Under the dome, the setting sun is like blood.

The strong smoke pollutes the air heavily, and wisps of black air float in the air. This scene gives people a very uncomfortable feeling, but some people have long been used to it.

"Ahem..."

"Stretcher, is there any stretcher? There is still a breathing place here, come quickly."

"I have no bullets here, are the ammunition behind me being sent?"

......

On this devastated position, which was full of bullet craters, bullet marks and other scars, some miserable screams and silences came from time to time, and sadness made people feel sad when they die.

Wearing a steel helmet with a grinding paint, Liu Zheng walked in the trenches with a rifle, and his burning eyes swept across the numb faces.

Those who are motionless are waiting to be dragged away, and those who are panting are waiting for stretchers. They are not seriously injured or simply bandaged to strengthen the fortifications and debug their weapons and equipment. Their numb and skillful movements make people feel sad.

"I won't say much about what to do. Brothers, hurry up, maybe those puppies will get on in a while."

Liu Zheng looked at them and his throat moved. After pausing for a moment, he said a little louder to the soldiers in the trench.

"Official...Prince."

A weak voice came, and Liu Zheng looked at him.

This is a young man who looks not very old, about ten years old, and maybe even younger.

The outfit he wore was no different from that of an ordinary soldier, his pale face was stained with dust, and like everyone in this trench, his eyes were bloodshot.

The slightly trembling body shows that the young man who had just participated in two battles has not adapted.

"What's there to say?"

Liu Zheng calmed down and tried his best to lower his voice so that the factors of war would dominate his emotions.

"Official...Prince, I, I want to ask, when will we finish the war?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped by a veteran sitting on the ammunition box beside him. The veteran scolded: "What's the name of the chief? You're so distant. This is the commander of our brigade."

Then, the veteran seemed to not want to let the boy speak anymore, and rushed to Liu Zheng, "Captain, this kid comes from my hometown in Ningzhou, so I will take him with me. There are still many people who don't understand and don't tell him. Don't blame him. But he is smart and dares to fight. He killed two of the red-haired ghosts when they came up just now. He is a good seedling."

Liu Zheng was silent. He knew what the veteran was meant.

But he had no intention of blaming the boy, because he didn't know when the war would end.

After waving his hand, Liu Zheng came to a corner of the trench, sat down slowly, and leaned his back against the wall of the trench.

His eyes closed slightly, and his mind was floating where he drifted.

Two years ago, he came here inexplicably in his sleep, a world similar but different from the world he used to be.

Without any body and no skills, he was caught by the local city gendarmerie before he could think about how to survive in this strange world.

In name, beggars influenced the city's appearance, but in fact, the court's Western Front war was tight, forcing officials to send many beggars and homeless men, even criminals detained in prison, to the front line.

At that time, he was given simple clothes and a gun, and he joined the tragic battle without even having enough basic training.

No one knows how a man who has not experienced any battles has struggled to survive under such circumstances.

Now he has learned to have one eye open when he sleeps, for fear that the enemy's vanguard will touch him in the middle of the night and wipe his neck, or capture him and take him away, and accept even more terrifying consequences.

In this regard, many of his comrades and colleagues who disappeared in the middle of the night had already taught him a good lesson. The next day, he found the man with his vanished robe wrapped in a scarecrow on the position.

He survived hard again and again, almost died of serious injuries again and again. Many familiar faces have turned into lonely tombs that do not even exist in tombstones, but he actually survived magically, and now he has obtained the position of company commander of cannon fodder.

He was the captain of the brigade. In the new army of the imperial court, the number of people in a brigade was equivalent to the number of infantry companies in the past world.

Of course, even officers at the top of the brigade commander will command troops to fight at the frontline frontline. Only higher positions can sit in the command room, which is much safer than the forefront.

The disappearance of familiar faces and the death of side by side in battle have made Liu Zheng also numb.

Maybe he is fine now, but maybe in the next battle he will be like those brothers who died in battle, with his soul returning to his back and his body buried in the wilderness.

"Come on! Team leader, the red-haired boy is on!"

A loud shout beside him Liu Zheng suddenly opened his eyes, and instantly turned over and got up and looked out of the trench.

A telescope that belonged to the captain's special equipment was picked up from his chest by Liu Zheng and looked at the opposite side.

Their entire army is located on a hillside high ground, so the enemy can see clearly and clearly when attacking under the daytime.

Looking from the telescope, Liu Zheng could clearly see those enemies with different outfits from his blue military uniforms coming towards the position. When they felt that they had entered the dangerous area, they began to automatically disperse and move forward.

"Damn red-haired puppy, now he has learned to fox line."

Liu Zheng whispered.

The Iron Eagle Empire, a newly emerging land power in recent hundreds of years, eliminated and annexed several other countries near its original territory in a short time. It was one of the birthplaces of the steam revolution, and it was the first to build the steam industry, allowing the entire country to enter the industrial steam era.

The Iron Eagle Empire was ambitious and continued to expand outward, and its national strength continued to grow, so that it now dared to challenge the hegemony of the Song Dynasty court.

This invasion of the Great Song Dynasty vassal states was an obvious provocation and temptation.

The Song Dynasty naturally could not lose face and tried its best to send troops deep into the vassal states to help them resist the invasion of the Iron Eagle Empire.

Since the main ethnic groups in the Iron Eagle Empire all have red hair and yellow eyes, the soldiers' contempt for the enemy are mostly "Red Barbarians", "Red Haired Ghosts", "Red Haired Dog Bastards", etc.

In Liu Zheng's telescope's sight, the soldiers of the Iron Eagle Empire were all hunched down and began to advance towards their positions. Their numbers were large, almost filling the horizon where the entire sight was.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...

When a harsh whirlpool sounded through the sky, shells fell into the enemy, causing huge waves of air and broken limbs, causing flesh and blood to fly, and screams to stop.

This is the cannons of the army that have begun to show their power!

Liu Zheng's mouth curled up with a curve, and exploded! Kill these dogs and critters!

Even though he didn't know each other and had never met these enemies, his hatred for the enemy was the same as other robes.

Cannons are the well-deserved uncrowned kings in the wars of this world and this era!

Whether an army has a corresponding number of cannons represents the strength of this army.

Fortunately, Liu Zheng's troops were never suppressed by enemy artillery fire, and the supply of shells was sufficient, which was the only thing the big men sitting in the command room behind could do for them, the soldiers who were rolling in pools of blood.

"Squadron, is it so good to watch? Sometimes I want to apply to become an artilleryman."

A man with a rough face and a chin covered in stubble came to Liu Zheng and said with a smile. Although he did not have a telescope, the sky-sky fire and rumbling cannons could not be thought about how fierce the enemy troops attacking the position were attacking were.

"You dream, anyone wants to be an artillery. You can't even understand the artillery and even want to be an artillery? Besides, the artillery is also dangerous. If you are suppressed and attacked by the opponent's artillery, you will still finish playing."

Another tall and thin officer also came to the side and said jokingly.

"I can't think about it now? You stupid ass."

These two people are two squadron leaders of Liu Zheng's brigade. The big and thick ones are called Wu Wenkang, and the tall and thin ones are called Chen Zhuang.

The first brigade was in the three-three system, with three squadrons, and another squadron leader was killed in the previous battle, and the second squadron was almost destroyed. The new soldiers had not been added yet, and naturally the officers did not promote and accept their fate.

"Tell brothers to enter the anti-aircraft hole quickly, and the shelling on the opposite side is coming soon."

Liu Zheng put down his telescope, frowned and ordered.

"yes."

"clear."

The two men's faces sternly and immediately obeyed the order and responded.

They knew that the opponent's method had always been that the artillery had rushed to the infantry after bombing the infantry, and the infantry could not rush to the artillery and continued to bomb, and it continued to cycle. This move was quite useful to most armies.

"Hurry, hurry up, I'll just let me slap in if I don't want to die, hurry up and get in."

"Take the machine gun in and give me a hand."

"Grenade, don't put this thing outside, otherwise we all have to go to heaven." ...

With the urging of the two squadrons, the squad leaders also led their soldiers into the anti-aircraft gun hole dug in advance.

Sure enough, in less than five minutes, the shells on the opposite side fell on their heads.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The cannons rumbled, and the entire earth was shaking, especially the soldiers who hid in the anti-cannon holes, who could clearly feel the terrifying power of the mountains shaking and the earth shaking.

Countless soil in the anti-cannon hole was shaken and fell on her body, making Liu Zheng even more dirt-faced.

"Pooh."

After spitting out a mouthful of mud, Liu Zheng began to check his equipment.

Pull the bolt and look at the bullets in the rifle. The yellow and orange bullets can bring people a sense of security.

In this ghost place, except that brothers are reliable, the most reliable thing is the gun in your hand.

His gun was 1.1 meters long, weighed 3.5 kilograms, had a diameter of 1,300 meters, and had an effective range of 1,300 meters. It can hold ten rounds of bullets in the magazine. It can hit ten times a single point with a pull of the bolt. It was made by the imperial court's arsenal. It is the most advanced rifle in the Song Dynasty today. It was developed in the 11th year of Jing'an, so it is also named "Type 11".

Since the Yi 11th Style is not produced much and is a test subject, it is not many circulated in the entire Song Dynasty army. This one is left by the former brigade of Liu Zheng. That unlucky guy is said to be a family of officers, so it is not surprising that he can get such a gun.

In this way, the shelling lasted for a full fifteen minutes. Liu Zheng looked at the table on his wrist and calculated an accurate time.

As soon as the cannon stopped, Liu Zheng immediately looked serious and was the first to rush out of the anti-cannon hole, shouting: "Hurry, hurry up, all of you go back to your position, don't let the red barbarians attack you!"

The position fortifications that had been built had become scattered in the artillery fire, and the charges of strange screams by the enemies outside the position were clearly heard.
Chapter completed!