evil slave

The civilian husbands and civilians who were not killed continued to rush forward. Behind them, countless old people, children and women were crying because they saw the bodies of their sons, fathers, and husbands lying on the ground. 【】The departure of their relatives caused their nerves to collapse instantly. Some stood there blankly on the spot, standing there motionless, letting the blunderbuss shoot by their side; Luo who was behind the gate killed someone or gave Guan Ningjun a vicious glance, then picked up the weapons left by his relatives from the ground without saying a word, and joined the crowd that continued to charge.

The three firings of the Rakshasa people caused huge casualties to the charging peasants and people of all ethnic groups. Similarly, the Russians caught in the crowd would not be spared because of the long eyes of the blunderbuss. Almost half of the Russian men were shot. After being beaten to death, several women were also hit by the blunderbuss, and one of the women was holding her new-month-old child in her arms.Many people died, and the fear in their hearts receded slightly. Numbness filled everyone's hearts. They completely forgot what they were going to do, and they just rushed forward mechanically, and even the weapons they held in their hands went from beginning to end. Just maintain a posture, straight and straight, motionless.

Death is no longer so scary. It turns out that people leave this world so quickly and so quietly, and they close their eyes without even screaming out the pain.Among the charging crowd, at least half of them only wanted to die quickly. This kind of pain and torture was really unbearable. They hated themselves, the Guanning Army, the Raksha people, and Everyone in this world hates God, why should we be involved in this irrelevant war? !Why let us be the victims of this war!

Zhao Qiang saw with his own eyes a Daur woman holding her child lying on a fallen male corpse, weeping miserably, and then suddenly grabbed the short knife in the male corpse's hand and stabbed the child beside her. The dagger stabbed into his chest.When she was about to die, her hands tightly held onto her husband and her child, and the family of three just lay there quietly... lying there quietly...

"Sin, sin!"

Zhao Qiang couldn't take it any longer, turned his head sadly, Liu De also went to Zhao Qiang's place, he had a deep understanding of the marshal's pain, but he didn't know what to say, comfort, this human tragedy was made by the marshal himself, Not comforting, but also seemed to be too cold-blooded, standing there in a bad mood for a while, talking for a long time.

Among the piles of corpses in front of the wooden fence, several people struggled to crawl out from below.Almost all of these people turned red all over, as if they were blood men.Ah Man is a lucky person, or rather an unlucky one. He was wriggling on the ground, and just now the Raksha people's firecracker hit his thigh. Although his body was fine, but his leg failed and he could no longer stand up. Come.Ah Man obviously didn't want to die, he didn't want to die like this, because his grandmother was still waiting for him to bring the prey home.

Grandma, grandma... Ah Man kept mumbling in his mouth, slowly crawling on the ground, grabbing the soil with his fingers, as if he wanted to turn the land over.His eyelids were getting heavier and his body was getting colder and colder, but his eyes were always fixed on the wooden fence. He climbed towards the fence with determination, and there was a red drag mark on the ground, which became longer and longer... …If anyone can clear what is going on in his mind at this moment, there will be a wrinkled and kindly old Xibe face imprinted in Ah Man's mind.

Those minor injuries did not affect the peasants who stood up, and they also struggled to stand up from the ground and lower their heads to pick up weapons. Some people got swords, but some people just touched a stone, and then stumbled towards The wooden fence rushed over.The people around them could hear the shouts of "Ho...ho..." from their mouths. Their voices were already hoarse, but they were still shouting to charge. They staggered and staggered, but the direction of running did not change at all.

I don’t know who sang the folk songs of the clan. I didn’t expect that when he sang like this, the people around him also sang one after another. The singing came from different voices, including Sauron songs, Daur songs, and Ewenki songs. Songs, even Russian songs, grew louder and louder, as if trying to drown out the bang bang gunfire.

The picture of the natives not fearing death stupefied the Russian musketeers behind the wooden fence. Although they were all well-trained Teijin, seeing those yelling and rushing, as if they had forgotten life and death, one after another kept coming. The souls of the Eastern natives and Russian compatriots who fell to the ground were still extremely shocked.In the trance-stricken scene, the musketeers began to tremble. They trembled and made mistakes. The match was lit without charge.

The Rakshasa soldiers behind the first row of wooden fences began to retreat towards the second row. The natives had already charged, and they had to retreat. The firecrackers that could not be fired were worse than a fire stick in their hands.Although those aborigines were all mobs who were forced to die, hundreds of people rushing forward together could crush them to death.

The loss of the first row of wooden fences made Vlasov anxious. The cavalry he had cleared was slowly moving towards this side, and their horses were slowly accelerating.If these natives were allowed to rush to the second and third rows, then everything would be over!

"Hold it, hold it! These lunatics must be beaten down!"

Vlasov roared with all his strength, waving the command knife in his hand, urging the soldiers to fire quickly, but the natives charged too fast, and the musketeers had no time to reload the ammo, so they could only watch them turn over the first row Mu Zha, with red eyes, desperately rushed to the second row of Mu Zha.Some musketeers threw away their guns and ran back. Now, the shadow of death began to reverse, and the slaughtered before became the nightmare of the slaughterer.The Buryats also realized that they were about to lose their hold. I don’t know which tribe first reminded the leader. Under the leadership of Zajiv, the Buryats began to snatch the horses that were taken away by the Russians. They wanted to run away. Running even if you can't get out is better than staying here and waiting to die.

Seeing that the natives were about to rush to the second row of wooden fences, and the musketeers hadn't fired yet, the Mongols behind them started to mess up again. Vlasov was stunned and shouted in a hurry:

"Petrusha, quickly, stop them!"

Hearing the Governor's yell, Petrusha also became anxious, but it was useless, it took time to load the gunpowder!Finally, the musketeers behind the third row of wooden fences loaded their medicines, and Petrusha hastily ordered them to shoot.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Another row.Shooting, the fog on the battlefield rises again. No one doubts that under this round of blows, these natives who charge like madmen will die a lot of people, but after so many people die, whether these natives will retreat is the doubt in the hearts of all Russian troops. .

The thick smoke hadn't cleared up yet, and the Russian soldiers who opened their eyes wide and watched the casualties of the natives suddenly screamed. They saw more than 100 unkempt and blood-stained natives appearing in front of them, and they yelled to go to the wood in front of them. grid.

"Retreat, retreat to the back!"

Under the yelling of the officers, the musketeers gave up the second row of wooden fences, and rushed to the back like flying. At the same time, the musketeers behind the third row were also nervously loading gunpowder.

"Pass my order, the whole army of the Second Cavalry Regiment charges!"

After the civilian husbands and the people of all ethnic groups had broken through the two wooden fences of the Russian army, Zhao Qiang immediately ordered the cavalry regiment to attack.There are only 300-[-] civilian husbands and people of various ethnic groups remaining. Basically, their goal has been achieved, and there is no need for them all to die.

"All troops attack!"

Ma Long, who had already pushed in less than 300 meters away from the Russian army, shouted loudly when he heard the order, clamped his legs, and the horse under his seat immediately began to speed up.More than 400 cavalry in three brigades rushed towards the Russians' final line of defense like arrows flying off the string.

"Order Zuo Mingnan to prepare to clean up the battlefield and take over the prisoners!"

As soon as the Second Cavalry Regiment charged, Zhao Qiang knew that there was no suspense in this battle. What he had to do now was to clean up the battlefield and deal with Dujigensk's Russian army.He has already made He Manchuan's [-]rd Infantry Regiment tightly trap the Dujigensk defenders, and Qi Zhuang's [-]st Cavalry Regiment's [-]st Battalion remains mobile. As long as the Russian reinforcements are dealt with, they will gather all their strength to take down Dujigensk. Gigenske.

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One mistake, the leader of the three cavalry brigades was Qianhu Malong of the Second Cavalry Regiment, not He Manchuan, it has been changed.

The plot of these two chapters may be a bit inhuman, but there is no kindness in war, and cruel things will always happen.