"Bang", a crisp sound was particularly loud at night, more birds were startled, and the flock of birds blocked the moonlight.
Although the mercenaries were quick enough, they still couldn't avoid a sentry hiding in the dark firing a warning shot.
When the gunfire rang out, the sneak attack was meaningless, and all that was left was a strong attack.
The castle sounded like a panicked alarm sound a few nights ago, and the shrill blaring of the horn was followed by the sweeping lights.
Several crisp gunshots rang out in the dark forest, and several searchlights were instantly knocked out. It seems that the government troops are very familiar with the general's equipment. They will blind you first.
After a brief panic, the soldiers on the general's side showed a little bit of military literacy, of course, just a little bit.
Dozens of people in the death squad carried homemade explosive bags and wanted to rush across the sky to blow up the advance offensive of the bandit rebels. However, before they reached the halfway point of the sky, they were shot into a hornet's nest by machine gun bullets.
Go, go, go, go, go, go, the red flames of the machine gun are particularly conspicuous in the darkness, harvesting lives as easily as the sickle in the hands of farmers.
When the last death squad member fell on the stone steps of the sky, the air was filled with the strong smell of gunpowder mixed with blood.
Both sides temporarily entered a state of calm.
The government troops were waiting for the next opportunity to attack, while the soldiers on the general's side were waiting in full swing, with their fingers tightened on the triggers.
It didn't take long for the second attack to begin.
At this time, the moon poked its face out from the clouds, and a large swath of silver moonlight shone in the forest. Although the specific scene could not be seen clearly, the military actions of the two sides could at least be clearly seen.
As the most lethal Japanese mercenaries among the government troops, they surrounded them in two groups from both sides, while the remaining thousands of government troops continued to use firepower to suppress each other.
From previous exchanges, Luo Yu knew that the general had placed many firepower points on the outer fortifications here. If this area was breached, the enemy could march straight in without any scruples.
At that time, no matter how strong your castle's defense is, if it is surrounded and you are in a dead city without food and water, surrender will only be a matter of time.
So no matter how many people fight tonight, it is destined to be tragic.
Luo Yu could even smell the strong smell of blood coming.
The purpose of those dozens of mercenaries was very clear. They used government troops to attack from the front as bait, and they took a detour to the side to catch the bandits off guard.
However, the terrain in this area is too dangerous. To go around the side, you have to climb over a cliff that is almost 90 degrees vertical.
The exchange of fire between the two parties below has almost reached a fever pitch.
The general knew that this perimeter could not be lost, and so did his soldiers.
The flames of the machine gun did not stop for even a second, and the sound was like fried beans, splashing layers of sparks on the rocks.
The black man who was shot by the bullet had a string of blood on his chest. Because his body was too thin, the bullet penetrated his chest without stopping at all.
A row of bullets splashed blood on the man's chest, and at the same time a huge blood hole was opened in the man's back.
The internal organs crushed to pieces by the air pressure spilled out like a goddess scattering flowers.
The tender pink meat that was still beating slightly was beaten into minced meat by random shots in the air, and blood spurted out and hit the dust on the ground.
When someone was about to charge, he felt a numbness in his waist as soon as he stood up. Then he saw that his waist was as wet as if it had been soaked in water. The beaten waist could no longer support the weight of the upper body.
There was a crisp click, and the cervical vertebrae were cut into two pieces by the bullet.
A person's body was easily divided into two halves. The pink intestines were mixed with blood and flowed all over the floor. The liver and gallbladder were smashed on the ground. Three thick liquids, red, yellow and green, were mixed together.
Out of disgust.
Bullets poured down like raindrops, and in the blink of an eye, the government troops lost more than a dozen people due to the disadvantage of the terrain.
But it is impossible for the government troops to do so without any equipment.
The mortar, which has only been seen in black and white movies, was carried to the front of the crowd.
One person loads the bomb, and one person pulls the fuse.
With several loud bangs, the artillery shells exploded in the bandits' position. This kind of simple bomb mixed with iron nails has an advantage over other bombs in terms of splash damage.
The fire was dazzling, the explosions were endless, and small black mushroom clouds rose up from the general's position.
The screams were transferred from the direction of the government troops to the positions at the front of the castle.
While the mortars were firing and the machine guns were muting, the government troops began to advance their front line with roars.
In such a small space, the competition is about who has the strongest firepower.
Obviously, the general who sits on the ground and defends has a considerable advantage.
Although the government forces' mortar display temporarily caused them some losses, the successive introduction of rocket launchers, gasoline bombs, and even home-made landmines once again tilted the balance of victory in the battle to the side of the generals.
The sky-high flames ignited after a petrol bomb exploded, leaving a long trail of bubbles in its wake.
The unlucky government soldiers screamed and covered their blistered faces and bodies and rolled on the ground, crying for their fathers and mothers.
They were originally wearing very informal old-fashioned military uniforms. In addition, since this is the tropics, these military uniforms were almost all short-sleeved and short-sleeved. Large areas of skin were exposed, which gave the petrol bombs the best space to use.
The living people squeezed out the most miserable screams in their lives from their throats, fell to the ground and turned into charred flesh in the thick smoke.
So there was another smell of burnt meat in this flesh and blood mill.
Because there is still some distance between the sky and the forest, and the place is mostly made of rocks, the general's troops don't have to worry about causing forest fires that will destroy the enemy.
The home-made landmines purchased underground also exerted unexpected power under the trampling of government troops.
The power of these home-made bombs is similar to the "sky cannons" used to set off firecrackers during the Chinese New Year.
But it was buried under rubble.
After the explosion, countless rubbles hit the faces of the government troops hard.
The lucky one was only hit in the face by gravel, and fell to the ground covering his face covered with blood.
By a stroke of luck, my joints were broken by those pervasive stones and slipped in.
The joint bursae and broken bones were filled with stone powder. Every time they moved, the pain caused these government soldiers to scream like slaughtering pigs.
The broken and jagged bones tore open the muscles and exposed the skin to the air. White bone marrow mixed with blood spurted out. The tendons that turned black when exposed to the air were as soft as rubber cords that had lost their elasticity.
Their bloody bodies.
The gravel poured in from the hollow broken bones in the banging explosion, and many of them were directly inserted into the injured muscles.
If these wounded men moved even a little, stones would rub away between the skin and the flesh. The pain caused by Wanma's carnivorous nature made them completely lose their fighting power, and they could only lay on the ground holding their wounds and wailing.
"My God, this is cruel enough."
Luo Yu clearly saw the miserable situation of the government troops below with his binoculars. Looking at the ferocious faces, which were distorted by pain and the eye sockets were stretched open, Luo Yu could only say this.