"Boom!" A mortar shell landed more than ten meters in front of Li Hu, and the wave of air was enough to suffocate people. Li Hu clearly felt that something hit the steel helmet. With his entire body, he leaned back.

"!" Li Hu spit out the sand in his mouth, damn it, the sand on the battlefield smells of gunsmoke!

Picking up the Acre 47 rifle, the crosshair caught a black dot and pulled the trigger.

The Arab soldier, with a strip of cloth wrapped around his head, fell to the ground like a dead tree. But there were more black spots behind him, and the Arab soldiers were shooting as they walked. Li Hu felt the bullet "whoosh" and "whoosh" fly over his head!

"Click!" As soon as the bolt sounded, Li Hu hurriedly burrowed into the trench. Press the bayonet, push off the magazine and replace it with a new one. The old magazine was tucked into the single pouch on his chest, and he straightened up and continued shooting.

This is already the third month of the war in the Middle East, and the Arabs are far less vulnerable than Li Hu thought. Even, they are brave. If it weren't for the strong fortifications, there were two large ships of ammunition that he had brought with him. Now your bones may be cold!

If you think about the Suez Canal, it's simply a shadowless thing. Napoleon's support to him was also limited, except for some fresh water, some inferior explosives. The explosives of the French are not comparable with those of the Ming Dynasty at all. Now Li Hu knows how happy his mother was to fight with the Mongols in the northwest.

As long as you hold your position, you will have a steady stream of supplies behind you. As long as there is one thing missing, Li Hu will point at the quartermaster's nose and scold his mother. Now Napoleon has to say thank you for this little.

You have to ask for broken things! There is no way to do it, and I am always under attack by the Arab coalition. Now it is not one sheikh attacking him, but almost the entire Middle East sheikhs are attacking him. Not because Li Hu was disrespectful to their religion, but because Li Hu was from a foreign land. In a harmonious society, it suddenly broke in

A big man who is arrogant.

This guy grabbed what was on the table and ate it as if he was familiar, and the first reaction of the people at the table was to beat this rude guy out.

They formed a coalition army, and the guys in their hands became more and more advanced. At the time of the recent offensive, they even had mortars.

The Arab infantry rushed closer again, and Li Hu pulled out an earthen grenade. After lighting it with the fire, he saw that the fuse was almost burned, and threw it out of the trench. The grenades would explode in the air, and the scattered shrapnel would be a nightmare for the Arab infantry.

The standard grenades have run out, and only the molds of the grenades can be cast. Omit any fire pipes or anything, put explosives directly in it, and then insert a fuse that can be ignited. Because the explosives supplied by the French were not powerful enough, this primitive grenade was of very poor quality. The resulting fragments are sometimes only a few.

However, the other advantage is that the wound caused by the fragment is much larger. This can be regarded as a loss of horse!

Hearing the sound of wailing in his ears, Li Hu clearly saw that more than thirty meters away, blood was bubbling from the thigh of an Arab soldier like a spring. This is an unlucky guy, shrapnel must have cut an artery.

Normally, in this case, he will twitch in the blink of an eye, and then blink his eyes, and this guy's blood will almost run dry.

The wail before the death was so loud that it could cover the domineering gunfire of the Aka rifle, so that Li Hu, who was thirty meters away from him, could hear it clearly.

The wailing quickly disappeared, but an even louder wail was remembered by Li Hu's side.

There was some heat on his face, and he wiped it with blood.

"San'er! San'er! Li Hu turned his head and saw his guard lying on the ground, fluttering like a fish on the shore.

A nine-millimeter bullet pierced him directly through the shoulder. The bullet pierced the bones, and the broken wounds could see the bone stubble, and in addition to the blood, there was clear yellow water. The bone marrow was beaten out, and ...... shoulders were only connected to the arms.

"Master Tiger! Tiger Master! Give me a shot, ......! The teeth bit out blood and ran down the corners of his mouth.

"San'er! San'er! Li Hu pricked his hands, not knowing whether he should cover his wounds. Although this will stop the bleeding, it will also cause him more pain.

"Master Tiger! Please......! Five words squeezed out from between his teeth, and the words that followed came to his ears were like a beast's howl.

Li Hu cried out tears, pulled out the box cannon in his waist and aimed it at San'er's temple. "Brother! It doesn't hurt right away, it's fine! ”

"Ah......h Li Hu let out a wolf-like howl: "Smack! A gunshot rang out, and Li Hu sat down on the ground. A stupid idea of his own, bringing more than three hundred brothers to such a place of death. All! Just for his face, for his ambitions. Perhaps, he will die here for this ambition too.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" A series of explosions pulled Li Hu back from the brink of collapse. I don't want to die, I can only fight.

Born fearless! Fight to the end!

Successive explosions are directional blasting mines buried in front of the position. The mine was covered with a large amount of small gravel, and after being given huge kinetic energy by hundreds of pounds of explosives, it became a lethal weapon.

All kinds of wails and screams were not like human sounds, and they rang out in an instant with the sound of explosions. At this moment, Li Hu felt like he was in a hell!

Everywhere was a blur of flesh and blood, and everywhere was a group of people with severed limbs. Some of them can't be seen as a person at all, just a pile of rotten flesh lying in a pool of blood.

The human body was covered with small pebbles, and the stones were red with blood, like a whale with many barnacles on it. Li Hu had a slight phobia of intensity, and when he saw such a scene, he immediately retracted his body.

This time the attack was repulsed, and he took a long breath. The nasal cavity was filled with the smell of gunsmoke, which mixed with the smell of blood, which made people's brains hurt.

The first time I first smelled this smell was more than ten years ago. At that time, Li Hu did not feel nauseous, on the contrary, he was very excited. After a long experience on the battlefield, people will have an indescribable boredom of the battlefield.

used to fight with his eldest brother Li Xiao, but he had never fought so tragically. Under normal circumstances, Li Xiao bombarded with cannons, and then bombarded with cannons. Even if there was no artillery bombardment, the explosive bag had to be dropped with a trebuchet.

By the time the enemy's guns were ranged, more than half of them had already been lost. The accurate shooting of a firearm will destroy the last courage of the charging infantry or cavalry. Warriors who can really face death are actually very rare, and it is definitely the mainstream for heroes not to suffer immediate losses.

In fact, on the battlefield, the most people often die when they retreat. But except for the generals who led the troops, few people realized this. After being beaten and scattered, everyone just wanted to run. As for the robe Ze will be killed, who will care, it's a good thing that Lao Tzu runs away. Unless you're killing your son, that's a different story.

Li Hu also once learned from his eldest brother to make a trebuchet and throw out the explosives bag wrapped in steel balls. However, although the trebuchet is powerful, it is not as powerful as the mortar.

The explosion of the mortar shell destroyed Li Hu's trebuchet. Incidentally, the explosives package was ignited, and those Arab mercenaries suffered heavy losses. As for Li Hu's mortar, it has long been turned into a useless iron pipe because of the running out of shells. When the enemy is constantly attacking, there is no way to save shells.

"Count! The cheek raiser is broken, and the people on the side help to report it. Li Hu shouted, in the past, he could play a very disparity in exchange ratio by relying on arms. The death of one of their own men, the Arabs have to pay the price of hundreds of people.

However, ants gnaw elephants, although many ants die, but elephants are also gnawed and can't stand it.

"One, two, three, four, five, six......!" When it reached one hundred and thirty-five, no one reported it again. Of the more than 300 gentlemen at the time of departure, only a third are now left, and almost all of them are still injured.

"Hao Dayong! How much ammunition is left? Li Hu wiped his nose, and the inside of his nose was full of gunsmoke ashes, which was very uncomfortable.

"There are a lot of bullets left, more than 60,000 rounds. There weren't many explosives packs, plus the ones sent by the French, and more than a hundred. There were fewer grenades, just over seven hundred. At the current rate of consumption, it would be fine to hold it for another five or six days. Hao Dayong lay in the trench and took out a cigarette from his arms.

The crumpled cigarette was almost broken, and a lot of tobacco shredded inside.

Li Hu also took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms and saw that there were only two left. Pull out a relatively complete one and throw it to Hao Dayong, who was lighting a cigarette.

"The last pack!" When I set off, I was afraid that I would not have enough ammunition. There are very few daily necessities, and although cigarettes are key support materials, there is not much left. It is estimated that if you want to smoke again, you will have to smoke the unpleasant smell of the Arabs.

"This thing is damn faster than bullets!" Hao Dayong struck a match, lit it for Li Hu, and then lit it himself.

Take in a puff of smoke and exhale a piece of coolness.

"Looking at this, it seems that there will be no more attacks today." Li Hu also puffed out a puff of smoke, and the puff of smoke after the war was a small rest.

"Yes! I shouldn't be attacking again, damn it. How many were killed today, a thousand or two thousand? Hao Dayong took a puff of smoke, and all the people here in the past few days can be called murderous. The Arab coalition on the opposite side claims to be 300,000!

Although it is known that this is a claimed number. But there are still more than 100,000 people, and according to their numbers, two thousand people are eliminated every day. If people play for another month, there is too much problem with Dumu.

What about your own side? Not to mention fighting for another week, it is estimated that the bullets will be gone after another seven days. Especially when there are no explosives, the bullets will be consumed at a greater rate.

"Plant the explosives pack, the mines were gone three days ago." Li Hu let out a puff of smoke, he knew what Hao Dayong meant.

After the ammunition ran out, Li Hu had to choose whether to wait here to die or return to the ship, and then return to Daming in disgrace. Even if Li Hu died, he was not willing to return to Daming like this. This is also no matter how tense the battle was, Li Hu did not order the use of the six cannons on the ship.

This is everyone's last weapon, and it is also the guarantee that they can return to the Ming Dynasty. As you can imagine, so many people have been killed. Even if they escaped to the ship, they would definitely be pursued by the Arabs.

Reality is helpless! If you really come to that point, you can only go hard, and you can't let these last hundred masters die here in vain. They all have families and mouths, and when a person dies, behind it is the sadness of the family.

"Good! I'll arrange for someone to go, and I'll have to send someone to watch over him at night. Don't let those jackals blow up! ”

"Send someone and talk to the people over there and ask them to bring the body back. So many corpses are piled up here, and they stink when they smell it! Let the brothers be careful, I have heard that the jackals here are not the same as our Ming ones. If you are bitten, you will have a fever, and then you will be burned alive! ”

"The dead can't eat it, and there is no belly left to eat the living. Those jackals aren't stupid! Hao Da grinned from the corner of his mouth.

"Damn it! You can still laugh now, and in a few days those corpses will rot and smoke you to death! It was heard that the stench of corpses would cause the plague, and the remaining liquor was left for the brothers to drink. I heard that thing can kill bacteria! ”

"Drinking it can also kill bacteria?"

"What! You don't want to drink? ”

"Let's do it!"

Hao Dayong stood up with his hands on the trench, and he didn't know much about the fact that drinking alcohol can kill bacteria, but looking at Li Hu's appearance, he knew that there were mostly jokes in this matter.

Drink strictly on weekdays, especially during wartime. So the old dragon has a lot left, and now he can drink a little if he can. Who knows if you can drink it tomorrow, there were more than 170 gentlemen last night. There are only a hundred and thirty left today!

The Arab mercenaries laid out the bodies of the fallen soldiers, with grease and wood underneath. The torch was thrown in, and the flames burst into flames.

The fallen leaves return to the roots, but there is no way to bring so many corpses back to Daming. The corpses can only be burned, or even burned separately. It can only be burned en masse, and then the ashes are put into a columbarium jar.

It's all Pao Ze brothers, you have me, I have you, I probably won't care.

The guy on the camel went to deliver a message to the Arabs, asking them to remove the corpses of their own people. As a result, the guy became several disconnected pieces. It's so finely cut that it's almost cut into slices.

The head was brought back with a camel's neck tied around it, and the Arabs proved with their actions that this war is not endless.

Li Hu can't help it, now he has no ability to avenge his subordinates. Arab mercenaries, when they were hired by Li Hu, were determined to die, and in the eyes of the Arabs, they were all apostates. Their families have all died at the hands of the chiefs, and each has a deep hatred for the tribe.

Night fell, and the severed limbs were even more terrifying in the moonlight. No one even dared to look out, and outside the trenches there was the constant sound of jackals tearing corpses and chewing bones.

"Fuck, it's so hard to get a piece of land!" Li Hu hugged the gun tightly and muttered a lala steel helmet to cover his eyes.

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