The 681 Heights are only a few tens of meters above sea level, but even the height of this area is a few tens of meters, and it has become an insurmountable mountain!

Hua Houwei attaches great importance to civil engineering, and in the era when firearms have been popularized, he is good at making holes, so he can save himself and kill and injure the enemy without developing heavy artillery of more than 75 calibers.

Therefore, after the four rows of strikers seized the high ground, the 681 high ground immediately became an ant nest that breathed fire everywhere.

Five minutes there was a single pit, and half an hour later, several individual pits had been connected into a trench. An hour later, the communication ditches and trenches were connected into a net, and there were anti-artillery holes and ammunition holes.

At this time, Geng Hoe, the leader of the fourth platoon, was completely relieved, and the 681 Heights were already impregnable.

Burbai faithfully fulfilled Abbas's orders, acting swiftly and decisively, but the outcome was not so good.

Regardless of the huge difference in the number of three rows, three people in a group, two fire phoenixes shoot crosswise, and one person fills the gap in the middle.

Thirty people lined up, like bulldozers, and launched a counter-charge towards Burbai's team!

Burbai was aggrieved and ordered the cavalry of the brigade to turn, knowing that he was several times the enemy, and that a small group of enemy troops that could be killed with a single charge, dared to use only twenty or thirty people to drive away thousands of his cavalry!

However, the firearm that constantly spits flames is really incomprehensible, whether it is a strong armor or a weak body, it can't stop the jujube nuclear projectile that is not as big as a little thumb.

Burbai, who did not dare to hesitate, turned around and ran away with his troops, Rao acted quickly, or twenty or thirty people were poisoned and left dead in the wilderness.

Fortunately, Sharsan Khan's men arrived, threatening the third platoon from the left flank, so that the offensive of the third platoon weakened, and the Burhan troops retreated.

Highland 685, like Highland 681, has become a hornet's nest of ravines. In just an hour, the striker company has already established itself here.

Baipole and Gaenle left a small number of troops to monitor the northeast direction, and led a large army to attack and harass the Ming army with Burhan and Shalsan Khan in turn.

Four cavalry teams of nearly 10,000 people, they can't take down the Ming army of more than 100 people, this is simply a great shame!

It is strange that the Ming army has not reinforce this lone army for such a long time. Abbas's uneasiness grew stronger, but the source of the uneasiness could not be found at all.

However, Burhan, Baibol, Shalsan Khan, and Gaenle, who were besieging the forward company, did not think so, and the disparity in strength could not be attacked for a long time, but they were defeated by the loss of more than 100 people, and they retreated again and again, and the four of them could not suppress the anger in their hearts more and more.

Abbas knew that in the face of the Ming army, which was armed to the teeth, there were no weapons for long-range projection, and even if there were thousands of troops, it was really helpless.

Gritting his teeth, he sent another team of musketeers to support Burhan. With the arrival of the firecrackers, Burhan is determined to launch a decisive attack, otherwise he will be too aggrieved!

Ismaili has been in possession of the firearm for some time, and has done everything he can to deduce and train various tactics.

The range of the Musket is nowhere near as good as that of the Soul Chaser, but only slightly stronger than the Shotgun. The commander of this firecracker, Cheker, was a very thoughtful person, and after listening to Burhan's thoughts, Cher hesitated and said: "Burhan, I can tell you very sincerely that my firecrackers are not the opponent of the Ming army at all. But! I had an idea that shooting at the anticline of the nearby highlands, forty-five degrees, would get a much farther range than usual. My army is deployed here and here, shooting at the Ming army on the anticline, and your army needs to avoid these two directions, then, it is still possible to take the Ming army! Burhan was overjoyed and immediately agreed to Chekel's proposal.

Chekel looked at Burhan hesitantly: "Then Baibol, Shalsan Khan, and Gaenle will they agree?" Burhan sneered, "Don't worry, my friend. Victory is something we all need, but there will always be sacrifices, right? ”

"Okay." Chekel didn't bother to pay attention to the bullshit grievances of these tribal soldiers, nodded, and turned to leave to set up the positions of the firecrackers.

The heights 681 and 685 fell silent, with rows of three cruising back and forth between the two heights.

Pan Zhenhua looked around suspiciously, and said to Fan Liang, the deputy company commander beside him: "Old Fan, I feel that something is wrong, you hurry up and go to the third row." In case it can't be resisted, immediately retreat to the 685 heights. Fan Liang said with a big grin: "As for it? Company commander, with our equipment, how can those bunnies get close? Pan Zhenhua shook his head and pulled down his face rarely: "Lao Fan, my hunch has always been very accurate, you go immediately!" Be careful 10,000 times is not too much, go for it! "Boom!

A group of cavalry rushed out from behind the hills on the left, and the speed was so fast that it rolled up the dust, and under the light of the setting sun, there was a kind of wildness that shook the heavens and the earth!

Pan Zhenhua cheered up: "Attention! Always ready to counter-charge! "Bang! Bang! Bang! A dense burst of gunfire was heard from the hills not far away.

Pan Zhenhua frowned, he couldn't see the figure of an enemy gunner, and his uneasiness suddenly intensified. Yes! A soldier suddenly turned over and fell off his horse, a large hole was torn open in his shoulder, and blood gushed like a fountain!

Pan Zhenhua was startled and shouted: "Quickly retreat to the 681 heights!" "On the fourth row of 681 heights, a soldier suddenly turned over and fell down without saying a word, and a stray bullet from nowhere hit his chest, instantly breaking a fist-sized hole, and there was no need for treatment.

Pan Zhenhua rushed into the 681 position with a platoon, and in just one minute, there were two more seriously wounded.

"Into the defensive hole! Leave a squad to maintain the firepower output! At the same time, Fan Liang also led the three platoons into the 685 position, and the forces of the forward company outside the position were all contracted!

Burhan's thousand-man squad finally no longer cared about the counter-charge of the Ming army, and roamed heartily in the open field in front of 681.

Baipole, Shalsan Khan, and Gaenle found out that Burhan was desperate, and everyone rushed forward.

Moreover, the Ming army actually retreated, it is very likely that the reinforced firecrackers made meritorious contributions, so what are you waiting for?

Do you want the lowly Burhan to win the first credit? Three teams of 1,000 men immediately rushed out from behind the other hills and rushed to the 681 and 685 positions.

The insidious Burhan did not inform them of the direction of Chekel's fire, and Gaenle went directly into the dense area of bullet landing of the musketeers.

Yes! Boom! In an instant, Gaenle's thousand-man team was devastated by his own people! Baipole, who followed Gaenle, broke out in a cold sweat, and immediately ordered his thousand-man team to turn immediately, and Sharsan Khan, who was parallel to Gaenle, was slightly better, and was not in the dense area where the bullets were fired by the firecrackers, but he was also killed and wounded more than a dozen people.

Pan Zhenhua lay on the 681 heights, pointed at the enemy and laughed: "Pony, look, your own people are fighting!" Ma Hongyao, the leader of the fourth platoon, laughed along: "What a rabble!" Company commander, you're already in range, right? Pan Zhenhua nodded: "Entangle them!" The above means, we are bait, we have to catch a big fish! "Dada!

Heights 681 was the first to fire, and strangely only three machine guns roared, and the fire phoenixes were still silent before.

The 685 heights also followed suit, and the fire phoenixes on the two heights formed a sparse firepower net, constantly strangling the Safavid Empire tribal army that rushed into the firepower net!

There was a lot of fighting here, and Abbas kept receiving battle reports from the front. The rest of the Ming army is still dozens of miles away, and the Ming army here is a lone army, so simply annihilate it and get a little Ming army's weapons and equipment back!

Abbas made up his mind to give Burhan another boost, but he kept forgetting one thing, there was no subordination between these armies, and no commander was appointed.

Meng Heizi also got the news and smiled slightly: "Let's start!" "Li Dechuan's main force has been waiting for Abbas to send enough troops to encircle and suppress the forward company.

After Abbas's reinforcements departed, the soldiers of Li Dechuan's reconnaissance company immediately sent back the news.

"Very good, here, here, fourth, eight, you must block it! Nine companies, ten companies, you are attacking from here and here. Do you get it? Good! Let's go! Lao Tzu wants to see this time, do these barbarians know how to surround and send reinforcements? "At this moment, the front end of the mid-lane battlefield has become a mille-feuille.

Layer after layer of encirclement is counter-encircled, creating a rotating eye of the storm. The forward company at the core becomes the key to the battle, will the bait be eaten by the evil fish, or will the bait turn into a giant beast and swallow the opponent in one bite?

Everything is unknown!

"Good! It's all in! Fire them all! Mortar! Fire at the anticline of positions 684 and 683! Pan Zhenhua had roughly figured out the location of the gunners, and immediately gave the order for artillery bombardment.

Chekel was proud of his genius when he heard a sound of groaning overhead.

"Not good! Spread out! Before Cherkel's words fell, three shells had already fallen into the dense phalanx of musketeers!

In the firelight, five or six figures rose into the air, screaming in the air, being cut and torn by shrapnel flying everywhere!

Within 10 meters of the bombing site, there was not a single live opening left. Fortunately, these musketeers were densely arranged, and the power of the shells was not fully released, so that no further losses were caused.

The four cavalry that all rushed into the main range of the Fire Phoenix kept changing formations. People are not stupid, how can they wait for the fire phoenix to shoot?

But what was originally six or seven firepower points suddenly turned into dozens of firepower points! The two positions of 681 and 685 instantly turned into flame-spitting monsters, and dozens of tongues of fire whipped back and forth tearing at the four unlucky long snakes.

No matter how the knight on the horse changes his posture, or is torn through and cut by a small projectile!

A river of blood! When the front company showed its strong muscles for the first time, the Safavid Imperial cavalry, which was against it, became dead leaves in a tornado in an instant, torn and crushed by the powerful air current, and blood became the most worthless thing here, slowly gathering together to create a la