The frustrated Liu Ji knew his absurdity, and he also knew that Ding Yi was definitely not scaring him, so he had to crawl in the trench with bending over to find the telescope. At this time, on the defensive line of the thirteenth formation, the hand-cranked machine guns began to make the sound of tearing cloth, and two hand-cranked Gatlings in each squad not only formed crossfire on the bunkers on the company's defensive positions, but also fired according to the calibrated ruler.

In order not to expose too many points of fire, only two platoons of sixteen machine guns were used to fire, and sixteen tongues of fire were like the crooked sickles of death, staggering past the Ottoman cavalry who had bravely charged. It should be said that they died an even less dignified death than their other six or seven hundred companions, those who had fought against the cavalry battalion of the fat man.

At least six or seven hundred horsemen, who died like cavalry, on this battlefield.

And these more than 1,000 horsemen, under the fire of sixteen machine guns, they are like meat thrown into a meat grinder, no matter what kind of meat it is, there is only one end, that is, fragments. The chain of fire swept by, regardless of the people and horses, whether they were in armor or not, and the rain of bullets tore apart a qiē, taking away all the souls.

On the battlefield of iron and blood, this is a one-sided slaughter.

The sixteen machine guns used an average of less than half a chain each, and even the craziest machine gunners stopped firing.

Because in the field of vision, there are no more than three or five enemies who are together and can still move.

"Go through the trench, sù? Third battalion commander, he did a good job. Ding Yi put down the binoculars and smiled and instructed the correspondent beside him. Ding Yi felt satisfied because the 13th Company, which was supervised by the commander of the third battalion, did not even fire the mortar squad attached to it. It is a good reflection of the soldier's suzhì and the correct play of the infantry's tactical superiority in firepower.

"Don't do it again. There is still a battle to be fought. Ding Yi said to Liu Ji, who had recovered his binoculars and was covered in mud, "Now." Organize a propaganda team to go to such a young man to give a preaching, and see if he can help the people of Smyrna find a sense of belonging. Remember, I don't need you to fight hard to defend Smyrna and defeat Smyrna, what you have to do is to make Smyrna our Smyrna! ”

"Disciple obeys!" Liu Ji pinched the binoculars. Although he was a little wolf, his spirit was very strong, and he answered the call and immediately ran down to carry out his work.

"Report!" Before Ding Yi could say a word to Xu Bin, the signal soldier received a signal from the artillery balloon, "Qian Chujiu's department, send a signal, they can't hold on for half an hour!" It is being blocked, retreating from the port to the city! ”

Ding nodded. He said to the signal soldiers: "Let them hold on, reinforcements will arrive soon!" Let Captain Wen come over and take over the command of the position! ”

Wen Fatty, who hurried over from the cavalry battalion, couldn't find Ding Yi anymore. Waiting for him was the service company that was used by Ding Yi as the general reserve, as well as the battalion reserve composed of the cooking squad, clerks, and ordnance personnel of the third battalion. Fat Man Wen was very angry at the company commander of the service company: "What about the young master? You're a service company! The Jinyi guard in the 26th guard of Shangzhi is placed in the Jingshi. If you put it in the local governor, it is the standard camp, how can the young master go. Will you go along? Do you eat? ”

The company commander of the service team was scolded by him and his eyes were red, and he had suffered many arrow sores and knife wounds. The man, who had never shed tears, bowed his head deeply. Fortunately, Xu Bin persuaded on the side: "Wen Junmen, you can't blame him for this matter!" Because Wen Fatzi also served as a Roman Empire governor of Smyrna, Xu Bin called him so, "Your Majesty acts, alas, the military gate has also been with His Majesty for ten years, and it's not that I don't know." ”

Speaking of which, Xu Bin also sighed endlessly, because he was on the spot, and after Ding gave the order, he transferred two squads, with the communication squad, almost a platoon of troops, and left directly. I thought he was going to inspect the defense line of which company, but before Wen Fatzi came over, the signal sent by the communication of the artillery balloon was to instruct the service company commander to report to Wen Fatzi, and: "Before I return to the front command, Commander Wen will be the former commander and be fully responsible!" ”

"Send a signal, I'll take over the front finger authority." Wen Fatzi reluctantly ordered the correspondent that Ding Yi had pushed him on horseback, and he had to ride if he didn't ride. And Wen Fatzi also had to veto Xu Bin's suggestion, "No, the service company is a reserve, if the enemy rushes over at the expense of casualties, the howitzer position has to be saved, and the reserve cannot be moved lightly!" ”

This is also the reason why Ding Yi dared to hand over the command to Wen Fatzi, for regiment-level units, Wen Fatzi is still very calm. And his mind is simpler, and he will not ignore the situation in front of him simply for the sake of sycophancy. If it was Liu Ji, it must have instructed the service company to go to Ding Yi immediately.

At this time, there was a rare battlefield silence between the two warring sides, and neither side moved again.

Even the observers on the artillery balloon sent a signal that the Ottoman guns, which were dragged by six or eight horses, did not come forward again, and stopped a little further from the shells of the previous howitzers. The Ottomans were very conservative in their response, and did not even dare to use the landing point of the cannonball as the firing limit of such a cannon as Ding Yi.

In fact, this measure was correct, otherwise, their dozens of small guns, under the fire of eight 4.5-inch howitzers, would immediately become a pile of scrap metal.

However, the battlefield did not return to calm, because in the direction of the port, there was still the sound of artillery. The two destroyers, still not retreating, kept using their firepower superiority to inflict casualties on the Ottoman navy, which was outnumbered by ships.

And Ding Yi has not yet arrived at the location of the port.

"Hold on! Lao Tzu doesn't have soft eggs, what are you shaking? Qian Chujiu held the revolver and roared behind the bunker in the warehouse.

In fact, the two squads sent to him by Ding Yi had already been dispersed, thirty or forty galleys and warships landed, each with thirty or fifty people, that was more than two thousand people, and the two squads that came to support him, and did not bring heavy weapons such as machine guns, more than twenty people, plus the soldiers who acted as guards and monitors around Qian Chujiu, there were only thirty people in total.

Unfavorable terrain sniping, get together, how can more than 30 people drag more than 1,000 people?

It's just that there is no radio in this era, and the mirror is used to send signals, so you have to be a professional communication soldier, and there are several thick codebooks, and many people who have received nine-year compulsory education in modern times are helpless, not to mention that although these are not illiterate, but they also know a thousand or hundreds of words of soldiers, how can everyone memorize the codebook?

So as soon as these thirty people dispersed, they couldn't be closed.

Following Qian Chujiu's side, that is, the five or six guards from before, who were still working in the port area, the dozen or so military remnants who were dragged over by Qian Chujiu - the 1,000 military households were not young and strong in the regular army.

"Pick up the big cannibal knife, yes, go pick it up, you're afraid of a fart! Is the gun in Young Master Ben's hand a vegetarian? Qian Chujiu kicked the ass of the military household next to him, trying to pretend to be a little cruel, but unfortunately his pampered white skin and fat face couldn't have anything to do with cruelty.

Fortunately, these military remnants still know him: "Jiu Shao, how many times have you become a true legend?" I heard that the British public has won the true biography of His Majesty, how many percent can you have in your generation? Fifty out of ten? If you want to be nine less, you have the cost of the British public six, that is almost more than two percent of the means, my land will be hard, if not, my land might as well scatter left! ”

"Huh?" Qian Chujiu didn't expect that these military remnants of the South China Sea Guard would ask him such a nonsensical question.

However, in the current situation, it seems that he can't help but not answer, and he may also grit his teeth and say: "Ercheng!" Twenty percent want to have it! Come on! ”

"Is there any?" Those few soldiers didn't know what was wrong, and kept asking this question.

"Yes! Twenty percent, there must be! Young Master Ben just shot and killed that big eater, didn't you see it? ”

The soldiers glanced at each other and nodded, this was just looking at it, so they gritted their teeth and said, "Gan, I'm on the ground, and I'm hard!" If you have a bad life, you will be rich and prosperous when you go to sea! Siblings, come on! ”

So the remnants of the army ran out and searched for weapons on the corpses.

However, a few guards looked at Qian Chujiu, and they smiled wryly: "Master, Ercheng?" How dare you say that twelve bullets hit in one shot, and that one shot must not have been meant to hit the Osman in the head, did you? How dare you say that there are two things to do with Mr.? ”

"Don't say a word, don't fool those military remnants, just a few of us, and let the Ottomans make dumplings in a while!" Qian Chujiu sighed, shook off the wheel nest, and loaded the pistol, and the hand shook all the way, spilling all six bullets on the ground.

Several guards watched, sighed and shook their heads, and after helping him pick up the bullets, they said to him: "Shizuo, you are still hiding here, we will go and divert the enemy army, Mr. Ying's side, reinforcements will be sent soon." ”

"No, I'm not hiding here." To their surprise, Qian Chujiu rejected the offer.

At this time, the remnants of the army ran back, and not only picked up the Ottoman scimitars, but also got back the bows and arrows. They looked at Qian Chujiu, but they looked forward to it.

"Auntie, just stay here, don't make a sound, we'll come to your rescue later." Qian Chujiu whispered to the cellar of the warehouse. The courage of the aunts to defend the handsome emperor is commendable, but when they really meet the Ottoman elites who landed, the courage is not enough to resist bows and arrows, and they can't guard against knives and guns.

"Which of you can throw a grenade?" Qian Chujiu asked the military households.

Three people would have thrown live ammunition, saying that they had dropped live ammunition once when they were waiting for a ship to come to the West in Guangzhou.

Qian Chujiu divided three of the four grenades on his body for them to defend themselves, which made those soldiers look at him with a little more confidence.

But for those guards, they could only smile bitterly, they knew why Qian Chujiu did this, because the radius of the grenade is three meters five, but normally within six or seven meters from the explosion point, or even within ten meters, it is not safe: his best score for throwing bombs is four meters five. (To be continued......) R1292