At dawn the next day, the Swedish and Norwegian armies began to attack.

Although he was mentally prepared, Li Xiu was shocked by the rough tactics of the Nordic army.

At five o'clock in the morning, thousands of artillery pieces were fired from the coalition positions.

No matter what caliber the artillery fired, they all fired desperately into the city of St. Petersburg. Countless shells blew up St. Petersburg like a large fireworks display at Christmas.

Almost instantly, the entire St. Petersburg was enveloped in thick smoke.

The rocket launchers kept pouring steel into St. Petersburg.

Li Xiu was surprised to find that they seemed to be shelling just for the sake of shelling. There was no order for special artillery to bombard the city walls of St. Petersburg.

The entire bombardment was completed in a tense and disorderly state.

This shocked Li Xiu. Isn't this a waste of ammunition?

The shelling lasted for two hours, during which time there was no intention of counterattack in St. Petersburg. It was as if everyone in St. Petersburg had disappeared.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the artillery preparations had been suspended for half an hour, and the Swedes and Norwegians launched an attack.

Half an hour was enough for the smoke to dissipate. Li Xiu didn't quite understand. Wouldn't it be better to launch an attack while the smoke from the bombardment was still filling the air and the enemy's vision was unclear?

Why does Mao have to wait for the smoke to clear before launching a fucking charge?

As expected by Li Xiu, there were only a few gaps in the city walls of St. Petersburg. Although the remaining city walls were blown up like the face of a leper, few of them collapsed.

What shocked Li Xiu even more was the Nordic attack formation!

The Swedes and Norwegians were tall and strong. Under an order, they held rifles with bayonets in their hands and rushed towards the city walls of St. Petersburg with shouts.

That's right, thousands of people charged together.

Before they reached the effective shooting distance, these people started firing their guns. Li Xiu felt that these people fired their guns more like they were trying to embolden themselves.

It is estimated that the bullet fired from the barrel of the gun wants to hit someone, firstly, it depends on the character of the shooter, and secondly, it depends on the character of the target.

The weather today is very good, the sun is shining all over the earth. There are not even a few clouds in the sky, and the visual conditions cannot be better.

Thousands of people charged like this in broad daylight.

There was no tactical team, no tactical distribution, and no systematic organization. The Nordics were just running wildly under the sun.

Li Xiu could imagine that these people would end up miserable.

This cannot be blamed on their leading officer, because the officers were also charging together. Even in the front row of the charge, Li Xiu saw at least five people wearing colonel's epaulettes.

The Russians were very patient. The howling Nordic people charged to a distance of 500 meters, but still no one fired.

Li Xiu closed his eyes. The closer he charged, the greater the casualties. This kind of charge was of no use except killing the enemy.

The moment Li Xiu closed his eyes, the terrifying sound of machine guns rang out.

Maxim's unique "thud" and "thud" sounds are frightening to hear.

Countless bullets poured down from the sky, directly splitting the charging Swedish and Norwegian troops into two pieces.

The sudden blow caused chaos to the charging team. The soldiers were screaming and wailing in a pool of blood, but no one could save them, including their gods.

The Russians fought very methodically, and after more than a hundred Maxims divided the team, thick smoke rose up in the city of St. Petersburg, and then Li Xiu heard the unique sharp whistling of rocket launchers.

The infantrymen in the back row who were pinned down by Maxim were just thankful that they were no longer within the shooting range of the machine gun when they were bombarded by intensive rocket shells.

Almost all the soldiers lying on the ground were destroyed. Some were directly hit by artillery shells and their bodies were directly vaporized. Some people were lucky and were not hit by artillery shells.

As a result, they died from the shock wave after the explosion. The huge explosion made them bleed in an instant.

The soldiers in the front row were a little at a loss. They didn't know whether to continue charging or to retreat quickly.

Those who wore the rank of colonel also had confused thinking. Some were holding pistols and commanding the troops to continue charging. But some were constantly telling their men to run back.

Some people rush forward and some run backward.

Just when they were in confusion, dots of light flashed on the city wall.

It's an anti-aircraft gun!

A fast-firing thing like an anti-aircraft gun is incredibly powerful if fired flatly.

At a distance of three hundred meters, as long as a person is hit by a 25mm artillery shell, he will immediately break into several pieces.

This is not fighting, this is unilateral massacre.

"The general of the Russian army is a tough opponent." Li Xiu put down the telescope and decided to return to the warship.

Staying with these idiots, the risk factor increases geometrically.

"I heard...! It seems that Duke Peter of Russia is in St. Petersburg. If he is really there, then the supreme commander can only be him." Chen Laohu had already sent someone to inquire about pre-war intelligence.

Still doing it very seriously.

"It's remarkable that a Duke can command the troops like this. Remember this man and be careful when you meet him in the future." After Li Xiu finished speaking, he walked towards the port with his hands behind his back.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the massacre ended.

The tens of thousands of Swedish and Norwegian troops suffered a devastating blow within an hour. Less than 9,000 of the 30,000 Swedish troops were left, and the Norwegians were even worse. Less than 5,000 of the 20,000 Norwegian troops were left.

In just one hour, the Swedish and Norwegian troops in the coalition lost their combat effectiveness.

"You knew this would be the case, didn't you?" Hawke roared at Schlieffen.

Within this hour, his two sons and four nephews were all killed.

"Hoke! Watch your words, people will always die in war. And I promised you that as long as the city wall is captured, you don't need to worry about the rest."

Schlieffen looked at Hawke with eyes like chainsaws. Hawke's face turned red but he did not continue to speak.

Because he found that the Prussian Guards had already raised their guns.

The vitality of his own army was severely damaged, and he was the only one who suffered the loss at this time.

Watching the Swedes and Norwegians leave angrily, Schlieffen looked at the map again.

"St. Petersburg is very well-defended. I think we have to capture this place. I'm afraid there will be at least more than 100,000 casualties!" Schlieffen said helplessly.

In fact, Schlieffen's statement was very modest. In just one hour, the coalition forces had already suffered nearly 40,000 casualties!

"Then what do you want to do?" Grouchy looked at Schlieffen.
Chapter completed!