Beethoven watched the enemy begin a full-scale attack, and quietly increased the tempo of his drum beat.
This should encourage comrades to shoot faster.
Beethoven glanced at his comrades next to him and found with satisfaction that none of them noticed that the beat was getting faster at all. Instead, they were concentrating on loading, and their movements were driven by the music to become faster.
Because of the emergency, Frost issued an order more than a month ago that the newly recruited National Guard soldiers would not practice formation at all, but would only practice shooting and reloading.
Now this order was effective. The soldiers had already developed basic muscle movements for loading, so they did not notice Beethoven secretly adding more weight.
Because of the continuous shooting, Beethoven could barely see the scene on the river bank in front of him, and his entire field of vision was filled with white smoke.
In this case, the soldiers could continue to shoot because they had prepared reference objects on the fortifications beforehand when building them.
As long as the soldiers raise their guns according to this reference object, they can ensure that the barrel of the gun is roughly pointed at the enemy coming ashore.
Then the rest can be left to probability.
Beethoven continued to play the drums while observing everyone's situation, and secretly sped up the drums a little more, but something went wrong immediately.
He saw a soldier use a purge to compact the paper ball blocking the mouth, but forgot to take out the purge.
The man just raised the gun with the gun still inserted in the barrel and fired.
The result was that the rod flew out of the barrel, crossed a very small parabola, and fell into the darkness and disappeared.
Beethoven wanted to apologize to the soldier who had lost his tune. It was because he had casually accelerated the melody that he made the mistake.
Then he watched this Madaha start a new round of loading. The first step of loading was to pull out the purge strip from the bracket under the gun, and then use the purge strip to clean the muzzle of the gun and remove the incompletely burned gunpowder and so on.
Deal with it to prevent the projectiles from getting stuck when loading.
And this Ma Daha spent a long time feeling under the barrel of his gun before he realized that his gun rod was missing.
While Madaha was looking for a passage, Beethoven did not stop playing the drums.
So Ma Daha became even more anxious, and then he quickly pulled out someone else's gun and started to complete his own reloading steps.
The person whose Tongtiao was taken away was also confused. He punched Ma Daha on the shoulder and asked, "Where is your own Tongtiao?"
Ma Daha spread his hands: "I don't know! It disappeared all of a sudden, and it was fine just now. Anyway, let me use your ticket..."
"Then what should I use?" The person whose access bar was robbed said angrily. After speaking, he raised his hand and took back his own access bar with lightning speed.
Now there's that Ma Daha left standing there in a daze holding a rifle without a barrel.
The bad news is that he's on the battlefield now, and taking his gun away would make his gun useless.
The good news is that we are now in the free-fire phase, and the French army is in dire need of officers, so there is no one to take care of this soldier who has lost his clearance for the time being.
Ma Daha was still looking for a pipe everywhere in vain. Beethoven couldn't see it and reminded him in a low voice: "Your pipe was just shot out by you and the bullet, and it flew a little in front of the fortification."
Ma Daha immediately looked forward, and then with sharp eyes he saw his own Tongtiao - or something in the shape of a Tongtiao - on the ground.
He immediately jumped over the cover.
Only then did the company officer notice this guy and yelled at the top of his lungs: "What are you doing! Come back! Come back behind the bunker! There are stray bullets everywhere. It's very dangerous to run around now!"
When the officer said this, Ma Daha bent down with satisfaction, picked up the lost pipe, and straightened up with satisfaction——
At this moment, an enemy artillery shell flew over and hit the unfortunate Tong Tiao in the waist.
In an instant, the poor man's waist was broken, and his spine was completely severed. Only some skin and nerves on the left side were still disconnected.
Beethoven was greatly shocked by the bloody scene that suddenly appeared before his eyes.
It was only at this time that he realized very clearly that he was now on a battlefield with a narrow escape from death.
Beethoven suddenly felt like vomiting, probably because the scene just now was too exciting.
In order not to affect his drumming, Beethoven forcefully swallowed the vomit that reached his mouth.
Because he had to swallow the vomit again, Beethoven's mouth was filled with the taste of bitter bile and stomach acid, as if he had a big mouthful of swill in his mouth.
He couldn't help but feel lucky that he was a drummer and not a flute player.
The shooting continues.
Suddenly a shell hit the wooden fence in front of Beethoven's platoon.
The flying sawdust injured many people at once.
Beethoven suddenly felt his head buzzing, and then severe tinnitus engulfed his ears.
He could hardly hear the sound of his own drum at all. The sound was clearly produced by his own hands, but it sounded like it was coming from hundreds of meters away.
Beethoven had an ominous premonition.
Aren't you deaf?
The most cruel punishment for a musician is to deprive him of his hearing!
Beethoven was so uneasy that he wanted to run away from the battlefield immediately and go to a doctor to have a look at his ears.
But he overcame this urge and continued to play military music with his physical skills.
**
An Ning did not know that Beethoven, who did not have ear problems in this time and space, had just lost his hearing.
He is observing the battlefield, ready to lead his own guards in a counterattack at any time.
All his elite forces are placed in Paris, and now the only people in the army who have adequate training are An Ning's own guards.
Investing in the Guards at the critical moment will have the final say!
However, a better choice soon appeared in front of An Ning.
An Ning suddenly heard someone shouting: "Look! It's Colonel La Salle!"
He immediately turned back and saw La Salle's cavalry brigade coming along the river from the upstream direction.
He immediately tore off a piece of paper and wrote an order in his hand: La Salle, I order you to charge along the river beach and sweep away the enemies who are forcibly crossing the river.
After writing, he shouted: "Send the order! Come, give it to Lazarus."
The messenger saluted and ran away immediately.
After a while, La Salle's troops changed direction and began to advance along the river beach.
The horses' hooves stirred up a lot of water on the river beach. From a distance, Lazarus' cavalry brigade seemed to be riding on the waves.
Then Lazarus’ characteristic cry came: “ALIALIALIA!”
It’s similar to the voice shouted by the conquering king Iskandar when he launched his army in "FATE/ZERO".
The cavalry coming from the side rushed into the enemy who had just crossed the river.
The saber raised high reflected the sun's light.
The blood of the felled Union soldiers stained the Marne River red.
The enemies who forcibly crossed the river were defeated. Those who were behind turned around and waded through the water and ran to the other side. Many of those who were in front knelt down and surrendered.
Others lost their feet, slipped in the water, and were washed away by the current.
The first day of attack and defense on the banks of the Marne was a victory for the French army.