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But the battle continued, because many crusaders would rather die than be captured alive. Now the Germans fight according to their own military habits. They formed a big circle and defended themselves like a group of wild boar surrounded by a group of wolves. The encirclement formed by Poles and Lithuanians kept pressing their circle, just like a poisonous snake wrapped around the body of a bison. So the weapon struck again, the chain flail slammed, the sickle roared, the sword shook, the spear stabbed, and the axe and hook knife kept chopping. Germans fell like a forest. They all died silently, darkly, solemnly and bravely.

([Bo] Xianke Wei Zhi: Crusader Knight, pp. 934-935)

Andre was completely immersed in the charming music of bullets. He doesn't know how to think ahead, estimate or measure the strength of himself and others. He experienced crazy happiness and intoxication in the battle. When his mind was hot, everything in front of him fluctuated, flashing, rolling his head, and the horse fell to the ground with a bang. He felt like a drunk. In the howling of * * *, in the shining of knife light, in his passion, he killed everyone he saw, but he couldn't hear the moans of the slain. When he kept accelerating, he felt as happy as a holiday.

([Russia] Nikolai Nikolai Gogol: Selected Novels of Taras Polba and Nikolai Gogol, p. 172).

A gunshot, some bullets roared by, others slammed on something, and Cossacks and Dolohov ran into the gate of the yard with Pega. In the thick and turbulent smoke, some French people threw down their weapons and ran out of the Woods to meet the Cossacks, while others ran down the hillside and ran to the pond. Don't run along the yard, but wave your arms quickly and strangely without holding the reins, and slide away from the saddle. His horse ran to the bonfire to smoke in the morning light, and suddenly stopped, so as not to fall heavily on the wetland. Cossacks saw his arms and legs shaking rapidly, but his head was completely motionless. A bullet penetrated his skull.

([Russia] Leo, Tolstoy; War and Peace (page 1777)

There was a scuffle on the bridge: chopping wheels with axes, beating each other with whips and sticks ... roaring, shouting, women crying fatally, children shouting ... The bridge was packed: axles were hung on the axles, panting horses were entangled in ropes, people were crowded and motionless, and children were crying and scared to death. Behind the garden is the sound of machine guns. Can't go before, can't go after.

([Su] Surafi Moweizhi:, p. 30)

The earth hummed dully under the trampling of many hooves. No sooner had Gregory laid the spear flat (he was in the first row) than his horse was washed away by the flood of the big team, and it carried him as fast as it could. Captain Polekovnikov undulates like a wave on the gray background ahead. A black ridge flew head-on involuntarily. The first * * * * out of the vibration between heaven and earth, also spread to the fourth company. The horse first curled its four feet into a ball, then stretched out and jumped off some ropes. Gregory heard the screams in his ear and the crackling gunfire in the distance. The first * * * fell from the sky, pulling the long sound of the * * * valve through the glassy sky. Gregory pinched the wooden handle of the hot spear on his ribs, which was very painful. His hands and palms sweated as if they were covered with mucus. The sound of the flying valve forced him to rest his head on the wet horse's neck, and the pungent smell of horse sweat went straight to his nose. He seemed to see the brown back of the trench through the glass of the telescope and the gray crowd panting towards the town. * * * * * kept hitting the Cossack's head, and the screams of * * * * spread out like a sector. Cossack flew ahead, raising cotton-wool dust under the horseshoe.

([Su] sholokhov: "Quiet Don River" pp. 339-340)

Countless artillery teams drove to the designated area. Hundreds of thousands of shells of various calibers swept through the vast area occupied by two German trenches in nine days. On the first day, as soon as the heavy shooting started, the Germans abandoned the first trench, leaving only a part of the monitoring posts. A few days later, they abandoned the second trench and moved to the third trench. On the tenth day, the infantry of the Turkistan army began to attack. It was attacked by French wave tactics. Sixteen waves rolled out of the trenches in Russia. Gray people wander. Swing, spread out, noisy near the broken barbed wire, rolled up layer by layer. However, from the German side, from behind the charred stumps of gray-red Yang Shulin, from behind the undulating sand slopes, continuous and intensive gunfire crackled outward at the fire, shaking the world, soaring into the sky and fluttering in the air. Woo-hoo ... Woo-hoo ... Bang! Bang! Boom, occasionally accompanied by the volley of individual artillery companies, the thunder that shocked the world crawled forward and got closer and closer, and it was filled with many miles around the ground: meowing ... meowing ... meowing ... German machine guns strafed wildly. Many columns of black smoke exploded and whirled into the air on sand a mile wide in diameter. The attacking waves spread out and rolled, and the knives spread out from the crater like spray: walk, climb, climb ... The black fireworks exploded by the shells swept the earth tighter and tighter, the shrapnel flew out obliquely, and the shrill screams increased. They attacked the attackers and kept them away from the barbed wire. Sure enough, no one can get close. Only the last three of the sixteen waves rolled to the front, but as soon as these three waves rolled to the front of the tattered barbed wire (many charred pillars wrapped in barbed wire were erected in the sky), they seemed to be smashed; Turn into a river, and drop by drop of rain will flow back. ...