Imagine the mood of the orc troops: they had seen all kinds of weapons they had used on the battlefield. They used these rags to smash into the iron walls of Qin's Western Wall Fortress.
At that time, they saw for the first time what "quick guns" meant. At that time, they were beaten to disgrace by breech-loading cannons. They abandoned their armor and were in a state of embarrassment but did not gain an inch of land.
Later, the orcs holding Cyric's flintlocks gradually heard that there was a human "company" called Datang Group, which had developed a series of new weapons, putting Cyric's former arms leader in the dust. feet.
Later, the story became familiar to everyone. They were supported by the Tang Empire, and then through the slave trade, they achieved real... modernization.
Well... maybe they should be a little more modest. They are just on the road to modernization. As for whether they have just started from the starting point or have almost completed this journey, no one knows.
The ancient 75mm gun is not just a problem of short range. In fact, its shells are very thick due to processing, the explosion effect is not good, and the power is actually very limited.
In the past, when blooming bullets were compared with solid bullets, the power of the explosion was shocking, and it could indeed have a good effect. However, with the advancement of technology in various countries, this kind of explosion is now simply child's play.
Today's 155mm caliber artillery shells will basically create a crater of more than ten meters after one shot, and the damage radius of the explosion can reach hundreds of meters. Compared with this small steel cannon, it is many times more powerful.
The Mirage Kingdom actually knows this kind of thing, but they really have no other better way. If they have the choice, they also want to be good people... No, if they have the choice, they also want to use advanced weapons.
In order to arm civilians, flintlocks and even axes and shovels became weapons. Bayonets were all good things, and there were even wooden poles with one side ground into a spike shape.
Some daggers and spikes made of shrapnel appeared on the battlefield. When the mirage army used these things, it felt like they had traveled through the apocalypse.
Coupled with the collapsed houses and cracked walls around them, the scene was simply a beautiful moment that directors of apocalyptic movies would never dare to imagine.
After the Battle of the South Island, the Battle of the New Island, the Battle of the Southwest of the Main Island, and the Battle of the Central Island, the overall combat effectiveness of the Mirage Army was actually constantly declining.
This is actually easy to understand. The losses of the Mirage Army were really too great. A large number of experienced veterans were encircled and annihilated and died on the battlefield. They cannot bring their valuable experience back to the army, and the remaining troops have no way to improve their combat literacy.
In this case, the mirage army can hardly improve its experience. In addition, the training of the troops is getting worse and worse. The untrained troops are eager to replenish them and consume them on the battlefield. It is natural that the overall combat effectiveness is reduced.
Originally, this was a vicious cycle. The troops suffered heavy losses and needed to be replenished in large quantities. The supplemented recruits did not have enough combat effectiveness and the losses were even greater, so they could only replenish more and worse recruits.
Replenishing new recruits means slow death. If you don't replenish the front line, it will collapse directly. No matter what, it is a death. If the logic is closed, it is yes.
"It's okay to add some reinforcements. Our company is almost exhausted." The soldier who came to ask for support begged bitterly.
When he came out, the company commander asked him in a pleading tone to bring back some reinforcements, otherwise his position would not be able to be defended.
He also promised his company commander that he would bring some reinforcements back.
Obviously, his battalion commander could not give him more assistance. The battalion commander said helplessly: "Look what's going on! My battalion headquarters is about to become the front line, where will the troops come from to support you? Huh?"
What the battalion commander said is true. With the current war situation, he really cannot do without manpower here. If we deploy more troops, it will be even more dangerous if the main position is lost.
The soldier who came to ask for support was also anxious. He grabbed the battalion commander's arm and continued to plead with a tearful voice: "Battal Commander! Two of them! You can just let me take two people back!"
"..." The battalion commander looked at his men and had no other choice. He shouted to three soldiers who were firing not far away: "You three! Follow him back! Support the 2nd Company! Go quickly!" "
He asked for two and gave three. He felt that he had done his best. The three soldiers heard the order, put down their rifles, and followed the soldier as they ran along the ruins toward the 2nd company's position in the distance.
Here, the 75mm mountain gun next to the battalion commander is still firing, but the shells it fires are not as powerful as the 80mm mortar commonly equipped by the orc troops.
The goblins had no choice here. They didn't have so many advanced mortars, so they found such a mountain cannon to use as support firepower for the battalion.
If placed in a general army, this artillery would be placed in an infantry regiment or even an artillery team directly under the infantry division! That's good stuff!
The situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly. While the Mirage troops were struggling to support themselves under the pressure of the Orc troops, the Orc bombers arrived on the battlefield.
These seemingly outdated bombers seem to have exerted their residual heat on the battlefield of Mirage: the short Hanabang-style nose and the huge propellers on both sides have become the signature appearance of the Junkers 88 bomber.
Junkers bombers loaded with bombs took off from the airport near Dingcheng, could easily reach the mirage, and then dropped the bombs fully loaded.
Because the distance is too close, the range can no longer restrict the Junkers bombers. It can easily be fully loaded and drop rows of bombs above the Mirage's heads.
For the soldiers of the Mirage Kingdom, this is not good news: raindrops of aerial bombs fall from high altitudes and hit their heads densely. It feels really sour.
The accompanying earthquakes and swaying of mountains forced all Mirage troops on the ground to huddle up, hold their breath, and wait for this disaster to pass quickly.
The building, which was already weak, swayed and collapsed in the explosion, stirring up dust all over the sky and swallowing up everything around it.
The battle had to be paused because of the bombing. Soldiers on both sides were waiting for these damn planes to get away quickly.
The communication between the Army and the Air Force is sometimes so deceptive. The Orc troops have no idea that at this time today, the Air Force is actually carrying out a damn bombing of this scale!
The small grains of sand on the ground were bounced by the explosion, and those damn bombs were endless, as if they were going to wipe the entire city off the map.
An aerial bomb is much more powerful than an artillery shell of the same volume and weight, because the aerial bomb does not need to rely on a hard shell to accelerate rotation in the barrel.
Therefore, these aerial bombs can be added with a lot of charges, so that when they explode, they will be more genuine.
Although the raindrops of aerial bombs gradually receded and the orc bombers had flown to the center of the Mirage City, the battlefield on the edge of the city remained silent.
Everyone needs time to slow down and let the shock just fade away from their minds. This statement is on the spiritual level, but on the physical level it is much more straightforward: there is too much smoke and dust to fight.
Collapsed buildings and exploding aerial bombs will kick up dust. When these choking things floating in the air dissipate, the battle will begin again.
However, the bomb just now really caused chaos in the rear of the Mirage Army. Some newly established headquarters were destroyed, and some locations for distributing supplies were buried or blown up.
In short, recovery will take time and require a lot of manpower. At this time, if you asked a few civilians to help clean up a collapsed building, they would probably steal everything buried inside.
No matter what it is, military stuff is good stuff: with the exception of large-caliber artillery shells, anything is now considered a good thing in the eyes of civilians.
arms? Keep bullets and guns for your own use, which can give you an extra sense of security on a chaotic battlefield. Hand grenades and all weapons that are easy to hide can save lives at critical moments, so pistols, grenades, bayonets and the like are very popular among civilians.
On the other hand, it goes without saying that rice and flour are what we eat. Clothes and military supplies are also very valuable: the weather is getting colder. A pair of leather shoes and a few clothes, no matter how thin they are, can be used to keep out the cold, right?
If you are lucky and can find medicines when clearing the ruins, you will really make a fortune: these medicines can really save lives at critical moments and are real "cost-effective gold"!
The smoke gradually began to fade away, and the frontline troops of the Mirage Army began to become nervous: because they had just experienced a bombing, some of the ammunition senders did not come, and some reinforcements had not yet arrived... They themselves did not know what the problem was in the rear.
The orc army was different here. A large number of soldiers got up from the ground with curses, and then sent the injured soldiers back to the starting position. The remaining people would quickly continue to attack.
It is impossible to avoid accidental damage in such bombing precision, so the Army resents the Air Force pilots deeply. They longed for support from the air force, but complained and were annoyed by the bombs dropped by their own planes.
"Chug, chug, chug!" The sound of the tearing machine appeared again, and tracer bullets shuttled through the turbid air. Under the cover of the barrage, the densely packed M35 helmets crossed the streets full of bomb craters and began to attack the small high ground where the rugged ruins were piled up. .
The Mirage soldiers on the high ground began to fight back, and the clear gunfire of the Cyric Type 1 rifle began to echo. Orcs fell from time to time, but soon the soldiers wearing steel helmets rushed into the Mirage's defense line.
The shouts of bayonets came one after another, followed by some mirage soldiers shouting the slogan "Long live the Mirage Emperor" and rushing out of the trenches with grenades to fight with the orc troops.
Explosions resounded across the sky, and the orc troops finally began to retreat. The Mirage Army eventually held their position, but only at a heavy cost.
In fact, this is the real battlefield, and not every attack will result in something. In fact, most attempts will fail because the opponent is not a target that cannot fight back.
On the position that gradually fell silent, three Mirage soldiers walked along the twisted natural tunnel. The leader was the signal soldier who went to the battalion headquarters just before the bombing to ask for help.
He carried his Cyric Type 1 rifle and carefully avoided the corpses of mirage soldiers on the ground, as well as the corpses of some orc soldiers.
The two men following behind said nothing. The bombing just now caused them to lose a comrade on the road. The other party was also unlucky. A brick flew from nowhere and hit him in the head.
It should have been nothing serious, but he didn't have a helmet...
Steel helmets, which were relatively common in the past, have become rare items in the Mirage Army, and only officers can ensure that all members wear them. As for soldiers, probably only half of them can be issued such good things.
The other half can only make do with cloth military caps. If they encounter shelling or bombing, a high death rate is inevitable.
The remaining Mirage soldiers on the position looked blankly at the "reinforcements" arriving, not knowing whether they could survive until dinner.
Yes, their greatest comfort now is the one who stutters. This is what they serve as soldiers, because without it, they might have starved to death a few days ago.
Several officers were collecting various bullets from the corpses. If they were lucky, they could pick up a Thompson submachine gun and a relatively sufficient number of bullets from the orc's corpse.
The process is very risky, because there are orc sharpshooters who will attack the goblins cleaning the battlefield. The safest thing is to find the weapons of the orc corpses in the bunker, but not all weapons are easy to use.
In fact, when it comes to rifles alone, there is not that big a performance gap between the Mauser 98K rifle and the Cyric 1 rifle, and it really doesn’t matter which one you use.
It is nothing more than replacing some goblin soldiers who use Cyric flintlocks with Mauser rifles to make them look more like soldiers rather than cosplayers.
"Collect ammunition!" the goblin 2nd company commander reminded his sleepy men, asking them to seize the time to do something meaningful.
Sometimes the replenishment of ammunition is not timely. Being able to find some enemy weapons and use some enemy ammunition can save lives at critical moments.
"Company Commander! I brought back two reinforcements." The signal soldier introduced the two soldiers from the battalion headquarters with some embarrassment.
The commander of the 2nd company nodded, indicating that they could be more casual: "There's not so much fuss here! I'm very grateful for your help."
After introducing themselves, they were assigned tasks, and then they picked up helmets that looked in good condition from the goblin's corpse and put them on their heads.
There was no way, even though the orcs' M35 helmets were all over the ground, they didn't dare to pick them up and use them casually on the battlefield. Because it is easy to be accidentally injured by highly nervous comrades and die under the gun of one's own men, that is the real unjust death.
A few minutes later, the orc bombardment began again, but this time the bombardment was not directed at them. The explosions in the distance sounded very dense, but for everyone in this position that was not bombarded, it was really a comfortable lullaby.
Soon some people fell asleep amidst the rumbling cannons. They were too tired, and there was no reserve team to replace them. All the goblin troops could only stay in place, being consumed and eaten away bit by bit. …
No one complained because there was no energy left to complain. They found a random place and fell asleep leaning on the rocks. Only the people who were assigned to stand guard forced their exhausted bodies to continue.
(End of chapter)
