Yu Wan noticed the change in the battle situation.
He has always been fighting with a mentality of knocking out the front teeth of the opponent even if he died in battle, but the pressure caused by the opponent was lower than he expected.
When fighting the devil in the fertile plain, the pressure on the battlefield made it almost impossible for him to breathe, and there was only one thought in his head, and his whole body was as stiff as a stone. But now, he still has the energy to observe the situation of his teammates and attackers, and think about the possible actions of the opponent.
After several charges were forced back, the enemy's movements had become much slower.
The most obvious point is that the gap between the first army's shots has been greatly elongated - in order to save ammunition, they usually only fire intensively when the noble army is charging, but the last shot was almost an hour ago.
In the case that the other party does not send additional reinforcements in the future, this "stalemate" of neither advancing nor retreating is definitely a taboo. In any case, the First Army was in a condescending half-slope position, and it was covered by a sand and stone camp, and its advantage in shooting was far greater than that of the opponent.
He didn't quite understand why the noble commander would make such a choice - unlike cold weapon combat, no contact does not mean that no battle will take place. Those attackers are under the pressure of being shot all the time, which is bad for morale. Undoubtedly a blow.
Some front lines do not advance but retreat instead. Yu Wan saw with his own eyes that the position of some people lying on their backs has retreated nearly 100 meters from the position they originally put in. Now the entire front line is as uneven as a tortuous wave.
This also revealed that the attackers were not a complete force, but a temporary patchwork of several teams.
In addition, Yuwan also noticed that the enemy may not be so good at fighting with muskets. Although there are obvious traces of imitating the First Army, they did not play the due effect of the weapons in their hands.
Otherwise they could not have persisted until now.
As incredible as it may sound, the squad has so far not been killed and only five wounded.
This can no longer be explained by pure luck.
"Who can give me some bullets, I'm running out!"
"Me too, I only have the last clip on hand."
"Squad leader, what do we do next?" Hansen asked, bending over and running back. "There are no more living enemies by the machine gun, why don't we drag it until nightfall and retreat?"
Yu Wan looked up at the sky. It was around 5:00 p.m. at the moment. By then, the threat of enemy firearms will be greatly reduced, even with direct fire on the back, it is not without opportunities.
But perhaps because he had escaped too much before, he always thought more about retreating.
Night has weakened the accuracy of the musket, but the First Army will also lose its greatest support. More importantly, if the enemy is reinvigorated by this move and follows them in pursuit, can they repel each other again
Of course, if the ammunition is sufficient, the squad may be able to complete the evacuation before the attackers can react. However, according to the current situation, the nobles should soon notice that the firing frequency in the camp is no longer what it used to be, so it is not difficult to guess their next move.
What's more, two of the five injured were seriously injured, and retreating with injured teammates would inevitably slow down the speed further.
As for abandoning teammates, Yuwan asked himself that he couldn't do it.
He hesitated again and again, and finally made up his mind, "Call everyone else over, I have something to say."
After a while, Hansen gathered all the teammates scattered on the front.
The enemy didn't seem to notice that the First Army's shooting points were concentrated a lot. They were still lying on the grass, and occasionally they would raise their guns and shoot such a shot, which further strengthened Yu Wan's belief.
He briefly recounted the situation, then looked around the crowd, "His Majesty often said that offense is always the best defense. If we can defeat these nobles in one fell swoop, then we won't have any worries about leaving or staying. Come over, it may leave the enemy a chance to bite back. Now is the time to make a decision. We can leave our destiny to the enemy, or we can control it by ourselves. I would like to hear what everyone thinks. of."
"Squad leader, do you mean... let's take the initiative to attack?" Hansen couldn't help but stunned, "There are far more people on the other side than us."
"I've already thought about it. They seem to have an advantage in numbers, but most of them have no intention of fighting. Just shooting from a distance can't make the enemy intuitively aware of the defeat. If we can defeat their strongest team, Maybe it can completely destroy the opponent's will to fight!"
"But we're running out of bullets..."
"The First Army is not an army that can fight only by relying on guns. This is emphasized in the "Operation Manual"." Yu Wan said condensedly.
After everyone was silent for a while, Hansen was the first to speak, "I'll listen to you."
"Yes, squad leader, I don't want to leave anyone behind."
"Either go or stay."
"Order, squad leader!"
Everyone shouted.
Yu Wan nodded solemnly, if it was before, he would never have imagined that he would make such a decision. After only four years in the army, he feels that something has really changed in himself.
"You're not a coward."
A melodious voice reappeared in my ears.
He took a deep breath and said word by word, "Everyone, use the bayonet!"
From the oldest flintlock rifles to bolt-action rifles, the frame structure has changed a lot, but the bayonet has never been canceled. If there is any difference, it is that it is better to use than before.
The soldiers pulled out their sabres from their sheaths in unison and inserted them into the tenon.
Yu Wan inserted the last round of the magazine into the barrel of the gun, raised his arms and shouted, "Follow me!"
He took the lead out of the camp.
The other teammates followed closely and rushed towards the enemy closest to the front line!
The opponents obviously haven't reacted to what happened. Many of them didn't even get up from the ground for the first time, but continued to shoot at the rushing First Army with a lame posture.
Yu Wan was ready to be shot, but the expected stinging pain was delayed, and the distance of more than 100 meters came in an instant, and at this time the enemy stood up as if awakened from a dream, holding The bare rifle just stood there, as if he didn't know what to do.
According to the training posture, he stabbed the bayonet into the chest of the first enemy—
"kill!"
The teammates also swarmed up and rushed into the crowd while taking advantage of the downhill momentum.
The scream of killing suddenly resounded halfway up the hillside!
Fishball stabbed one down, shot and killed one, turned around and stabbed the third, and found that there were no new targets around for a while.
He looked around, only to find that the enemy had begun to flee.
They probably did not expect that the First Army would rush out of the camp at this time and start a close fight with them, and the last taut string in their hearts also snapped.
The brave who meet in the narrow road wins.
The coalition of nobles, who had been gnashing their teeth for a long time, did not resist at all, and then collapsed across the board—when the team at the forefront took the road and fled, panic spread across the entire army like a plague. The teams that had flinched at the back even dropped their weapons and fled down the mountain in a panic. Many people even stumbled and rolled down, knocking down a bunch of accomplices who were running in front.
When the heavy machine guns fell into the hands of the First Army, and turned their guns around to shoot at the crowd rushing down the mountain, the enemy even hated that they had lost two legs. If it weren't for the fact that the machine guns didn't have many bullets, they might not even be able to escape from here.
I don't know how far Yu Wan chased, until his legs were a little weak, and he slowly stopped.
All the enemies who were still alive on the hillside fell to their knees and raised their hands in surrender, and the nobles who had been hovering in the back ran faster than anyone else, and it was almost impossible to see them at this moment.
He clenched his fists hard, and there seemed to be an indescribable joy in his heart.
Just before he could taste it carefully, the excited teammates rushed him to the ground, "Squad leader, we won!"
"Long live Your Majesty!"
"Long live the First Army!"
He was lifted by everyone, and then thrown high into the air.
Yes, they won.
All survived, and there could be no better ending.
Yuwan opened his hands to the slowly setting sun, and joined everyone in the cheers of victory.
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