One after another Austrian soldiers jumped out of the trenches and fought with the soldiers of the special camp. The soldiers of the Thorn Flower Division showed their fearless spirit. Even if the battle loss rate reached 70%, they were fearless. The shame brought by the 200 deserters just now will be washed by them.

"The warriors of the empire, fight... fight with them hand in hand. As long as you can hold on for five minutes, the subsequent troops will rush up. Victory must be ours..."

"Long live... I fuck..." It was a thud, and the passionate Austrians rushed to the trench and found that they had been fooled, and they were cheated.

"You are so shameless..." Countless Austrian soldiers shouted such slogans and fell down, and they fell into the mud like dogs chewing mud.

It’s so despicable. These Pu troops are so despicable. They actually dug trenches more than two meters deep on the stone bridge high ground, and the water is damn it!

That's right, the trench designed by Xiao Letian is a reference to the plan from the World War I period. This kind of deep and widening trench should be used to build a shooting platform with a wooden rack. Soldiers can walk in the mud to straighten their backs without fear of the enemy's bullets. Once they encounter an enemy attack, the soldiers will stand on the rack and reveal their heads and start shooting.

Although the special mixed camp does not have time to build so many wooden shelves today, they can reserve a dirt platform on the side facing out of the trench, without having to be too high for more than 30 centimeters. When encountering artillery soldiers, they can sit on the platform to avoid artillery fire. Once the enemy charges, they can stand up and shoot.

This design style will not appear in real history for fifty years, that is, in the middle of World War I. This is the best defense method for infantry before the rapid mechanized war appeared.

Sometimes it feels so dark and pleasant to abuse people with historical experience that spans time.

If you are mentally prepared for a two-meter-deep pit, you may not be injured even if you jump down. But the most terrible thing is that no one knows that the trench will be so deep. The Austrian army will fall into it like dumplings. The Pu army, who is waiting for the rabbit, draws out the bayonet and uses it as a long dagger, stabbing the Austrian army in the mud to death like slaughtering rabbits.

"Damn it, you still want to fight with us? Go to hell... Brothers, hurry up and don't delay, the third wave of enemy troops is about to rush up... Damn, you guys have bent your bayonet, don't you know how to use engineer shovels? This thing is easier to use than bayonets..."

There was a chaotic shouting in the trenches. In less than five minutes, hundreds of Austrian troops who rushed up to fight hand in hand turned into cold corpses in the mud. At this time, the third wave of Austrian troops charged had already rushed to fifty meters away from the trenches, and the snow- bright bayonet once again hit the muzzle of the Special Mixed Camp.

"Free shooting... open fire! Repel them..." The blood-stained bayonet once again aimed at the rushing enemy troops, and the terrifying Mauser's shooting sounded again.

At this time, the temporary command center where the old earl was located was completely in full swing, and countless battalion commanders gathered here to strongly protest this irresponsible death.

"Sir, please take back such an order! How can a war be fought like this? The Prussians hid in deep trenches, and with the speed of fire of advanced rifles, isn't this a one-sided massacre? Do you want to use the lives of our soldiers to consume the enemy's bullets?"

"Empire intelligence officers should kill! What model is this terrifying rifle? What are its parameters? How many base ammunition does the enemy on the opposite side bring? We don't know all of these, how to fight this battle..."

"My dear Count! Please order the third wave of brothers to withdraw and let our artillery fight a few more rounds. All we can rely on now is artillery..."

The officers around him were yelling, and Earl Tabris was clamored in his head, and in the end he couldn't bear it anymore and started yelling.

"Shut up, shut up! What do you know, artillery? Do you know how many shells our artillery has brought? Do you know that we are facing Prince Carl's 120,000 troops?"

"Without the fire support of artillery, please tell me how we should delay them for an hour? Who has a good idea, I will give way to him immediately..."

The old earl's roar shocked all the officers present, and everyone's face was as frustrated as if they were constipated. The old earl sighed, "You have been in Vienna for too long. You seem to have forgotten what war is like. Sacrifice? Don't join the army if you are afraid of sacrifice..."

"Look at these Prussians. Although they have caused us huge casualties, you must learn new things from them... Think about it carefully, can't we borrow such a trench? If Prince Carl's Second Legion rushed up, our Thorn Flower Division also had such a defense system..."

Speaking of which, all the officers suddenly realized that they even imagined the scenes of the Pu army being swept down in front of the trenches.

The old earl clenched his fists and pointed at the battlefield. "No matter how big the sacrifice is, even if it is filled with human life, we must occupy this high ground. You must remember that this is a battle of national destiny. Once it fails, we Austria will completely withdraw from the stage of strife and thus become a second-rate or even third-rate country in Europe..."

Speaking of this, the old earl suddenly sighed in a low voice. He seemed to be afraid of being heard by the soldiers around him and said in a low voice, "Everyone, think about it, we can defeat anyone, but we cannot defeat these Chinese people!"

The three words Chinese completely awakened these officers. Yes, it would not be too embarrassing to lose to the Prussians. If they lose to the Chinese, the entire Thorn Flower Master would probably become a laughing stock in Europe.

The red-faced officer saluted the old count, turned his head and rushed out to gather the team. Everyone was filled with anger and was waiting to rush to the group of Chinese people. But at this moment, they suddenly heard a noise on the battlefield, and looked closely at the third wave of scattered soldiers who had charged back.

More than a thousand scattered soldiers charged, and the battle was reduced by 60% to no avail. Not only that, the officers led by this wave of soldiers were far less brave than the two previous groups of officers. When the headshot of the soldiers around him splashed his face, the little Austrian noble could no longer hold on, screamed and turned his head and ran away.

Since ancient times, wars have always been followed by soldiers and generals. When the soldiers saw that the officers took the lead in running away, what were they waiting for if they didn’t run away? The lives of civilians were also life.

The four or five hundred defeated soldiers covered the entire charge position, and even dispersed the fourth wave of scattered soldiers behind them. Behind them, the soldiers of Xiao Letian special camp were filled with joy, and everyone raised their middle fingers at the group of defeated soldiers.

"Get out, grandson, grandpa, I'm too lazy to waste bullets on you. Go home and eat breastfeeding, hahaha..."

"It's White! It's drunk White... This bastard is so shameless. You are the empire's shame!" A group of officers outside the command center cursed angrily. After a while, a group of soldiers from the guard company rushed out of the command center and rushed straight to the fleeing crowd.

After a while, the battalion commander White was tied up. The guards did not kick him in the knee without any politeness. The young baron from Vienna fell to his knees with a bent knee.

"Shameless! Do you still have some noble dignity? You dare to take the lead in being a deserter..." The furious old earl rushed out and whipped her head.

"Dan, you are a dog-like playboy! How can the fate of the empire be entrusted to you? I, I... I'm going to shoot you!" The old count's forehead was leaping, and he took out his pistol and was about to fire.

The brigade commander Peng Ka was so scared that he rushed over, holding the earl's hand and snatched the pistol. "Sir, calm down, lie down, lie down, lie down, don't kill, White, you can fight and punish, but you can't kill! For the sake of the king, don't shoot..."

Pengka kept blinking at the old Count. It was not until this time that the old Count thought of some rumors in the Vienna aristocratic circle that White had a very beautiful sister and was a famous socialite in Europe.

If the old Count dared to kill White today, then it is conceivable that all the men under the socialite skirt would be like a group of perverts... Oh, no, no, it should be a group of hungry wolves, rushing towards the old Count. At that time, I am afraid that the entire Earl's family would be retaliated.

The old count said nothing, turned around and crawled into the military tent, no one noticed that the old count's eyes were covered with tears.

At this time, the brigade commander Peng Ka waved his hand and asked the officers' regiment to retreat. He walked into the military tent alone. He blocked the door of the military tent with his back. He knew that the division commander's appearance would never be seen by the soldiers, as this would affect morale too much.

The old earl sat on the stool, covering his face with his hands and sobbing in a low voice, "I've done enough, I've done enough, I know that God is punishing me and letting me take a thorny flower master. What else have I done besides wiping your butts over the past ten years?"

"Thorn Flower Master? In the eyes of the people of Vienna, the meaning of Thorn Flower is a group of dandy thorns. This is not a good thing at all, it is an insult to us!"

"Currently, Alan, and White, is this the future of the empire?" When the old earl said this, his face changed and he actually said something harsh.

"No wonder during the French Revolution, the people shouted to abolish aristocratic politics. If all of them were such nobles, I think they should also abolish..."

Penka's face turned pale in fright. He rushed over and covered the count's mouth and whispered, "My God, my dearest Count, how can you say this? If it is spread, the king will strip you of all titles and hang you..."

"Don't worry, I will lead the troops to charge myself, and I will take this high ground for you personally!"

The old earl finally recovered his calmness at this time. He shook his head, "No, the morale of the army is now very delicate, and the soldiers have a bad mentality... Let the artillery go on, and have a few more rounds of artillery bombardment to cheer our children!"
Chapter completed!