total war broken

Chapter 582

The north wind roared with a different kind of coldness. Li Yi stood outside the fortress, standing on the high platform, his eyes were indescribably solemn. He looked at the north wind, with a solemn tone in his voice, and said, " Look at those people in the north! They are good at fighting, they are brave, they just defeated Guan Ning cavalry, they are red-haired people from the north, and the Man Qing is still connected with us by blood, but the red barbarians in front of them, they are Really alien!"

Behind them was a row of Beifu soldiers, their faces were dignified, looking at the silent wildness in front of them, the wind whizzed past, the grass was blown, the Slavic army array in front of them moved, and the military band behind them began to sing Under the melodious Tsarist Russian war song, the eyes of these Slavic soldiers were already red, and the officers yelled at each other frantically to stabilize the seemingly loose formation.

Warlike and crazy, Li Yi looked at the military formation in front of him. Their military formation was not rigorous, but that lack of rigor was due to the warriors' belligerence. They could see clearly that the group of Slavs, the look in their eyes With a fighting spirit, like a burning flame, they began to move forward amidst the sound of military music.

Frankie cannons were pushed out, and the soldiers were loaded with gunpowder mechanically. Their movements were extremely fast and precise, just like machines. Their movements are extremely concise.

Behind them was a group of gunners who were half-kneeling behind the wall, holding gunners that had already been loaded in their hands. The sun shone through the gaps in the dark clouds, and on the faces of these gunners, there was a cold Their expressions were like cold firecrackers in their hands, and they were waiting here like this.

Peter the Great stood on his big carriage with a cold look in his eyes, but his heart became more and more uneasy. The Jewish staff officer beside him said with a worried look, "Such a strict release, such a perfect Bastions. There are also these fortifications one after another. This kind of enemy is definitely not the weak and bully softie they say. No one will take care of them if the Tsarist Russian soldiers rush up like this.”

"You're wrong, it's not a Tsarist Russian warrior, it's a Slavic warrior." A general beside him laughed loudly, and said, "See, the Jews, they are as timid as mice, heh, you are so timid, Don't come to influence us," he said coldly.

"Shut up," Peter the Great said to his general, and continued to look at the city wall. His eyes became condensed, and he said, "I didn't expect that the Easterners would build such a fortress and fortifications." A tight line of defense, but I don’t know if they are good at fighting.”

"Only the cowardly Nove will build a fortress to protect himself. The real warriors will take up the sword in their hands and break the Nove's fortress, or ride a horse on the plain to fight to the death," said the Slavic general on the side. His tone was indifferent, like a stone of ice.

"I spent so much time building the military academy, did I teach you idiots with swords in their heads?" Peter the Great suddenly scolded, and all the generals lowered their heads. Some of them were already panicked, and they To offend their revered Majesty.

"I hope there are cowards behind the walls," said Peter the Great, throwing on his ermine cloak and getting into the carriage.

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"Fire!" The school on the city wall yelled, shaking like a mountain shaking, a row of cannons on the city wall spewed out orange flames, steel projectiles drew arcs in the air, and flew in the air.

Ulla, Ulla! !A group of Maozi in military uniforms rushed forward crazily. They shouted their slogans and sang battle songs and started their charge.

There is a kind of madness in their eyes, fluttering, fluttering --- projectiles are flying in the air.

A series of bloody alleys appeared, and the Maozi artillery behind also began to spray flames. The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder, and only the screams of the shells could be heard in the ears, which made people's eardrums ache. A blood alley appeared, and Maozi's formation was smashed to pieces in an instant.

At this time, they quickly changed their tactics and began to dig trenches. One trench after another began to be dug. They slowly advanced through the trenches. The threat of artillery was too great for them.Officer Mao Zi did not expect that there would be such a dense artillery in this fortress.

In the bulletproof ditch, a gleaming silver bayonet protruded, shining coldly. Groups of Tsarist Russian soldiers marched forward in this ditch, densely packed with black, and they could see their black high military caps.There is also a forest of bayonets.

"Trenches?" The soldiers of the Ming army on the city wall immediately lost their minds. It was impossible for them to put their cannons on their shoulders to change the shooting angle and let them shoot into the trenches. Moreover, the trenches were still irregularly wavy, so, It is impossible to hit a row of people with one shell.

"Charge! Charge, charge over. There are weak oriental people inside this city wall. Break the city. The wealth and beauties inside are all yours." Slavic officer K said, and a group of people dug forward from the trench. with.

Crashing—— There was a sound of dripping water, outside the water gate of the city wall, in the dark water, soldiers from the Beifu crawled out one by one, their iron armor was still dripping with water, their faces and hair were covered with Looking wet, the weapon in his hand reflected the cold light in the water.

"What? The Easterners dared to attack us from the water gate?" The Slavic general was unexpected. This kind of battle, shouldn't it be that they were timid and dared not go out of the city? They dared to take the initiative to attack us, which made him even more angry. Cowardly people should hide in the city, and he wants to give this group of people a look.

The Beifu soldiers jumped into the trench of the Slavs. The leader of the Beifu soldiers waved the long-handled knife in his hand, and a bloody arrow spurted out. The Slavic soldiers in front of him screamed and fell to the ground. Six bayonets stabbed over, bang bang bang——fires flew out, and the iron armor blocked the attack.

Puchi——the Beifu soldier rushed into the queue, brandishing his own machete, a kind of hairy musketeer holding a bayonet, whoever was the opponent was slaughtered crazily.

"What? The Easterners on the opposite side attacked us from the water gate." Peter the Great stepped out of his carriage. He looked at the Slavs in his trench in the distance, being crazily slaughtered by soldiers wearing that kind of medieval armor. "Mobilize, pikemen, pikemen come forward" he said like this, unexpectedly, he looked at those Beifu soldiers with superb martial arts, his face gradually became dignified. Strength, but what makes him even more surprised is why their combat effectiveness is so disparate? The cavalry they encountered before were defeated at the touch of a touch, but the group of orientals in front of them had powerful artillery, and there were such powerful warriors like medieval warriors?

　I’ve been working for a while now, so there’s nothing I can do, because I just went there and I need training, so there are a lot of things to do, and I may not be allowed to leave every day, and I will be left to work overtime. I hope that after I become a regular, I can relax.

　　
　
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