On April 20, Lu Yuan, the 17th, 18th, 19th, 20th, 21st Army and the newly formed 22nd, 23rd and 24th Army had a total of 160,000 troops, and entered the Thorn Hills defense line, facing the Second, Third and Fourth Corps of the Western Theater Command, which was responsible for defending the Thorn Hills defense line, a total of 160,000 people. The war of revenge, called Glory, is about to begin.

"Captain, the orders from above have come down, our regiment is on the first front line."

When the combat staff member Tymula Keitley rushed into the regiment headquarters with the order, the regiment commander Evan Henderson was tidying up his tie. Although he was no longer the captain of the Battle Flag Storm of the Republic of Negro, his habit of focusing on personal image has been preserved.

"I understand, what about the combat plan?"

"The first attack was initiated by the 17th, 18th and 19th armies. Each army was responsible for the front of one division, and the overall front was carried out according to the scale of three divisions and 30,000 people. This attack was a tentative attack, mainly to look at the enemy's defense arrangement and fighting will. The division commander said, don't fight, and retreat when he heard the trumpet."

"Uncle Bush is still so steady." The Uncle Bush in Evan Henderson's mouth is Tai'e Bush, the commander of the Eastern Front Command of the Neglu Republic and the rank of general. When he was the captain of the Neglu Republic's Battle Flag Strike, he had a good personal relationship with the Tai'e Bush, so he was a little casual in his words. His combat staff, Trura Kately, did not have this experience as much as he did, and he bowed his head and said nothing.

"Let's go, the front line is the front line. Although I have been caught by that bastard Elliot, I have never been afraid of fighting!"

For Evan Henderson, he had not had a happy life in the past six months. When Annkinre launched the Negro War, he and the ace troops of the Negro Republic, the Battle Flag Storm were testing the battlefield effectiveness of armored spearmen in Strongwood, the capital of the Principality of Tulucas. As the troops of the Negro Republic, when his vassal state was attacked by the enemy, Evan Henderson decided to send the Battle Flag Storm to help Strongwood resist the enemy's army. In his eyes at that time, the elite troops of the Negro Republic, plus the full set of weapons from the Weapons Research Institute, should be more than enough to deal with the troops used by the enemy to attack the small principality. However, unexpectedly, the enemy also sent hand artillery cavalry, directly defeated his resistance and captured him.

This arrest took half a year. It was not until the end of February this year that he returned to the Republic of Negro through the captive exchange between the two sides. Because he lost the battle and lost the Battle Flag Storm, Evan Henderson obviously could not serve as the captain of the Battle Flag Storm. His father, Steve Henderson, the Finance Minister of the Negro Republic, helped him move for a while, and combined with his wishes, he sent him to the Tai family Bush to serve as a lieutenant colonel leader.

The sound of drums in preparation for combat came from outside the tent. Evan Henderson carried his own steam backpack, took the command knife, and lifted the curtain of the regiment tent. In front of him, the vast and slightly undulating thorny hill defense line unfolded the whole picture.

The 3rd Regiment's headquarters and the 3rd Division's troops were all gathered on a larger hill on the west side of the Thorn Hills Defense Line. From the perspective of Evan Henderson, the most important part of the entire defense line can be seen. The Negro Republic and Ankenyin Empire took half a year to turn this once unwelcome wasteland into a battlefield full of iron blood. The iron shield chest wall defense line extending along the terrain to the north and south sides was based on stones and wooden stakes, and a sliding, two-meter-high thick iron shield was installed behind. At the height of the iron shield's chest height, there were countless holes for shooting, arranged neatly along the dark iron shield, like soldiers lined up. Because the defense was too boring, the front and back of many iron shields were written or painted with graffiti by the soldiers, adding a hint of vitality to the solemnity of iron blood.

Opposite the Iron Shield Defense Line of Negru, about five hundred meters away, is Ankenrien's Iron Shield Defense Line, the same stone wooden stake, the same thick iron shield, and the same shooting window. If it weren't for the different colors of the soldiers' uniforms of both sides, Evan would have thought that he was actually facing a mirror. In half a year, this line of defense that confronted both sides absorbed a large number of personnel and supplies from the two countries, and now it has become two long black snakes opposing in the Principality of Toulucas, waiting to tear open the other's throats at any time.

The drums rang again.

Evan Henderson and his team entered the battle sequence. According to the instructions of this battle, the front line combat regiments were all equipped with armor to resist the enemy's counterattack. As the regiment commander, Evan Henderson led the way, wearing a more exquisitely carved armor, and stood in the fourth row of his regiment.

The platoon tactics that have been circulated from Ankenry last year have been proven to be the most suitable tactic for steam rifles. The experience of the Niglu War on both sides has also continuously improved everyone's understanding of this tactic. Evan Henderson divided his regiment into 4 rows, each with 250 people, two rows in a group, forming a wide offensive format. Behind him, there is a regiment, which has increased the thickness of the front line.

The drums continued, and Evan Henderson's 3rd Regiment and other frontline troops crossed the Iron Shield Defense Line and began to assemble outside the defense line. Their actions attracted the attention of the other party. Evan Henderson could see that the enemy's troops also began to assemble behind the Iron Shield's chest wall. The red figure flashed through the shooting holes on the Iron Shield from time to time, which made him a little excited.

"We will eventually return the shame of being captured for half a year!"

The rhythm of the drums changed and the last drum beat was beaten. After that, the sound of the empty flute began to sound.

"go ahead!!!!"

The voices of countless commissars echoed in the air, and Evan Henderson carried his backpack and advanced with his own troops. His combat staff, Tymula Kately, walked beside him, breathing slightly.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine soon!"

Evan comforted softly, and the iron shield chest wall opposite became bigger and clearer as they approached. Evan could even see the slogans written in Rein and Negro. However, before he could see the contents of the slogans, the sound of the hollow flute turned into the offensive tune.

"Rise the gun!!!"

Evan Henderson shouted loudly, his orders passed less than ten meters and entered the ears of the two rows of soldiers in front. The soldiers in thick armor picked up the Welsh Type 2 steam rifles in their hands and pointed at the iron shield opposite. The steam backpacks on their backs were overheating, and were emitting sloping steam.

"hiss--"

From time to time, the pressure relief sounds of weapons sounded.

"Start the attack!!!!"

In Evan Henderson's impression, the Type 27 rifle used on the opposite side was relatively close in range, and he had the opportunity to shoot first for about two rounds. However, with the order to fire the gunshots on the opposite side almost at the same time, and lead bombs flying in the air ejected onto the iron shield and armor, making a crisp sound.

Have you changed your weapon on the other side?

Although intelligence work before the war has shown that the opponent may have updated its weapons, Evan Henderson was still a little surprised. However, whether he was surprised or not, the war had begun and the battle continued.

The continuous shooting of lead bullets hit the armor and iron shields. Occasionally, people fell from the queue, and people on the other side screamed. But overall, the combat losses of both sides were not high. The power of the weapon was weaker than the power of the armor, which made the beginning of the attack not much bloody.

The distance between the two sides quickly approached the position where they could break the defense.

The smell of blood in the air began to become stronger.

"shot!"

"Change!"

"shot!"

"Change!"

Evan Henderson was still releasing orders in conjunction with the sound of the empty flute. The well-trained soldiers, even though the iron shield chest wall opposite had reached an almost within reach, were still loading and shooting in an orderly manner. The two rows of soldiers in front of the 3rd Regiment had been exhausted. Evan Henderson himself also joined the shooting queue. From time to time, lead bullets bounced on his armor, but Evan Henderson didn't even hear the sound.

"Run!!!!"

From behind them, light soldiers rushed up. The soldiers held up scimitars, passed through the gap between armored spearmen, jumped onto the chest wall, pushed the iron shield hard, and even began to climb over the iron shield. The iron shields mounted on the slide rails were pushed crookedly by them, and many soldiers rushed in from above the iron shield. The sound of fighting sounded from behind the iron shield.

The lead bullet shot from behind the iron shield became sparse.

"It seems that it's not that difficult?"

Evan Henderson had just come to this conclusion when he heard the sound of gunfire coming from behind the iron shield. The soldiers who had just rushed in were silent.

"go ahead!"

New instructions came from behind again. More soldiers rushed in with big swords. Some soldiers hugged the thick wooden block and knocked on the iron shield in two or three strokes, revealing a gap that was enough to pass through two or three people. More soldiers rushed in from the gap, inspiring more dense gunfire.

Evan Henderson saw through the gap of the iron shield that the red Ankenry army had set up a volleyball formation behind the iron shield. The soldiers who rushed in, one of the volleyballs, were exposed to the enemy's firepower. These soldiers who were not equipped with armor for hand-to-hand combat were quickly consumed under the enemy's firepower.

And the battle situation has not yet made any progress.

"Forward troops, advance!!"

The drum sounded again. Trura Keitley translated the drum sound into an order, allowing his armored lancers to start rushing forward. Only armored lancers can resist the enemy's platoon.

The soldiers in armor rushed into the gap, and the gunshots inside became even more intense. Evan Henderson watched the soldiers in his regiment rush into the cracks that were knocked out one by one, and then knocked down one by one. For some reason, he felt a fire burning in his heart.

"Kill me!!!!"

He was angry and rushed with his rifle. Before he reached the gap, he heard the sound of retreating drums coming from behind. Before retreating, Evan Henderson had only time to see through the cracks of the iron shields that had been knocked down and knocked down, rows of Ankenrien soldiers in red were shooting at his brothers and subordinates.

Numerous casualties.

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"The enemy's defense method is almost the same as we predicted. They have established multiple iron shield defense lines, and placed rafters between the iron shield defense lines to attack our soldiers who broke through the defense line. Because after breaking through the defense line, it is difficult for our soldiers to expand their raft formation, so they cannot suppress the enemy in terms of firepower and will be eliminated soon. In this way of attack, if you want to capture the enemy's iron shield defense line, you must have at least two to three times the enemy's strength."

Levi Slattery, commander of the 19th Army, stood in front of the sand table, telling his analysis. The commander of the 17th Army, John Clemonds, commander of the 18th Army, Alan Cavallo, and other generals involved in the battle gathered in the Eastern Front Command to analyze the gains and losses of the battle.

"I agree with General Slatley's point of view. If you want to break through the iron shield chest wall defense line with this current style, you can only use your life to fill it, or take a detour like the Arand Empire attacked Roninger."

John Clemonds expressed his views. Several other generals also expressed their opinions and their opinions were basically the same.

"Today's offense verified our previous thoughts. The iron shield chest wall defense line is difficult to break through in the current attack mode of queuing and shooting," Eastern Front Commander Taijia Bush knocked on the tactical board. "So, I plan to launch a second offensive tomorrow, starting with the 20th, 21st and 22nd Army, and the 17th, 18th and 19th Army rested. This attack, we will use the new weapon provided by the Weapons Institute, steam cannons."

"So early?"

Slatterly was a little surprised, "Is it a little too anxious to use the killer weapon so early? The enemy has not yet reached the most exhausted time, and our war of attrition has just begun..."

"This weapon should be used as soon as possible to reduce casualties," General Bush explained, "If possible, I hope to be able to recover Tulucas and take down Lailin within a month, and there is no time to waste too much time here."

Hearing the plan of the Tai family Bush, the generals thought for a while and began to express their opinions. Although they were all in power, when it came to war, there was no demeanor of the general when it came to the argument, and the headquarters gradually became noisy.

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"If we could use steam cannons, today's war wouldn't be like this, right?"

Evan Henderson stood in front of a mechanic creation that was tall and tall. He listened to the comfort of his old friend, Ata Wales, a researcher at the Weapons Research Institute, and shook his head helplessly.

"No, Uncle Bush won't agree to the first time he tried to attack. This is our killer move. We must wait until the battle is in a hurry and use it before using it after almost all the consumption of the opponent."

"That way, the casualties will be huge."

Ata Wales sat on the water tank of the steam cannon, flirting with the cannon's fist-sized shell in his hand. In order to increase speed and reduce power, this shell is a specially made hollow shell that can use steam power to push out an effective range of more than 200 meters. Within the effective range, it can directly destroy or even penetrate the iron shield.

"But we can definitely win," Henderson walked to the cannon's muzzle and looked in. The muzzle was dark and could not see anything.

"That's, after all, only we have this weapon. Steam cannons will change the course of war!"

Ata Wales was full of confidence in the weapons in his hand. Henderson stroked the cannon's short and thick barrel, feeling the sense of peace of mind brought by the metal, and suddenly had an idea.
Chapter completed!