In the history of human war, the struggle between infantry and cavalry has always been the mainstream of war. Relying on its strong strategic mobility and assault attributes, cavalry has always been a powerful weapon for offense on the battlefield.

Infantry is relatively weaker and always belongs to the defensive side when facing cavalry. However, infantry is not helpless in the face of cavalry. Over the long years, infantry has accumulated countless effective means of restraining cavalry.

The spear formation cooperates with archers, trapped in horse pits, fire attacks, tripped horse ropes, hooks and sickles... There are countless ways to deal with cavalry in the era of cold weapons alone.

But these methods are incomplete in the end. It was not until the emergence of muskets that the end of the cavalry was declared. How much does it cost to train a cavalry? How much does it cost to build a rifle?

The extremely low cost finally gave agricultural civilization a powerful tool to fight against cavalry, and the popularity of firearms ended the threat of nomadic peoples to agricultural civilization.

But anything takes a process. A hundred years in the face of history is just a blink of an eye. However, on the battlefield, in the battle between real swords and guns, every minute is a critical moment that determines life and death.

If the Volunteers could know the enemy's military situation of the sneak attack one hour in advance, then their defense would be more complete. At least a few Gatling heavy machine guns would be arranged in the shooting positions, and some landmines could be buried at the front of the battlefield, and even some simple horse traps would be dug.

Unfortunately, there is no way for war. It is their limit to these soldiers who were exiled to build such a simple defensive position within one hour.

The Cossacks with rich combat experience have found a way to break through the front without using their brains and just intuition. They dispersed the assault and moved at high speed, so they were willing to sacrifice their victory. As long as they sacrificed their lives, they dared not say that they would finally guarantee victory. At least their troops' missions could still be completed.

Under such tactics, the Grenade explosion of the Volunteer Army cannot cause much casualties. These recruits do not have much experience in hitting mobile targets. The muzzle always moves left and right within the shooting position to find the target. Often, they do not hit the enemy but cause interference to the shooting of their comrades.

"Baga, idiot! Don't use your gun to chase the cavalry, your spear-breaking technique will not be able to catch up! After getting the bullet, hit your nearest target, and the enemy that has already rushed over will be dealt with by the soldiers behind..."

"Our shooting position stretches for four kilometers, and it can finally grind them to death... Don't be messed up! Calm down! Calm down!"

The officers shouted loudly everywhere, and gradually these soldiers finally found the feeling of dealing with the cavalry, and the casualties of Cossack began to increase.

The dense shooting positions on the battlefield formed a four-kilometer blocking belt. The cavalry would be shot by the Volunteers when they passed by a shooting position. Although the correct head was not high, they could not withstand many people. This time they rushed to the battlefield with only one battalion of troops. Compared with the Volunteers who blocked the three thousand, the power was much weaker.

"Don't worry about casualties! Keep rushing over... Our mission is to report the fleet! Don't worry about anything other than that..."

The brave Cossacks resolutely completed the task arranged by the battalion commander. They lowered their bodies and lay on the horse's back, without fighting back at all. They just kept using the horse to stimulate the potential of the war horse and make the speed faster.

At this time, the target of the Volunteer Army's shooting began to shift towards the war horses. The expensive Don hippos were shot and fell to the ground. The rolling soldiers would never drag their feet up from the ground and then rushed towards the nearest shooting position.

This is completely a suicide attack. Each circular shooting position has a squad of troops stationed. Even if the exhausted soldiers are in reserve, even if they are large numbers of them, they cannot be able to break through with one or two Cossacks by sabers.

But in order to create victory for the large army, these subtle individuals do not care about their own life and death.

The army is a machine, and every soldier is the screw in it. For the sake of the entire war machine to achieve the final victory, no screw cannot be sacrificed.

What is the quality that an elite legion should have? That is, every soldier has long been enlightened of sacrifice and has no hesitation at that time. For the sake of the collective, they can die without considering or comparing.

If they were a little greedy for life and fear of death at that moment, if they had a little comparison in their hearts, such as why didn't you sacrifice why it was me, etc... As long as he had a little hesitation in his heart, he would not have thought of rushing through the Volunteers' bullet rains.

The Cossacks are worthy of being the crown of the Tsarist Russian war machine. The huge Tsarist Russian territory was able to reach the Pacific Ocean because of this group of powerful troops.

The Fuso warriors and the Far East remnants were shocked. They always thought that the Rakshasa ghosts guarding Vladivostok were already a rare strong army in the world, but today they were not as heavyweight as these Cossacks.

This is the real war bear. They rushed over like a gust of wind and jumped, and they ran into it like a bear.

"For the Tsar... Kill!" The sharp saber swung and slashed out a bloody rain. The bayonet on the opposite side seemed to be in the chest, and he didn't seem to know the pain. He had to kill two more cushions before he died.

As long as a shooting position is broken through, one Cossack will not be able to fight. In the narrow space, Cossack is a wild beast. His attacks are all in a way of dying together, and his power is extremely powerful.

"Don't fight with him for bayonets... bullets are not good either! Get on the engineer shovel..." It's really useful to swing the engineer shovel round. It slashed the opponent's temple with one shovel, and half of the eyeballs were cut off.

The bullet is not easy to use. It hits the chest and clearly hits a pair of piercings, but the Cossack can still cut off your head.

The bayonet is not easy to use. After stabbing into the ribs, the other party can actually break the blade with his hands without feeling any pain.

These terrifying beasts came to die together. Their purpose was to use their lives to delay time and protect their comrades to rush over.

Cossacks, who were stabbed in the ribs, let out a roar like a wolf howl, and the blood from the wound kept spraying out. They raised their heads and howled cheered for their living comrades.

"Cossack..." The desperate roar received a collective response from all the living soldiers "...charge..."

"Ula...Ula...Ula...Victory...Victory..."

A four-kilometer blocking army formation was killed by 500 Cossacks, but in the end, two hundred successfully broke through and entered the blank area of ​​the battlefield of the Volunteer Army.

"Rise the double-headed eagle flag! Blow our charge! Tell this earth... Cossacks are here! We are here!" The battalion commander of Cossack, who was bleeding in his chest, roared with his last strength, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, turning into a blood mist in the sky.

The terrifying Cossack cavalry shocked everyone with their perverted combat power!

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