When approaching a distance of 25 meters, many black dots can be seen throwing out from the front.

Those were grenades thrown by rebel soldiers from the fortifications.

The continuous loud noise almost broke the eardrum, and in an instant, the smoke of gunpowder filled the air.

The steel fragments sputtered by the explosion flew everywhere and burrowed into the fresh flesh and blood, and the soldiers who rushed in the first row did not care about their comrades, gritted their teeth, and rushed into the thick smoke and smoke without hesitation

The Solan rebels in the fortifications were all in a hurry, hoping that the grenades would slow down the attackers a little, so that they could find an opportunity to reload the second rifle pellet.

Unexpectedly, the Valstadians charged so decisively and fearlessly, and when the rebels looked up, they happened to see their faces blackened by gunsmoke and full of anger and murderous intent.

"Now is it, fire! Beat these puppies to death in the trenches! ”

As soon as the front-line commander gave an order, hundreds of flintlock rifles roared in unison, and the trenches became purgatory on earth.

The close-range firing was unavoidable, with a single volley inflicting heavy casualties on the defenders, and surviving even worse, facing Valstarao's bayonets and swords.

The fighters seemed to have forgotten the technical movements of fighting bayonets described in training, and fought with a fierce instinct like a beast, mobilizing the strength of their whole bodies and plunging into the arms of the enemy.

Someone used so much force that almost half of the rifle sank into the rebel soldier's body, and the bayonet pierced through the back and into the stomach of the second target, causing a hysterical cry of despair.

The screams lasted only a few seconds, and the defenders in the first trench were slaughtered, and the high-spirited attackers loaded their ammunition and rushed towards the second trench.

The Varsta Rao group's charge was unstoppable, breaking through three trenches in a row, and corpses were strewn everywhere they passed, and rivers of blood flowed everywhere they passed.

After several successive charges, the courage and will of the soldiers were still there, but after all, they could not escape the limitations of human physical fitness, and they were panting heavily, coupled with a large number of casualties and attrition, and their combat capability was rapidly declining in geometric multiples.

The commander of the grenadier battalion, Major Alexandra Charyanova, began to regroup the ranks:

"The first, second, and third companies will retreat for the time being, and the rest of the companies will follow me side by side!"

The exhausted soldiers and wounded had to retreat, and the grenadiers, who had been replenished by the fresh force, were a little sluggish because of the overload.

Because important information was observed before the war,

The enemy's deep defensive line took on the structure of a front trench and a rear fortress, and as the commander of the attacking force, Alexandra specially concentrated the limited number of grenades in the second round of the attacking company

After successfully breaking through the fifth trench, the front ushered in the carefully arranged bunker formation,

These large civil engineering bunkers, made of a huge mixture of logs and masonry, concealed light 6-pounder cannons and a large number of infantry, all of which poured fire through narrow firing holes.

The officers of the Solan rebels were very patient, waiting for the grenadiers to rush to a distance of 40 meters before firing.

The cannon is loaded with shotguns in advance, giving full play to the advantage of area killing.

Alexandra, of course, knew that moving forward would suffer heavy casualties,

But this place has gone deep behind enemy lines, out of the range of its own artillery support, and there is no other way but to attack head-on.

Valstad's soldiers are in the job of carrying out orders, and life and death must be put aside.

Without a second thought, Alexandra ordered her men to move on.

The attackers were swept away by oncoming gunfire of shotgun and rifle fire, and dense projectiles swept through the air with a terrifying roar.

The grenadiers were hard pressed against the fire, and they did not open fire until within 15 yards, as the enemy was well protected by the pillboxes, and their fire had little effect, which was also expected, and the fire was only opened for cover to continue to approach.

Soon, cluster grenades were thrown into the shooting holes by tall and strong grenadiers, and the Solan rebels inside let out a desperate cry.

After a shocking explosion, the bunker array in front of him disappeared completely, leaving only the bare mud floor and log foundations, the wood was charred black, and the ground was blown hot and steaming,

The corpses of the defenders were all half-cooked and emitted a disgusting smell of burnt.

The grenadiers' boots stepped on the corpses and internal organs of the enemy,

A blown away eyeball dangled back and forth on the barrel of Alexandra's pistol,

"Nasty thing, what a obstacle!" She scolded, shook it off with all her might, and ordered her men to reload their ammunition and make a few repairs before moving on.

According to the previous plan, the grenadiers, who were good at storming fortifications, were to break through the deep defense line composed of many trenches and pillboxes and occupy the high ground in the middle of the enemy's defense line.

Then, light infantry battalions and sniper battalions, which are good at long-range shooting, as well as mule-horse light artillery companies, can exert their firepower on the high ground.

To accomplish this plan, Alexandra's grenadier battalion was divided into six companies, each of which formed an assault group, and the two groups went into battle in turn.

The task has not yet been completed, and the grenadier battalion has already lost a third of its strength, not counting the light support.

Alexandra watched her comrades-in-arms fall one by one, and the feeling in her heart was not necessary,

But every second counts on the battlefield, and there is no time for her to sigh.

"Tear through the front line, and we will be able to occupy the high ground as planned!"

This time, the battalion commander Alexandra personally led the charge,

The exhausted warriors were instantly refreshed, and the rest of the troops were advancing simultaneously, Major Carr's light infantry battalion was close behind to provide long-range fire suppression, and Lieutenant General William's main force was ready to support the weak links.

A bare grenade rolled to Alexandra's feet,

Despite her tall stature, she was not stupid at all, and her reflexes were extremely agile and quick, and she kicked the grenade back, right into the narrow shooting hole, and blew up half of the log fortress.

"Battalion commander, you are amazing! A professional footballer! ”

"Don't be a sycophant, grenadiers, if you want to get promoted, you have to rely on military merit.

Rush up there, grab those Solanes, and rip their throats apart! Whoever dares to have mercy on the enemy, I will shove a grenade into his ass*%! ”

A mist of blood suddenly rose up, and a 6-pound shotgun killed the soldiers around her, and she herself was shot several times, but fortunately she didn't hurt the vital point, and she gritted her teeth and forced herself forward.

A second lieutenant saw her wound and exclaimed:

"Battalion commander, you are injured, I will call the medical officer to take you to the ambulance station......"

Alexandra angrily grabbed him by the collar and lifted him off the ground with a brute force:

"Shut up! Robert, you're going to upset the morale of the army! Your battalion commander...... Sister Charyanova...... She's all right. ”

"Uh...... That's a lot of strength, I know you're okay, please let me down......"

"Son, in order to punish you, I will send you a task, if our flag bearer Wilbur falls, you will pick up the flag and do it for you, understand?"

"Yes! Battalion commander! Second Lieutenant Robert slammed the heel of his boot and gave a military salute.

Legend of the Heroes of Valstad