"It's not bad. I defeated a French Guards regiment with one attack." Li Xiao walked among a lot of corpses with his hands behind his back.

Shunzi and the people around her were extremely nervous!

Just six kilometers away, the French were frantically attacking the Ming army's positions.

The highest military commander of the Ming Dynasty was just strolling among the piles of corpses, as if he were visiting his own backyard.

This inverted triangle tactic has never been used before.

But Li Xiao knew that in the world he came from, a group of Chinese soldiers used this tactic to defeat powerful enemies.

Forcing those people to seek peace with China.

"We are going to use this tactic. This place is 35 kilometers away from the city of Tsaritsyn.

These thirty-five kilometers must be covered with corpses by the French.

Napoleon said that 800,000 people were concentrated on the opposite side, but it seems to me that this is not enough."

Li Xiao looked at the battlefield a few kilometers away, where artillery fire was raging, and the French army was attacking the Ming army's positions like crazy.

The attack last night really hurt them.

Even in the bloodiest battle with Prussia, there was no precedent for the Guards regiment being eaten up by the establishment.

In the battle last night, no one escaped.

Napoleon was furious. He demanded that he capture the Ming army's position no matter what and look for the flag of the Guards!

That represents the pride and glory of France!

What Napoleon wanted was in Li Xiao's hands.

I unfolded it against the wind and took a look. I saw the red, white and blue tricolor flags, and the flowers on the tired playing cards.

For those who didn’t know, they thought it was the Three of Clubs!

He stepped on a stone and wiped the blood and mud off his boots with a military flag.

“This flag drives the French crazy!

Send them to the front line and hang their military flags upside down.

The head of that regiment commander was chopped off and placed on top of the military flag."

Li Xiao liked the enemy's crazy attacks on his strong fortifications. Such crazy attacks had no other effect except increasing casualties.

Napoleon said he was coming with 800,000 people. If he didn't bring down more than 100,000 or 200,000 people here, the street fighting below would probably be difficult.

"Commander, you'd better go back. It's too dangerous for you to be here..." Liu Wenxiu boldly admonished Li Xiao.

Even if Li Xiao scratches a little bit of oily skin here, he won't be able to swallow it.

"Don't worry, the French will not bombard this place. Their eyes are now all on your men's positions."

Li Xiao smiled contemptuously and threw the French Guards flag to Liu Wenxiu.

"promise!"

There was nothing Liu Wenxiu could do against this willful commander.

In the eyes of the soldiers, Liu Wenxiu was a big shot. But in Li Xiao's eyes, Liu Wenxiu was a standard little guy.

The right to speak is often connected with rights.

What Li Xiao didn't know was that behind the French position opposite, Napoleon was supervising the battle with red eyes.

The battle last night left him stunned.

All along, the French army relied on their numerical superiority to attack.

Although the two sides were fighting in a stalemate, they still adhered to the rule of working during the day and resting at night.

No matter what kind of virtue they achieved during the day, as soon as it got dark, everyone would go back to the trenches to sleep.

After all, it is really inhumane to fight outside in the cold weather.

Neither the Ming army nor the French army launched an offensive at night.

Daming broke the rules first and unexpectedly attacked at night.

Napoleon hated this very unchivalrous behavior.

No matter what I say today, I have to take down the position on the opposite side.

Moreover, Napoleon also prepared a second echelon to attack at night as well.

The bosses on both sides got into a fight, and it was the troops below who suffered.

Countless artillery shells hit the position, and the artillery preparation for each attack took less than half an hour.

Basically, the land on the position will be plowed.

On two occasions, there were even concentrated bombardments with heavy rockets.

The soil on the battlefield was all scorched black, and a lot of it was still smoking. It was really a piece of scorched earth!

A single shelling attack destroyed all the positions on the surface.

Many landmines laid before the war were detonated, even if there were anti-cannon holes. But the soldiers still suffered heavy casualties. Bayan's company suffered more than 30 casualties in one morning.

By three o'clock in the afternoon, there were twenty more casualties.

Basically no one was killed or injured by bullets, and all casualties were caused by enemy artillery.

In the originally low-lying position, the soldiers' feet were soaked in the water. As they walked, the sound was unbearable.

But now it's better. The mud on the position is all dry. The water has been absorbed by the heat energy of the shell explosion!

The shell crater that had just been bombarded by artillery fire was extremely hot. If you touch a handful of soil, you will be burned.

The most terrifying thing is the heavy howitzer with a diameter of more than 150 mm, which can be hit by one shell.

A large pit three to five meters deep will appear on the ground. Even the reinforced fortifications cannot withstand such a shell.

There were several holes that were unlucky enough to avoid being shot, and they opened up as soon as the shells landed.

Not even a scum of the people inside is left!

"Company commander, the battalion said they would retreat as soon as it gets dark. They even gave us this!"

Hugjirel came up with the cooking team, carrying several baskets of stones and clods.

"Has your head been shattered by a cannonball?" Bayan looked at this silly Hugjiril.

"The camp sent it to us. We asked the cooking squad to help because we didn't have enough manpower."

"I mean these baskets of things, what are they?" Bayan angrily picked up a piece of black soil.

"Eh...!" As soon as he took it, Bayan felt that something was wrong in his hand. This didn't seem to be a piece of earth!

"The battalion commander said this is the latest mine issued from above.

Even though this thing looks like rocks and rubbish, the battalion commander said the explosion was very powerful." Hugjirel hurriedly showed Bayan how to use this thing.

There is a very thin thread inside and something like a nail on it.

Just pull out the thread and insert one end into the ground.

If someone trips over the fuse, the mine will explode.

"Damn, this thing is really new." Bayan placed the mine on the ground. It was still daytime, but if you didn't look carefully, you still couldn't see any clues.

If it were night, no one would notice this thing at all.

"This thing is pretty good!" Bayan nodded with satisfaction.

"The battalion commander said this thing...oh, by the way, it's called a plastic landmine.

Let us just throw it on the battlefield when we retreat at night."

"Yeah! Got it.

Why doesn’t the fucking sun go down?”

Bayan has never looked forward to darkening so much. The French seem to be crazy today. The shells are not fierce, but their mother's madness.

At the craziest time, shells were falling almost every second.

On the contrary, our own artillery fire was a little weak today. This made the Ming army, which always moved the artillery shells first, a little uncomfortable.

As he was talking, a plane suddenly appeared in the sky, flew around the enemy's position for a while, dropped two bombs and flew away with its wings shaking.

"What is that?" Hugjiril looked at the fighter planes flying away in the sky.

"That's an airplane, it has never seen the world. Look at our Ming Dynasty's good stuff, it's okay to shit on the French people's heads.

You kid, hurry up and get down, the French will start having sex soon."

Bayan slapped Huge Jirel.

"The camp also distributed several baskets of these plastic mines, and the cooking team and I carried them up."

"Then why don't you go lift it quickly? The ink is still here."
To be continued...