That night, around nine o'clock.

Because there were only a few dim stars in the sky, the environment was particularly dark.

In such a dark environment, the western building has long been potted due to the repeated bombing of the outer wall, and there are even many holes, and it looks like it will fall down at any time.

No way! Although the current Yin-French coalition army, artillery tactics are far less skilled than during the First and Second World Wars.

Not to mention, you can follow the slowly advancing cannonball barrage and advance all the way to the main building.

But when I found out that there was movement here in the main building, it was not much difficulty at all to hail a shell with direct firepower.

The battle lasted a little longer, and now the walls of the main building were full of holes; Through these holes, the Yin Law Coalition can easily kill in.

In such an environment, with a sound of 'jingle', Fenghua would throw a stack of special playing cards in front of Hu Biao.

Then, in a rather tired voice, he uttered a sentence in his mouth:

"The body of the Shadow Rider has been collected in a body bag and buried in an abandoned tunnel; After this rookie hung up, there was nothing good left, and as long as he could find his special deck of playing cards, all of them were here now.

You take it with you, it's more or less a thought. ”

"Hmm~" Hu Biao, who was smoking silently, made a sound in his nose after hearing the words, which was considered a response.

Then, when he stuffed the playing cards into his pocket, he looked at the position next to him, and there were some injuries on his body, which were more or less light.

And mentally, the members of the clan, who looked quite sluggish, said slowly in their mouths:

"God of Wealth, let me inform you how many combat personnel we still have, and how many guns and ammunition are left."

As he spoke, the object's voice was hoarse to the extreme.

In the past few days, they have to face ten attacks from the Yin Law Alliance, or even more.

In the case of relying on shouting and commanding, in order to let everyone hear the order clearly in the sound of gunfire, it is really a little difficult to lose his voice; Often at the end of the day, at night, Hu Biao doesn't even want to say a word.

As for all the people who are still alive in the current team, it's easy to talk about the gathering here.

It can be regarded as a small meeting of the team's routine every night, so that everyone can know through such a regular meeting the strength and possessions of the current team.

Such an approach is naturally no problem, and knowing oneself and knowing the other side will not be defeated in a hundred battles.

It's just that the content of such relevant announcements is getting worse and worse day by day.

No, after the God of Wealth spoke, there was some bad news: "In terms of personnel, there are still more than 150 people who can still move."

Among them, there are 21 members of the team, 71 fathers-in-law, 52 palace maids, and 53 seriously wounded, and a third of them are afraid that they will not survive tonight.

In terms of weapons, there is still a heavy machine gun, 157 Hanyang-made rifles, 80 revolvers, a conscienceless cannon, and 67 grenades.

15 pieces of explosives pack of 3 kg, 7 pieces of 5 kg.

In terms of ammunition of various calibers, there are still quite enough reserves at present, but the key problem is that not so many people use them.

In addition, there are a total of five passages leading to the outside, two of which have been dug up today, and three of them are intact.

However, with the progress of the excavation of the captured people, one of them will soon be exposed, and they will dig it out. ”

After the words fell, the God of Wealth girl did not get any response; Only when I saw the old men of the team, they took out a cigarette and lit it silently, with a very dignified appearance.

Let the old men of the team have such a reaction.

Mainly in the data above the God of Wealth, don't look at them, there are still one hundred and fifty or sixty people who can move, at first glance it seems that there are quite a few people.

But don't forget, the area of this main building is not much smaller than that of the Sixing warehouse; To defend, it takes a considerable amount of manpower.

And those palace maids can only play some auxiliary work of rescuing the wounded and preparing food.

After deducting the more than 50 of them, there are only about 90 people who can really participate in the battle; With such a small number of manpower, it is already a bit insufficient to defend such a large building.

If it is a little more damaged in tomorrow's battle, then it can only be said that it is even more stretched.

It's just that now, the Daqing Imperial Court, which is only more than ten miles away, is afraid that it can't die fast enough, where will it send reinforcements to support?

Thinking of such a point, everyone knew that it was nothing more than continuing to carry it here, and it would be a day to be able to carry it a little more.

I really can't stand it, so I will choose to go out to fight guerrillas; Because after being confined to the region, the process will only get more difficult.

In this way, in an atmosphere that was not cheerful at all, tonight's regular meeting ended hastily.

At the end of the meeting, Lao Hei suddenly thought of something, and asked out of his mouth: "Lao Hu, do you want to continue to go out of the tunnel tonight and shoot these foreign devils with black guns?" ”

After pondering for a while, Hu Biao gave an answer:

"Forget it! I won't go out to fight the black guns tonight, and continue to stimulate the Yin Law Alliance; Maybe this will make them think that we have no other tunnels, so that there is one last way to retreat.

In addition, everyone has a good rest and recuperation tonight, because the battle will be more difficult in the future~"

After hearing the saying 'sleep well for a night', even in such a difficult situation, everyone finally showed a little smile on their faces.

After so many days of busyness and fighting, the accumulated tiredness in their bodies is almost reaching a limit, and it can be said that there is nothing that makes them feel happier than being able to sleep well for a night.

So, under Hu Biao's decision.

Except for the personnel who needed to keep vigil, they went to duty with a curse, and when the time came, the others could come and replace themselves.

The rest of the people immediately wrapped themselves in a quilt and lay directly on the ground.

After a few moments, a loud snoring sounded from the woman's mouth.

On the side of the Yin-Law Alliance, in the absence of an attack tonight, it was also a rare good night's sleep; For a while, in the huge Old Summer Palace, it suddenly became quiet......

******

Time: Two days later, on October 13, there were still four and a half days left before Hu Biao and their first stage needed to hold on.

The sky was only slightly bright, and Montauban, Grant and other high-level leaders of the Yin Law Alliance, one of them counted one, and they got up early.

After they carefully freshened up, they all changed into clean uniforms, and some of them appeared in the main building like dogs, outside the range of light and heavy firepower.

The reason for them to do this is very simple.

It was during several days of fighting, although the casualties on their side had reached a staggering two thousand or more.

Facing more than two dozen members of the Xuange battalion, plus some eunuchs and palace maids, there were such large casualties.

With such a bad result, they themselves feel ashamed to say it.

But no matter what, they can clearly feel that the defense in the building is getting weaker and weaker day by day; By the time of the last attack before dark last night, it was already quite weak.

Judging by the judgment, the number of combatants who could still hold guns and fire in it would not exceed sixty.

What's more, those Eastern knights of the Xuange Battalion, even if each of them is iron, now their mental and physical strength should have reached the limit, and their combat effectiveness has been reduced very significantly.

So, they all have a strong faith in their hearts.

If nothing miracle happens, they'll be able to take this damn building today; Then kill and capture those inside, and snatch the treasures of the Orient hidden inside.

Just think of this, all the high-ranking officers of the coalition forces, and even every soldier.

Under the fiery anticipation in my heart, where can I sleep?

So today, they wake up early.

After a hasty breakfast, about 300 soldiers of the Yin-Law Alliance launched an attack on the main building with unprecedented excitement.

It's not that they don't want to throw in more troops at once, and the tide rushes in and completely drowns the defenders.

If they did, the defenders would throw or rush up with explosives bags; Under the astonishing power of the explosives pack, dozens of people can be sold off at one time.

At most, if they are bombed two or three times in a row, even if there are more soldiers, they will lose the courage to fight and flee back desperately; Nothing but a staggering casualty figure was obtained.

So much so that now, they don't dare to invest too many troops at all.

Anyway, in the eyes of the senior officers, as long as they launched a few more attacks and consumed the opponent to the limit, they could still win the battle in the end.

Around dawn, the members of the clan who had completed a cultivation and had their spirits lifted a little; After seeing the opponent take action, he also entered the combat position at the first time.

As the Hanyang-made rifles in their hands pulled the trigger one after another, the fierce battle was immediately started.

Then, the memories of both sides of the war were so deep that many years later, when they remembered it, they were distracted and in a daze, and even had nightmares......

At 11:52 a.m., in the sixth offensive launched by the coalition forces today.

dragged a left thigh position, and was stabbed by a bayonet in a pair of pierced Barong; With the neck wrapped in thick gauze, the watchdog is still oozing blood.

A battle group of two people, bent on the first floor, cautiously advancing; The steps under his feet were as light as those of a tanuki, and he didn't dare to make a slightly louder movement.

In this process, the watchdog, who walked a little ahead, pricked up his ears high.

Amid all kinds of guns and shouts, he tried to listen to the footsteps and other movements around him, and was always ready for battle.

Saying! Back in yesterday's battle, after their firepower was greatly reduced due to the massive loss of personnel, there was no way to keep the opponent out of the main building.

So in almost every battle, after killing and injuring a part of the opponent, you have to be rushed in by the opponent.

A small number of personnel, with a small number of fathers-in-law, relied on the last hand-cranked Gatling heavy machine gun to hold the second floor.

Most of the remaining team members stayed on the first floor in pairs to enter this fierce battle room by room.

When the Yin-French coalition forces can't bear the losses and withdraw, when will it be over.

It was only after five or six steps forward that a nervous and rapid breathing sound faintly reached the ears of the watchdog.

The watchdog immediately turned around and reached out to make a series of simple gestures to Baron behind him.

The content of the representation is very simple: there should be five people hiding in the small living room behind the corner of the corridor, and the two of them should prepare together, and after three counts, they will start together.

Then, with the watchdog's three fingers, one by one were put away.

When the last finger is also collected by the watchdog.

The two of them rushed out like lightning, and one man and two revolvers fired desperately in their hands; Instantly, the seven people who were hiding there were put to the ground.

It's a pity that before the five of them were shot and fell to the ground, their spirits were already tense, and they instinctively successfully pulled the trigger of their fingertips and beckoned the bullet from the chamber.

One of them missed, hitting a little spark in the wall, and the other hit Baron's chest at the front, just on the stainless steel insert of his DIY body armor.

The 10 mm thick bulletproof insert successfully blocked the penetration of a single Miner.

But the huge kinetic energy carried by the warhead still made Baron feel the position of the shot, as if someone had hit him with a hammer.

Although the ribs are not broken, the bone cracks specify that they can't run.

Boy! That full force made Barong almost not come up in one breath, and fainted directly.

If you take off the body armor and jacket, you will definitely see a bruise the size of a palm at the location where you were shot.

It was only in the next second that after hearing the sound of leather boots rushing wildly, Barong ignored the huge discomfort in his chest and shouted the word 'retreat' in a distorted voice.

The voice fell, and a dozen or so French soldiers appeared in their sight.

At the moment of appearance, the first three rifles with bayonets already fired, and the bullets hit the wall and bricks flew up.

If it weren't for Barong and the two of them to retreat in time, I'm afraid that someone would have been shot again.

Taking two deep breaths, the watchdog pondered a revolver in his hand, and there were eight rounds in the nest, which should be enough.

Immediately, he gave Barong another look, and prepared to rush out of the corner of the corridor and set fire to the target who had just rushed to the small living room.

As a result, the French army on the opposite side pulled the trigger.

Even if Ba Long shrank relatively quickly, after a ricocheting bullet flew by, it was also on the position of his left eyebrow, and a deep wound visible on the spot was opened.

In an instant, his left eye was stinged by the flowing blood, and everything in front of him became blood-red.

Annoyed in his heart, Barong raised his dirty sleeves, wiped his eyes, and shouted at the guard dog:

"After counting ten, rush to fire together and kill these foreign devils."

After saying that, without waiting for the watchdog's response, he rushed straight into the room on the side.

When the number in his mouth was counted to 'nine', one shoulder smashed into the wall and rushed into the small living room.

Before the French could react, the twin guns in their hands began to fire wildly.

Almost at the same time, the watchdog also rushed out of the corner of the hallway and frantically pulled the trigger.

Add to that the French counterattack before they died, and the gunfire here was as dense as fried beans; There are no fancy things at all, the fight is which is faster on both sides.

After two seconds, the gunfire died down.

All ten French soldiers fell to the ground, but neither Baron nor the watchdog fell.

But Barong leaned against the wall, so he didn't let himself sit on the ground; Because a shot pierced his waist and broke one of his precious waists.

No way! Because of their kung fu in the body, they do have faster nervous reaction speeds.

But no matter how fast the reaction is, can it be faster than a bullet?

What's more critical is that after several days of fighting, the two of them now have a number of injuries all over their bodies, especially the penetrating wound on Barong's left thigh.

It made Baron's reaction worse, maybe the nerves reacted at that time, but the body couldn't keep up.

Seeing this, the watchdog quickly took out a piece of gauze, intending to come forward to support Barong and press the wound along the way.

Wait until the rest of the clan team has beaten back this group of Yin Law Alliance forces, and then find a way to treat them.

It's just that Ba Long knows that when the only serious doctor in the team dies in battle, he is afraid that his internal organs will be completely hopeless.

To do this, he waved his hand behind the watchdog holding his hand.

After removing a pair of revolvers with mottled blood stains in his hands and the belt with the bullet box hanging from them, and delivering them back and forth, he said:

"I won't live long, so don't worry about me, you quickly retreat~"

In fact, if Barong is not saved, how can he not see that he is a watchdog of an old bird? It's just that I can't bear it, so I just throw my teammates away.

Finally, after gritting his teeth, he took the pistol and the belt and walked away without looking back.

A sentence came from behind him: "Brother, you must persevere......"

After the watchdog's figure disappeared completely, even against the wall, Barong could not continue to stand, and collapsed under the weakness of his knees, waiting for death to come.

As he expected, at most, ten seconds later, five or six more Yin troops rushed over.

After seeing Barong collapsed on the ground, these people were ecstatic.

You must know that the people who have lost their resistance in front of them are dressed like those oriental knights of the Xuange camp.

Even the corpse of a member of the Xuange Battalion, as long as it is taken out, can get a high reward from the commander.

If it were a captive like this who was alive, the reward would only be even more amazing.

Immediately, the crowd rushed over with cheers; The two men who rushed to the front locked Barong's hands and lifted him off the ground.

But an instant later, they were running frantically into the distance.

Because the moment they mentioned Baron, they could see behind this Eastern knight, a wooden-handled grenade was smoking.

Then, before they could escape, the blast wave and flying fragments of the explosion began to wreak havoc.

Want to capture the members of the Xuange Battalion alive? They think too much.

(End of chapter)