One after another, the Austrian soldiers jumped down from the trenches and fought with the soldiers of the special mixed battalion. The soldiers of the Thorn Flower Division showed their fearless spirit. Even if the battle damage rate reached 70%, they were not afraid. The shame caused by the two hundred deserters will be washed away by their own hands.
"Warriors of the empire, fight... fight with them hand to hand. As long as we can hold off for five minutes, the follow-up troops will rush forward. Victory will definitely be ours..."
"Long live...fuck..." There was a crackle and a roar. The hot-blooded Austrian troops had just rushed to the edge of the trench and found that they had been fooled, and it was a big fool.
"You are so shameless..." Countless Austrian troops shouted such slogans and fell down, falling into the muddy water like dogs chewing mud.
How despicable! These Prussian troops were so despicable. They actually dug trenches more than two meters deep on the Shiqiao Highlands, and there was fucking water underneath!
That's right, the trenches designed by Xiao Letian were based on the plan from the First World War. This kind of deepening and widening trenches should be built with wooden frames as shooting platforms. Soldiers can walk in the mud with their backs straight without any hesitation. Afraid of the enemy's bullets, once the enemy attacks, the soldiers stand on the stand with their heads half-opened and start shooting.
Although the task force battalion did not have time to build so many wooden shelves today, they could reserve an earth platform on the outward side of the trench. It does not need to be more than 30 centimeters high. Soldiers could sit on the platform to avoid artillery fire when encountering artillery fire. , once the enemy charges, stand up and shoot.
In real history, such a design style would not appear until fifty years later, in the middle of World War I. This was the best defense method for infantry before rapid mechanized warfare appeared.
Using historical experience across time to torture people sometimes feels so secretly satisfying.
If you are mentally prepared for the two-meter-deep pit, you may not be injured even if you jump into it. But the most terrible thing is that no one knows how deep the trench is. If the Austrian troops are caught off guard, they will fall into it like dumplings. The Prussian troops who were waiting for the rabbit pulled out their bayonets and used them as long daggers, stabbing the Austrian troops in the mud to death one by one like rabbits.
"You bitch, you still want to fight with us? Go to hell...Brothers, speed up and don't delay, the third wave of enemy troops is about to rush up...Damn, your bayonet is bent, don't you know how to use an engineer shovel? Really? This thing is better than a bayonet..."
There were chaotic shouts of killing in the trenches. In less than five minutes, the hundreds of Austrian troops who rushed up to fight melee turned into cold corpses in the mud. At this time, the third wave of charging Austrian troops had already rushed fifty meters away from the trenches, and the sharp bayonet jungle once again reached the muzzle of the special mixed battalion's guns.
"Free fire... open fire! Fight them off..." The bloody bayonet was once again aimed at the charging enemy troops, and the terrifying sound of Mauser shooting sounded again.
At this time, behind the Austrian army, the temporary headquarters where the old count was located had completely exploded. Countless battalion commanders gathered here to strongly protest against this irresponsible act of committing suicide.
"Sir, please take back this order! How can the battle be fought like this? The Prussians are hiding in deep trenches, relying on the rate of fire of advanced rifles. Isn't this a one-sided massacre? Do you want to use the weapons of our soldiers? Life to consume the enemy’s bullets?”
"All the intelligence officers of the empire should be killed! What model is this terrifying rifle? What are its parameters? How much ammunition does the enemy on the opposite side carry? We don't know any of this. How on earth will this battle be fought... "
"My beloved Earl! Please order the third wave of brothers to withdraw and let our artillery fire a few more rounds. The only thing we can rely on now is artillery..."
The officers around him were shouting so much that Count Tabris' head was so loud that he couldn't bear it anymore and started yelling.
"Shut up, shut up! What do you know, artillery? Do you know how many artillery shells our artillery carries? Do you know that we will face Prince Karl's 120,000 army later?"
"Without artillery fire support, please tell me how we can hold them off for an hour? If anyone has a good idea, I will make way for him immediately..."
The old earl's roar shocked all the officers present, and everyone's face looked as if they were constipated. The old count sighed, "You have really stayed in Vienna for too long. You seem to have forgotten what war is like. Sacrifice? If you are afraid of sacrifice, don't become a soldier..."
"Look at these Prussians. Although they have caused us huge casualties, you must also learn new things from them... Think about it carefully, can't we borrow such trenches? If Prince Karl's first The second legion is rushing forward, and our Thorn Flower Master also has such a defense system..."
After saying this, all the officers suddenly became enlightened. In their minds, they even imagined the scene of the Prussian troops being mopped down one by one in front of the trenches.
The old earl clenched his fists and pointed at the battlefield. "No matter how great the sacrifice is, even if it costs human lives, we will still occupy this highland. You must remember that this is a battle for national destiny. Once we fail, Austria will completely withdraw from the stage of competition for supremacy. As a result, it has become a second- or even third-rate country in Europe..."
At this point, the old earl suddenly sighed in a low voice. He whispered as if he was afraid of being heard by the surrounding soldiers, "Everyone, think about it, we can lose to anyone, but we can't lose to these Chinese!"
These three words "Chinese" completely awakened these officers. Yes, if losing to the Prussians is not too embarrassing, if they lose to the Chinese, I am afraid that the entire Thorn Flower Division will become the laughing stock of Europe.
The red-faced officer saluted the old count, turned around and rushed out to assemble the team. Everyone was simmering with anger, just waiting to vent their anger on the Chinese people. But at this moment, they suddenly heard a commotion on the battlefield, and when they looked closely, the skirmishers who had charged in the third wave actually withdrew.
More than a thousand skirmishers charged, and the battle was reduced to sixty percent and could no longer hold on. Not only that, the officers led by this wave of soldiers were far less brave than the previous two groups of officers. When the brains of the soldiers around him were splashed in his face, After that, the little Austrian nobleman couldn't hold on any longer, screamed and ran away.
Since ancient times, in wars, soldiers have followed the grass and followed the wind. When the soldiers saw that the officers took the lead in escaping, why would they wait if they didn't run away? The lives of civilians also matter.
Four to five hundred broken troops covered the entire charging position, even scattering the fourth wave of skirmishers behind them. Behind them, the soldiers in Xiao Letian's mixed camp were jubilant, and everyone raised their middle fingers to the defeated soldiers.
"Go away, grandson. Grandpa, I don't even want to waste bullets on you. Go home and feed yourself, hahaha..."
"It's White! It's Drunk White... This bastard, you're so shameless. You are a disgrace to the empire!" A group of officers outside the headquarters yelled angrily. After a while, a group of soldiers from the guard company rushed out of the headquarters. Rushed away by the crowd of people fleeing.
After a while, Battalion Commander White was tied up. The guard kicked him in the knee without being polite at all. The young baron from Vienna bent his knees and fell to his knees in the mud.
"Shameless! Do you still have any dignity as a noble? How dare you lead the deserters..." The furious old earl rushed out and slapped his face with a riding whip.
"Dandy, you are a dandy like shit! How can the fate of the empire be entrusted to you? I, I, I... I'm going to shoot you!" The old count had veins popping out of his forehead. He took out his pistol and was about to fire.
Brigadier Pengka was frightened when he saw it and rushed over. He held the earl's hand and snatched the pistol. "Sir, please calm down. Lord earl, please calm down... You can't kill. White, you can hit or punish as you like, but you can't kill! For the sake of it!" For the sake of the king, never shoot..."
Pengka kept blinking at the old count. Only then did the old count think of some rumors in the Vienna aristocratic circle. This White had a very beautiful sister and was a famous social butterfly in Europe.
If the old earl dared to kill White today, then it is conceivable that all the men under the courtesan's skirt would be like a group of perverts... Oh, no, no, no, it should be a group of hungry wolves, rushing towards the old earl. By then, I'm afraid the entire Earl's family will be retaliated against.
The old earl didn't say anything, and turned around and got into the military tent. No one noticed that the corners of the old earl's eyes were filled with tears.
At this time, the brigade commander Pengka waved the officer corps to retreat, and walked into the military tent alone. He blocked the door of the military tent with his back. He knew that the soldiers must not see the division commander's appearance, as it would affect morale too much. .
The old earl sat on the horse, covering his face with his hands and sobbing softly, "I have done enough, I have done enough a long time ago. I know that this is God punishing me and letting me spread the thorn flower master. I have done this for more than ten years." , apart from wiping your butts, what else have you done?"
"Bramble Flower Master? In the eyes of the people of Vienna, the meaning of thorn flower is a group of dandy thorns. This is not a good word at all. It is an insult to us!"
"Quietly, that Alan, and this White, is this the future of the empire?" At this point, the old earl's face changed, and he actually said a harsh word.
"No wonder during the French Revolution, the people shouted to abolish aristocracy. If they are all such aristocrats, I think they should be abolished..."
Pengka's face turned pale with fright. He rushed over and covered the earl's mouth and whispered, "Oh my God, my dearest earl, how can you say this? If it gets out, the king will deprive you of everything." title, and I will hang you..."
"Don't worry, I will personally lead the charge and I will personally capture this high ground for you!"
The old earl finally regained his composure at this time. He shook his head, "No, the morale of the army is very fragile now, and the soldiers' mentality is very bad... Let the artillery come in, and let's fire a few more rounds of shelling to cheer up our children!"
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