The Baran River, the boundary river between Malaysia and the Kingdom of Brunei, originated in the Ylang Mountains and flowed north into the South China Sea. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

During this time, the South China Sea was a time of many typhoons, two storms destroyed countless primeval forests in the central part of Kalimantan, and giant trees and vines rolled down the river and down into the sea.

At this moment, the white foam roars at the mouth of the Balan River, the huge trees tumbling in the river flow downstream, the vines and dead branches float all over the river, and even people can see the frightened little monkeys on the trunks of the trees, looking at the banks and squeaking, there are some strange trees in the water, and the locals know at a glance that they are all crocodiles that have been washed out.

The weather conditions are also very bad at the moment, it starts at five o'clock and then it rains more and more, although it does not reach the level of a violent storm, but the locals know that the rain will be endless.

At a quarter past five, the indigenous coalition troops on the east bank of the river were horrified to find countless points of light on the opposite bank, and some officers gasped when they looked at it with binoculars, all of which were precious glass lanterns that were windproof and rainproof.

Under the lights, there are boundless Chinese people, these resolute eyes and thin but full of strength are preparing for the crossing of the river in the whole team, and the battle is about to be fought in the incredible rain.

"What are those Chinese going to do? Attacking in this weather? They're crazy......

"Prepare for battle! Don't sleep, hurry out and prepare for battle...... What about our cannon......s?

In the bamboo building made of bamboo poles and banana leaves, a group of dead pig-like natives slept, and under the angry scolding of officers at all levels, a group of confused soldiers got up and grabbed their pants, and those who took the wrong guns and stood on the wrong team, and they were like chasing ducks.

"Report to Sir, the gunpowder of the No. 2 battery is damp......"

"Bastard, isn't there a rain shelter, how can it get wet?"

"Sir, the wind blew last night, and it blew a corner of the rain......"

"Bastard, didn't you stand guard last night? a bunch of slackers......"

This is the quality of the native soldiers, and the officers scolded them, and even when it was their turn to stand guard, they were lazy to sleep.

Chaos, the entire indigenous coalition army is a mess, the soldiers did not eat breakfast and stood in the cold rain, desperately pouring down the water in the barrel of the gun, the gunpowder bags were damp and could not be used, forcing those soldiers to find their spears, bows and arrows and even blow cylinders to prepare for battle.

Only a handful of the Sultan's guards were equipped with a few needle-piercing rifles, and these were too few to hold back critical areas.

"Hold your ground, don't mess around! Our muskets can't be used, and neither can the Chinese dogs on the other side, we are the defending side, they have to cross the river by themselves, and we will win......"

"Victory...... Sneezing ...... Victory......" The response of the sparse Lala really did not give the officer face.

The east bank of the Balan River was already in chaos, the commanders of the front line could not figure out the number of Chinese at all, and could only urgently ask for help from the rear, and more and more soldiers advanced from the Daru area against the rain, and soon more than 30,000 indigenous soldiers were hoarded on the east bank of the Balan River, and they were drenched like wild ducks in the heavy rain.

These natives are also fierce enough, and in the heavy rain, they actually danced tribal war songs, one by one, shirtless, with grass skirts on their lower bodies, and waving spears in their mouths.

There were even tribal drummers who started beating wooden drums, and a bang-bang crowd sang and danced, oh baoh...... The roar is like a monkey in the mountains and forests in estrus.

On the other hand, the first 20,000 Chinese young men on the other side of the river were slaughtered, and among them, military instructors from the Ryukyus who had come from the Ryukyus to clean up the queue, and the Nanyang Chinese officers who had studied at the Ryukyu Army Training College interrupted their studies and rushed back to participate in the war one after another.

Fang Dong and Wu Haoran are the leaders of this batch of advanced students, descendants of Nanyang Chinese but have deep feelings for their mother country, the first time Xiao Lotian opened the door of the military academy, they were supported by family finances, and finally succeeded in studying at the military academy after many exams.

Now that war broke out in their hometown, they could not be left alone, and the academy gave them indefinite long vacations to encourage them to return to fight, and this group of military cadets became the original officer corps of the Belayi Guards.

"Everyone, listen! This heavy rain can't stop the wheels of war for our Chinese people......" Fang Dong stood on a pile of timber and shouted to cheer for the advance team.

"This is the last battle, the Führer is watching us from the sea, and a battalion of Chinese regular troops is waiting for our signal!"

"Remember our mission...... Forcibly cross the Balan, do not care about death, and draw all the enemy's firepower with our lives!

"Brothers, I know what's in the river! There are giant trees that hit people and kill you, vines that entangle your hands and feet and cause you to drown, and swamp crocodiles that are washed out by flash floods...... There are even some indigenous monkeys who take advantage of the fire to rob without shame!"

"But we are not afraid! There is no death on the way to the charge! Don't be a soldier if you are afraid of death, don't think about any national independence if you are afraid of death, and go home if you are afraid of death and become the slave of these earth kings!"

"Today we will fight with our lives, and tomorrow we will change our children and grandchildren to a peaceful and prosperous world! The whole army will be ready for battle, and we will cross the Balan River in a quarter of an hour!"

The division commander Fang Dong was hoarse in the heavy rain to boost the morale of the army, in exchange for shouts and killings one after another!

His comrade-in-arms Wu Haoran was in a different way, walking among the soldiers preparing for battle, one by one to inspect the equipment.

Canoes, rafts, blowing animal bladders...... There were even empty glass bottles with stoppers on their mouths, which were necessary for the soldiers to cross the river.

"Remember, the Balan River is at its most dangerous time, we have no bridges, we can only cross it by our own strength......"

"Canoes and rafts are unreliable, the real reliability is your water nature, you remember not to panic if you fall into the water, follow the large army, don't leave alone......"

"The musket is the most important weapon, we don't have so many fixed-loading rifles, and the collection of the whole army is only more than 10,000 guns, and the ammunition is only more than 10 rounds per person......"

"Three-three, two with cold weapons to protect a rifleman, the three of you are a whole is a life, support each other and protect each other!"

"Remember, it's okay if a person dies, and when you die, you have to pass the rifle to the next brother!"

"Are you ready? The Führer is watching us from the sea! The general offensive is about to begin...... Come with me into the water!"

At that moment, the west bank of the Balan River suddenly sounded the terrible sound of countless charging horns, and Fang Dong, Wu Haoran and other officers shouted "Follow me to rush ......" Tens of thousands of Chinese youths burst out with a roar like a tsunami and rushed towards the Balan River.

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