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Chapter 481 Blood and Tears of Prussia (Second Update, please subscribe)
Finally, people are near!

Under the moonlight, the dark crowd appeared in the sight of the soldiers!

"Ba...ba...ba"

The clear gunshots rang out, and the soldiers lying in the trench kept aiming, pulling the trigger, and pulling the bolt. They used the Type 70 rifles in their hands to contain their lives.

Facing the oncoming enemies, the machine gunners operating the Gatling machine guns in the trenches shook the handles. Their expressions looked a little hideous, and they shook the machine guns and fired desperately.The howling bullets took the lives of one Prussian after another.

70 rifles, Gatling machine guns, and mortar fire kept sending Prussian soldiers to heaven, but they still attacked forward, not even shouting, not howling, only when they died.

"put!"

At a distance of less than one kilometer, the Prussian field artillery fired. The moment the shrapnel came out of the chamber, the sky and the earth were illuminated by the artillery flames. When the crack exploded, dozens of projectiles weighing 50 grams flew forward, covering a trench in an instant.

A projectile the size of a walnut set off a cloud of dust on the parapet of the trench. Amid the dust, several soldiers were hit by the projectile and fell into a pool of blood before they even came to scream.

Although the dense shotgun shells enveloped the entire trench, the soldiers in the trench pulled the bolts and aimed at the front, firing continuously, and the machine gunner in the bunker shook the handle, shooting and strafing continuously.

There are dead bodies everywhere in front of them, and the dry land has long been stained red and soaked by the blood of the corpses, but the one-sided massacre is still going on, and it seems that it will never end.

Stein, who was advancing with his brothers, suddenly felt something hit his lower abdomen. Before he could react, he fell to the ground, and when he felt the strength disappear from his body, he lay on his back He just looked at the night sky like that.

"Germany, Germany, above everything, above all things in the world; no matter when, to protect and defend, brothers always stand together. From Maas to Merle, from Esch to Belt..."

On the battlefield, in the hail of bullets, Stein, who was a little fuzzy, hummed this "Song of Germany". When his life was slowly disappearing, he seemed to have returned to his mother's arms. , his mother once taught him to sing this "Song of Germany" while playing the piano...

"Germany, Germany, above everything, above everything in the world. Germany, Germany, above all, above everything in the world!"

Not only one person is humming this "Song of Germany". On this battlefield, the words and music overlapped in the mouths of these soldiers who were dying. In the singing, they went to death without hesitation.

The continuous shooting even made the carbon steel barrel of the rifle become hot. As for the barrel of the Gatling machine gun, it also became hot during the continuous shooting.Under the howling rain of bullets, the Prussian soldiers fell in pieces, but people kept rushing up from behind, and some were knocked down on the corpses of their companions when they crossed them.

But even so, no one retreated, and no one ran away. In the darkness, the Prussians from Maas, Memer, Esch, and Belt moved forward without hesitation.

"Unity, justice and freedom, for the German Fatherland; let us strive together for this goal..."

The sound of gunfire and singing overlapped on the battlefield like this. Thousands of corpses were scattered in front of the positions of the South China Army between life and death.

The cannons are roaring. The howling shells will blow the soldiers into the sky, but they can't stop their footsteps. The whistling cannonballs will take the lives of the soldiers and smash their helmets, but they don't hide. , still holding the rifle, pulling the bolt, aiming and shooting...

This is a contest of wills, a contest of wills, any weakness or retreat will lead to failure.

"Unity, justice, and liberty are the guarantees of our happiness..."

A bullet pierced Buckhouse's forehead. When he fell, his glasses fell to the ground. He fell down and fell on the piles of corpses in front of the position. Lying on the ground, he watched unwillingly. night sky.

This is no longer a battle, but a massacre, which is destined to be a futile massacre, whether it is for the attacker or the defender.

It was from this very night that the battle came to a head, with artillery bombarding each other with cannons and infantry firing muskets, the battle went on without a break, and the stagnant front would fall, be lost, and be retaken.

death!

Death enveloped the land.

……

The battle reports from the front were sent to Zhu Xianhai one by one. Regarding the pressure from the First Division, he just said calmly.

"Understood, I believe Liangshan can hold it!"

Hold it!
Zhu Xianhai did not doubt the combat effectiveness of the first division, otherwise he would not have sent a division to stop the German attack.In fact, he didn't have many troops in his hands, but only two divisions and one brigade. With such a small army, if he wanted to eat up the Prussian Fourth Army with a total strength of nearly [-], he would not be able to survive.

However, he is not worried about these.

"Now, where is the position of the Thirteenth Army?"

Staring at the location of the Prussian Thirteenth Army on the map, Zhu Xianhai looked up at Ren Huabang and asked.

"According to our plan, what do you think?"

Facing His Majesty's question, Ren Huabang thought for a while and said.

"Your Majesty, our purpose of supporting France is not to help them completely defeat Prussia, but to help them overcome the immediate crisis. This also determines our tactics, which are different from the past."

As the first military officer who put forward the idea of ​​the "Resist General Aid Act", he certainly knew very well what the ultimate purpose of aiding the French was, and it was definitely not for the French to win the war completely.

And just to keep France from failing.It is best to return to the starting point where the war broke out. This is the ultimate goal of Nanhua's assistance to France.

Of course, it is not realistic to annihilate the Prussian Thirteenth Army with the strength of the expeditionary force, so seeking limited tactical victory is an inevitable choice.

"Annihilating the 13th Army is of no benefit to us. Repulsion is the best option compared to annihilation!"

"Well, that's defeat!"

Zhu Xianhai nodded slightly and said.

"Then let the [-]st Cavalry Brigade perform this task, there should be no problem!"

(End of this chapter)