Struggle in the Steam Age

The war broke out suddenly at 1:00 in the morning the next day, but in view of the extremely low organization of the goblins, the goblins who attacked in the dark were led by some extraordinary goblins with seven or eight hundred elite troops. Because if it is not an elite, just marching five or six kilometers at night can make all the goblins who came to sneak attack run.

But they obviously didn't think that the position designed by Lawrence had the function of preventing night attack. When they touched the position two or three hundred meters away from the front of the position, some goblins felt that their feet stepped on something, and then a tingling pain came from the ground. Come on foot.

Although the elite goblin can guarantee that he will not shout out when encountering such an attack, he feels a little resistance when he tries to pull his foot from the spike that may have pierced the sole of his foot. Then suddenly there was a clanging sound in front of him.

At this time, there were not only one or two goblins who were recruited and tried to pull their feet from the ground, so there was a clanging sound in front of the position. After realizing something was wrong, the goblins lowered their heads only to realize that some barbed wires pierced their feet, and all of these wires were connected to the barbed wire in front of the distant position.

So when they pulled up their feet, they also pulled the wire at the same time, and then drove the metal pieces on the wire mesh and the bells to make a tinkling sound. In the end, it was set fire by various firearms.

Originally, the goblin leaders who led the team thought that it would be difficult for the human army to see them when the fire on the position was very dark, so they planned to continue to charge. But I didn't expect these bullets to be so accurate and ruthless. The first batch of enchanted bullets killed the leading extraordinary goblin leaders seven or eight times, and then the bullets blew past their large army like a hurricane. .

When the few surviving goblin leaders narrowly escaped death and reorganized their troops, they found that their troops had been completely defeated. But the dense bullets still kept falling around the survivors like they had eyes, forcing them to disperse and flee.

After escaping from birth, the goblin leaders counted their hands, only to find that in just a few minutes, only 100 or so of the 700 or 800 elites were still alive, and many of the goblins had lost their embarrassing weapons and armor. Yes, with wounds on his body.

Obviously, they are powerless to continue attacking in this situation, especially when they haven't figured out how the group of humans can see themselves clearly in the dark.

At the same time when the few remaining goblin leaders led a group of defeated soldiers and fled in desperation, Lawrence, who was awakened from his sleep by the gunshots, had just entered the trench and prepared to fight. As a result, as soon as they entered the trench, they saw Fatina withdrawing from the first-line reconnaissance post with a few subordinates.

"How's the situation?" Lawrence knew that the battle was over when several Ratmen were retreating to the residence on the position with their rifles on their shoulders. But out of concern for the specific circumstances of this first exchange of fire, Lawrence still asked what happened to the gunshots just now.

"Nearly 1,000 goblins made a surprise attack, all of which were elite troops. There are also some extraordinary goblins as leaders." Fatina said slightly contemptuously. "I really don't know what the group of goblins who can see things in this low-light night think, they have the courage to fight us at night."

"I don't think they know of your existence." Lawrence said after thinking for a while. After all, considering that the Ratmen are better at nighttime activities, they all arranged to work on the night shift when arranging their work. During the day, they all stayed in the tents of the camp and slept soundly. So those goblins who came to investigate during the day basically failed to discover the existence of the ratmen, so they came to attack arrogantly tonight.

And just now, those elite ratmen warriors discovered the existence of those goblins for the first time. When the goblins stepped on the barbed wire fence at the forefront of the position, the ratmen also successfully summoned those human troops preparing for battle, and then let those goblins The human troops focused their fire in the direction of their own tracer-enchanted bullets and dealt a severe blow to the incoming enemy.

If there were no elite ratmen with excellent night vision, the metal sheets and metal bells hanging on the barbed wire just now could also provide the approximate location of the attackers, and then let everyone shoot at the place where the noise was made. But in this way, it is absolutely impossible to kill most of the goblin bosses who came to attack in the first round like the Ratmen, and it is impossible to win the final victory so simply and neatly with almost zero casualties.

After a few words of encouragement to the Ratman warriors brought by Fatina, Lawrence and the others returned to the fortification where they were currently living. Just after lying down, Nora's voice rang in his mind.

"I always feel that the fortification you designed before seems a bit familiar. Where did you copy it? I seem to have seen this kind of fortification from your memory when I was born before."

"1917, the Belgian front." Lawrence said briefly, and this made Nora recall. "Is it the perfect trench in the late period of World War I? That's right. In the face of goblins who like to engage in group charges, this allows us to cause the greatest damage with the least amount of manpower, especially when you have more than 30 machine guns in your hand. .”

"That's right, that's what I thought." Lawrence said, "But I was a little worried that they would run away with too much loss at the beginning. If this is the case, the next jungle guerrilla warfare will definitely be disgusting enough, and it will even completely destroy us. all the effort and planning of the land."

"So tomorrow's battle is definitely not easy to fight. We must block the opponent, but we must not scare the opponent back. We must consume as much of the goblin's vitality as possible." At this point, Lawrence opened his mouth to Nora and Saifei Er said, "Okay, good night everyone, go to sleep. I think tomorrow must be the longest day in our lives."

The next morning, the sun had just risen, and before the thin mist had cleared away, the army of goblins who had moved to about ten kilometers from the coastline left their temporary shacks and headed towards the place where humans were stationed by the sea. past.

At the same time, the human army also entered the position after eating breakfast and began to arrange. And moved a large number of weapons and ammunition into the temporary ammunition depot at the front.

According to the scouts' investigation, this group of goblins first established a forward attack base in a hilly area about 3,000 meters away from the human position, and then established a song around the camp. Obviously, the goblins have basically figured out Lawrence's number of people and the level of their extraordinary strength through the continuous reconnaissance of the past few days.

Because Lawrence hid some of the trump cards he was preparing, the goblin spellcasters as commanders subconsciously thought that the humans who came here this time should rely on fortifications to counterattack as before. After all, in the previous pioneering wars, humans were did this

Considering that it would be difficult to capture the human camp in one day, the leading spellcasters goblins began to organize the messy goblins under them to set up a starting camp to avoid being completely defeated by humans through night raids.

As a result, everyone passed the first day in this kind of sit-down battle. Except for the small-scale exchange of fire in the forward position, or the goblins who were sent to test the firepower of the humans unilaterally ate bullets, everything seemed very quiet.

"Will they stop attacking?" Liszt, who was the director of the temporary military hospital, said worriedly during the pre-war meeting that night. "Now we have to bring in a lot of things from the outside world. If this happens for a long time and consumes the local aborigines, it will definitely be to our disadvantage."