The tragic Hu people rushed to the trench one after another, and some even were only a few feet apart.

But with the crazy strafing of the Italian cannons, rows of cavalry fell down, and the cavalry behind them rushed to the front.

By now, both sides are obviously crazy, and it seems that all the consequences are no longer considered. The timid Hu cavalry, who had no fear, are worthy of the title of No. 1 cavalry in the world. They are actually facing countless artillery fire without any retreat. The iron cavalry in the sky is like locusts, and they are endlessly killed and eliminated.

The recruits have forgotten everything at this time. The long-term training has given them sufficient strength and endurance, and also given them the courage to implement it.

At this time, everyone's ears were buzzing, and they could not hear any sounds coming from around them. Everyone was shooting mechanically.

Countless bullets flew around, and the rain of arrows shot from the rear of the Hu cavalry fell down one by one, but the fallen people soon took over his position.

Life and death seem to be no longer important, and there is no longer the need for so-called passionate speeches to inspire the so-called period.

Like a meat grinder, in front of the first battalion, casualties expanded wildly, and one Hu people fell down one after another.

The number of soldiers of Xinxin Army who were shot in the trench also began to increase.

The military doctor has begun to fail to work, and the trenches are filled with people covering their wounds and wailing.

Some recruits had a young face, and arrows penetrated his collarbone. He covered his wounds and roared, rolling in the mud. Unfortunately, because there were artillery fire everywhere and there were shouting for killing everywhere, his cry for help seemed powerless.

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The Italian cannon still spits out flames.

But in a certain position, the Italian cannon was unfortunately stuck.

The sound of slap ended abruptly.

Although the grenadiers began to drop bombs into the gap exposed by the firepower network without hesitation, finally, Hu soldiers rushed in.

A Hu soldier rushed in, and then... there was a second and a third...

Hu Bing waved his sword and jumped into the trench like crazy.

However, the trench was too wide and the war horse fell directly into the trench. Hu Bing, who fell to the ground, hurriedly picked up his knife and stood up.

Seeing this, the nearby team officer yelled tragically: "Battle!"

Dozens of new recruits beside him gave up shooting and rushed forward with bayonets.

Dingdang...

In the narrow trench, there was actually not much room for transformation and no room for implementation, so there was only assassination and slashing like crazy. Then, someone was hit by a knife and roared unwillingly, and the wound on his body was bleeding, and then he fell in a pool of blood.

The winner has no time to show his victory, because the next enemy is already coming.

No one is afraid of death anymore.

The Italian cannon was still sniffing, the musket was still spitting out its tongue, and the artillery positions behind were still roaring.

But the battle in the trench has become even more tragic.

The reserve team of the First Battalion has begun to enter the lost position.

Helplessly, more Hu people have rushed in from this gap and are constantly killing them.

Chen Wuji had realized that this gap would be the key to victory or defeat, and he should never be taken lightly. He was busy with his own soldiers and blindly devoted himself to it.

"Stop! Keep!" The handsome face had been replaced by blood. Chen Wuji was like a bloody man. He was holding a knife, and the bayonet behind him was sturdy and followed him into the densest places of the Hu people.

"kill!"

Hundreds and thousands of people roared together.

The Hu people already felt that victory was in sight. Although this victory was hard-won, they realized that the price they paid was too great. Just to kill here, they didn't know how many people were corpses in the wilderness.

It's going to win.

In any case, at least they are still winners.

But soon, they realized that they were wrong.

These Han people were much more tenacious than they thought. Even if they were close forces, the tenacity and fearlessness they showed caught the Hu people off guard.

Because in their original impression, as long as the defense line of the Han people was broken, the Han people were often like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, like a broken door. With just a light kick, they could be defeated.

But now... the people who shouted that they were not retreating, and they were obviously not as many as the Hu people who rushed to help later. In this gap, even if they invested in a limited reserve team, they were far from the number of Hu people who flocked in.

But here, the Hu people saw the military officers rushing in front and shouting, and countless Han soldiers behind them were rushing towards here with bayonets so fearlessly.

In this moment.

It is enough to make the Hu people regret this decisive battle, because they can clearly wait for their work, but they can choose to consume it slowly.

This is a fierce battle that the Hu people are afraid of later.

Once the scripture begins, it is like an endless nightmare. When you think you can win every time, but the result can often surprise you.

"Kill them all!" The Hu people, who were swarming like a tide, had to give up their war horses. The two horses collided fiercely. Then, countless swords and swords collided. Everyone just repeated the weapons in their hands into the other party's body, but soon, they were stabbed into their bodies with weapons.

"Steal!" Chen Wuji knew that his roar would not be many people heard. He had rushed into the enemy formation and killed a Hu man. The fewer and fewer comrades and Hu men around him fell down one by one, falling down one by one, falling into the blood that gathered into a river. Chen Wuji felt instantly that his eyes were soaked in tears. He felt that his nose was a little sad. Many people behind him were in the same camp with him, like brothers. He could even call out many familiar names. Knowing their hobbies, he saw with his own eyes a boy who was only seventeen years old, and his arm was cut off by the Hu man. When he fell down, several Hu men stabbed him with swords, which eventually broke his breath.

This young man once loved to eat meat and sing. He once made a wish for Chen Wuji, hoping that in the future, he could go back to the countryside and marry his cousin as his wife, and men farm and women weave. But now, it seems... Chen Wuji can no longer see the slightly shy and shy smile on his tender face.

"Kill!" Chen Wuji kicked away a knife that was piercing from the ground, and with a grim smile on his face, he stabbed into the other party's chest. He seemed to be unable to relieve his anger, hugged the other party and bit the other party's ears hard.

Uh...uh... The Hu man screamed and his body twitched violently.
Chapter completed!