In this era, snipers are definitely a very rare unit. Before World War I, the armies of various countries only had the concept of sharpshooters. Each army has always used these sharpshooters as reliable veterans, and no one has carefully studied the art of sniping.
It was only during World War I, when the resources of all countries were trapped in the horrific trench warfare, that countries began to study some new combat ideas and new tactics in order to break the deadlock.
Snipers became an arm of the army and only began to appear in the latter part of World War I.
Xiao Letian was seizing the opportunity of history. Of course he knew the importance of snipers. Maybe these people could not change the direction of the grand strategy, but the role of snipers in local battles was too great.
The entire battle plan, which Xiao Letian himself named "Operation Bloodletting," was to force Fadeev to increase his troops in waves, giving his opponent hope of victory every time, but always ended up with failure at the last moment. .
All kinds of new weapons cannot be invested at once, as this will frighten the enemy. If you want the most cunning gambler to lose all his chips at once, then you have to show him some victory. hope.
The snipers were wearing camouflage clothing and hiding on the trunks of tall century-old pine trees. The battle ahead had already made their hands itchy. They were waiting for the order to attack from the front. After the order was issued, everyone's crosshairs had already caught one of them. The head of a Cossack, bang bang bang... the headshot game has officially begun.
The carefully polished Prussian sniper lens captured the heads of enemies who were shooting covertly one after another. After the sound of gunshots, they were as red as watermelons in the field exploding.
The crosshairs were pointed at the desperate Cossacks in the trenches, and the noose of death was swung one by one.
Some people have said that there is only one other sniper in the world who can deal with snipers. Obviously, these Cossacks do not have such high-end equipment. The trench area that they just broke through slowly gradually recovered with the cooperation of these snipers. of bridging together.
"Damn, damn, damn!" Commander Chekov yelled angrily. He saw that his men were about to break through. Who would have thought that these Chinese people had hidden so many sharpshooters, and judging from the condescending shooting angle, they must be Hidden in the canopy of trees.
"Oh God! If we have a few cannons now, I will blast this forest to the ground! Shameless, despicable Chinese, God punishes you heretics!"
The more deaths he saw, the calmer Fadeev became. As the commander of the army, he must ensure that his emotions are stable, and his heart must be able to override the god of death.
"Quiet! Chekhov, can't you bear these casualties? There are only more than four thousand people... Do the Cossacks care about these deaths?"
"Drive the war horses into battle! I want to see how much firepower these Chinese people can pour out! Drive the war horses across the river!"
After a while, the sound of horse hooves began to rumble in the Cossacks' position. Hundreds of war horses gathered together. Under the control of countless soldiers who were proficient in equestrian skills, they began to gather on the river embankment.
Central Asia was once ruled by the Mongolian Golden Horde for hundreds of years. Countless herdsmen who were proficient in horse training were left here. During the long-term integration, these herdsmen also became part of the multi-ethnic Tsarist Russian Empire. The Cossack cavalry regiment also deployed a large number of them. mongol warrior.
The long whips were rounded and crackling in the air. Each cavalryman could control hundreds of horses. These horse-controlling cavalrymen scattered among the horses were the dead soldiers of this wave of attacks.
Five thousand war horses crowded together, trampling the ground into a mess. Behind the horses, more Cossack cavalry were preparing for battle. The killing of the Chinese just now shocked them. No one dared to take it lightly. They used their last moment to Supplement food for yourself and feed for the war horse.
There were more soldiers kissing the crosses on their necks, praying to God with their eyes closed, and muttering softly.
Low-level officers could feel the subtle changes in the military's atmosphere best, and they had already sensed something bad from the prayers and questions in their ears.
During the first wave of charges, countless soldiers were still praying to God for victory, but now they suddenly discovered that more soldiers were praying for their own safety, and even praying for their souls to ascend to heaven after death.
This shows that the military morale has been shaken by the brutal killings just now, and the Cossacks' pride has begun to waver.
"Attack!" The order was finally given. The horse control warriors, who had drunk countless strong drinks, waved their riding whips and began to drive the horses forward. These stolen Mongolian horses became cannon fodder in the battle.
Rumble... The sound of horse hooves resounded like muffled thunder. The 200-meter-wide ice surface could not accommodate the collective charge of five thousand horses. Many uncontrolled horses even rushed into the damaged ice.
There was a crunching sound, a large amount of ice collapsed, and the war horse fell into the icy water, screaming and struggling!
"Charge up! Charge up immediately! Open the way for our cavalry! Charge up..." Fadeev clenched his fists and growled from behind the formation.
Looking at the Volunteer Army position opposite, all the soldiers were red-eyed. Gatling, who had just solved the problem, began to pour firepower again. Four fire dragons jumped among the horses. The Mauser of the soldiers had already started from a distance of more than 300 meters. shooting.
The screaming war horses fell one by one, and the snipers' targeted killings eliminated the horse-controlling soldiers in the horse group one after another, but everything was in vain. Once the horses ran and formed momentum, these beasts would forget all fear.
At that moment, the war horse just relied on biological instinct and ran forward wildly! Run!
"I can't stand it anymore! There are too many of these beasts...the firepower can't cover them! Ask for artillery support! Ask for artillery support..."
There were calls for help from the front line. Lord Long beside Xiao Letian wanted to order the use of hidden artillery several times, but Xiao Letian stopped them all.
"The blood hasn't drained yet. I've just harvested the lives of more than 4,000 Cossacks. It's not enough! We must let the enemy launch a third wave of attacks! Artillery cannot be used at this moment..."
"But..." Xiang Shaolong pointed at the situation on the battlefield and was speechless.
Xiao Letian patted his shoulder, "There is still a way! We still have a trump card!"
Under Xiao Letian's order, a short bugle sounded, and the reserve team finally came on stage. These tall and muscular soldiers were the grenadiers known as the men trapped in the battlefield.
Each of these silent soldiers was covered with wooden-handled grenades, a unique style that no one had ever seen before.
"What is this? Why haven't I seen this type of grenade? Damn it, why is it so big?"
"Damn it, no matter what you are using, now I just want you to be able to defeat the enemy! How do you want to deal with these beasts?"
