Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

"Get down, everyone get down …" Avoiding gunfire, hiding in a blind spot on the south side of the trench … "You bastard, what are you doing? Hurry up and get down …"

"Lower your head …" Everyone lowered their heads... Open your mouth... Block Ears... Are you f * cking deaf? "You're really deaf …"

"Damn it, is this the cannon battle that the lord spoke of? F * ck you, laozi isn't afraid of you … "

When the main force of thornbush gardener's Fourth Brigade appeared in front of the special mix camp brothers, they did not hesitate at all to start firing a barrage of cannons.

It had to be known that in this era, no matter how strong the army was, they would only be able to use solid artillery shells and flowering bomb mixed together. The complete spread of flowering bomb could only be done during the Franco-Prussian War four years later.

This was the first time that the Xiao Letian Army and the Hamburg recruit had to face a real artillery barrage. This kind of apocalyptic scene, which was almost like the end of the world, scared everyone silly. No matter how prepared they were previously, when they encountered a real artillery battle, they would all feel an undefeatable illusion from the bottom of their hearts.

"Heaven Collapses and Earth Shatters …" The Gates of Hell have been opened... "I don't want to die, I want to live …" Suddenly, a Hamburg recruit who had lost his temper, stood up and was about to escape from the trench, but his Chinese class monitor, Tian Zhang, caught his belt in one go.

"You bastard, you're courting death …" Squat down, hurry up and squat down … " Just as the two were entangling themselves, a cannonball exploded less than twenty meters away from them.

The dirt flew like a storm, shrapnel whizzed in the air, and the blast knocked them both to the ground.

"Squad leader!" How are you... Your back is covered in blood... "Aiya, a big chunk of your butt has been cut off …"

"What!?" What did you say? "I can't hear you …" Tian Dazhang's ears were filled with sonic booms. Compared to the injuries to his ears, his butt was like a piece of cake.

"Louder, haven't you guys had breakfast in the morning? You, you, you, you … Hold that bastard down, then tie him up for me.

Just as he was speaking, another ear-piercing scream came from midair. Tian Zhang's most furious and most admired rogue soldier, Si Diwen, pounced towards him like a tiger.

"Squad leader, be careful..." "The second wave of enemy bombings is coming …"

The group of people tightly lied at the bottom of the trench, trying their best to get their bodies close to the south trench. This was the blind spot of the cannonball explosion, and shrapnel and shock waves would not be able to reach here.

At this time, Xiao Letian was hiding in the third trench, where there was a temporary explosion-proof bunker. In reality, it was a large trench, top of the trench was a layer of tree trunk adding a layer of mud, and no matter how thick the tree trunk was, it had to be a full five storeys thicker to form Xiao Letian's recommended headquarters.

Initially, according to Xiao Letian's request, he wanted to personally go to first trench to stand with his brothers. However, he didn't expect that King Yi, Dragon Lord and all the other military officers and soldiers would agree to do this, so much that even Dragon Lord moved his hands.

He had no choice but to watch his brothers get blown up. "Damn it, damn it!" Was this the true battle of cannons? "It's only 76 field gun and they have already created such a huge wave of commotion. The scene in the movies where 10,000 cannons were fired in the past wasn't as spectacular as it is now …"

"Damn it, no matter how awesome a Hollywood director is, he shouldn't even think about filming such a realistic battle scene. It's so satisfying, so satisfying …" Brother Shi, Dragon Lord, look, this is what I meant by cannon warfare. Remember, this is the mainstream of future wars.

King Yi and Dragon Lord had long gotten used to going mad from time to time. What Hollywood, what director, why don't you just not ask, Xiao Letian will definitely not give you the answer.

But putting aside the crazy things that Xiao Letian had said, the remaining dry goods were worth thinking about. Especially for the King Yi, it was not like he had never seen tens of thousands of cannons fired at the same time. Back in the days when the heaven and the Xiang Army were fighting each other, he had also seen hundreds of cannons firing at each other.

But today it was completely different from before. The current cannon technology in Europe was already a thousand miles long. The old pre-installed cannons were lining up to be retrained.

When no one in the Qing Empire knew what rifling was, not only had guns been used widely in Europe, but even muskets had been destroyed. Not to mention the popularity of flaring artillery shells and new explosives, all of these combined together presented a terrifying scene of destruction.

"Oh my god, if we fight like this all the time in the future, would there still be a way for us martial artists to survive? "I've never been able to hold a single bullet in my whole life of martial arts practice, not to mention this kind of artillery shell …" Just as the Dragon Lord was deep in thought, there was a sudden boom and a cannonball landed in the main camp. The intense explosion almost shattered the roof.

"Lord, be careful …" His chest was pressed so close to the ground and his heart could feel the tremors from the explosion, and the concealment above his head began to drop out of the ground, causing the entire headquarters to be thrown into a complete mess.

"Put..." Let me go... I'm going to die... This kind of flowering bomb mainly relied on killing with broken parts … "He won't be able to blow up our bunker …"

"Pah pah pah …" Xiao Letian stood up and spat out the dirt in his mouth as if his life depended on it, and at that moment, he suddenly realised that the entire world was quiet, so quiet that it made people's hair stand.

When Xiao Letian looked towards the south with the binoculars, he saw that the troops of about a regiment of Austrian Army had already pulled out a long line and were starting to move towards the trench in small steps.

"Prepare for battle... "The enemy's scattered troops are charging forward, everyone get ready to fight …" Even without Xiao Letian's order, orders had already begun to rise and fall from the first trench.

South of the plateau, Ta Bulisibojue and the Baron Peng Ka stood side by side on a slope. Both of them held onto their binoculars and stared at the battlefield in the distance without moving.

"Very good, that's it. Disperse Charge must be strictly disciplined, and have good control of the rhythm …" That's right, that's right, let's start speeding up now, the kids should be warming up now... "Don't be careless, you have to control the pace well. When they reach fifty meters from the trench, let the second wave of soldiers start moving …"

Old Count seemed to admire the quality of his soldiers. This charge was as strict as the textbook said. However, Peng Ka, the baron beside him, was not that cautious. He put down the telescope and shrugged his shoulders.

"My dear sir, aren't you a little overthinking? After such a large scale bombardment, how many enemies could still survive? Even if they had trenches to hide from, would they still be able to avoid the debris and explosions? "It has to be said that this time, the military department in the empire has given us all flowering bomb …"

Just as Baron Peng Ka was chattering nonstop, he suddenly realized that the hands of Old Count holding onto his binoculars were trembling, and the expression on his face was getting weirder and weirder.

Peng Ka subconsciously raised his binoculars to look at the battlefield, and exclaimed: "What? How could this be? "Why are there so many enemies …"

Yes, in his line of sight, one densely packed head after another actually emerged from the edge of the trench that should have been completely destroyed.

Although they were confused, their faces showed no signs of retreating. Soon, countless rifles were erected at the edge of the trench, and the black muzzles of their guns were aimed at the charging crowd.

Not only that, what was even more infuriating was that these Prussian soldiers still had the mood to repair the war trenches. They saw that the holes that were blown out by the explosions had countless Engineer's spade s flying around, the jet black and soft soil being piled up on top of the trenches and the entire trenches were being repaired at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.

"How could this be? That was ten rounds of artillery shells just now. More than seven hundred exploding artillery shells had almost caught up to their military strength. How could there still be so many people left alive? Could it be that there aren't two battalions stationed here? "Are they actually two groups …"

But now was not the time to be indecisive. The Austrian Army's thousand plus soldiers lines had already started to move, from small steps to small steps as they charged forward. All the soldiers gripped their rifles tightly, their faces full of seriousness.

When the group of people charged to a distance 60 meters away from the trench, almost all the commanders drew their sabers and shouted together, "Shoot!" Charge... Long live the King! "

Bang Bang Bang... The line that Austrian Army was charging at was suddenly filled with thunder, the thick white smoke instantly covering the entire line. However, they only had one chance to shoot. The guns in front of them couldn't be loaded while they were moving.

"Charge..." Long live the King! " Over a thousand Austrian Army s charged forward while shouting loudly. Everyone held up their shiny bayonets, they were already mentally prepared for a battle of attrition.

Just as they were striding through the smoke belt, they heard a strange accent coming from the opposite side. "Fire …" "Free shooting …"

Clank clank clank! The sound of a gun being pulled was followed by intense gunfire. Prussian's massacre started.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang... At first, one could still hear the rhythm of the single shot, but in the end, it became a continuous sound, like a surging tide.

The bullets were like a storm as they rained down. The group of Hamburg recruit and Eastern Army officers had long forgotten their fear, or perhaps, their minds were completely blank.

The shot had already become a subconscious action. Fire, then pull the bolt to back off the shell, reload it with new ammunition, and then fire again. A full shooting cycle wouldn't even take three seconds.

Austrian Army had suffered greatly this time. The thin bag of soldiers was instantly torn apart, countless of soldiers were shot into a sieve, and the distance of 60 meters turned into a slaughterhouse of the god of death.

"Fire, fire, fire..." "Don't be stingy with your ammunition. This time we brought double the amount of bullets, let's kill to our heart's content …"