Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

The Fourth Battalion of the Black Tortoise Regiment, established the Northern Mountain Defensive Popular Group, when the French Fleet split up and attacked the Guotou Village, Chu Zhao and his company along with a thousand of local citizens built a steel line of defense on the Northern Mountain.

The Guotou Village was blown into ruins, Chu Zhao and Luo Houzi led the citizens to completely block the attack of the Frenchmen, and at the end, the Head water ghost s even made a beautiful counterattack.

The crudest and most primitive thunder had changed the entire process of the battle. The water ghost's sacrifice had achieved the victory in that battle, and the spirit of the North Mountain Defense Force was the reason why the Black Tortoise Regiment held the reputation of being a good defender.

At that moment, Chu Zhao and Luo Houzi had already been possessed by the Heroic Spirits that had died in the Temple of War, and they could faintly see the few Sacrificial water ghost in the air glaring at them.

"We can't lose face! He couldn't lose face! The Heroic Spirits of the Black Turtle Regiment who had died in battle were watching us … If we lose, will we still have the face to return home? You still have the face to enter the Temple of War? "

Chu Zhao bellowed, and wiped the blood off his face with his hand: "Luo Houzi guard here, let's have a round of pant, and fight a counter charge with me … He couldn't let himself be beaten like this any longer! "Charge out of the trenches and counterattack …"

At the critical moment, Chu Zhao made the most accurate decision. If you let the enemy completely grasp the rhythm of the battle, then your only ending would be death, and now that the enemy is fierce, the Fourth Battalion will be even more ruthless than the enemy.

Chu Zhao did not even turn his head as he pulled out his blade and cut open the neck of the Russian soldier, then said to the heavily injured guard beside him, "Little Gao! Do you dare to die here? "

Little Gao was Chu Zhao's bodyguard. Half a foot of hole had been opened in his stomach, and his intestines were flowing out. At this moment, he was desperately stuffing his hands back in.

"I have already hacked three people to death. Not counting those that were killed by the previous shots, it is already worth it!" "How come I don't dare to die …"

"Okay, you go! "Then, bring a few heavily injured brothers who were able to move, and blow up a protruding part of the bag on their back for me …"

"Yes, Battalion Commander!" The young Gao stuffed his intestines back into the bag and picked up a large explosive package of 10 kg and shouted, "Is there anyone who has died with me? Let's go home together!" With that, he pulled the fuse, jumped out of the trench and started to counterattack the enemy.

"Count me in …" "And me …" Soon after, another four wounded soldiers rushed up. In the blink of an eye, there was a loud explosion from outside the trenches, causing the air currents to flip over the corpses on the ground.

It was a suicidal counterattack, and a triangular hole had been blasted in front of the base. Taking advantage of the opportunity when the Russian Army had yet to fill up the gap, Chu Zhao jumped up, "Brothers, come with me and kill …" Break the enemy's attacking rhythm! "

One by one, the soldiers jumped into the trench and quickly formed into a battle squad of 40 people behind Chu Zhao. They held their rifles in their hands and fired while looking for an opportunity to strike with their bayonets.

The small group of raiders quickly cut a hole in the Russian Army's charging formation like a hot knife cutting through butter. The brothers in the trench behind them suddenly felt the pressure on them lessen, and the number of Russian Army soldiers that jumped into the trenches started to decrease.

"Damn it!" These East Asian monkeys actually dare to counterattack us? "Surround them …" A group of well-built Russian soldier s had a full company of troops, they broke away from the main group and surrounded Chu Zhao and the others.

"Now is the time …" Throwing grenades! " Luo Houzi's roar came from the gap behind Chu Zhao. In this place, physical combat had temporarily stopped, and the remaining injured people had gathered together and pulled the grenade.

At this time, he couldn't care about accidentally injuring them anymore. Wherever there were more Russian s, he would throw them.

Then looking at Chu Zhao and the others who had rushed out, a layer of the soldiers had been stripped away from them. Fifteen soldiers had died horribly under the enemy's bayonet, and the small army looked even more lonely.

The brothers stood shoulder to shoulder as they formed a small circle formation, the bayonets shot towards the outside, the wounded soldiers fired at the outside, those who could fight in close combat were the bayonet s outside, the small circle formation was like a hedgehog dodging death gods in a lava river, struggling for the last chance of survival.

The bayonet made contact with the bayonet, causing sparks to fly. Your bayonet stabbed into my chest, and my bayonet stabbed into your throat.

The Black Tortoise Camp's crazy counterattack had indeed protected the trenches, but the difference in military strength wasn't something that courage could make up for. A difference of six to one was something that was hard to reverse even with Sun Pi's rebirth.

All of the hard work of the Black Tortoise Camp was just to disrupt the tempo of the enemies and gain more time for victory. Right now, what they needed the most was reinforcements.

Luo Houzi looked at Chu Zhao who was going all out in front of him. He wanted to cry, but there were no tears in his eyes. Why haven't the reinforcements arrived yet?! "Is it f * cking a waste of time to eat …"

The roar shook the entire battlefield. At this time, a rhythmic roar of air came from his side of the battlefield. When this strange roar rang out, the Black Tortoise Battalion immediately burst out with fanatical roars.

"knife drawing team! This bunch of fish eaters have finally come up … Kill them! "Attack!"

's original goal was to use his bayonet to cut off the Chinese Army's spine and intimidate their fighting will. Hence, from the beginning to the end, he had maintained the state of using his white blade to attack as the main target.

Crazy barbarians, naturally there would be even crazier barbarians to deal with them. Was there anything more effective in cold weapons combat than medieval tactics?

The more than one hundred Knife Puller s roared and rushed forward with orderly steps. Within the formation formed by their western uniforms, everyone was actually holding a handful of bright red Katana. This was truly a sarcasm, maybe this was Xiao Letian's bad taste.

However, one had to admit that this kind of wicked taste was indeed very useful. At such a critical time, an ancient military formation was actually more useful.

"Roar …" "Ha!"

"Roar …" "Ha!"

The soldiers stepped on the slogan that was unique to them and walked forward with unified steps. Seeing this, the Russian Army s were all dumbstruck.

The one leading the knife drawing team was Yepingtai, upon seeing her comrade fight so fiercely, Xiao Letian's son-in-law's eyes reddened, and he gave a military salute. "Sorry, I came late! "Good man, I pay my respects to you all!"

"Warriors of Fusang!" Let these Russia bastards know what is called 'White Blade Combat' … Let them know what the Katana's wheels look like when they spin it … First row! "Descend!"

In these three rows of Katana formations, the first row of warriors didn't even need to choose their targets. After listening to the command, they raised their Katana blades and slashed down.

"Second row!" Up! "Descend!"

Then the first row of warriors turned sideways and back, and the second row of warriors raised their sabers and slashed forward, and at the same time took a step forward.

"Third row!" Up! "Descend!"

Yepingtai roared calmly, as the third row of warriors took another step forward and slashed their Katana s down, and at the same time, the second row of warriors took a step back.

The three blades never stopped, it was as though Xiao Letian had chosen to use his wheel and cut through the wind. Xiao Letian was very good at describing this kind of battle situation.

"Isn't this the fucking combine?"