Chapter 767 The Great Sword of the Supervising Team
"Press up and press me."
The voice of Mr. Zhou also came, not that this guy didn't want to die soon, but that the combat locations were different. It turned out that when he was in China, he was all our own people.
So at this time it is time to throw a grenade. A grenade can knock the opponent back with just one grenade. But now this is Fusang, and these people are all a bunch of livestock, so another tactic is used against them, which is to kill them on the largest scale, making them feel scared from the bottom of their hearts.
If it weren't for the voice of Mr. Zhou, many soldiers would throw out the grenades in their hands. Now after hearing Mr. Zhou's words, everyone calmed down and started to shoot quickly with a pistol to kill Fusang soldiers to the greatest extent.
The Fusang soldiers originally thought they had found a way to attack, which was to push forward with their comrades' bodies, but suddenly they found that this method was not very useful. One was because of artillery bombing, and the other was because the opponent's gunshot technique was too accurate.
As soon as their soldiers showed up, someone would soon shoot them short and fast, and now they are about thirty meters away.
The opponent's pistol can play its greatest advantage. Many Fusocana soldiers have been named before they see what is happening in front of the corpse wall, and there is an extra blood hole in their heads.
Songoshi Yoshioka and others also raised their hearts to their throats. If they could rush in, they would be Fusang's project, but if they couldn't get in, after the defeat this time, Songoshi Yoshioka should have committed suicide by separatism.
The last time he lost only one Fukuoka, which was not a big deal to him. Even if the superiors wanted to punish him, some people would excuse him. But if he failed this time, the entire Kyushu Island might be lost.
So no one would say a word for this guy. All he could wait for was to commit suicide by septum. Even if he ran back to Kyoto, there would be no good result. Maybe he would have to implicate his family.
"No one is allowed to retreat, no one is allowed to retreat. Raise the samurai sword in your hands. If the person in front of you retreats, kill him or her."
When Matsumoto Yoshioka saw that his subordinates were softened, he immediately mobilized them. There must be no gap at this time. If his subordinates did not rush forward, what he had done before would be wasted.
The hero Zhou could already see the faces of these people in front of him clearly. Although these frivolous faces were ferocious, they were about to rush into the Ming camp.
But there is nothing to be afraid of for the hero Zhou. It is better to be closer. Our grenades can exert the maximum power. When they rushed into the fifteen-meter range, the first grenade was thrown out of the hero Zhou's hand.
A whizzing sound rang out, and there were small black dots everywhere in the sky. These small black dots were grenades thrown by the soldiers.
The Fusang soldiers were full of fear, and many people looked desperate. They thought they could rush in for the last time, but who knew that so many grenades fell from the sky, and thousands of grenades exploded at the same time, and the whole earth seemed to tremble.
The comrades around them were blown to death one by one. They used their comrades' bodies to create a line of defense, but now they were blown up to pieces. Without the cover of these corpses, their bodies were exposed to the Ming soldiers.
How could the Ming soldiers lose this opportunity? Some people continued to throw grenades, while others held guns in their hands, and harvested the Fusang soldiers in front of them.
Although they were holding two pistols, if Zhu Cixuan was here, he could feel how fast their shooting speed was. If he had to calculate it carefully, the speed could almost reach the shooting speed of a submachine gun.
The Fusang soldiers fell down one after another. Although they had already shown great courage, when facing the Ming army, no matter what kind of strength they used or how much they wished they could die, in short, they could not rush through ten meters in front of the position.
Of course, the Ming soldiers also suffered considerable casualties. Although they did not have many bows and arrows in their hands, these Fusang people had another way to attack, that is, the knife in their hands.
When approaching the Ming soldiers, they took out the knife on their bodies and threw it at the Ming soldiers, although most of the soldiers were in the trenches.
However, in order to achieve better attack results, many people stood in trenches, holding two pistols in both hands, and attacked these Fuso soldiers.
The result of this is that it can kill Fusang soldiers on a large scale, but there is also a disadvantage. When Fusang soldiers throw their short swords, many of the soldiers on our side fell into a pool of blood, but no one cares about this now.
Everyone knows that it is the last moment and we must decide the outcome at this time.
"Hold on me."
Haohan Zhou saw a gap tearing apart not far away. It turned out that because the soldiers' shooting speed was too fast, the barrels of several soldiers were overheated and there was no way to continue shooting. So more than a dozen Fusang soldiers seized this opportunity and took advantage of the firepower gap here, they rushed in.
A Fusang warrior stabbed into the abdomen of a Ming soldier with a knife, but when he wanted to pull it out, the Ming soldier pressed him to the ground. No matter how he stirred the samurai sword in his hand, there was no way to move the silence.
The Ming soldiers knew very well that they would never let this guy pull fifty swords out of his body.
If he was allowed to climb out, it means that another soldier might lose his life. He could no longer survive anyway, so it would be better to involve this guy in more time for other soldiers to find ways to reinforce.
Hearing the sound of horse hooves from behind, the soldier also closed his eyes with peace of mind.
The reinforcements sent by Zheng Sen finally came over. Zheng Sen saw it clearly from a high place. There was no need for the second line of defense at all. The enemy absolutely had no strength to attack the second line of defense.
So thousands of soldiers rushed over as fast as possible. When these people came, the Fusang soldiers on the position lost their lives one by one.
Chapter completed!