Chapter 984: Machine Guns Roaring

"Are the Ross mad?"

On the city wall of Lingwu County, Bai Shang looked down at the battlefield from a high vantage point.

After discovering the unusual movements of the Northern Di and the Ross in the direction of the flanks, he frowned deeply.

For these past days, the Ross had never taken the initiative to participate in the fighting.

At this moment, however, the Ross soldiers were uncharacteristically following the Northern Di cavalry to launch an attack on both flanks, and they appeared extremely tenacious.

"It is one thing for the Northern Di to make a desperate gamble, but the Ross only use the Northern Di as a tool; they would not risk their lives without necessity, and I believe the generals of the Ross can see that the Northern Di's defeat is already sealed," Huo An analyzed.

After a pause, he added, "Therefore, their current final burst of energy must have a reason, and that reason is..."

"Machine Guns!" Bai Shang and Huo An said almost in unison.

During the Battle of Yizhou, while engaged in combat, the Ross had made moves to seize their muskets.

This situation was reported to the generals by the soldiers.

But the generals had no solution, as close-quarters combat was sometimes unavoidable.

Now, it was feared that the Ross wanted to repeat their old trick.

"They wish," Bai Shang snorted coldly. "Let the Machine Guns they want to seize teach them a lesson!"

Having said that, he immediately ordered the eight machine gun teams on the city wall to head to the flanks.

The first three rows of trenches had already been taken, so there was no longer a need to station machine gunners on the city wall.

Upon receiving his order, the machine gunners immediately arrived at the flanks under the protection of the infantry and joined the other machine gunners.

At the same time, they also brought Bai Shang's orders.

The machine gunners on the left and right flanks immediately stopped strafing the trenches and handed the trenches over to other troops.

They gathered fifteen Machine Guns on each flank, lined up in a row facing the charging Northern Di cavalry.

Some infantry knelt on one knee between the Machine Guns with Bayonets fixed, aiming forward, while the soldiers in the rear stood and aimed.

"Rumble..." Five hundred meters was only a very short distance for cavalry.

In a few breaths, the cavalry closed in to a distance of three hundred meters.

At this moment, the machine gunners pulled the Triggers one after another.

"Da-da-da..." Fifteen Machine Guns spat tongues of fire simultaneously.

Bullets flew out of the muzzles one by one, shooting toward the charging cavalry.

Fifteen Machine Guns were enough to fire three thousand Bullets in one minute.

The dense barrage formed by their interweaving fire immediately revealed its terrifying power.

The charging Northern Di cavalry seemed to have tripped over a rope at the same time, and the front row of cavalry fell in unison.

Some cavalrymen, both man and Warhorse, were struck by over a dozen Bullets, with clusters of blood bursting from their bodies.

While the Machine Guns were firing, the rifles were also firing.

However, compared to the Machine Guns, their fire seemed almost superfluous.

"Da-da-da..." The sound of the Machine Guns was continuous.

The cold winter provided the best cooling environment for the gun barrels, allowing them to maintain prolonged firing.

Under the strafing of fifteen Machine Guns, the Northern Di cavalry was blocked at a distance of about three hundred meters.

Subsequent Northern Di cavalry continuously reinforced them, but it was to no avail; they could not charge through the dense rain of bullets formed by the Machine Guns.

The Da Song soldiers watched the cavalry that kept charging over and kept falling.

At this moment, the Northern Di cavalry that once made Da Song tremble with fear seemed so fragile and pathetic in their eyes.

In front of the Machine Guns, these cavalrymen seemed to be throwing their lives away, while they were like slaughtering chickens and ducks.

Some soldiers looked at the Machine Guns and swallowed; they were very envious of the machine gunners.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The Machine Guns strafed for a while longer, and after the last batch of Northern Di cavalry fell, the soldiers suddenly heard a burst of gunfire from the opposite side.

Being battle-hardened, they instinctively dove to the ground.

It turned out that, having lost the cover of the Northern Di cavalry, the Ross soldiers were exposed.

After firing at them, many Northern Di soldiers lay behind the dead Northern Di Warhorses for cover.

"Ding, ding, ding..." The machine gunners also came under attack.

However, the Bullets fired at them were all blocked by the iron plates in front.

Looking at the Ross soldiers who were relying on the Northern Di Warhorses to exchange fire with them, the machine gunners were calm and unhurried.

They no longer fired continuously as they had just done, but instead aimed and fired single shots at the Ross soldiers.

Other soldiers also lay on the ground and exchanged fire with the enemy.

However, after firing a round of Bullets, the Ross soldiers fell into an awkward predicament.

They had to reload to continue the engagement.

And to reload, they had to stand up.

Yet, they would soon no longer have to worry about this matter.

Because they had to worry about the Howitzer shells falling from the sky.

While the Ross soldiers were relying on the Northern Di Warhorses for cover, the Artillerymen of the Central Army and the Black Tortoise Army adjusted their muzzles.

Howitzer shells traced curves and landed in the positions where they were hiding.

The shells exploded in the piles of corpses, kicking up a sky full of flesh and blood.

The Ross soldiers had nowhere to hide and could only endure the bombardment.

While the Artillerymen were shelling the Ross soldiers.

Taking advantage of the Ross soldiers being busy dodging the shells, the Da Song soldiers behind the Machine Guns immediately formed a Skirmish Line and charged forward.

When the soldiers closed in to fifty meters from the enemy, the artillerymen tacitly ceased their bombardment.

At this moment, the charging soldiers had some draw hand grenades to throw at the Ross soldiers, while others continued to charge forward.

The Ross soldiers had already suffered heavy losses from being blasted by the cannonballs.

Now, the Great Song soldiers had arrived right before them.

Unable to reload in time, they were immediately shot down one by one.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the Ross soldiers in the rear turned tail and ran toward the Northern Di camp.