281 Bloody battle outside Besançon

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The advancement of science and technology has brought about great changes in human society as a whole, including the mode of war. Xiao Letian lived in the middle and late 19th century, which was the transition stage from the first industrial revolution to the second industrial revolution. The explosive development of science and technology brought about overall changes in human society.

The emergence of telegraph technology not only changed the way humans communicate, but also made large-scale military operations more efficient and organized, and the dispatch of various resources became effective and scientific.

The popularity of breech-loading needle rifled guns has directly changed the way the army fights. Soldiers no longer need to line up in long queues to be shot. Instead, they can load their weapons with bullets while lying behind a bunker. The trenches were born based on this change. .

In addition, the successive popularization of armored warships, the birth of smokeless gunpowder, and the gradual extension of the railway network have brought about earth-shaking changes in human society.

Only with change can there be opportunities. It is absolutely impossible for a weak country to stand up and not seize the opportunity of change. When the old empire is immersed in the glory of the past and is slow to respond, opportunities will come for those small countries that are trying to catch up. .

Prussia firmly grasped the changing tide of the times and used new technologies to transform them into new strategies and tactics. Only then did Prussia win three wars in succession and complete the unification of the country.

Today, the Chinese, who are ignorant and backward in the eyes of Europeans, also use the most advanced tactical concepts to teach these stupid French geese a good lesson.

Less than a hundred new troops were ambushing the French army on the only way to charge. Some were hiding in private houses and warehouses, and some were hiding behind thick tree trunks. More of them were directly working with shovels to dig out scattered remains. When the soldiers came out of the pit, Spencer stood on the mound, with Molotov cocktails and grenades neatly placed on both sides.

Xiao Letian is completely using World War II tactics to torture people. This is a tactical gap of nearly a hundred years. The current French army is at a loss when faced with this kind of dismissal that is almost rogue.

When Sima Yun's attack order was issued, the burning Molotov cocktail rolled into the enemy's formation, and there was the sound of breaking glass bottles and the sound of burning kerosene everywhere.

People who have played with bonfires know that in the dark night, people near the fire can only see patches of darkness when they look out, but people in the dark can see clearly what is happening around the fire.

Next to the burning flames, there were French soldiers running around. They formed small shooting formations and fired fiercely in the direction where the Molotov cocktails were thrown.

At this time, the French Army and the British Navy were truly the best in the world. The defenders of a battalion here in Besançon were not the most elite team at all, but their musket firing frequency and concentration of fire still made the new army more powerful. The soldiers were shocked.

The silent French army fired rapidly into the darkness, being able to hit the front-mounted minigun so quickly. There are really not many armies in the world who have this unique skill.

The French responded very smartly. When they were attacked at night, on the one hand, they asked the soldiers to find cover, and on the other hand, they concentrated fire in dangerous areas to suppress them. This is an experience and lesson gained with blood, and it is a required course in the army's drill code.

Unfortunately, what they encountered today was an army that was ahead of its time, and all their counterattacks were in vain.

The calm young men of the New Army were lying in individual pits, with the Spencer in their hands pouring out firepower. They even sneered as they felt the bullets flying above their heads, and each one of them secretly cursed idiots in their hearts.

"These blind people are all going to fucking hell..." A steady finger pulled the trigger, and the muzzle of the gun, which was close to the ground, drew an upward trajectory and went straight towards the enemy.

This group of legal persons were simply living targets. Bullets shot through their bodies one after another, and a large number of soldiers fell to the ground before they could even scream.

This was a one-sided killing. The formation of the first two hundred French troops who rushed up seemed to have been hit by an invisible heavy hammer. In just five minutes, more than 60 soldiers were lost in the battle.

"Spread out and lie down... don't be too eager to fight, we have become living targets..." Before a French platoon leader could finish shouting, a bullet was shot from his mouth straight into the back of his head.

The big platoon leader fell to the ground like a log, and the wound on the back of his head was as big as a teacup.

"Oh God! The platoon leader died in battle... fight with them!" I have to say that the legal persons at this time were a very honorable group. After their commander died in battle, what they thought about was not to retreat but to fight against the enemy. A hail of bullets charged forward.

"Revenge, avenge the war dead..." The French soldiers surged forward like crazy, their figures kept beating in the darkness.

Sima Yun sneered and shouted, "Brothers! Use up all your bullets... Prepare to fight with white soldiers, block the enemy's arrogance, and kill their attack... Let them know that we are not easy to mess with!"

"These arrogant French guys dare to imprison the Prime Minister. They have long thought that we are nothing. They even look down on us... Brothers, how can we gain the respect of the enemy?"

Sima Yun's pre-war encouragement really made people's blood boil. One hundred new troops roared collectively, "Kill! Kill! Kill! I will sacrifice my blood to Xuanyuan and my life to Huaxia!"

This was a battle of wills in the darkness. Every new soldier aroused the greatest murderous intention, and the French were also crazy. When they saw the corpses of their comrades on the ground, they completely lost their minds. Revenge is the only thing on their mind.

The French have a very simple idea. They cannot lose to the Chinese. For six thousand years, the French army burned down the summer palace in China. Although most of the thousands of expeditionary troops have now retired, The pride of victory was left to other soldiers.

This is the interior of France, this is the core of Europe, and this is the homeland of the white race. If it is defeated by the Chinese here, then France will become the laughing stock of the entire Europe.

In the dark night, the two armies finally collided together. The new army, which had run out of bullets, picked up its tactical dagger and rushed past the French army. At that moment, it was like two heavy tanks colliding together in the wilderness. Flowers and firelight splashed in the air.

"French warriors, defeat these barbarians with our bayonets..."

"Brothers of the Prime Minister's New Army, pull out your knives and attack the enemy. Don't let those Japanese laugh..."

With shouts in Chinese and French, war quickly returned to what it was like in ancient times, and cold weapons actually became the mainstream on the battlefield.

Sima Yun held a tactical dagger in one hand and rounded an engineer shovel with the other. Before the enemy in front of him could react, the sharp dagger pierced his throat, and streams of blood spurted out.

Immediately afterwards, he pushed hard on the abdomen of another French soldier with his right arm, and threw the unlucky Frenchman to the ground with a back throw. Then, the engineer's shovel hit his temple as fast as lightning, and even his brain was damaged. Smashed out.

"Hahaha, brothers, have you seen it? The French are not just three-headed and six-armed. They are also made of flesh and blood. They will still bleed and die if they are cut with a knife..."

"Fight, fight, keep fighting, this killing will be remembered for a hundred years..."

All the New Army soldiers jumped out of their bunkers and rushed towards the enemy with enthusiasm on their faces. No one had any intention of retreating. Even if they fought to the last drop of blood, they would still fight to the death.

The French also got angry. Their long bayonets danced vigorously. Small battle formations cooperated with each other. Often three or four bayonets penetrated the bodies of the new army soldiers at the same time. They even formed The circular defensive formation, shoulder to shoulder, together resisted the Chinese charge.

The French army stationed in Besançon was a reinforced battalion with more than 400 soldiers. It had an absolute advantage in numbers. When the battle began, they finally fought with these Chinese soldiers after paying more than a hundred lives. The Warriors got entangled.

The French army received more and more reinforcements, and squads and companies formed charge formations to surround the Chinese. The battlefield situation suddenly became anxious.

The French battalion commander shouted loudly from behind the team, "French warriors, these Chinese people don't have much courage to spend. Our predecessors have already captured their capital, and even the emperor's palace was burned down. They are all a bunch of weak people." Sheep, they can do nothing except sneak attacks..."

"Fight, fight for the honor of France!"

At this moment, a voice yelled in the distance, "Fuck you, your uniform is the most gorgeous, I will kill you..." Then three gunshots rang out, two of which were fired, and The last shot knocked off the battalion commander's military cap.

"Reinforcements? The Chinese actually have reinforcements..." The French couldn't believe their eyes, but they did see a group of Chinese wearing light blue military uniforms rushing out from the direction of the city.

"It's Xiao Hexin, Mr. Xiao... He's here to support us..." That's right, at this time, the one who came from the flank of the battlefield and opened fire was none other than Xiao Hexin, who blew up the Besançon City Council.

"Hahaha, Sima Yun, you are so kind. You have already started fighting melee before I came. If Nohira and the others saw this, they would be jealous to death... Brothers, we can't let them take all the credit, but we have to Leave some for us!”

"Exhaust your bullets, grab your daggers, pick up your engineering shovels... and your fingernails and teeth, use all fighting tools to charge the enemy... This killing will be remembered by these French people. Live for a hundred years!”

The battle has gotten out of control by now. Xiao Hexin and Sima Yun have long forgotten that they are still commanders. Their eyes are now scarlet. They have only one purpose in their hearts, which is to bring out the majesty of the Chinese. Even if the entire army is destroyed, they will still remain. Fight to the death and never retreat.

Today, on the outskirts of Besançon, even if the last drop of blood is shed, the arrogance of the French must be trampled into the mud.

"Ah! Brothers... this is a battle of glory. We will make these French guys fear us for the rest of their lives, even if we turn into evil ghosts in hell!"

The warriors of the new army opened their bloody mouths and exposed their white teeth. They bit the enemy's throat with one bite, and the smelly blood spurted everywhere.

It was not until this moment that these French soldiers realized what a terrifying army they were facing, and the morale of the French finally began to loosen.

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