the next day.

The battle to siege the hill never stopped from the beginning. Mongolian soldiers jumped off their war horses from afar and kept crawling along the ground.

After tragic killing and injury, these Mongols also knew that riding on war horses was no different from seeking death.

But even so, in the fierce battle all day long, they could not get closer to that indestructible position!... At this time, the Semu Legion was already desperate. That small mountain corner was like a crazy meat grinder. No matter how fierce your charge or how strong your will is, once you approach it, you will die without a burial place.

And the Mongolians behind them were still driving them mercilessly and embarking on the road of death! If it weren't for their fear of the Mongolians, and if it weren't for the Mongolians holding terrible muskets on their backs, these Semi people would have collapsed long ago.

But that mountain was still as indestructible as the abyss of a demon!…Kuodun’s purpose was to exhaust the Song army guards on the mountain. He knew that the team of this thousand people did not have sufficient troops to change shifts.

So under continuous and fierce battles, they should soon become tired and their shooting accuracy will begin to decline.

By then, his troops would charge with all their might as well as the nightfall to take down the hill! Seeing the Semi-Man in front of him lying on the ground like a mouse, pushing his comrades' bodies desperately, rolling and shouting on the line of fire.

At this time, Kuoduan's eyes could not see any emotion except the coldness as cold as the severe winter.

In his more than ten years of military career, he has seen too many such murderous scenes, and he doesn't care how many of these semen people die.

Now he was waiting for the moment when the enemy ammunition on the mountain bag was exhausted, or on the verge of collapse due to hunger and thirst, or his combat effectiveness was declining due to extreme fatigue.

He could feel that the opponent's defense circle was gradually narrowing indefinitely. While the opponent's gun was getting more and more accurate, the bullets were already far from the initial density.

He knew that now was a time to compete for perseverance and ruthlessness. Whoever could persevere until the turn of opportunity was the winner of this battle! During the day one after another, more than 10,000 people died on the battlefield one after another. At this time, more than one-third of the troops in Kuoduan's hands had been removed.

Although all the Mongolian soldiers suffered no losses, Kuoduan was already like a gambler who had lost money. While he was slowly despairing, his actions became more and more ruthless!... This battle started from the rise of the sun until the moon was in the middle of the sky. Finally, by the second half of the night, more than half of the Semi people had been consumed.

At this time, the defensive position on the mountain was finally compressed within 200 meters.

As anti-destructive mines continued to explode, fire lights rose into the air, and the army formations of thousands of people in the Semu Legion that rushed up were instantly beaten! Steel balls like heavy rain swept across, killing a large number of Mongolian troops, leaving countless wounded soldiers behind.

These people wailed and rolled in the darkness and fire, screaming and cursing loudly, making this place where blood and fire rise like hell.

At this time, Kuoduo smiled cruelly at the corner of his mouth. He knew that the defensive troops on the mountain had no choice but to use their last trump card! Judging from the current situation, as long as he continues to attack forward, the shaking fruit will be picked by him.

He immediately ordered the Mongolian army to drive away the Sermione and charge forward again.

Then, completely different gunfire sounded suddenly on the distant position.

It is different from the crisp explosion of Wumu Type 2 rifle and the short and fierce gunshots of Wumu Type 3.

The gunfire this time was a little dull, and the fire was also extremely bright.

Large shotguns were sprayed out from the guns of the soldiers, and peanut-sized shotguns were like bees that had left their nests, roaring towards the enemy group! This shotgun was very powerful in melee combat, and one shot would cause large amounts of enemy casualties. Moreover, the soldiers who were shot were too dense to rescue because the bullets were too dense on their bodies.

During World War I, due to its great power in trench operations, the German army even protested against the use of this weapon in 1918 and demanded the ban on the shotgun on the battlefield, because it was too cruel and bloody! In Shen Mo's special operations camp, a large number of such shotguns were equipped, specifically for sweeping trenches and urban street fighting.

When the distance is slightly farther, three or four enemies will be shot and fall to the ground.

This time, when the semen picked up the flintlock rifle on the ground and tried desperately to open fire on the hill.

But he was hit by the bullets like rainstorms so hard that he couldn't open his eyes.

They tried desperately to thrust their heads into the sand, and some even cried and lost their minds.

Under such a rain of bullets, whoever appears will die. How could there be such a weapon in this world?

How could there be such a soldier?

How could they have such a mortal battle?

No one answered these questions. These wild dogs following the Mongolian army's jackals were their destined burial place! At this time, Kuo Duan looked at the enemy army opposite, and seemed to have reached the state of exhaustion.

But at the last moment, I persevered for so long.

They seemed to collapse at any time, but that moment of collapse had not come yet.

On the contrary, during this period, because I seemed to have seen the dawn of victory and pressed the troops up without any scruples, the casualties were the most severe!... Until dawn, the gunshots on the hill were still like beans that exploded, and did not stop for a moment.

The Song army did not collapse at this time, but the Semi people under Kuoduan had already collapsed! They all jumped off their horses and knelt in front of the Mongolian soldiers. They could not get up and rush to the sand dune like a demon's nest! ... The morning star shone, and the fish belly turned white in the sky to the east.

In the broad, dry and desperate eyes, the sun slowly rose on the hill in the east.

At this moment, the entire hill was covered with corpses, dyed red by blood, and a magnificent redness was sprinkled by the rising sun!... Kuoduan originally came with great ambitions and planned to compete with the Southern Dynasties army.

The Khan of Temujin sent him to let him rush into the territory of the Song Dynasty, and used these 100,000 Mongolian troops to stir the heartland of the Song Dynasty to be in peace.

He originally wanted to win the battle with Shen Mo's new army to see who is the world's military god! But in front of this small sandbag, he was bruised and swollen under the gun of this bizarre Thousand-man team.

The loss of troops has now exceeded half, and morale has been irresistible.

What if they really destroy these thousand people?
Chapter completed!