pistol and the short knife, since the last battle, Long Yuhui found that he has deeply liked this short knife, because this is not only his own killing weapon, but also a commitment to a soldier, or spiritual sustenance.

Long Yuhui turned to look at the herald who was looking at him in a daze, and said. The retreat of the British army could not be so low-key, Long Yuhui wanted to hold a huge rout welcome ceremony for them: "Go and ask if there are any cannons in the army?" All of them will be called. ”

While conveying the armament, the herald also asked each other in the crowd if anyone could use a cannon, and after a while, more than 20 people came to Long Yuhui with the herald.

Long Yuhui looked up at them, more than 20 Boer soldiers were suddenly frightened and retreated, just now Long Yuhui was wiping the blood on his face, some of which were still dropped in the last battle, and he was busy marching at that time and didn't have time to wipe it carefully, and when he arrived here, he wanted to wipe it carefully after the battle, but found that the original blood had been engraved on his face.

In Africa, water is extremely precious, even in China, Long Yuhui will no longer use clean water to wash the blood on his face in battle, because every drop of water in the battle is precious, and he may be your life-saving straw. Long Yuhui had no choice but to take a piece of cloth, which was slightly cleaner on the ground, and wiped his face with blood that was not polluted by the mud. Unexpectedly, before they finished wiping, these Boer soldiers came, and Long Yuhui's look up made them see an extremely frightened scene.

Long Yuhui, whose face was covered with blood, just sat there quietly, staring at them like a killing god, although they were all a group of people, and the other party was their superior, but this still could not erase the fear in their hearts.

"What's wrong? Can't bear such a little fright? Every drop of water in war can save lives, so I can't waste every drop of water, and if it weren't for the fact that my face was so dirty, I wouldn't want to wipe this thing. Long Yuhui grinned, the smell of blood on his face couldn't even stand it, but there was no way to do it, and the smell of blood would be reduced a lot after finding a cloth to wipe the blood clean. Then he continued:

"One cannon per person, take a few soldiers to help you load shells or something, you can't just let the British go like this, we have to hold a welcome ceremony for the British army, don't let people say that you Boers don't know how to be polite."

There were more than 20 people, more than 20 cannons, each with its own caliber, and the instructors did not dare to say big things here, so everyone had to choose the cannons they had used to fight. Long Yuhui was also unceremoniously, called five soldiers and ran directly in front of a 155mm gun, beckoning the soldiers to turn the gun around and aim it in the direction of the British army's escape.

The loader desperately loaded the shells, Long Yuhui had learned the use of artillery, and his proficiency was much better than that of the Boer soldiers, so they often fired the first cannon when he fired three or even four cannons. Due to the increase in the frequency of firing cannons, the physical exertion of those soldiers who were responsible for pushing the cannons in the back was also extremely great, and in the end, Long Yuhui had to call a few more soldiers, and several people took turns to push the cannons.

The cannonballs drew a series of fiery barrages in the air, and the trajectory of the cannonballs was clearly seen, such a beautiful night scene was made for the purpose of killing, Long Yuhui had to sigh secretly, if you want to become a strong person, you must bear all the pressure.

75 mm, 105 mm, 120 mm, 155 mm grenades exploded one by one in the distance, a thunderous explosion made those fleeing British soldiers tremble, the air wave after the bomb explosion blew some unlucky soldiers straight away, and even some extremely unlucky soldiers could not find any trace of him after a shell, a ball of fiery red flames ignited on the battlefield everywhere, and a British soldier lost his life.

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