Wang De is worried about his heart, while Gongshun Wang Kong Youde and Huaishun Wang Geng Zhongming are in pain, and the pain is heartbreaking.

Cannon fodder, just like that, cannon fodder, in front is the newly attached cannon fodder, Kong Youde and Huaishun Wang Geng Zhongming's army and the Koreans, the Mongols are the cannon fodder that followed, and the soldiers of the Eight Banners are behind this breakthrough point, and there is a lot of white armor mixed in it.

There is not the slightest problem with tactics, the problem is that there are too many dead cannon fodder, and Kong Youde and Geng Zhongming's hearts are dripping blood because of a large number of soldiers killed and wounded. Most of these soldiers are veterans who have followed for many years, and it can be said that they are the foundation of their own army, because the Qing court wants to control the number of these Han troops, it is even more difficult to replenish, but today, Zhou Yuji's army let them know what a real battle is, and the death of soldiers is so easy.

It had not been such a brutal bloody battle for many years, and as for the extent of the losses, the two could hardly believe it.

The whole team of soldiers was sent up, and then almost disappeared, so he kept filling it with human lives, feeling the continuous reduction of soldiers, especially Geng Zhongming, who was already desperate, because nearly half of his soldiers had disappeared.

Kong Youde was slightly better than Geng Zhongming, because he had a large number of artillery under his men, and Duoduo did not let these artillery soldiers go up to die.

The torrential rain shows no signs of stopping, and fighting continues on both sides.

The fiercest battles converged at this point, and no one knew how many people fell, nor how many people later made up, which was exchanging lives. All kinds of weapons were waved and stabbed at the enemy, and the soldiers on both sides were surrounded by people, and there was no possibility of retreating at all. Jiannu's white armor was only a little stronger than ordinary soldiers in such battles, and their double and triple armor were not fundamentally different from the first layer of armor in front of the weapons of these Ming troops.

Zhou Huchen equipped these spearmen with spearheads made of steel, and the knives were clad in steel, and in the face of such weapons, the thick iron armor was only a slight obstacle.

The casualties were mutual, and Zhou Huchen's soldiers also suffered huge casualties. Steel armor also served only some basic protection against heavy knives and spears, and in the face of such attacks, the casualties on both sides were almost equal.

In addition to bravery and perseverance in such bloody battles and melees, the only thing that can be relied on is battlefield experience, and the soldiers of Jiannu do have a slight advantage in this point, while the advantage of the Ming army is that there are constantly soldiers who do not hesitate to step forward.

The shieldmen on both sides were sharply reduced, and the spearmen of the Ming army were obviously somewhat lacking, and as the spearmen and shieldmen were reduced, the soldiers of Jiannu began to slowly advance forward.

With the reduction of soldiers, Wang Deyong ordered. The Musketeer continued to make up, and then made up again

Time passed minute by minute, Jiannu fought really fiercely, but under the heavy casualties, he did not reduce the intensity of his attack at all, and the attacks on the middle and left were also very strong, which obviously played a great role in diversion. The army on the right side has increased rapidly with more and more firecrackers, and the casualties are rapidly increasing, and Jiannu has advanced to the reed-paved position, and Wang Deyong has already felt great pressure.

"Do you really want to use a grenade?"

The casualties were too heavy. The situation was a little critical, and Wang Deyong hesitated.

This kind of close-quarters combat soldier formation is too thick, and the number and thickness are not enough to be easily broken away by the enemy, due to the thickness problem. There were soldiers everywhere near the array, and it was difficult for the grenadiers to throw grenades across their arrays of soldiers, and once an order was given, it was inevitable that their own people would be affected.

Soldiers in hand-to-hand combat are not allowed to carry grenades. Having a grenadier in the ranks causes confusion and, if a soldier makes a mistake. The grenade explosion is the tragedy. So, the decision was a bit difficult.

"Dashuai, you can use grenades, your subordinates have a way!"

Wang Deyong bowed his head on the cart, it was Liu Zhuzi, a former veteran who had now become the garrison of the fire battalion.

"Pillar, hurry up, what way?!" Wang De asked with a glare, not realizing that his habits had not changed, and it seemed that he should not call Liu Zhuzi by his name when he was fighting.

Liu Zhuzi was a little in awe of the old commander, and he hurriedly replied: "Our army has a part of the time-delay grenade, this kind of grenade is a special grenade, we can let the grenadier tie this grenade with a cloth belt, and then knock it, there should be no problem for the powerful grenadier to throw it over!" ”

There really is this kind of time-delay grenade, and this method of throwing it is absolutely feasible, and it is farther to throw it with a cloth belt than with a hand. Wang Deyong was cheerful in front of him: "Hurry up!" Pillars, you're in charge of commanding the grenadiers, go! ”

"Yes!" Liu Zhuzi ran backwards, and a Chinese officer hurriedly followed, because Liu Zhuzi could not receive a grenade without him.

The rear of the Ming position.

Through the scouts, Zhou Yuji, who was sitting in the back, already knew the battle situation on the right side.

Standing in the muddy water in front of the logistics army in the torrential rain, Zhou Yuji looked at the front anxiously, but in fact, he couldn't see anything.

In this anxiety, Zhou Yuji suddenly saw Liu Zhuzi running over in the rain, and without waiting for Liu Zhuzi to give a salute, he asked loudly: "Zhuzi, how is the battle situation on the right side?" ”

"Commander, the right side is a little tight, and my subordinates are here to get grenades."

The heavy rain made the situation on the battlefield impossible to see at all, although the scouts kept coming back, but how could Zhou Yuji rest assured: "Why don't I send a family member?" ”

"All handsome, just sit down! I still don't need it, I'll use a grenade to deal with them! ”

Liu Zhuzi hugged his fists, and then ran away.

Zhou Yuji was a little stunned, the style of these generals was completely the style of his son Zhou Huchen, they did things neatly, and their combat concepts were completely different from him. In previous battles, Jia Ding was always the absolute assault liliang in every battle, but now the situation has completely changed from the past, and these generals now believe in firearms, the whole team.

Am I old? Is the way of combat lagging behind?

Zhou Yuji sighed a little, his son's ability is stronger than him, and the army he trained is stronger than him, he must admit this. Not only weapons, but most importantly people, this is a group that operates in every link. From the most basic training, the use of weapons, logistics, workshops, and even the families of the army to follow the pace of the entire army, this is almost an inseparable collective.

Soldiers are built on such a foundation, they are fighting for a living, everyone is part of this collective, this is what his son Zhou Huchen called a professional army, relying on a strong logistical and financial base to operate. Death is not terrible for these soldiers, what is terrible is detachment from this collective. It is impossible for such an army to be defeated on the battlefield, even if the soldiers are exhausted, there are auxiliary soldiers behind, there are no auxiliary soldiers and logistics teams, and all of them must be killed to defeat this army, can Jiannu do it?

It's like a phrase my son said to himself; The collective liliang is invincible.

Is the cohesion of this group something that Jiannu can overcome? I am an army of more than 100,000 people! It's impossible!

The rain knocked on Zhou Yuji's helmet, and the voice no longer had that irritability in his ears, Zhou Yuji turned around, and at the same time heard a faint shout behind him.

It was Liu Zhuzi, he was followed by two carts, these two carts were not so much turning forward as being carried forward, except for the two big green mules in front, almost all around the cart were people, and these logistics soldiers were carrying the cart at a gallop.

It's another collective liliang show!

Liu Zhuzi greeted Zhou Yuji, and Zhou Yuji showed a smile, and the haze of war seemed to have left him. (To be continued......)