Until World War II, and even after World War II, the ability to carry out a hand-to-hand combat was still an important indicator of the strength of an army.
On the Korean battlefield, the volunteers relied on hand-to-hand combat to destroy the last vestige of morale of the US military many times. Cruel hand-to-hand combat is always the choice of the strong.
The sandbags blocked the path of the charge, and the French veterans with bayonets rushed over with ferocious faces. Only then did they truly prove to the world how powerful the legions of Napoleon's soldiers and the legacy of the God of War were.
The bayonet flung out the gunfire and picked apart the Belgian soldier's rifle. One thrust pierced the heart. The veteran did not hesitate to draw the bayonet and continued forward, cutting the enemy's throat like a snake spitting a message.
At this time, we can see the advantages of French professional soldiers. These people followed Napoleon III to fight from Crimea to the Qing Dynasty, and from Italy to Mexico.
For them, fighting is as simple as eating. Even the Prussian soldiers are no match for bayonet fighting. At this moment, only Chinese soldiers can resist these French troops.
However, Sima Yun and Luo Huo only had 2,000 people at their disposal, so the gap in numbers was really too big.
"Kill! Kill all these invaders! The relatives of Alsace and Lorraine are crying...Revenge!"
"Forward for the Empire! Without victory, we will have no future!"
"The veterans will never die! The empire will never fall!"
"Brothers... we have no choice! If Sedan cannot force our opponents to negotiate, our empire will perish!"
"Without the empire, we will have nothing to eat and drink...those careerists don't care about our life or death at all!"
"After a lifetime of fighting...are we going to be reduced to an old man with no one to rely on?"
In the crowd, these French officers were fighting on the front line. They used their actions and slogans to inspire their men to fight bravely.
Soldiers are unwilling to listen to those false and empty slogans, but this explanation makes them fight harder!
yes! What are you fighting for? Is it really for the emperors and generals? No, many times soldiers sacrifice their lives because they have no choice!
They are all professional soldiers. They will do nothing in their lives but kill people!
Without the empire, their jobs would be gone. Moreover, even if Napoleon III had 10,000 bad things, there was nothing bad about them as professional soldiers.
The Bonaparte family only favors the army and never oppresses them!
"It's time to repay our kindness! His Majesty has supported us for half his life, and now it's time for us to repay with our lives! Kill..."
The French veterans are like crazy. Many of them have grown hair on their foreheads. It can be said that they are fighting with the last strength of their lives.
The Belgian army faced such a group of killers. They had no idea how to deal with it. During the French assault, these Belgian soldiers fell into a pool of blood layer after layer. They were no match for them with their bayonets.
Under this situation, the Belgian army was on the verge of collapse. If the Chinese fire brigade had not been attacking everywhere, there would have been a wave of deserters.
Only the Chinese special forces could handle this situation. The large-caliber shotgun became a weapon for local breakthroughs. With the dull sound of gunfire, the shotguns rushed toward the French like dark clouds.
"Crossfire cover...hold the position...wait for artillery support from the rear..."
"Brothers! We have won a series of victories since we came to Europe. We can't pee our pants in the last battle!"
"The head of state is watching us from behind! Fight to the death! Hold on to the end!"
Luo Huo and Sima Yun were directing the battle while anxiously watching the movements of reinforcements outside the rear city wall. At this moment, a battalion of artillerymen was pushing more than ten Krupp artillery forwards to support them.
They had tried their best, but the heavy artillery was still moving too slowly, and it would take at least twenty minutes for support to arrive.
There are two regiments of Prussian troops running towards here further away. It seems that the Prussian army headquarters has also discovered the tense situation here, and reinforcements have arrived.
Time is the most precious! It takes at least 25 minutes to survive the crisis!
Luo Huo could no longer sit still. He threw away his hat and took out the command knife given to them by the noble council to indicate their identity and shouted, "The whole army is pressing forward and holding on until reinforcements arrive... All officers step forward to stabilize the battle situation!"
"Starting from me, everyone will fight to the death..."
The Chinese have invested all their strength, including snipers and large-caliber shotguns, plus guns and various types of weapons. They have fully blocked the attack of an enemy that is three times their own size.
It was their desperate battle that prevented the Belgian army's last bit of morale from collapsing.
From afar, Frossard showed a cruel smile, "I have to admit, you Chinese fought so well! It's a pity that your numbers are too small, too few!"
"Have the heavy machine guns on the bastion been unloaded? Push me forward! Get closer and hit..."
Frossard would not be stupid enough to rely on human lives to fill the gap. He had just ordered the only Mitrayotz heavy machine gun on the bastion to move to a firing position.
The six soldiers nervously disassembled the machine gun and began to transport it to the long street. It took a long time to put the machine gun within the effective range.
On the shooting platform piled with sandbags on the street, heavy machine guns were being loaded with bullets. Eight hundred meters away was the battlefield of hand-to-hand combat. This distance happened to be the area where the machine guns were most powerful.
"Hahaha...load the ammunition...get ready to shoot..."
At this moment, the Chinese troops closest to the machine gun position were none other than Wang Chen and his company, who had stabbed a French soldier to death. Wang Chen wiped the blood from his face and noticed it with the corner of his eye. That abrupt position in the distance.
"Holy crap! The enemy's machine gun position... Brothers rush over to me... Fight hard, we must not let their machine guns fire!"
Boom boom boom... The brothers behind Wang Chen fired continuously with shotguns and finally opened a gap. Dozens of brothers chased the company commander and charged forward.
But it was already too late. No matter how fast your legs are, you can't reach 800 meters in the blink of an eye!
Wang Chen and the others were so anxious that they were almost in tears. Once the enemy's heavy firepower entered the battle, their brothers would be doomed!
"Grandma! Even if I block it with my chest, I will still block you!"
A machine gun stuck in the chest? There have been successful cases of this in war, but the ones blocked are all light machine guns. If they are really at the level of heavy machine guns, how can the human body block them?
Gatlin, Maxim and even the current Mitrayotz... This kind of weapon can easily tear apart a person's body, easier than tearing up white paper.
But for the Chinese brothers now, this is the only choice.
"Loaded! Ready to shoot..."
Wang Chen and the others hadn't even reached a hundred meters before the French army on the opposite side was already ready to shoot, and a massacre was about to begin.
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