"I said we can't hold it, let's retreat!"
The explosions had shaken their eardrums. If the sound was even slightly softer, they wouldn't hear it, even face-to-face.
"No way! Lord Nalan issued a death order. We must hold this high ground! Reinforcements are coming soon!"
"Damn it! Ten days ago, they said reinforcements were coming! Now more than half of our brothers are dead or wounded, and still no reinforcements!!"
The Qing Army shouted with bloodshot eyes, staring fiercely into the commander's eyes.
If they weren't part of the New Army personally trained and built by Nalan Shu, the ordinary Qing Army would have already collapsed at such a casualty rate!
But even a well-trained New Army faces near-collapse in morale when confronted with relentless enemy artillery fire.
Bullets screamed overhead. The commander looked around at his bloodied brothers, whose expectant eyes were on him. He couldn't bring himself to give the order to hold on.
