readx;? The chaotic battle in front continued, nearly 100,000 Mexican government troops and Indians fought to the death on this not open beach, if according to real military standards, they fought in a disorderly manner, there was no formation, no combat group, and no cooperation, although they all had modern weapons in their hands, but they were still fighting like the little hooligans on the street to find their own targets and start fighting, but they were really fighting to the death. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the battlefield, shouts of killing and screaming in various languages, as well as gunshots, rang out one after another, and people could be seen falling from the battlefield every minute and every second. Scarlet blood stained the whole land, and even in some low-lying places, it even converged into small red streams, and finally flowed into the ocean, and the sea water turned red.

Flegg had never felt so tired, he felt like his hands and feet were as heavy as lead, just mechanically wielding his weapon, fighting by inertia. The Indian long knife he brought out had already been chopped off, and now he was wielding two military stabs, and he also forgot at this time that the best way to kill military stabs taught him was to use stabs, just random chopping.

Suddenly, Fleg's feet were empty, and he immediately fell to the ground like a sack, and he subconsciously looked back, he had tripped over a corpse, which he knew, it was a young man from the Tucant tribe, his cousin, who had been drinking with him half a month ago, but now, he was lying on this chaotic battlefield and could not get up again, his face was buried in a cloud of blood.

Not only his cousin, but he could see more Indians dying not far behind him.

He saw Indians being trampled under the feet of several Mexican soldiers, who then raised their bayonets and stabbed him in the chest, he also saw Indians having their legs cut off and their heads smashed by Mexican soldiers, and finally he saw several Indian warriors wielding broadswords, but the Mexican soldiers in front of them only calmly opened fire......

This battlefield ...... No matter how brave those Indian warriors were, they couldn't escape death!

Flegg remembers that before he became chieftain, he had led his tribesmen to hunt in the mountains, he had fought Mexican black bears face-to-face, and he had hunted in the mountains and forests for seven days and seven nights to hunt civets.

Maybe he doesn't have the courage he used to be now, but due to the backwardness of the Tukant tribe, he, the chief, occasionally hunts, so his physical fitness is still maintained, but even so, now he has to use all his strength to blink his eyes, his throat and lungs are also hot, every inch of flesh and blood on his body is exhausted, and it seems that every breath of air is a life and death ordeal.

Even if we are like this, then the situation of the others must be worse, we Indians have shown all our courage, but still we can't win!

This thought made Flegg feel hopeless, and the blood from the wound on his forehead flowed into his eyes, turning the world blood-red, and he lay on the ground, thinking that maybe he would die like this, maybe he would be able to enter the legendary heaven.

Suddenly, there was a tooth-sore crunch that woke Flegg again, and he looked up to see a Mexican soldier wielding a machete to kill himself, but Fox stopped him.

Fawkes turned to Flegg and grinned, "Why are you going to die?"

Flegg was so provoked by Fawkes that he didn't know where the strength came from to stand up again, and he held the military thorn in his hand and pierced the ink fiercely

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Facing Fawkes, Flegg gasped and shouted hoarsely: "Fawkes, I told you that only me and the Tukant tribe are qualified to follow the Grand Chief, this is our most sacred mission!

Flegg shouted at Fawkes as he grabbed a Mexican soldier next to him and stabbed him in the throat with all his might.

Fawkes laughed, "What? Do you still think we can win? Don't forget that you're on the battlefield too." ”

"And don't forget the victories at Oahag and Pansas, which we thought were impossible, but then? Didn't we win? Why else would we be here now?" said Fleg, roaring, "perhaps the present situation is very difficult, but how can there be no war without hardship?

This became Flegg's clarion call, and he roared and picked up a submachine gun on the ground, and began to shoot wildly at the Mexican soldiers on the opposite battlefield.

With the sound of popping beans, the Mexican soldiers fell like leeks, but someone spotted him, picked up the gun in his hand and fired back, only to hear two muffled pops, and two balls of blood bloomed on Fleg's arms and waist.

In the sky, a grenade was thrown.

Flegg could hear Fawkes screaming as he lay down, but he couldn't do anything at all, just watched the grenade fall, and finally exploded with a thud.

Flegg suddenly felt like he had been hit by a train, and he was blown up and hit the ground hard.

Fawkes immediately came over and asked him how he was, but Flegg couldn't say a word, his whole brain was blank, and there was only a shrill buzzing sound in his ears.

"Fleg, get out of here! we've failed!" Fox shouted at him.

This sentence made Flegg regain some senses, and he shook his hand fiercely: "We can't withdraw, we won't fail with the big chief!"

Fawkes slapped Flegg hard in the face, and then he pointed around and roared, "Why don't you give me a good look around, we are all surrounded by Mexican government soldiers, and our people are being slaughtered by them! If we don't retreat, we Indians will be slaughtered! Don't you want to leave some hope for the Tucante tribe? If you are all dead, how will your tribe survive this winter?"

Fawkes said as he told his people to carry Flegg back when some Mexican soldiers had spotted them and gathered around them.

"No, I believe in our Great Chief, since he wants us to fight, then we have a chance, we have to fight for him. Flegg muttered.

"Where is the chance?" retorted Fawkes unceremoniously, "Don't forget, the Great Chief, he is only an outsider after all, where can he really think about us Indians?"

Fox's words once again irritated Flegg, and he struggled desperately: "No, the Great Chief is the most upright, righteous, and most concerned about us Indians I have ever met, and he is for the sake of all of us tomorrow! I will prove to you that the Great Chief is right!"

Flegg shouted as his hand touched a bulging object around his waist, it was a grenade.

Flegg then reached for the grenade, and he struggled to break free of Fawkes's

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) man, throw the grenade at the Mexican soldier over there.

With a bang, the grenade exploded, and several Mexican soldiers were blown up into the sky, and Flegg shouted happily: "Fox, do you see it, those Mexican soldiers will also die!"

"Are you a idiot?" Fawkes yelled at him, "what's the use of you, aren't there more soldiers coming around us, and our people are dying!"

Fox almost stuck to the words shouted in front of Fleg, Flegg could clearly see the gap between his teeth and smell the stench in his mouth, but Fleg was not afraid at all, he still insisted: "We are just a little worse now, but we will win, please believe our big chief, because his name is Zhou Ming!"

"Are you so insane? Why do you believe in him so much? We're not going to win, we're all going to die here today, but he can get away, you know?" Fox yelled again.

"Fart, you're slandering the big chief, you're a bastard who disturbs the morale of the army, I'm going to teach you a lesson for the big chief!"

Flegg roared and lunged at Fawkes, knocking him to the ground, swinging his fist and slamming it into Fawkes's face.

On the other side, Fawkes did not show weakness, he threw Flegg down with his backhand, and then he got up and slapped Flegg in the face with his open palm, as if to fan him awake, but immediately, Fox exhaled in pain, because Flegg opened his mouth and bit his hand.

The people of the Kenhad tribe next to them were even more confused, they didn't understand why these two chiefs actually fought by themselves in the middle of the battlefield at this time, didn't they know that they might die if they delayed for a second now?

Such questions made them forget about the fight, and they just stared blankly at them fighting.

"You idiot, do you know what you're doing? Why do you believe that Zhou Ming?"

Fox asked puzzled, in his opinion, the current situation is obviously irreparable, why didn't he give up, obviously he didn't know, in the current situation of mental collapse, Zhou Ming was already Fleg's last belief, once he gave up, he would be dead, so he had to support Zhou Ming and all his decisions like a fanatical believer in a religion.

"No, no matter what kind of situation we are in now, as long as we believe in Chief Zhou Ming, we will win!"

Although Flegg was lying on the ground, he was already out of breath and less breathing, and it seemed that every breath was taking away his life, at this time, although he now felt that he couldn't use any strength to turn around, he still insisted on speaking.

At this moment, their gods seemed to open their eyes, and with his words, the other people of the Kenhad tribe suddenly said in surprise: "Chief Fox, look over there, the Mexican government army is retreating, and I won!"

This sudden sentence made both Fox and Flegg confused, because even if it was Flegg, he only regarded Zhou Ming as his last belief and wanted to be loyal to the end, and he didn't have any hope for the victory of this war, but now?

They looked into the distance, with the shouts of some officers, the Mexican soldiers who were still very fierce just now were retreating in a panic, it seemed that something very terrifying had happened, making them lose all their fighting spirit and confidence, even some Indians were red-eyed, brandishing spears and machetes to chase after and chop, those soldiers did not dare to resist at all, but just ran away.

Flegg and Fawkes looked at each other, completely unaware of what was going on, with just one thought echoing in their heads: this is how we ...... Win?

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