Qin Liangyu and Lan Fang breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the ambush troops directly behind them charging out.

An ambush that is lured but not launched is the most worrying thing. Now, Liu Wenxiu's trump cards have been revealed, which makes them relieved.

"The whole battalion is ready for battle." Lu Yiming, holding a monocular with a solemn expression, gave the order loudly.

The coalition's defensive square was very wide, and it had to surround a large amount of military supplies and logistical auxiliaries. The Royal Second Regiment, which was responsible for the defense of the rear army, deployed its entire force to form a three-layered defensive arc, which was just enough. use.

Lu Yiming's battalion was placed alone in front of the defensive arc. If the rebels wanted to attack the defensive arc of the Second Royal Regiment, they had to first break through the defensive square of Lu Yiming's battalion. This also meant that the battalion had to fight alone. , will not receive reinforcements until they can no longer withstand it.

However, the artillery positions of the three armies are all located in the Chinese Army, and Lu Yiming's Second Battalion can receive artillery support anytime and anywhere.

Lu Yiming had already seen through the monocular that the rebels who came out from the left and right wings were mostly old, weak, sick, disabled and women. Their combat effectiveness was negligible. At most, they served to harass and scare the coalition forces. The rebels who came out from the front were mostly women. The rebel army is all young and strong, and they should be the elite of the rebel army.

This is also Liu Wenxiu’s killer move.

This also means that he and the entire battalion will face a fierce battle.

Under his leadership, the entire battalion underwent high-intensity military training and was the best-performing battalion in the regiment. However, training was training. It was the first time for all the soldiers to go to the battlefield. They could not help but appear nervous, and some might even be nervous. Fear.

"Brothers, are you nervous?" Lu Yiming asked loudly.

"nervous."

Many soldiers answered loudly. They knew the temper of the battalion commander and would not be blamed even if they answered wrongly. If it were other officers who asked this question, they probably would not say anything.

"It's okay to be nervous. When I went to the battlefield for the first time, I was more nervous than you. My hands and feet were trembling. However, I followed the commander's instructions and performed the usual training movements a few times, and I got used to it, haha." Lu Yi. Ming said with a smile.

"Understood, sir."

All the soldiers answered in unison and laughed, their tension unknowingly relaxing for the most part.

"Very good. We join the army not only to earn a living, but also to perform meritorious service, strive for promotion, return home in fine clothes, honor our ancestors, and marry several beautiful wives to warm our beds, haha."

"Hahaha……"

The tense and depressing atmosphere gradually dissipated amidst the laughter of the soldiers. All the soldiers were refreshed and their fighting spirit was high.

Boom boom boom——

The artillery opened fire, and the exploding artillery shells exploded into clouds of fire and billowing smoke among the roaring and charging rebels. Rebel soldiers were constantly being blown away by the blast of air, and their stumps and broken arms were thrown around. The screams of misery are endless.

Although the artillery used fierce and continuous artillery fire to cause a lot of casualties to the rebels, it was unable to suppress the overwhelming and crazy charge of the rebels, and the distance between the two sides was rapidly closing.

"First row, listen to my command, aim your gun, and shoot."

After the charging rebels entered the effective range of the Suifu guns, the commanding officer standing in front of the formation shouted loudly, slashed down with the command knife in his hand, and gave the order to shoot.

Bang bang bang——

The soldiers in the first row subconsciously pulled the trigger. Before they had time to see whether they had hit the target, they closed their guns and retreated under the command of the officer to reload the bullets.

The soldiers in the second row took a step forward, raised their guns to aim, pulled the trigger, then put their guns away and stepped back, loading bullets. The soldiers in the third row followed, mechanically repeating these simple and skillful actions.

Under the dense and continuous barrage, the madly charging rebels fell in pieces. Their corpses covered the grass, and their blood dyed the grass red.

Although the rebels charged bravely and fearlessly, they were unable to break through the death net formed by the dense rain of bullets, and their flesh and blood bodies seemed so fragile.

However, the brave and fearless rebels continued to attack crazily. Their mission was to break through the official army's rear camp at any cost, set fire to the official army's supplies, create chaos, undermine the official army's morale, and cooperate with the main frontal force to defeat the official army.

Either die on the way to charge, or turn around and run away, and then have their heads chopped off by the big and small bosses supervising the battle. The left and right are dead, and they can only fight.

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