C1507 It was like breaking bamboo

Time passed. It was 1: 30 in the morning, 2: 00 in the morning, 3: 00 in the morning, 3: 30 in the morning … On the Aleut, Ji Yaqinke and Ai Tuolin could only watch as the line of fire that was extinguished from the four kilometre point was pushed all the way south, until it reached the eight kilometre point mark.

As buildings were blown up and set on fire, the cheers of the loyal troops grew louder and louder, like a tidal wave at the full moon, it struck against the defensive line of the remaining defenders.

The aide-de-camp had already told the two generals that the Chinese had thrown in a brand-new weapon and that to the veteran generals who had gone through many battles, the principles behind this Oriental cannon could be easily understood with just a slight turn of their minds.

"Why didn't I think of it? This structure was very simple! "Furthermore, we don't need a lot of special materials. With the reserves we have at the stronghold, we can definitely make a batch …"

Ji Yaqinke blamed herself and was also annoyed, the guns in her hands that the soldiers were talking about, was actually the enlarged version of the musket, the most primitive kind of gun that could shoot iron sand seed. Not only did they not seek for high accuracy, they only seek for short range surface damage.

However, sometimes it was just a piece of paper, just like when humans invented the horseshoe, they would order an iron bar for the horseshoe. In the eyes of those people who understood this technique, wasn't this a very simple matter?

However, in the hearts of the unknown people, this kind of innovative thinking was simply unable to be born on one's own. Even though there were small technological improvements such as saddles, they were not considered innovations at all. They were merely the small experience of a people.

Such small experience could often determine the outcome of a war.

At the most critical moment, when people think you didn't think of it, the result is proof of everything.

After this battle, Xiao Letian was publicly recognized as the creator of the shotgun. No matter how many different types of shotgun were used in the future, the founder of the mountain would always be Xiao Letian.

At this distance, the enemy simply could not break through the Fire energy web that was formed from the scattered bullets, and the further distance was covered by the Mauser's rifle, so the advantage of having more people finally showed.

Russian soldier who could not afford it could only fight with each other and retreat. The stubborn stronghold was either burned down or destroyed by the explosion, the entire Haishenwai was completely red, it looked like a purgatory from afar.

Ji Yaqinke knew that his loss had already been decided, and laughed miserably as he took out a silver jug of wine from his pocket, smiling at Ai Tuolin, "Since we can only drink like this, I won't let you go …" As he spoke, he tilted her head back and poured a pot of vodka down his throat. The spicy taste continued to burn down his throat.

When Ai Tuolin saw the commander taking out his beloved family heirloom pistol and stuffing it into his own mouth, he was so shocked that he quickly snatched it away. We haven't even seen any reinforcements yet, so how could we give up so easily?! "

"It's too late!" The Haishenwai is hopeless, and the fortress will fall before dawn. At that time, the Chinese people can rely on the Amur River to set up a defense line. "

"They can't make it in time. As long as the Amur River's ice breaks, those who are lacking in materials can only stay in the north … What did they take across the river? Carrying logs? Without craftsmen, how can we build ships! "

"These Chinese people are a bunch of moles. They are born to love soil and wood work, and in such cold weather, they can dig so many trenches out of the frozen ground. What kind of defense do you think these Chinese people have for the Amur River?"

"It's too late, we don't have any more time left …" Ji Yaqinke said in complete despair. "Originally, I had hoped that our warriors would be able to drag it out longer, or perhaps even cause some damage. But everything has been destroyed, everything has been destroyed! "

Of course, Ai Tuolin knew all of this. Ever since the Bravehearts were equipped with new weapons, their casualty rate in the street battle had been reduced rapidly.

"I know, I know all this …" But there is still hope! There is still hope! This time, the one leading the team from Central Asia is Fajeev, I have met him once before, he is the Empire's most outstanding cavalry commander, how could we not think of him? "

"There is still hope! Until the final moment, he definitely could not give up hope … Someone! Take good care of the commander, don't let him commit suicide! I believe that this war is not over yet. It is not over at all … "

Ji Yaqinke's handgun was taken away, the poison in her pocket was taken away, even the meat cutting tool and knife that she brought with him were confiscated.

He laughed bitterly and said: "Ai Tuolin! Do you know how hard it is for a person to muster the courage to commit suicide? If you organize me like this, I'm afraid I won't have the courage to pull the trigger! "

Ai Tuolin shook his head: "If it really comes to the last resort, I will order all the naval ships to rush out of the bay, and rush out from the gap where there was no mine …"

"When the time comes, we'll see if God bless us or not! Maybe one or two of our more than a dozen ships will escape, maybe we'll all sink here, who knows … But that would be far more honorable than committing suicide! "

The two commanders of the army and navy finally came to a decision. It was only a matter of time before the battle ended, and no one had the power to reverse the situation. Two-thirds of the city had already fallen, and all the large fortifications had been bombarded by the naval gun at sea.

At 4.15 in the morning, human Tu Vadim staggered back towards the south under the protection of a squad of soldiers, returning to the fortifications of their base. Only after he broke into the headquarters did the two female Russia soldiers realize that half of Vadim's body was drenched in blood.

The two female soldiers were Vadim's Battalion doctors, but they were also his forbidden women. In the bitter cold far east, there were no large cities, and without alcohol and women, it was impossible to survive the long winter.

Thus, there would always be a few women following along with them. Although they might be civilian officials, military doctors, or nurses, in reality, they were just military prostitutes. As a high ranking military officer, Vadim could of course enjoy the women of his own race. On the other hand, ordinary soldiers could only rely on the women of the Far Eastern aboriginals to vent their loneliness.

Six to seven hundred minority women were abducted in the Haishenwai.

"Oh, my dear Vadim, what's wrong with you …" The two women rushed over to help Vadim bandage his wounds, but they realized that half of his body from his shoulder all the way to his waist was filled with small holes, and every hole was bleeding profusely.

"Stop bandaging me …" It was useless! It's a new weapon for the Chinese... "Dammit, countless of us warriors have died by those sinister weapons. I can't accept this …"