After the artillery fire stopped, German soldiers rushed over like ants again. Mu Yang led the soldiers to climb to the trenches again and started a new round of battle.

"Mr. Commander, the resistance of the coalition's second line of defense is very tenacious. Our shelling is obviously not as effective as the first line of defense. The first round of positional warfare failed and the second round of attack is underway." In the German command, the staff are reporting the latest battle situation.

"This situation is normal. After all, Paris is behind them. If the second line of defense is defeated, we will win this battle, order the front line to step up the attack, move the cannon forward, and take the position as soon as possible at any cost."

"Yes, Commander."

"Company Commander, there are too many people coming up this time, so we are afraid we can't stand it." Claire ran to Mu Yang and said.

"We have no choice but to continue fighting. Fortunately, we are the defensive side." Mu Yang replied helplessly.

Continue to long-range sniping, and proceed to machine gun shooting, Mu Yang feels that he is no longer himself, his soul has been hidden, and everything he does now is an instinct, a survival instinct.

The German army was advancing forward, and the artillery troops were also moving with the footsteps of the infantry. The pressure on the second-line positions increased sharply. The Germans were taking a gamble. How long could the British last?

Suddenly, behind the second line of defense, there was a shocking sound of cannons. The British soldiers were stunned at first, but turned to ecstasy, looking up at the shells flying over their heads, cheering loudly.

The artillery finally began to exert force.

In fact, long before the German army launched an attack, the coalition and the German army had already realized that this day would come and had already set up their own formations. We must fight a good battle.

The coalition forces set up a large number of artillery behind the position. However, the coalition forces did not take it out as soon as possible, but waited for the best opportunity.

The first line of defense was broken. The coalition artillery troops did not move, and the second line of defense was attacked, but still did not move. When the German artillery moved forward and the soldiers gathered in large numbers, the coalition artillery troops began to exert force.

Mu Yang complained in his heart that the French coalition commander was really, and in order to play a small trick, he actually sacrificed the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers. He waited until the Germans entered the attack circle and began to exert their strength. He really didn't take the lives of soldiers seriously.

He was now weak and lay on the mound, looking straight at the sky, watching the balls of shells whizzing past his head and landing on the German positions. The Germans were really miserable now. They had no defensive battlefield, there was an open area, and there was no place to hide. They were trapped by the coalition forces. The fate was already destined.

Muyang only saw the German army running around like flies in the open area in the distance, and shells landed on the positions like raindrops. The German soldiers flew everywhere.

This is war, the real war. Humans are the cruelest animals in the world, and they invented powerful weapons. But they are for their own kind.

"Claire, let's go around the trenches and learn about the casualties of the troops."

Now the German army has no time to attack, Mu Yang seizes the time to count the number of troops first and check the situation of the troops.

"Okay company commander."

According to statistics, Muyang's troops originally had 124 soldiers and 28 workers. So far, Muyang's company has suffered a total of 34 casualties, including 27 soldiers and 7 workers, and one Chinese worker was unfortunately killed.

"Thirty-four people died." Mu Yang said softly.

"We still have 97 soldiers and 21 laborers and company commanders. The casualties in our battle have been very few," Claire said.

"Yes, we killed more Germans, okay, let's go back, the battle is not over yet."

Yes, the battle is not over yet, and the Germans will never admit defeat, because they are like gamblers who have lost all of them and can no longer afford to lose. If they are defeated this time, they will probably have no chance to make a comeback, so the battle continues.

"Let the artillery fire poisonous gas bombs and organize the soldiers to attack again, we must rush through the second line of defense of the British and French coalition forces." The German commander issued an order to drop poisonous gas bombs.

The Germans were ready to start using poison gas bombs, but this time, the coalition's reaction exceeded the Germans' expectations, so before they fired the poison gas bombs, the coalition fired.

Through the telescope, Mu Yang saw from afar the enemy's position, and said in confusion, "Have our artillery fired poisonous gas bombs?"

"No, I feel that what I fired just now was an ordinary shell, and the poisonous gas bomb would not explode." Claire next to him answered.

Both of them were suspicious of the situation there. Suddenly, Mu Yang said: "No, the wind is facing us, so let the soldiers wear gas masks." Huang Yan in the distance was already showing signs of blew along the ground towards the position.

Claire quickly ran to greet all the soldiers, took Mu Yang's gas mask, and continued to lie on the edge of the trench with guns, watching the situation of the German army in the distance.

After all, the distance is a bit far, about three or four kilometers away. Even if the poisonous gas floats over, it has already dissipated in the air and the concentration is not high. If you breathe directly, you may feel some discomfort, but it should not hurt people. Mu Yang and the others are wearing masks, so there is nothing wrong with it.

Later, due to the threat of coalition artillery fire, the German army did not show off their power. The German soldiers attacked twice, and were all repelled by the second line of defense.

The battle lasted until the evening, and both sides stopped.

Mu Yang carried his tired body back to his office. Fortunately, the office was still there, but the fortifications next to him had been blown up, and the soldiers now had no place to sleep.

He was not interested in the food that Ford brought, so he asked him to put down his things and waved his hand to let him go out. He had no other idea now, just wanted to have a good sleep and restore his energy and energy.

Mu Yang leaned on the seat and closed his eyes, but his consciousness traveled back to modern home. Mu Yang, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes and adapted for a few seconds. He felt his mind clearer, and then closed his eyes again. It was better to go to bed and replenish his spirit first.

In his sleep, Mu Yang felt that many scenes flashed in his mind, such as the flames of machine guns, the soldiers who were shot in the German army, the soldiers who died tragically, and the soldiers who were killed by the death of Chinese workers, and soldiers who were beaten by his side who didn't know their names.

The battlefield filled with smoke, flying bullets, whistling artillery shells, blown up and splashed soil, fire, thick smoke, shouts of killing, and screams intertwined.

Mu Yang suddenly woke up, touched his sweaty forehead, and took a deep breath.
Chapter completed!