The Europeans who suffered a defeat did not give up easily, and they quickly re-analyzed the strengths and weaknesses of the enemy.

First of all, the other party has excellent light weapons and powerful combat capabilities, which is undoubtedly true. They can easily avoid shelling that swept across the Eurasian battlefield and can organize effective counterattacks while the shelling gap is clearly different from those natives who run away with their heads when they hear the sound of cannons.

Secondly, these people have excellent tactical abilities than their own. Although they don’t want to admit it, the individual soldiers on the other side have extremely strong combat capabilities and are definitely excellent professional soldiers. But why such a terrifying military group appears in this place and begins to block themselves without any hesitation? They have not figured out this matter yet.

Finally, the opponent has super high maneuverability and can keep up with their usual fast forward and fast backward styles, and can even circumvent the back. In this way, the subsequent battles will require head-on hedging, but the opponent has obvious advantages in this regard. They have trenches and sufficient preparations, and are also equipped with machine guns.

Machine guns, that is machine guns. With Europe's industrial capabilities, there are only less than one hundred machine guns so far, and they are all equipped in the most elite Party Division. But here they encountered machine guns that are faster and more powerful than their machine guns. Is it a thing on the other side?

However, as an excellent commander, he could clearly realize the advantages and disadvantages of both sides, that is, the lack of heavy weapons on the other side. Without heavy weapons, it means that they are lightly equipped and the supplies will not be as sufficient as their own. As long as they consume not much of their supplies, the place will be taken off soon.

So the question is, how to consume it? The large army on my side will arrive in four days. If the fighter planes are delayed due to the long-term attack of this city, you can imagine the final result.

After some hard thoughts, he made a decision that made him so amazing, that was to use the ordinary natives who were locked in the concentration camp in the rear as a striker to attack the city.

There were 50,000 natives, and 50,000 cannon fodders didn't even have to take weapons. As long as you were holding your head to die, the opponent would probably have enough to drink a pot.

The order was soon issued, and a large number of prisoners and captured ordinary people were pulled to the front line. They just said that they would give freedom to whoever could attack that city, but whoever dared to escape and shot him dead on the spot.

In this way, the civilian cannon fodder group was established, and they were forced to flock from the rear to the front line and swept directly towards the city where the Song Dynasty garrison was stationed.

"What is that?"

A scout from the observation deck saw the rushing line of soldiers on the horizon in the distance like a tide. After he looked carefully, all the blood in his body surged onto his forehead and almost rolled and crawled into Gu Dawei's command post.

"General! It's bad, general! The enemy has organized an attack, and the number of people cannot be estimated for the time being, but there are at least 30,000 people!"

"They're crazy?"

Gu Dawei picked up the telescope and climbed to the observation deck. When he saw the scene in the distance, his scalp was numb, but he looked around and saw that there were no soldiers, all of them were ordinary people in rags. They were crying and rushing towards this direction, clearly because the other party wanted to use them to consume their limited ammunition.

"These people are simply inhumane."

This tactic is really inhumane. If you do it yourself, no matter whether you win this battle or not, you will be shot when you go back.

But now the problem is that the opponent uses this kind of desperate tactic. Do you fight or not? Don’t fight? The battlefield is so chaotic that it is impossible for anyone to cross the barrier, otherwise your defense line will be torn apart, and the attack...the opponent is full of civilians.

"Damn it." Gu Dawei cursed: "Those bastards on the opposite side! Fight!"

In this state, Gu Dawei, as the commander, could not hesitate at all. In order to defend the entire front line for the rest of the battle, he must defend this pass city to the death. Otherwise, if it is occupied by the enemy, the number of people who will sacrifice later may increase exponentially.

So this shot must be fired.

In desperation, when the current refugee line approached, the flames of the Song army's machine guns started to activate, and those forced people began to fall in pieces like wheat to be destroyed by the strong wind.

Some of them fell to the ground because of fear, and were immediately trampled to death by people behind them. What was even more terrifying was still behind. These people who had not received any military training began to collapse, trampled, faint, etc. on a large scale, which further accelerated the chaos on the battlefield.

Gu Dawei saw this scene and he really hated that he had no heavy firepower, otherwise he would have to have a Blue Army-style volley to make the blue-eyed bastards behind him blurred blood.

Forced civilians to charge, this is already a crime of war!!! It is an unforgivable crime!!!

Gu Dawei clasped his fists tightly, and the military's responsibilities and empathy were fiercely colliding. He had to maintain the cold and strict execution of the tasks, and inevitably felt sympathy and anger towards the civilians who had no power to fight back.

But he had no choice but to watch the battlefield in front of him turn into a meat grinder, the smell of blood and smoke over the city and the hearts of all the soldiers.

They could even hear the grin of the beasts opposite, but they had no choice because they had to hold on for six more days before the reinforcements arrived.

The machine gun fire continued until the evening. The barrel was broken and the bullet shells piled up into hills in the trenches. Every soldier sat there with a heavy face. Many people didn't even eat food, but just held the gun and leaned against the mound.

"Everyone get up and have a meal!"

Gu Dawei came to the front in person: "Don't be like a woman, get up!"

At this time, someone was the first to cry, and then the crying sounded like a lot. Gu Dawei stood in it but was at a loss.

"Enough!" Gu Dawei suddenly shouted: "Why are you crying? Keep your strength and kill all the beasts on the opposite side!"

He can only comfort him as much as possible now, because even professional soldiers have the premise of being one person, and many people do not understand what it means to die in front of them within one day.

The corpses were piled up in front of them, like mountains, each of them had a distorted expression. They were not covered in their bodies, their hands were powerless, and some people were rolling and wailing on the ground before they died, and their internal organs were exposed.

If it is an enemy, it is undoubtedly a pleasure, but they are all civilians. This makes people. The youngest in the middle and middle grades are only four or five years old, and the oldest is gray-haired, which makes people think of the family and fellow villagers in their family.

Soldiers should be irresistible, but the problem is that they are all human beings, and many people are even on the battlefield for the first time. When facing such a scene, it is impossible for them to remain absolutely calm. Being able to complete this blocking battle intact means that their minds are firm.

At this moment, the command post opposite was celebrating. They were drinking the fine wine they brought from the country and talking about how much ammunition their opponents lost.

Their commander even said excitedly: "If we come a few more times, their ammunition and morale will be over. Unfortunately, we don't have many natives left, but the ammunition on the other side may not be enough."

As they expected, the supply of the Song Army's vanguard regiment was now in serious emergency. Although the food was sufficient, there was little ammunition left. If they could not save it, they could only fight for another day.

And there are still five days before the arrival of the large army.

Gu Dawei supported his hands in front of the table and looked up at the top of the staff: "You can't retreat. If you guessed correctly, this is the other party's vanguard. Even if we bite our teeth, we have to hold on until the base camp arrives."

As he said that, he looked up at the flags hanging outside the barracks and gritted his teeth: "Municipal, count the ammunition, so that the brothers can save some use. Medical supplies are given priority to seriously injured brothers, and those with minor injuries can overcome them as much as possible."

"yes!"

As he said that, Gu Dawei came to the position again, once again encouraging the morale of the soldiers, and political commissars at all levels also calmed the soldiers' emotions.

"Brothers, today I, Gu, have the honor of living and dying with you in this foreign country. If you are lucky enough to go back, then we will drink and eat meat at that time. If we can't go back, we will also be companions on the road to the underworld and go to the Hall of Hell for a quarrel!"

Then he called the battalion commanders of each battalion: "Go and call the youngest person in your battalion!"

Soon a group of young men who had not yet escaped appeared in front of him. Gu Dawei looked at them and took a deep breath and asked, "How old are you?"

"Sixteen! Seventeen! Fifteen..."

Probably between this age group, Gu Dawei nodded: "Very good, young and good! But I will give you a task to inform the situation here to the base camp. To prevent accidents, each of you brings a piece of information. People come."

Soon each of them got a package in their hands, which was bulging, but they didn't know what it was. But Gu Dawei said that it was full of top-secret information and should not be opened privately, just let them remember their team number, and then they asked the group of teenagers to set off overnight to deliver letters to the rear.

Gu Dawei seemed to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw these teenagers away. He stood at the shooting port of the trench, looked up at the distance, sighed a long time, and then turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

At this moment, the Third Route Army was rushing in this direction. Because it was carrying heavy artillery and other equipment, the process was not fast and was expected to arrive at the scheduled location around February 20.

The commander is one of the three major kings under the commander-in-chief Yang Wenguang. Pan Weixi, who was once thrown to the grassland for twelve years by Song Beiyun.

He was transferred from the Northern Navy for disobedience on the battlefield, and was later activated for the second time because of his outstanding military talent. This was also the first time he returned to the Song army after being the highest military adviser from the grassland for twelve years and served as the commander-in-chief of the West Road.

Yang Wenguang, who was looked down upon by him back then, is now his immediate boss, but he has no regrets when he can go to the battlefield to fight for the country again.

"You can't go back." Pan Weixi looked up at Goudan: "The front line may be siege. If you are captured, who knows what will happen. I advise you not to act irritably, otherwise I will lock you up."

Goudan's lips trembled for a moment, but she did not continue to answer the conversation.

"I was like you back then." Pan Weixi stared at Goudan: "Then it was thrown on the grassland by your father for twelve years, and then I realized that there was no room for impulse on this battlefield. Gu Dawei asked you to come back, and that's the same. You are afraid of shame to your father, but have you ever thought that it would be fine if you died in battle, but if you were captured, would Lord Song save or not? Don't cause trouble. When you go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, by the way, aren't you known as an all-round soldier?"

"I haven't said that..."

"Don't do this with me. I know the result of the army competition. Your name is at the top of the list. How about I ask you to take care of a cannon battalion here?" Pan Weixi stared at Goudan: "What? I look down on brothers who are looking down on the cannon battalion?"

"No...but my troops are the Pioneer Battalion."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Pan Weixi waved his hand: "Go ahead, don't look for me if you have nothing to do. If you report your identity more than you can, I will deal with you."

In the next two days, February 18th, the battles in the past few days became increasingly difficult. The enemy's large troops finally took one step first, and the original front line had to begin to shrink.

Starting from the 18th, the casualties of the Song Dynasty defenders began to increase. The team of 8,000 people can fight now. According to normal military theory, if the troops lose more than 20%, they will collapse. However, the garrisoned Song army still has strong combat capabilities after losing nearly 40%. Even the enemy on the opposite side, which is more than ten times its own, can still make the opponent's scalp numb.

But the supplies were cut off in the end, and the enemy was finally at the city. The ruined city in this place was not enough to resist the bombardment of enemy artillery fire.

Gu Dawei had a bandage wrapped around his hands, three of his fingers were cut off by stray bullets, and there was a hole on his shoulder, looking very embarrassed.

He pointed at a black dust map and said, "This city is high at altitude, and we can use the remaining team to continue to fight the enemy based on favorable terrain."

"General... he's almost out of ammunition and food."

"Isn't it not there yet? Grip your teeth for two more days! Let's hold on for another two days! If Pan Shuai's reinforcements have not arrived yet in two days, I will not let him go if I become a ghost."

The shelling outside began again, Gu Dawei pressed the staff officer to the ground, and shrapnel flew over to them.

After the shelling, the remaining defenders in the city repelled the local seventh attack again, but the casualties were particularly heavy this time. Some companies had only two or three people left, but they still guarded their positions.

Although the Fourth Battalion had a lot of results, it was inevitable that the losses were heavy now. They leaned against the hidden spot and ate cold dry food. The food was almost in a hurry, and they could not ignite the fire. As long as there was a little firework, it would attract enemy shelling.

"You said last time that you wanted to get married, right? It's gone, my wife belongs to someone else."

"Damn it..." Lian Sheng laughed and scolded: "How did the bastard talk to the battalion commander?"

"I don't recognize it, I only recognize Sun Ying. Alas..." Zhou Cheng also leaned against the brief rest: "Sun Head is gone."
Chapter completed!