C1648 firepower as king

Tuk, tuk, tuk … The sound of the Gatling was long and unique. The four Gatling's control of the 200 metre wide attack cross section was indeed lacking in firepower. Even though the Six Barrel Heavy Machine Gun had strong firepower, it was still insufficient to control the 50 metre long attack cross section.

In the sky above them, which was forty meters high, the observation sentry was completely dumbfounded. The black masses of people below their feet were all covered by the four invisible Death God's Sickles, and every time the Gatling rotated its muzzle, there would be pieces of corpses lying on the ground.

The line of attack was no longer a straight line or a triangle. The four Gatling were more like whistles digging out ice cream, and every time they moved their muzzles left and right, they would dig out a deep arc from the charging troops.

The rain of bullets dug out pieces of flesh from the waves of cavalrymen. After that, even more cavalrymen increased their speed and charged into the battlefield like a meat grinder, causing all the Cossack to be filled with bloodlust.

If he had no place to retreat to, then he could only move forward!

"Attack!" Cossack will never retreat … " The sound of gunshot bullets filled the air. The skull of the officer who shouted those slogans was shattered into pieces, and his brain splattered onto the face of the soldier behind him.

"Wu La …" Charge... "Wu La …" The shouting soldier's tongue was exposed to the air, but in the next moment, a metal bullet had pierced through his front teeth and directly broke his neck.

Death had already become a common occurrence that was unworthy of pity. Familiar figures fell one after another, but in the blink of an eye, none of them could be exchanged for comrades. At this moment, all of them were engulfed by the tide of war, and not even a shred of their consciousness remained.

The first wave of two thousand warriors charged towards the position of the volunteers with a will of death in their arms, as if they were ready to fight to the death.

The Jiangxin Island had a total of 13,000 elite brave soldiers, and these men were no longer junior brothers of the battlefield. Haishenwai's cruel battles had trained them, and against such a crazy cavalry army, although they were a little nervous, their preparation for battle was not a little chaotic.

Chinese veterans were scattered among them, serving as officers of various ranks. Their roars rang out one after another, calming down the soldiers at the last moment.

"Steady... "Don't shoot, they are no longer a threat. You can only shoot after 100 meters …"

"Saving the use of hand grenades... "Don't bomb the ice. You are only allowed to invest hand grenades on the beaches..."

"Squad leaders, pay attention to the rhythm, save ammunition …"

"We're coming, enter the 100 meter range …" Brother, f * ck them! "

Pah pah pah … The soldiers who had emerged from the trenches pulled the triggers, and a line of dazzling fire shot out like a rain of bullets.

The distance of a hundred meters was like a barrage of bullets to Mauser. The conical warheads shot into the chest of the enemy, and the strong warhorses screamed as they knocked the riders to the ground, then they tripped the horses that were charging after them.

"Attack …" For the Empire... "Attack …" The surviving officers of the vanguard troops were all crying. Although they were all veterans, they had never experienced such a crazy attack from Gatling before.

In the hearts of these Central Asia cavalry soldiers, Gatling was just a story that officers would occasionally chat with.

Even the Burdan Rifle in their hands was issued to the army last year. Previously, they were still using the old Mini Bullet Rifle, but from this, it could be seen how exhausted Russian Army had been over the past few years. He didn't even have the money to change his equipment.

Today was the day they would swallow the evil fruit. Because their equipment had fallen behind the times, the ones passively being beaten today were not the Chinese people but them.

Even though Fajeev had made sufficient preparations, he never thought that the sacrifices would be so huge and so quick. Facing such an efficient slaughter, countless Cossack were scared silly.

"How can this be? Before the second wave of assault can even touch the ice, will the vanguard unit be completely annihilated? " Right now, those who died were all Qi Kefu's soldiers. His heart ached so much that he wanted to vomit blood.

Ah Shawen wiped off his cold sweat, "That's impossible!" Just two hundred meters of charge cross-section and these Chinese have already equipped four Gatling? Was he a madman? Who was their commander? "The allocation of firepower is not right …"

When Fajeev heard his subordinate's words, his mind spun so hard that he felt like he was going to crash. The result in front of him was not what he wanted, it was completely out of his control.

Based on past experience, even if the first wave of 2000 Cavalry Soldiers had all died in battle … Of course, Fajeev's goal was to make these soldiers his cannon fodder.

That was two thousand men and two thousand horses. Four thousand lives … even if the Chinese wanted to kill them, they would have to kill them for a while, right? In this short period of time, the second wave attacking two thousand people would be the surface of the ice.

By the time the Chinese had killed the first wave of the vanguard, the second wave of attacks would have pushed at least two hundred meters into position, and by then the most intense phase of Chinese fire had passed.

The second wave of attacks could disrupt the enemy's defensive rhythm and firepower. When the third wave of attacks began, they would be able to launch a strong charge from a distance of fifty meters.

Three waves of six thousand men was enough to disrupt the rhythm of the Chinese people. As long as the lead cavalry started to engage in physical combat at the enemy's position, the following armies would be able to continuously surge upwards.

"I have the thirty thousand strong army of Cossack. Even if I were to lose a quarter of my troops, I will still obtain the final victory! But why are these Chinese so fierce! God, please tell me... "

God didn't give Fajeev any answer, but Death gave him one. When the second wave of army didn't even reach the middle of the river, the first wave of two thousand troops had already turned into minced meat on the ground.

The brass bullets jumped around in the trench and produced a clear sound. The excited roar of the military officers intimidated the new recruits, and they did not dare to hesitate at all as everything happened in slow motion. Xiao Letian could even see the bullets thrown by the Gatling drawing a complicated parabola in the air.

He smiled. The founder of the Chinese race was laughing joyfully. The feeling of having everything under his control was simply too wonderful!

"Fire!" The Chinese were already used to an era where firepower was king! This is wonderful! "

"Boys! Push harder... Eat every enemy who dares to charge, and let this Jiangxin Island become the nightmare of Sha Russia forever! After the war, I will pay for all of my own money and create your statues here! "

"The Chinese descendant, will never forget you! In an era where fire was king, you are destined to be the pioneers! "Hahaha, this is great!"

At this point, the Cossack cavalry had already entered into a situation where it was difficult to dismount, the second wave of cavalry had already started attacking, even if they were to give the order to retreat, it would be too late.

Fajeev covered his heart with his hand, "Hold on... Persist! We have no way out... Even if we have to lose half of our forces today, we have to charge through! "

"Even if we cannot win, we still have to fight with Guo Geli and the others!"

"Now all we have to think about is... That is to gather together for warmth, and prepare for a long and bitter battle! "