Start Being a Vassal King Today - Chapter 788

[Chapter 788]

“Prepare to fight to the death!”

Luthor’s eyes were red at Niutautan, and he drew out the saber from his waist and held it high.

At this moment, he was very embarrassed, his clothes were torn, and his hair on the left side was still burnt.

They were shelled all day yesterday.

In the last round of shelling at night, a shell exploded less than twenty meters away from him.

If it hadn’t been for his guards to protect him, he would have died.

At the same time, he also has the humiliation of being tricked.

It wasn’t until last night that he suddenly realized that the attack he had repelled four times was simply a feint.

Its ultimate purpose is to destroy all their forts.

But he knew that even if he knew it was a feint at the time, there was nothing he could do.

Except for the first feint attack, the remaining few times have more and more troops.

If not stopped, a feint becomes a real attack.

And this is where King Yan’s army is really tricky.

In addition to embarrassment, there is also hatred rising in his heart.

His guards were dead, and more than 20,000 mercenaries were counted, and there were still more than 15,000 people left, and more than 4,000 people died in yesterday’s shelling.

This is only for mercenaries, and the casualties of the powerful army are even more serious.

Of course, he would not feel distressed by the death of Dasong soldiers.

He only cares about his own people.

Many veterans here have fought with him for more than ten years.

They didn’t die on the hot islands in the south, they died in Dasong.

“Fight to the death!”

“Fight to the death!”

“…”

As his voice fell, the mercenaries in the trench raised their muskets and shouted in agreement.

Luther watched the boats in the river, encouraging the soldiers along the trench.

When he met a British soldier, he grabbed the opponent’s shoulder and shook, “For the glory!”

“For the glory!” The British soldier shouted loudly.

When I met a native soldier in Tianzhu, he said the same thing, “For glory!”

The Indian soldier was more excited than the British soldier, and stopped shouting, “For Britain.”

During the years when Britain ruled Tianzhu, the British seemed to be the most noble people in Tianzhu.

Once, their Indian castes were divided into Brahmin, Kshatriya, Vaishya, and Sudra.

Today, Britain seems to be still above the Brahmins.

And he belonged to the Sudra, known as the untouchable.

Now, Luther actually touched him, which naturally made him excited.

“Colonel, we will definitely defeat the enemy.” Tianzhu soldier added.

Luther smiled, and walked to the next Jaga native soldier.

He liked the eternal self-confidence of the Tianzhu people very much, and he also liked this battle, just as the Tianzhu soldiers said.

“Boom boom boom…”

While Luthor was encouraging the soldiers, the remaining thirty-two forts launched shells into the river.

It’s just that such sparse shelling has stopped the charge of thousands of sails.

The large troop carrier reached the shore. Unable to stick to the shore, the soldiers immediately descended from the rope ladder and waded to the shore through the knee-deep water.

The boat was very free, and the soldiers swung directly to the bank and boarded the river bank.

For a moment, the boats lined up along the long Niutau Beach.

Soldiers got off the boat one after another and moved forward to attack.

From a high altitude, it looks like countless dark green leaves moving on the yellow beach.

“Bang bang bang…” After

landing on the shore, the soldiers immediately found their respective flag leaders.

In the royal family’s army, the three are the smallest combat unit.

But this is when acting as a skirmisher, harassing the opponent’s formation.

When attacking the trenches, it is not just a skirmish formation, but a combination of multiple formations.

Most of them are based on flags.

Thirty people per banner, the target is not too big when attacking, and when facing many enemies at the same time, they can concentrate their firepower to kill the opponent.

When the soldiers landed, there were three hot air balloons on the opposite side of the Jiujiang River.

There is a rope tied to the bottom of the three hot air balloons, and the rope is tied to the stake below to ensure that the balloons will not be blown away by the wind.

In addition to the hot air balloon soldiers, Qin Shan, Guan Tong, and Lu Chang stood on the three hot air balloons, each with a semaphore bearer.

The colors of the semaphore flags are also different, namely red, yellow and blue.

Standing in the sky more than 50 meters high, the three of them could see the battlefield on the opposite side clearly.

In this way, they can dispatch soldiers based on battlefield intelligence.

Before the soldiers landed, they also memorized the colors of their respective flags, and their soldiers would obey their orders.

“Pass on the general’s order to let the artillery establish an artillery position on the tidal flat on the left at 2:00 o’clock.” He observed the battlefield with a telescope.

Lu Chang ignored his trembling legs and gave the order.

Before getting on the hot air balloon, he was still excited.

But the hot air balloon almost killed him after it took off.

Looking down from a height, he only has a top-heavy feeling.

But now it was war, he gritted his teeth and overcame his fear.

Finding a suitable position for artillery, he gave the order immediately.

At the same time, Qin Shan and Guan Tong are constantly giving orders.

Among the soldiers on the tidal flat, there was a special person in charge of watching the semaphore on the other side with binoculars and passing orders.

They received orders and kept sending people to pass down the orders layer by layer.

After landing, the chaotic soldiers gradually became orderly.

Different captains were in charge of different areas and launched attacks on the tidal flats.

“Bang bang bang…”

“Boom boom…” After the

infantry and artillery found their positions, they immediately launched an attack on the long beach.

At every point in the tidal flat, soldiers from the Royal Palace were advancing.

The howitzer fired a lime bomb into the trench, and the soldiers responsible for throwing the grenade took advantage of the smoke from the lime bomb to obscure the opponent’s sight and make them unable to open their eyes, so they ran forward quickly and threw the grenade into the trench.

Groups of flames lit up in the white lime fog.

“Brothers, it’s time to go all out. Do you want the land in your family to be seized by the King of Yan? Do you want the wealth you have accumulated to disappear? Today, no one is allowed to retreat and kill them all.” In the trench, Wang Xie kept Shout out to powerful and wealthy generals.

Those who retreated from Jiangbei to Jiangnan and followed them all the time were the nobles who were loyal to them and the children of the family.

In this expansion, most of the recruits were private soldiers from wealthy clans.

They knew that the people’s will to resist the King of Yan was far less resolute than the private soldiers of the Hao family.

Let them defend Niutautan, and they will fall faster.

And this is also Luthor’s suggestion to them, soldiers are more expensive than elites.

Therefore, they temporarily let the people be responsible for digging trenches, transporting grain and grass, or rationing miscellaneous soldiers.

When there is an emergency, they will seize the strong men and serve as troops.

After all, there is no room for loss in this battle, and they must gather all their strength.

But what he didn’t know was that Luthor was hiding some vicious thoughts.

The shilling clan’s elite defense against the King of Yan is naturally to kill and injure as many soldiers of the King of Yan as possible, deplete the strength of the King of Yan, and slow down the pace of the King of Yan going south.

If the clans couldn’t resist, they would definitely be hysterical.

At that time, they will completely ignore the life and death of the people, accept any means, and force the people to go to the battlefield.

In this way, even if King Yan takes Jiangnan in the future, it will be a fragmented Jiangnan.

Not only will it not be able to obtain benefits, but it will also become a burden for them.

But for Wang Xie, they couldn’t feel the viciousness in it.

Because it does go along with the interests of their clan.

“Kill! Kill! Kill!”

Amidst Wang Xie’s roar, the generals of the clan shouted with red eyes.

They hated the King of Yan because it was the King of Yan who made them lose their property and wealth in Jiangbei, and now they are entrusted to others.

They want King Yan to pay the price in blood.

(end of this chapter)