The army is a place where strict discipline is needed to survive. What is discipline? Discipline is actually an iron cage that suppresses everyone's behavior.

Every natural person will follow the habits that humans have developed over the past millions of years. They will eat when they are hungry, drink when they are thirsty, cough when their throats are itchy, and hide when they are in danger.

A bright knife stabs you towards you. If you are an individual, you have to hide. There is a mud in front of you. If you are an individual, you will get out of it. This is human nature, a nature that has been formed naturally over millions of years.

But the army is about destroying your nature and using iron-blooded discipline to change your natural behavior.

Hand-to-hand combat will only lead to a scene of fighting against each other unless it is a surprise encounter. In the battles prepared by the Great Plains, the army with a complete formation will always take the advantage of the situation.

Relying on each other and relying on each other is not just a spirit, but also a science in war. Only such a battle formation can minimize the attack area of ​​a single person and increase the killing density of his own military formation.

The same is true for the new army now. The brothers wanted to form a flesh-and-blood grinder made of steel by their backs. Every time the bayonet pierced, hundreds of bayonets were stabbed out collectively, one row after another, and one row was as cruel and ruthless as steel machines without any emotion.

The Huai Army is not rushing to the battlefield now. It is simply a mass suicide. The soldiers shouting revenge slogans rushed to one group and were picked to death, and then another group was killed. After a while, the battlefield was covered with corpses and wailing seriously injured.

Of course, the new army suffered a lot of casualties. The soldiers with swords on their bodies were pulled down by the brothers behind them. Then the fearful soldiers stepped forward to make up for the position, one of them died and the other one was to fill in the explosive killing machine.

At this time, we saw the advantage of discipline. The new army received strict queue training from the beginning. The standard military posture and queue cultivation were all beaten with sticks, and obeying orders almost became their subconscious natural reaction.

No matter whether the spear or steel knife is stabbed across the opposite side, no matter whether the bullet or arrow is flying across the opposite side, as long as you are ordered to not move, you must not leave your post.

Under the military order, you have to jump even if there is a deep abyss ahead, and you have to walk even if it is a lava river.

In comparison, the discipline of the Huai Army is slightly inferior. Although the Huai Army can be regarded as a heavenly soldier and general compared to the Eight Banners and Green Camp, it is still a bit worse than the Iron Army trained by pure Western styles like the New Army.

From a distance, the new army's military formation can be twisted and deformed, but facing the enemy side is always the largest and most densely populated. Each attack is attacked by hundreds of bayonets.

On the other hand, although Xiao Letian admired the slogans of revenge on the Huai Army and the courage to fight, the gap in the queue was the gap. The number of soldiers facing the enemy every time the Huai Army charged was always lower than that of the new army that was defending due to the inconsistent rhythm.

To give a simple example, the first row of the New Army's defensive army formation sets up one hundred soldiers to meet the enemy. If the Huai Army on the opposite side wants to expand the discipline of breakthrough, the number of charges that contact the New Army at the same time must be higher than one hundred.

However, the Huai Army had not undergone strict queue charge training. They were fighting based on their instincts and the blood in their hearts. It seemed that the sound of killing sounds shook the sky, but the loose queue could not give full play to the advantage of the number of people.

Every time the Huai Army rushed to the bayonet, there were always wave after wave. Although there was only a time difference of more than ten seconds or even a few seconds between each wave, this was enough for the new army to complete several effective sprints.

The more cruel thing on the battlefield is the Japanese sword drawing team. The sword drawing team is more than one meter long and is extremely sharp. The Japanese sword forging technique inherits the secret techniques of the Tang Dynasty. Many of the tricks are still lost in the Central Plains. The quality of the Japanese sword is well known all over the world.

No Heita and his team formed a very traditional three-row Taidao array, which is essentially no different from the Taidao array in the Warring States Period of Japan hundreds of years ago.

No change can only indicate the success of this cold weapon battle formation. With the rhythm of "roar...ha," the Taidao formation is like a combine harvester to harvest life.

The two roars were the soldiers taking two small steps forward at the same time, and the roar was the command of the slashing sword at the same time.

More than a hundred swords were slashed down at the same time, and the enemy on the opposite side had nowhere to escape. He was cut off from his body and head and head, and even his whole body was cut into two sections.

The Japanese nation is already very wild. When facing death, they don’t even take their own lives seriously. How could they care about the life and death of the enemy? On the contrary, the more bloody the battlefield is, the more excited they are.

"It's so satisfying, it's so satisfying to kill. What a blessing to follow the Prime Minister to fight the world. The martial arts fortune will last for a long time..."

Hitotaro roared, and then the four hundred sword-drawn team members shouted in unison, "The Martial Movement Long-lasting." Then another neat chop.

Wang Huaiyuan stared at the changes on the battlefield with his own eyes. When he saw with his own eyes that the formation had successfully blocked three waves of enemies, he finally showed a hint of relaxed expression.

"Well, very good, now the sniper can act...the decapitation operation begins."

With a command, thirty strange soldiers wearing oilcloth cloaks suddenly rushed out of the Chinese army guarding Xiao Letian. The oilcloths on these groups were thick and large, and even hid the Mauser rifles in their hands inside, revealing only the black muzzle outside.

Pang Chaoyun and Ye Qiu are now the leaders of all snipers. After several battles, they have matured rapidly. Now they really have the tough momentum of special forces in later generations.

All snipers didn't have to say anything at all. After a few simple sign languages, everyone was scattered step by step in the defensive army formation, and the precious imported scope began to look for valuable targets on the battlefield.

Ye Qiu was the first to fire. When his scope caught the boss named Huang, he pulled the trigger without hesitation. After a crisp gunshot, Huang Bo, who had just died of his nephew, burst out with a bloody flower on his heart.

The steel knife in his hand was still waving in the air for a second, which was encouraging the morale of his subordinates, but the next second his strength was pulled away by a single hole in his chest.

Huang Bar always looked at his heart incredibly, "Nephew...wait... uncle is here to find you." After a faint sound, the body slammed on the mud and splashed a piece of rain.

Papa... Gunshots are orders, and then thirty snipers began to kill rhythmically. In their scope, those who were very different from soldiers were their living targets.

The snipers, Qian Zheng, Guard, Dusi... even a guerrilla was killed on the battlefield. The snipers who had been withstood for more than an hour from the start of the war, can finally pour out the anger in his heart.

"Hahaha... I did a good job, I did a pretty job." Xiao Letian clenched his fists excitedly and shouted, "Just hit me like this, killing all the grassroots officers of the Huai Army. I see what Li Hongzhang uses to command the army."

At this time, Li Hongzhang in the woods was almost vomiting blood. He found that these snipers were even more terrifying than the four rapid-fire guns. How could these people kill the officers?

In the Qing Dynasty, the Han army system of the Han people in the green camp, the general manager and the general manager were already considered as company-level cadres, and the garrison managers were already considered as battalion-level cadres. The killing of so many middle-level officers was undoubtedly fatal to the command system of the Hunan Army.

"Send the order quickly, the officers are not allowed to rush forward... Damn, I can replenish the soldiers when they die, but I will lose a lot if the officer dies..." Li Hongzhang, who was nervous and forced to speak out his heart.

That's right. In the late Qing Dynasty, anyone with a little cultural and a way out would not join the army. The officer level in the army must understand a certain level of culture.

Not only do you need to understand culture, but Li Hongzhang also often teaches them military tactics, and then trains them step by step on the battlefield. It can be said that training a grassroots officer requires ten times more energy than ordinary soldiers.

Generals and officials are all the skeletons of the army, while soldiers are all flesh and blood attached to the bones. The flesh and blood are so long, but the bones are difficult to regenerate. Therefore, since ancient times, controlling the army has to control generals at all levels, and soldiers are cannon fodder that can be sacrificed.

In Li Hongzhang's mind, even if all the three thousand elite soldiers in this battle were fought, it didn't matter if the officers at all levels were safe in the end. These generals and officers would be able to summon at least three or four thousand warriors in less than a month after returning to Huai.

Soldiers can be lost, but generals must not be lost. This is Li Hongzhang's bottom line. Now Xiao Letian has challenged his bottom line. This famous general in his forties has now gotten a little out of control.

"Transfer my order and start the final plan... Since Xiao Letian is so cruel and ruthless, I can't blame me."

"Master, think twice." Several aides and guards next to them actually knelt in the mud.

"Execute the order immediately." Li Hongzhang said coldly, "Dare to kill my subordinate Hu Ben, that is the foundation of my foothold. As long as I have hundreds of generals and officials in my hands, I will have a million troops in the future... Now Xiao Letian is killing my fundamental energy, how can I spare him?"

The commander's murderous words blocked everyone's mouths, and the messenger had to start whining with the horn.

When the sound of the ox horn sounded across the battlefield, the already tired Huai army once again became excited, "Stand up, hold on, and hold on for another ten minutes, our reinforcements will arrive..."

Xiao Letian and Wang Huaiyuan subconsciously turned their eyes to Dongfang and thought to themselves that it was not good.

The battlefield is now completely in chaos, and the formation of the new army is still holding on, but there are more and more wounded soldiers behind the team. The Huai Army, which has lost a large number of officers, is attacking with instinct like a group of madmen, and waves of ineffective charges will never stop.

Three minutes passed quickly, five minutes, seven minutes, and ten minutes passed, until finally, when a shocking cry came from the east rain curtain, the battlefield suddenly became silent.

The new army was stunned, while the Huai army was so excited that it suddenly appeared from the rain curtain in the east, and it was estimated that it was two thousand giants.

What is most unexpected is that among this overwhelming crowd, the people were actually leading the people. More than 1,500 people were coerced by swords and guns, and were stumbled towards the New Army.
Chapter completed!