No, not all of them have been wiped out yet.

In his field of vision, he could still see several wounded knights struggling, trying to move their bodies. At least two knights with their legs completely severed were still trying to crawl forward.

Their mouths opened and closed, but the sounds were so low that Xia Junao, who was standing behind them, couldn't hear what they were saying.

But judging from the shape of his mouth, it was definitely not a good thing.

The men of the north will curse their enemies even if they die.

The men of the north will not give up the attack even if they still have a breath left.

The two men kept scratching the ground with their arms, trying to keep their bodies moving towards the defenders' position. They crawled over the corpses of their comrades, over the weapons broken on the ground, and over the half-carcasses of their war horses. Their blood mixed with the broken bodies of their comrades, leaving a dark red blood trail behind them.

Soon, a wounded soldier stretched out his right hand again, but he no longer had the strength to hold on to the ground in front of him. He stretched his arm with all his strength, and pointed his finger in the direction of the defense position. There, the mosaic that could last for half an hour still blocked his sight. He could not see the enemy, but he knew that the enemy was there.

No one could tell what he was mumbling; it seemed as if he had said something, yet it also seemed as if he hadn't said anything at all. His arms fell heavily to the ground, and he remained motionless.

Less than ten meters away from him was another wounded soldier.

From beginning to end, the wounded soldier did not turn around to look at his comrade. From the two of them crawling together, the comrade bled to death.

For him, every bit of strength he could muster was so important. As for his comrades, they knew each other very well. They grew up together, joined the army together, were assigned to the first assault wave together, and even broke their legs together.

What else is a good brother? This is a good brother.

We have been good brothers for so many years, so I don't mind looking at him any longer. Anyway, he will go down a little earlier than me. After my blood is dried, as long as I run faster, I can catch up with him on the road to the underworld. Then the two brothers will go together, still fearless.

He crawled forward several meters, and less than a hundred meters in front of him was a thick, indissoluble mosaic.

Perhaps knowing he was running out of energy, or perhaps thinking he could give it a try, he lowered his arm, which was supporting his upper body, and began to rummage through his small bag. There was a powerful weapon given to him by the lieutenant general. It was said to be carefully crafted by skilled craftsmen from Qinghe. As long as he approached the enemy, unscrewed the lid, stretched it, and threw it, he could turn the enemy camp into a sea of ​​fire.

It’s a pity that no cavalry has thrown this kind of weapon today, and it’s a pity to just leave it on the battlefield.

The Lieutenant General said that their surprise attack was to test the enemy's firepower. I believe that the generals in the rear have already seen the enemy's flaws.

In that case, I will try throwing another weapon to let the generals see that the weapon is also quite effective.

In fact, we should have climbed a few hundred meters further...

But it really hurts and is cold...

And I'm about to run out of strength. If I don't throw it away now, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on until that time.

He took out a Molotov cocktail and unscrewed the lid with difficulty. Well, according to the manual, now all he had to do was pull the rope.

If your arms are weak, use your teeth.

He used all his strength to make the wire ring at the end of the pull rope hang on his teeth. Well, it was hung very firmly. The lieutenant general had said that no one was allowed to bite with teeth, otherwise whoever pulled out the tooth would be held responsible.

Whose are they? Then consider them mine, since I probably won't be able to use them anyway.

As for violating military regulations...if I meet the adult after going down, I will apologize to him.

He yanked hard, and the fuse was pulled out. A small amount of blue smoke rose from the tail of the incendiary bomb... just like the chimney when my mother cooked at home...

He tried his best to straighten up, supported himself with his left hand, and raised his right hand high, hoping to throw farther.

"Bang"

A gunshot rang out.

The war robots have been watching the scene silently.

He chose the best moment to shoot.

The enemy has already activated that primitive grenade-like thing. At this moment, shooting him in the head and blowing half of his head off will not only kill him, but also make the grenade impossible to throw...

In the eyes of Xia Junao, Lin Hai, and all the spectators, the soldier was engulfed in flames...

He remained motionless, burning quietly, and the small incendiary bomb emitted a blazing flame that shot up into the sky.