"Why are you so a little bit? You're a little bit accurate!" There were curses on the position, but artillery also had difficulties with artillery. How could only three artillery pieces form dense firepower? How could they deal with high-speed cavalry without dense firepower?

In the end, we should fight on our own! The soldiers in the shooting positions abandoned all distractions and focused their attention on the opposite cavalry. At this time, the vanguard, the air horse, was already in front of us.

"Drop the grenades... and blow up these war horses!" The smokey grenades were thrown out of the position, and burst out hollows in the horses.

The dead and injured war horse fell to the ground and screamed, struggling to remember, but no strength was left. The war horse without anyone riding would naturally restore animal instincts and be born with a sense of avoidance to danger.

The fleeing horses made open spaces, and took this opportunity to lower their waists and rush out the Cossack cavalry, who had been bounced out, and a thousand elites turned into six or seven small dragons and rushed straight into the position.

"Shoot, shoot immediately!" Amid the officer's roar, Mauser's rifle began to shoot, and the enemy who rushed to the front was shot to the front.

The soldiers who had been baptized had significantly enriched their experience. They immediately loaded the ammunition after shooting. They would never look for targets during the loading of the bullets, and no one would compete with the war horse for speed.

After getting the bullet, immediately look for the nearest target and shoot. No matter whether it hits or not, it will quickly withdraw the shell and put on the new bullet, and repeat the cycle.

"Very good! The fight is beautiful. When facing the cavalry, you must not let their momentum overwhelm us... Attack according to our own shooting frequency! Don't be influenced by the enemy..."

These Cossacks were also shocked by the casualties in front of them. They never expected that the Volunteer Army, which had only been established in the intelligence for half a year, would actually be attacked with noses and eyes, and were not as cowardly as they imagined.

"Scattered, the formation is scattered... and assault immediately after approaching the enemy's formation... It's our turn to sacrifice! Tsar Ula! Empire Ula!"

With loud roars of Ula, the cavalry rushed into the plum blossom formation like a tide. The earth shook like a dragon turning over, and the roaring of the people and horses was shocking.

"Dispersed attack! Dead soldiers assault..." The regiment commander waved his saber and issued a decisive rushing order. Almost at the same time, scattered cavalry began to leave the large army and rushed towards the circular shooting positions with the shooting support of his comrades.

"Damn the pagan! Go to hell..." The war horses and soldiers were already connected, and jumped into the nearest position regardless of the rain of bullets in front. The dead soldiers covered in explosives brought all the living creatures within three meters of a radius to hell.

More Cossacks did not receive explosives, and they could not bring so much supplies for forced marching. At this moment, they could only use the most primitive tactics to delay the enemy's shooting.

Shimazu Asuka watched a tall Don hippo hit like a mountain. The soldiers shot Mauser desperately in their hands. He saw bullets shot into the body of the war horse with his own eyes, and blood arrows shot.

But the dying war horse still sent the owner to the destination. A tall Cossack jumped up like a bear hiding on a tree trunk and pounced on the pedestrian below. He bumped into it with a fishy smell like a mountain.

"God asked me to punish you! Pagans, you pagans... all go to die!" The cavalry had a ferocious face, and the two sabers flew around left and right as they roared, causing a rain of blood. The volunteers behind the sandbag were caught off guard against being cut over the ground.

In the narrow space, Cossack used all his unswerving offensive moves. His empty door had no defense at all. He let two bayonets pierce the ribs. He even cut a big hole in the back with the engineer shovel, but he continued to move forward.

Shimazu Asuka had never seen such a fierce opponent. He had no trace of human feelings in his eyes, and it was purely a pure killing.

Taidao slashed head-on. The enemy's head slightly to the side, and the sharp blade slashed into his right shoulder, and it was deeply stuck on his collarbone. Asuka Shimazu wanted to pull it out, but he never expected that the enemy's right hand would flip, grab the blade on the edge of the wound with bare hands, and cut into the palm of the hand and blood splattered everywhere.

The grim Cossack grabbed the Tai Knife with bare hands, and no matter how strong Shimazu Asuka used, he could not take it back. The knife was inserted on his shoulder.

The beast had completely lost its pain. The saber in his left hand had been broken by the engineer's shovel. After throwing away the remaining knife handle, his left hand suddenly grabbed Shimazu Asuka's head like lightning.

During the battle, the military cap was thrown away long ago, and the Volunteers were all monks like the Chinese New Army. No one was allowed to have special hairstyles. They were all bald monks' heads, and at most they could grow a buzz head that could grow one inch long.

Cossack could not grasp Asuka Shimazu's hair, but his big hand, like a palm fan, could actually cover the top of his head. His five fingers held Asuka Shimazu's head tightly like iron pliers.

What a terrifying hand and such a terrifying force, Shimazu Asuka could not break free from the enemy's control. At that moment, he felt the Tianlinggua soreness, and a odor and bloody smell came to his face, which hit his nose as much as it was.

You can imagine that after three months of forced marching, you never wash your face or brush your teeth, and it is even more impossible to take a shower. Where can this body odor be better?

In addition, the food is full of beef, mutton and cheese products, and the smell of the whole body is even more memorable. In addition, the smell of blood is like a biological weapon.

"Hahaha...you are an officer! I can see that you are an officer! Go and die..."

The seriously injured Cossack hit him with a head hammer. At that moment, he held Shimazu Asuka's head with his left hand and the bone-like Taidao blade with his right hand. There were two brave soldiers on his back swung the engineer's shovel and chopped his back to death, and two crooked bayonets were hung on both sides of his left and right.

At this moment, he is the wild beast, he is the god of death in hell!

"You group of rebels! Go to die..." With a muffled sound, Cossack's forehead hit Shimazu Asuka's head. At that moment, he felt like his head was hit by a big hammer, and the whole world was spinning.

There was a muffled bang, and it was a head hammer, and then Cossack continued to roar, regardless of whether these volunteers could understand "The lowly pagans, remember forever that this land belongs to us!" After that, there was another head hammer.

"Get out of here, you all go to die..." Another bang.

"This is our Tsar's Far East, not yours..." With a bang, even blood was knocked out this time.

"This is our land..." The Cossack beast was about to use another head hammer, and at this moment, Asuka Shimazu had already hung his head.

"I'll go, fuck you! Mom..." At the most critical moment, a short Oroqen soldier jumped up behind him, swung the engineer's shovel in his hand and used his strength to slash the back of his head and chopped it over.

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Chapter completed!