Without any orders from the commander, he opened fire while still having bullets in his hand, and soon the last bit of ammunition was used up, and there were screams all around Isiha.
Immediately afterwards, like a hot knife cutting through butter, more than 150 Xishan battalion elites in a triangular military formation fiercely strangled Isiha's guards together.
"Kill! Kill this duck...Kill this duck!" Bai Zhan forgot about the soreness in his arms and waved his family's sword to harvest the heads!
At this moment, a Qing Dynasty guard's standard waist knife suddenly held his Yanling knife, and Isiha came forward without retreating at all.
"Bai Zhan...you fought hard enough. I respect you as a hero. Follow me and surrender to His Majesty! The restoration of the Qing Dynasty depends on Emperor Guangxu!"
"Bah... you're fucking dreaming!" Bai Zhan pushed Isiha away with all his strength, and soon the two of them started slashing at each other!
In this chaotic battlefield, the battle between generals is just two or three flashes of lightning. The Jedi are not the 300-round battle mentioned in the opera.
A clang! After three moves, Isiha retreated to his own position, but the family heirloom sword in Bai Zhan's hand was actually broken off by an inch of the blade, making it impossible to use it anymore!
Bai Zhan looked at the almost broken Yan Ling Dao in his hand and suddenly a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, "Ah! Isiha just wants to exhaust us to death. He is using the lives of victims to consume our physical strength. He is so stupid that he has definitely hidden his reserve team." !”
That's right, there's no point in guessing the thoughts at this time. The battlefield has been completely mixed up. Isiha retreated into the bodyguard and suddenly sneered.
"Hahahaha... It doesn't matter whether your Xishan Battalion is a new army or an elite one, I can defeat you as long as I risk my life!"
"I may not have a chance of winning during the day, but you won't have much advantage in fighting at night. Attack!"
Wuwuwu... The horn of charge suddenly sounded, and the sound of killing suddenly started at the edge of the woods to the south of the battlefield. The last remaining force left by Isiha finally arrived!
A total of 10,000 elites, using Guizi Liuyuan's bodyguards and slaves, plus a group of conscientious bandits who dared to fight, were carefully selected from among the victims.
Being entangled together becomes Isiha’s trump card! During the rapid march tonight, Isiha didn't let them use their full strength at all. They were only second-rate and third-rate soldiers rushing forward, and these elites were the last to hold the line!
The imported and smuggled Chinese field army rations were supplied. When other bandits could not even eat stick noodles, they could eat Chinese canned meat.
Tonight they even made a special extra meal for the fight. Just before the bloody battle ahead, they temporarily added a large piece of high-sugar chocolate that weighed three or four pounds.
To be honest, the common people at that time loved to eat this crap. It was sweet, bitter and mixed with a milky taste. It was really unaccustomed to eating it, but the officer ordered that it must be eaten. If you don't eat it, you will be beheaded.
As a result, it was like swallowing pills, and I swallowed all the large pieces of chocolate in my stomach!
But if it doesn’t taste good, it doesn’t taste good. After eating this food, I feel really strong. The hunger in my stomach disappears instantly, and my energy and energy are replenished all at once.
Guiziliu just doesn't have time. If there is a way to import another batch of coffee from the Chinese, it will probably be even more refreshing!
Isiha is used to these elite soldiers just like his ancestors, and what he wants is this trembling moment!
The horn of charge sounded, and these well-fed and energetic rebels rushed forward in a dark mass. It was already a chaotic fight in the middle of the night. The situation between the enemy and us was that we were among you, and you were among me!
The rifle is no longer easy to use, now it depends on the ability of the ghost head sword!
"Kill the bastard of Hunjun...Long live Emperor Guangxu!" Ten thousand people roared crazily, smashing directly into the chaotic battlefield like a heavy hammer.
Bai Zhan felt his eyes go dark, and blood spurted out from his throat. "Heaven's death for me, heaven's death for our third division!"
"Brothers...there is no way to retreat...we have been greatly favored, so let's leave our lives here!"
"Reef! Reef! Reef..." The belief in the reef that Gordon has been instilling in them for several years is now the only spiritual force that keeps them fighting.
The surviving brothers of the Third Division were separated into dozens of independent reefs on the battlefield. They leaned on each other shoulder to shoulder, with bayonets facing the outside like a forest. The wounded soldiers in the circle picked up engineering shovels and fought hard, but their spirits were still high. fighting.
Isiha's elites crashed towards the reef like waves. The screams and hoarse shouts of war shook the battlefield. Even the Japanese soldier Liu Yimin in the distance was stunned!
Riding his horse to the approaching high ground, Guiziliu shed tears when he saw this bloody scene. "Damn it! It's that boy Bai Zhan... I still remember him fresh when I established the Xishan Camp!"
"He is a good man in our Eight Banners! Damn it, he just refuses to listen to me and insists on going with Hunjun!"
"What a fool, you idiots who let these Han people be brainwashed by their loyalty and patriotism!"
Wiping away his tears, Guiziliu said distressedly, "The Third Division... there are so many hard-nosed soldiers. If mine is so good, why would Gordon be amputated? What a pity, what a pity these lives have been lost!"
In the eyes of Guiziliu, the tide-like Isiha army rushed forward and was repelled, and then rushed forward and was repelled again, just like the endless waves hitting the rocks in the sea, monotonous repetition, bloody confrontation!
There are always some small rocks that are completely shattered by the waves, almost like a hammer smashing rocks, and both sides collapse into a bloody mess!
But the third division still refused to surrender. The flag of Bai Zhan and their third division was still flying, attracting the most enemies to attack crazily!
"Hey... why bother? You are bound to lose, so why bother..." Just when Guiziliu sighed, a trace of panic suddenly flashed in his eyes, and the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed dramatically!
Bai Zhan and the others couldn't hold on any longer. At this moment, Kaizima had a thousand and five fine cavalry who were helping him share the pressure on the battlefield!
Although Hao'er was cruel and bloodthirsty, he was still smart and agile in fighting. He knew that he still had a small number of cavalry, so it was impossible for him to go head-to-head with the 60,000 to 70,000 rebels.
He ordered the cavalry to harass the edges of the battlefield like ghosts, firing with bows and arrows and muskets. If the enemy relaxed, he would charge and harvest a batch of heads with a sword!
Such constant harassment has indeed separated a group of rebel forces, which has put less pressure on Bai Zhan's third division, otherwise the entire army would have been annihilated!
However, there are only three thousand cavalry in Hu'er. It is not easy to divide half of them, and Bai Min's new Yulin Army has to be responsible for two defense zones. It is even more difficult to divide them.
Angrily, he yelled on the battlefield, "You damn Nastu... where have you been? Make it easy for me to find you..."
At the most critical moment, Bai Zhan was so tired that he vomited blood and his consciousness was in a trance. He watched his brothers fall one by one and wished he could take his own life instead.
But how can my own life replace the lives and deaths of ten thousand brothers!
"That's it! That's all! Just tell me here..." Bai Zhan subconsciously touched the pistol at his waist. The revolver given by Emperor Tongzhi still had the last bullet left!
"Commander! Look...look to the northwest...what is that?"
