Start Being a Vassal King Today - Chapter 925

[Chapter 925 Contest]

“Captain Gao, you lead your troops to detour from the north, Li Duwei, you lead your troops to detour from the south.” On the battlefield, soldiers from both sides were fighting fiercely. Two lieutenants.

Let them each lead five thousand soldiers to outflank and surround the Frang robot.

After receiving his order, the two captains immediately ordered the generals and soldiers to outflank the two wings of the frontal battlefield.

In order to deal with the attack of the Marine Corps, the Frang Robot pressed all the Frang Robot soldiers on the frontal battlefield, and the two wings made the native army defend.

In comparison, the two wings naturally became the weakest places.

“Bang bang bang…”

Not long after, in addition to the gunshots from the frontal battlefield, there were also intensive gunshots from the battlefield on the two wings.

Since the native army was only equipped with a small number of flintlock guns, most of them also held swords.

The battlefield on both wings was basically covered by the gunfire of Qin-style rifles.

In order to break through the defense line of the native army, under the cover of their companions, the marines shuttled flexibly between the buildings and moved forward.

Soldiers occupying the roof took advantage of their vision and kept shooting exposed native soldiers.

The native soldiers hiding in the building are often greeted by grenades thrown in by the Marine Corps soldiers.

For a time, the entire two-wing battlefield was filled with gunpowder.

The French soldiers have not seen the tactics of the Marine Corps, so how could the indigenous army in Luzon have seen it.

Most of them work for Frangji just to have a living, not to mention being loyal to Frangji.

Upon contact with the Marines, heavy casualties were incurred, and the native soldiers were immediately terrified.

Facing the advance of the Marines, their battle lines were constantly compressed.

“asshole!”

Naturally, the attacks on the two wings of the Great Song army did not escape Barenza’s eyes.

But he could only watch helplessly as the native army shrunk its front in a rout.

Ferrero gave him too few Franco soldiers.

With the same number, they may not be the opponents of Da Song’s army.

How can a mere 8,000 people deal with a Da Song army of more than 20,000.

Although the number of indigenous troops is large, their role is obviously more than that of grandiose momentum.

When fighting against the wind, they can deal with some remnants of the enemy, but when facing a headwind, they are like stray dogs with their tails tucked between their legs.

He was thinking about how to turn the tide of battle, when suddenly there was loud gunshots right in front of him, accompanied by continuous explosions.

On a roof less than 50 meters away from him, a Franji soldier got up to reload, but suddenly clutched his chest, fell down and rolled to the ground.

In the alley in front of the dead soldiers, Frangji soldiers kept rushing out of the alley, trying to retreat.

But before reaching the place, they were shot in the street.

“Colonel, I can’t stand the front anymore. The firepower of the Dasong army is too fierce. Their soldiers are as flexible as monkeys. They can shoot in any position, and even reload while running. It’s crazy.” A Fran Under the cover of soldiers, the aircraft officer hurriedly retreated in front of Barenza, his eyes terrified.

He admits that the muzzle-loading rifle was much more powerful, and its accuracy had been greatly improved.

Because of this, they were able to stop the Dasong army on the frontal battlefield until now, instead of collapsing like the native army.

However, the muskets that made them very satisfied once again paled in comparison to the Dasong army.

On counter-firing, many of his soldiers had to be exposed in order to reload, which resulted in many casualties.

Of course, there is another fatal point, their reloading speed is too slow.

This not only makes their firepower seem insufficient, sometimes the soldiers even use their time to reload to move forward.

“If you can’t stand it, you have to stand it. Behind us is Governor Ferrero. For the honor of Francois and the honor of the Western Turks, even if there is only one person left, we must fight to the end.” Barenza shouted to the officer, ” Glenn, now lead your soldiers to hold the front line for me.”

“Yes, Colonel.” Glenn opened his mouth, feeling distressed.

Senior officers like Ferrero and Barenza have been at ease in Luzon for too long.

So long that I haven’t been to the battlefield in person.

He gave an order casually, but he didn’t know how cruel the soldiers on the front line would face.

Taking the risk to come back, he was not cowardly, but had a premonition that his soldiers would not be able to hold on.

The so-called honor cannot convince the soldiers in the face of a desperate war.

It’s just that he must obey orders.

Returning to the forward position against the rain of bullets, Glenn saw the corpses of Franco soldiers all over the ground, and many wounded soldiers were howling.

Soldiers who can still fight are struggling to maintain the front line.

In order to prevent Dasong soldiers from rushing forward, special soldiers are responsible for scouting the situation on the street.

Once the Dasong soldiers rushed forward, the soldiers hiding in the alley rushed out of the alley to shoot.

“Captain, what did the colonel say?” Glenn returned, and a second lieutenant officer immediately asked.

“The colonel asked us to hold on.” Glenn said with difficulty.

The officer’s eyes dimmed immediately, he and the soldiers under his command had stretched to the limit.

They have never experienced such a brutal war.

In just one hour, more than 2,000 soldiers were killed.

No matter how they defend, the soldiers of the Great Song can always break through their lines.

Even suffering casualties did not weaken their will to attack.

In his opinion, the training and discipline of these great soldiers surpassed even those of the British soldiers.

What’s more, they are still using better muskets than them, and a grenade similar to that thrown by grenadiers.

But the grenadiers in the past threw grenades similar to flowering bombs, which were obviously not as light as the grenades used by the opponent.

“Boom boom boom…” The two of them were talking, when suddenly several clusters of flames rose from the entrance of the alley thirty meters away from them.

More than a dozen Frangji soldiers fell down screaming.

Glenn and the officer’s expression changed immediately, which was a signal that Da Song’s army was about to advance again.

The other Franz soldiers were also aware of this.

The soldiers in the alley hurriedly rushed to the alley to fill the positions of the dead and wounded soldiers.

Armed with muskets, they rushed out of the alley.

Sure enough, on the street in front of them, fifty or sixty Dasong soldiers were rushing towards their position.

Seeing the Frangji soldiers aiming at them, these soldiers rolled forward on the spot, or rolled in other directions, or just lay down on the ground, raised their guns and shot at them.

The flexible movements of Dasong soldiers caused most of the bullets of Frangji soldiers to miss.

There were also Dasong soldiers who were hit and fell to the ground.

However, at this stall, they suffered even greater casualties.

After the first wave of shooting, the Dasong soldiers replaced the bullets at a very fast speed, and immediately started the second wave of shooting.

The other Frangji soldiers who rushed from the alley to the entrance of the alley were shot and killed by the Dasong soldiers before they had time to shoot.

As Dasong soldiers approached the entrance of the alley, some soldiers threw grenades deeper into the alley.

After a burst of explosions, the alley was filled with the corpses of Frangji soldiers.

(end of this chapter)