In this oasis night battle, the biggest mistake made by the commander of the Bo army was this counterattack, their troops were already more than the Taiping army, 25,000 against 10,000 Taiping army, as long as they adopted the strategy and tactics of steady and steady fighting, they would not suffer too much loss at all.

If you choose to hold on to the ring formation, then after dawn, the Taiping army will not be able to take advantage of it no matter how crazy it is.

Although the Bo army has not slept all night, and the fatigue of the soldiers will reduce the combat effectiveness, but do not forget that it is only 25 kilometers away from Iquique, and it will be over after a while, and when they join up with Iquique's Peruvian army, they will be able to occupy an absolute advantage and rely on those fortresses to slowly survive.

Obviously, it has been boiled until four o'clock, and the sky will be bright after holding on for another two hours, but in order to save face and morale, the dead Bo army finally chose to assault.

More than 300 Taiping troops and the Bo army in the salient strangled together, artificially creating a salient in the southwest direction, and once the defensive circle was prominent, the direct consequence was that the battle line was lengthened and the forces were dispersed.

The 1,000 soldiers led by Onn Derong took advantage of this opportunity to quickly break through the enemy's defense line like a hot knife cutting butter, and began to massacre inside.

As soon as the Bo army saw that it had poked a hole in its belly, it hurriedly mobilized the surrounding troops to support, and now the number of defenders in the direction that Chen Yonglu was facing was getting smaller and smaller.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Chen Yonglu jumped up and yelled, "Brothers, rush with me...... The decisive battle is today! Fight this battle, and we will have a good life for the rest of our lives! Follow me to kill ......."

"Taiping Army...... Kill!" two thousand crazy veterans launched a fierce attack with red eyes, and a single charge had already broken through the enemy's defenses.

At this time, it was terrible that more than 3,300 Taiping troops actually tore a huge gap of more than 150 meters in the defense line of the 25,000-strong Bo Army, and the front completely collapsed.

The veterans of the Celestial Kingdom, who were proficient in white-knuckle warfare, used the most traditional Chinese inverted bead curtain tactics, slaughtering the Bo army in a rhythmic manner, always maintaining a posture of melee and chaos, which made the enemy troops in the rear unable to concentrate their fire for fear of accidentally injuring friendly troops.

However, the collapse of friendly forces could not be helped, and the commander of the Boli army could only peel out layers of soldiers from the interior of the ring defense array to add fuel and vinegar, which caused confusion in the military formations in other directions.

Tietoutuo opened his pocket watch and saw that it was already more than five o'clock in the morning, and now was the best time for a decisive battle: "Brothers, there is no need to leave reserves! The whole army will surprise and tear apart the enemy's defense line...... Decisive battle! decisive battle!"

The more than 7,000 reserves hidden in the darkness had already held back their strength, and the general gave the order to this group of tigers and wolves to rush forward, and the terrible sound of trumpets and drums of attack resounded throughout the land, and the whole desert completely exploded.

In the heart of the camp, on the edge of a small oasis, a dozen or so Aboriginal families of Ossaka huddled in a dilapidated house, listening in horror to the sounds of fighting outside.

The Bo army garrisoned here and requisitioned their houses, leaving only the most dilapidated small house for these dozen or so families. These aborigines thought that after a good night's sleep, the army would leave tomorrow, and no one cared, but they never expected that they would see a tragic massacre that they would never forget.

The walls and windows of the mud houses were cracked, and the bold lay down in the cracks and looked out, while the women and children hid in the corners and prayed desperately to God and the primitive gods.

What a terrifying picture of hell this is, in the light and shadow of the beating bonfire, the brown army that kills like a blood gourd chases and slashes the terrified glass army, these efficient killing machines with ten people and eight people in a group, ruthless and ruthless.

Three or four elite veterans armed with Taiping knives must be followed by five or six ranged soldiers armed with crossbows or muskets, forming an efficient killing team, completely without the command of their superiors, relying purely on battlefield instinct to find their position.

The artillery positions were taken care of, and after a rain of swords and arrows, the corpses were laid out, and those field guns quickly turned their muzzles and opened fire on the dense area of the Bo army.

The lion fights the rabbit mercilessly, on the one hand, the veterans of a hundred battles, on the other hand, the farmers who have just been armed, on the one hand, for the bloody battle with no way out for survival, and on the other hand, it is just for the soldiers who are paying for the war.

At first it was a small rout, but half an hour later there was a formation retreat like a platoon, and the oasis dwellers in the adobe houses watched as one of the soldiers fell under the wall, and before he could get up, the Taiping slashed through his back.

The bloody arrow from the neck spurted out more than half a meter high, and it slammed into the crack in the wall, and even rushed into the eyes of the voyeur "Ah! God save me, save me......"

"There's someone in this house!!" there was a loud bang, and the two soldiers rushed in with bloody gas, and the women and children in the room exclaimed.

"It's the common people! leave them alone...... "When the two killing gods saw that there were women and children here, they turned around in disappointment and left.

At this moment, the momentum of victory and defeat is irreversible, and the aborigines who were lucky enough to escape in this house found that this group of killing gods actually only killed soldiers and did not kill civilians, and their courage gradually increased, and they pried open the window and looked out boldly.

The east was already lit up with fish belly white, the desert was no longer dark, and the natives covered their mouths for fear of shouting, and they found that the oasis on which they lived had been stained red with blood, and the corpses had blocked the springs.

The earth was full of corpses, there were no more than five or six thousand, and the fleeing Bo army in the desert in the east had lost all their baggage, and even muskets were gone, and they blamed their parents for not giving birth to two more legs.

The Brown Army had long since become the Red Coats and the Bloody Army, and they chased after them like sheep, driving the rout to the deeper part of the desert.

A strong, mountain-like, bald general walked to the edge of the oasis with heavy steps, he looked at the pool of blood and frowned and said a few words in a language that the natives did not understand, and then a group of soldiers began to clean the corpses from the spring, and at the same time a gong sounded on the battlefield.

"Is it going to be over? God forbid, we're finally alive......" More than a dozen families cried.

The sound of drums is advancing, the sound of gold is retreating, the pursuing Taiping army finally stopped after hearing the sound of the gong, they looked at the Bo army running faster than the alpaca in the distance, and suddenly broke out with a roar like a tsunami.

"Victory! Victory! Hooray......"

Weng Derong and Chen Yonglu came to the edge of the oasis with a body of blood, and said excitedly, "We have won, we have won a great victory! Our veterans of the Heavenly Kingdom can still fight, we can still fight!"

Tietoutuo patted them on the shoulder, "Now is not the time to celebrate, Lao Chen stays to clean up the battlefield, and Lao Weng and I work hard, select thousands of elites to support Iquique...... Do you know? Just before the war began, the President of Chile had promised us that after the fall of Iquique, he would give us half of the city as a Chinese concession for a period of 100 years!"

"We have finally laid a way back for these more than 10,000 brothers, it's not easy!"