"What do your vanguards do for food? You don't even know if someone touches them under their noses."

When Bayan saw that the British army actually launched an attack 400 meters away, he was so angry that he slapped Hugjiril in the face.

"I...!" Huge Jirile's face turned red from holding back.

"Click, click, click...!" The sound of the British machine gun called Lancaster is very distinctive.

The training of this British army is very good. The machine gunners fire continuously in short bursts. Three to five rounds of bullets can suppress an infantryman.

"Damn it, shoot off the machine gun."

Five hundred meters is the ideal distance for artillery fire.

If they get any closer, they will be greeted by grenade launchers.

However, the British machine gunners were as good as ghosts and they cooperated tacitly.

A machine gunner fired a few short bursts, then quickly turned over and ran into the trench.

But on the other side, another machine gun would always come out and shoot at the Ming army.

The artillery fire of the Ming army always paid attention to this side, but not that side.

After some operations, the machine gun didn't kill a few people, but the British troops killed several people on their side.

"Damn, get me the sniper." Bayan shouted loudly behind him.

As for the snipers of the Ming Army, ordinary troops were assigned to battalions, and front-line elite troops were assigned to companies.

However, there are also officers who are originally snipers, such as Ding San, who are considered non-staff snipers.

The main reason is that the production process of sniper rifles is too high, and it is not easy to produce one.

Snipers are the treasures of a battalion. During battles, they usually stay at the back. No one lets them rush forward.

"Report!" A thin, monkey-like guy appeared carrying a sniper rifle.

I don’t know why, but the snipers chosen by the Ming army are generally short people like this.

Just like the Tulibas in front of him, standing in front of Bayan, he looked like a monkey carrying a big wooden stick, and the sniper rifle was taller than him.

"You, shoot off all the machine guns for me.

One, a bottle of Laolongkou."

Bayan slapped Tulibas, but he didn't control the force enough and almost pushed Tulibas over.

"Yeah...!"

This Tulibasi spoke with a northern Liaoning accent, and after hearing Bayan's reward, his little head nodded like a kowtowing insect.

Carrying a sniper rifle on his back, he ran to the edge of the trench with a bang.

He chose the edge of a stone, took off his helmet first, and stuck his head out slightly.

A British machine gunner was tumbling into the trench.

"I'll break your fast with you." Tulibas took off a straw stick and put it in his mouth, feeling the little vibrations coming from the straw stick.

Tulibas slowly poked out the sniper rifle.

Several mortar shells landed on the edge of the trench, but the accuracy of mortars was still unreliable.

The British army's trenches were all dug vertically forward. If the British machine gunner stuck his head out again, he would most likely be in the same place as before.

Sure enough, after only ten seconds, the British machine gunner slowly poked his head out and observed it as alertly as a marmot.

When I saw the mortars going to greet others, I immediately became bolder. The machine guns stretched out of the trenches and fired towards the Ming army's position.

"Bang!"

Tulibas looked through the scope and saw a large cloud of blood mist exploding from the guy's head.

Ming army snipers generally like to hit the chest rather than the head. After all, a larger area is easier to hit.

However, the British in the trenches only had their heads exposed.

Pull the bolt and eject the hot cartridge case.

I ran along the waist of the trench for more than thirty meters before choosing another place.

When I poked my head out, I saw a British machine gunner doing crazy damage.

Without saying anything, I shot him out and sent this guy back to his hometown in England.

Of course, it was the soul that floated back.

A sniper battle was going on here, and the British infantry over there had rushed to a distance of more than 100 meters.

The infantry on both sides began to exchange fire!

In terms of infantry firepower, the Ming army had a great advantage.

Because the Aka rifle fires continuously, even if it fires a single shot, it takes thirty rounds of ammunition to change a magazine.

The British Army's Lee-Enfield rifle did not have the same ammunition capacity as the Aka rifle, and it also needed to pull the bolt.

Unlike the Aka rifle, you only need to change the magazine.

This British army should be the elite of the British army, and their tactics obviously copied the Ming army.

Several people formed a fighting group, and three people fired guns from behind to suppress them.

The two people in front started to climb forward!

Yes, the British planned to climb over this distance of more than 100 meters.

After all, standing and charging at this distance is equivalent to death.

Bayan felt that this British team was more difficult to deal with than the French. Second only to the fierce and tenacious Swiss!

"Holy shit, these British guys are so hard to deal with.

Grenadier, your fucking shells are waiting to be laid!

Give me a fucking blow."

Bayan found that the British were gradually approaching, and he felt a little panicked.

After all, the British attacked with more than ten times their own numbers.

In fact, the grenade launchers had already started bombarding.

The characteristic of this thing is that it is simple and flexible, and it is definitely a nightmare for infantry within three hundred meters.

Now the enemy's forward has rushed to about 150 meters, which is the most advantageous distance of the grenade.

With the cooperation of grenades, Aka rifles, and mg34 machine guns, the Ming army successfully suppressed the attacking British army.

Those British troops could only lie down on the ground to find bunkers and shoot at the Ming troops.

Bayan wiped his sweat. He did not expect that the British army's tactical level would be so high.

Even with the inferior Leesfield rifle, their rate of fire was still very high, and their accuracy was amazing.

Several soldiers' heads were only exposed a little bit, but their heads were blown open by bullets, without even a chance to save them.

At a distance of a little more than one hundred meters, the helmet's protective ability against bullets is very poor.

Even if it can prevent bullets, the huge kinetic energy can directly break a person's neck.

Even if you don't die, you will still be unable to take care of yourself in this life.

Just when the Mongolian camp was able to hold off the British army, there was another loud sound of gunfire on the front line behind them.

Just when the Ming army's attention was focused here, the British on the other side of the battle line also began to attack.

The Mongolian battalion was immediately caught in a two-sided attack. The fighting situation was just a little better, but it immediately fell into passivity.

A dozen British soldiers even rushed within the fifty-meter defensive line.

However, these dozen British soldiers were really unlucky. They crawled forward for more than ten meters, and when they were approaching step by step, explosions suddenly occurred around them.

This is the legendary Lafa mine!

Because people crawl on the ground, they can sometimes easily identify landmines and avoid them.

Lafa mines are different. There are no trip wires or anything like that at all.

It completely relies on the people on the position to pull the hair, and these mines are relatively large and very powerful.

Someone climbed up to this thing, thinking that it wouldn't explode if they didn't touch it, but they didn't expect that there would be a direct thunderstorm.

After more than a dozen explosions, the British army that rushed in was completely destroyed.

"Damn it, avoid the cannon!" Bayan heard the whistle of the artillery shell and ducked into the cannon hole.

The enemy's vanguard rushed to this distance, but the British still dared to fire. They didn't even care about the life or death of their own people.

As soon as we got into the shell shelter, shells kept exploding on the position.

Many soldiers who did not have time to get through the artillery holes were directly killed by the artillery shells or shocked to death.

Bayan, who was squatting on the ground, jumped up and down from the shock.
To be continued...