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The soldiers are very clear about the role of artillery in the war, and it is not that the Beiyang government does not want to equip more artillery, but it really cannot afford to equip it. Take the French 155 mm guns as an example, the price of each gun is about 25,000 francs, if you add the cost of shells, the cost of buying ten guns, the purchase of rifles can almost equip two infantry divisions.

In this way, the Beiyang government is naturally reluctant to equip more artillery. The reason is very simple, there are not many people in the country about artillery, since this is the case, let's use infantry to consume each other.

This is like this, when facing foreigners, it is inevitable that he will be weak-hearted, and it is precisely because of this that when Yuan Shikai faced the "Twenty Articles" that the Japanese were almost blackmailing, although he hated and hated, he did not dare to go to war after all.

Zhang Jingzong, who is accustomed to saving money at home, went to Europe to see the French spending so much, and the shock in his heart can be imagined.

The Germans were also shocked.

As soon as the shelling began, the Germans took refuge in the trenches, and apart from a few soldiers who observed with the periscope of the trenches, only rats in the trenches remained on the position.

The shells landed a little forward, mostly towards the barbed wire fence in front of the position. Every shell that falls, accompanied by an earth-shattering explosion, always stirs up a large amount of earth and water, and occasionally wooden stakes and barbed wire in front of the position.

That's the credit of large-caliber shells.

It had been rainy lately, and the dust stirred up by the shells was not much, and the heavy smell of gunpowder smoke drifted down the breeze, stimulating the senses of the Germans, causing them to increase their heartbeat, breathe harder, and their eyes to be bloodshot......

They know.

Bloody battle.

Coming soon.

After 20 minutes of fire, the first barbed wire fence was almost swept away, the anti-tank trench also collapsed in several places, and the second and third barbed wire fences also had multiple gaps.

Normally, now artillery fire should have extended to the rear of the position, and at the same time the infantry charged.

Sure enough, just as the artillery fire began to extend, observers noticed through the trench periscopes that the French Foreign Legion in the distance was beginning to assemble and prepare to charge.

"Tick ......"

The observer vigorously blew the brass whistle in his hand to inform the troops to enter the position.

Countless German soldiers rushed out of the tunnels and anti-artillery holes, carrying rifles and grenades, heavy machine guns and bullets, and rushed to their predetermined positions, ready to meet them.

The Foreign Legion in the distance finished lining up, and the commander drew his saber, even if it was five or six hundred meters away, it was still cold and shining.

This foreign army was very unprofessional, and the starting position they assembled was too far away from the German position, and the artillery began to extend for a long time before they could charge.

The kindness of the Germans and so on.

"Hehe......" I don't know who is so unserious, and a chuckle came from the German position.

"Wahaha......"

"Let's go home and nurse!"

"I can get some sleep first!"

Suddenly there was a burst of laughter from the German positions, followed by all sorts of foul language. The Germans are notoriously humorless, and it's not easy for them to have fun, especially in the cold, damp tunnels where they can catch a mouse for half a day, let alone the gimperious scene in front of them.

So, just as the Germans started the group mockery, no one noticed the screeching of the shells in the air.

Boom Boom Boom ......

Far denser than just now, the shells instantly enveloped the German trenches, orange-red flames bloomed in the crowd, clouds of black smoke rose up, each representing a dozen or even dozens of lives, large pieces of dirt mixed with stumps and broken arms flew in the air, and countless German soldiers were blown up into the sky by shells before their mouths were closed.

"Withdraw into the tunnel, withdraw into the tunnel!" The Germans no longer cared about scolding this shameless act, and helped each other to crawl back into the tunnel.

Many Germans were unable to move, and they could only cover their wounds in vain, scream at the gushing blood, or crawl and roll on the ground, looking for their blown limbs. Someone shouted for help from people scurrying around. But no one cared about them, so the cries for help turned into angry scolding.

This time it was not the French who were scolded, but the Germans who would not save them when they saw death.

Do not suffer from few, but suffer from unevenness.

That's human nature.

More people could no longer make a sound, they could only lie on the ground, look at the gloomy and cold sky, listen to the explosions, cries for help, screams, pleading, scolding, silently waiting for the arrival of death.

It is better to be killed directly by a shell, so that at least there is no pain.

……

The shelling lasted 20 minutes, killing hundreds of Germans and wounding thousands. The damage inflicted on the Germans was enough to withstand a small battle, and the price paid by the French was only thousands of shells.

This shelling was not necessarily the most successful of the French, but it was certainly the most cost-effective.

Just as the shells began to extend to the rear, the Foreign Legion began to assemble again, and the commander drew his saber and swung it vigorously in the direction of the position, and then the soldiers began to charge in a neat line, with neat steps, rifles with bayonets on their backs, grenades, sapper shovels, pickaxes, and cages with carrier pigeons.

Judging by their relaxed appearance, perhaps they thought that the Germans on the position had been completely annihilated by the shelling just now.

"Tick ......"

The observer blew the brass whistle in his hand vigorously, and this time he swore that the French Foreign Legion had indeed begun to charge.

This time the Germans were far less fast than just now, perhaps many Germans ran into the tunnel to find out in their conscience, remembering the wounded soldiers who had been forgotten on the position, so some Germans actually forgot about the charging Foreign Legion, and began to rescue the Germans who were wounded in the shelling just now.

"Bastard, get into combat position, here to the auxiliaries." The officers roared and kicked and beat the Germans into combat positions.

The Germans also had colonial troops, but their access to the sea was now blocked by the British, and they could no longer replenish them.

The damned Foreign Legion advanced less than 200 meters, and just as it was about to enter the German shooting range, the Foreign Legion squatted on the spot or looked for cover and hid behind, with no intention of continuing to advance.

The Germans suddenly felt bad, and they had a sense of foreboding, and just as the Germans were about to retreat to the tunnel, the sound of shells whistling in the air was heard again.

"Liar!"

"Bastard!"

"Pigs!"

The Germans cursed angrily, trying to get back into the tunnel as they scolded.

The Foreign Legion, which was watching the excitement, did not scold them back, but just watched it all coldly.

The Germans were met with a rain of shells and heavy explosions.

The smoke once again covered the German positions, and it was not clear what was going on inside, and the screams, cries for help, angry scolding, and pleading could be faintly heard......

"General, I think we can attack now, and if the infantry starts charging now, then it will be a no-brainer to capture this position." TempleGayle ignored Qin Zhiyuan's military rank and used "general" to show his respect.

"No, the Germans still have the ability to fight back, torture them like this today, and tomorrow morning is the time to attack." Qin Zhiyuan put down the telescope in his hand, his eyes full of confidence.

The blood of the Germans, not enough has been shed!