Humans use flames, and humans are also afraid of flames. Although the memory genes inherited from the age of wild beasts have been worn out for hundreds of thousands of years, they still exist and no one can survive.

If the fire in front of the trench was just a scattered piece, then the Austrian army could still grit their teeth and rush over, even if some of the burns were injured, they would eventually rush over. But they underestimated Xiao Letian's madness, and they also underestimated the huge power of gasoline mobilizers.

This wave of Molotov cocktail attacks, the special camp smashed out more than 1,800 bottles. If it weren't for the final order to stop the officers at all levels, the more than 2,000 bottles of incendiary bombs brought would have been consumed completely.

Originally, Xiao Letian was able to come to the battlefield to improve morale, which was a good thing, but in the end, Xiao Letian was so angry that his life was a bit messy.

Xiao Hexin and Sima Yun rushed to Xiao Letian, pointed to the fire scene in front of him and shouted, "Sir! You don't even see what the fire is like, and you still ordered to throw it away? You'll throw it all away? How can you just be satisfied with the war? Please go back to the command center immediately, where is your location..."

Xiao Letian smiled embarrassedly, and looked at the sea of ​​fire in front of him, he knew that he was a little too crazy. The overfire belt in front of the entire trench was ten meters wide, and the beating flames were filled with dying Austrian troops rolling and struggling everywhere.

Looking at the fire scene facing Xiao Letian, a burning fire man was climbing forward helplessly, his burning arms stretched forward, and his dark fingers were aiming at Xiao Letian, as if he was about to strangle him to death in the next second.

Unfortunately, humans are flesh and blood after all. When his fingers were about to touch the edge of the trench, Xiao Hexin raised his hand and shot the fire man twice in the head, finally ending his pain.

"Master Long, take the adults out of the trenches... to the command center for rest. The Prime Minister's responsibility is to formulate strategies and tactics, not to implement them personally. Please do not steal our jobs..."

Master Long embarrassedly held Xiao Letian's arm and whispered, "Sir, it's enough when the fire scene reaches six or seven meters wide. There is no need to throw the incendiary bombs anymore... How wasteful this is!"

Xiao Letian blushed and said nothing. He knew that he was a little emotionally out of control just now. He just thought about how to get enough of the fight, but he did not consider the issue of ammunition consumption.

After all, Xiao Letian is a master of strategy and tactics. He is very good at commanding large corps operations or designating national policies. If he is allowed to be an ordinary grassroots officer such as a company platoon leader, a battalion commander, or a battalion commander, it would be inappropriate.

After all, Xiao Letian still kills too few people. He cannot calm down after encountering blood and killing, and is prone to falling into fanaticism. This shortcoming cannot be made up for in a day or a night.

In Naba Blood Night, on the battlefield where cold weapons are the main character, there is still some place to use their skills. However, in the modern wars like the European War, what soldiers need is calm officers, such as Xiao Hexin, Sima Yun and others.

"I'll leave it to you, I can trust you..." After saying that, Xiao Letian turned around and left.

At this time, the battlefield had fallen into a strange atmosphere. The three thousand Austrian troops charged had stopped. They looked at the burning fire and the tragic comrades were burned to death. Everyone's face showed horror.

I don’t know what happened. The rear command did not force everyone to continue charging, nor did they order everyone to retreat. The Pu army on the opposite side also stopped shooting, and the men and horses from both sides looked at each other across the fire.

Time passed minute by minute, and less than three minutes later, soldiers who could not bear the pressure on the edge of the charge formation began to quietly retreat, and they subconsciously wanted to leave this land of killing.

One, two, countless, terror spread rapidly like a powerful flu virus. In a short while, the entire charge army completely collapsed. This time, the intensive charge of 3,000 warriors lost more than a thousand soldiers. In addition to the corpses of the two waves of scattered soldiers, there are now three thousand broken corpses in the trenches.

The battlefield was as quiet as death, and all the spectators were no longer able to curse. The huge casualties made everyone shudder. Only then did they understand that the Chinese people on the opposite side were completely different from those in the European rumors, and everyone was wrong.

"Let me go! I want to meet the division commander... I want to meet the Count... Let me in, I have a way to defeat the enemy..." Outside the Austrian army's command center, at the door of the grass-green canvas tent, a captain was controlled by soldiers from the guard company, but the captain seemed to have forgotten the military discipline and was shouting desperately.

"Teacher... I know the secret of the Chinese. I know the reason for the failure of the artillery battle. Please give me a chance to speak..." The captain shouted loudly.

At this time, the old count who was in a state of anger and vomiting blood in the military tent had just woken up. He struggled to ask the soldiers to help him up and whispered, "It's okay for me, I can hold on. This blow will not defuse me... Let him in, I want to hear his opinion..."

The old count sat on the chair, drank some water and regained his energy. At this time, the clamoring captain was also pushed in.

"Captain and Company Commander of the Second Battalion of the Artillery Regiment, Vincent reports to you..."

"Please rest, don't waste time, you can state it!"

Vincent took out a piece of white paper from his arms without saying a word. After opening it, people saw that it was a simple sectional view of the enemy's trenches.

"Sir, this is the trench style excavated by Pu Jun on the opposite side. If we suffer, we will suffer a loss. This strange trench more than two meters deep..."

"We all know that artillery can be divided into two types according to ballistics, one is flat-fire straight-aising artillery, and the other is curved-aising artillery. The large number of assembly of the hexagon and howitzers in our division are all flat-fire straight-aising artillery..."

"Look carefully. Because our artillery is a powerful flat-fire cannon, most of the shells pass by the trench and explode on the land on both sides of the trench. Unless it happens to explode above the trench, the fragments and shock waves cannot hit the enemy in the dead corner of the trench..."

"Sir, we need a curved cannon, we need a mortar! Only the attack method of shells falling vertically can improve the effective damage to the trenches. We were deceived by the spectacular scenes of shells being bombarded, and most of our ammunition was wasted..."

The old Count didn't know where the strength came from, so he jumped up from the chair and grabbed the simple section view, followed Vincent's thoughts and used his fingers to draw on the picture.

The officers present were all graduated from regular military academy. Although there were many nobles in the Thorn Flower Teacher, there were many playboys, it is undeniable that these people received a high level of education. They understood the theory Vincent said at first.

This is dark under the light. The old ideas are really harmful to people. In fact, it is not their fault. After all, the era they are in is an era of military technology and great development of theory. There will inevitably be certain omissions when new and old ideas collide with each other.

Let alone them, in fact, in real history, until the First World War more than fifty later, after the Battle of the Marne River, when humans entered an unprecedented trench position war, old thinking still existed.

At that time, British and French commanders had discovered more than once that after their crazy shelling, there were not many casualties in the German army in the trenches opposite, and they could always resist tenaciously when the subsequent infantry launched a charge.

The British and French commanders, who were puzzled, mobilized a large number of artillery experts and even mathematicians to analyze this situation, and finally discovered that the key to the problem was the artillery firing trajectory.

In the trench more than two meters deep, the so-called shooting dead corner is the so-called shooting dead corner. As long as the enemy curls up in this dead corner, the fragments and shock waves on his head will be difficult to hurt him. Unless the shells explode in the trench by coincidence, it will only cause certain casualties at that time.

It was from that moment that the army began to popularize field mountain cannons, namely mortars. The direct-targeted howitzers and cannons were more likely to destroy fixed fortifications on the battlefield.

"Teacher...we can't waste ammunition like this. If our number of artillery doubled, we might be able to completely plow the battlefield with our rude force, but we don't have that many artillery... Now we will go to the rear to mobilize mortars and we won't have that time..."

"What about the method? Since you can find the key points, I think you must have a solution!" the old count asked anxiously.

"Yes, of course I have a way... Let our cavalry go on and let the most primitive grenadiers return to the stage of war. Since we cannot change the ballistics of the artillery, we will throw our bags in with manpower..."

"The artillery divided half of the ammunition out and tied it into a bag. Let the artillery regiment open fire and bomb the trenches first. The enemy will definitely continue to hide in the defensive corners. At this time, let the cavalry bring the bag to the battlefield and blow them to death without any defense..."

"Then the whole army attacked, don't just send infantry soldiers. The trenches in the southern line continue to give infantry assaults, and let the trenches on the east and west sides be put on the cavalry. What we need now is time, and we can no longer take into account the casualty rate. Our three waves of attacks have been wasted more than an hour, and we have no time..."

Earl Tabris looked at him with relief, "Okay, okay, your name is Vincent, right? I accept your suggestion, and you are now responsible for this attack... If it succeeds, I will recommend you to the Imperial Department, and I promise that I will give you the minimum position of the artillery commander..."

Vincent's eyes immediately lit up, and he saluted with a military salute, "Resolutely complete the task, please rest assured, sir!" After saying that, he turned his head and left the command center.

At this time, Earl Tabris's face finally regained a trace of blood. He looked at the high ground opposite and sighed, "Xiao Letian, right? I admit that I underestimated you Chinese. Your performance surprised me so much. You not only rely on advanced rifles to fight us, but also the tactics in your mind are extremely advanced..."

"I really don't understand. How could you, the group of soldiers who came out of the Chinese battlefield where cold weapons were the main character, have a more advanced war philosophy than us Europeans?"

"I absolutely don't believe that you dig out such a trench to fight. It's a urge to get your brain hot. Since you can use such a defensive means, you must have a complete set of mature tactical experience in your mind... It really makes me curious. Who did you learn from? Or are you talented and researched entirely on your own?"

Thinking of this, the old count quickly shook his head desperately, "No, no, what's wrong with me? There are just a group of Chinese people on the other side. How could that backward nation have such excellent talents? Hahaha..."

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