Time turned back to May 8, the western head of the Kahawei Peninsula, on the outskirts of Tralinita.

Black smoke drifted from the end of the forest sea, and sand and dust drifted on the dense field paths, and on the fourth day of the occupation of Robbe Manor, the well-rested bastard company finally launched an attack on the nearby fortress city.

The fortress city of Trarinité was an important support for the French to defend the land, and Latrinité gathered 3 of the 10 companies of the Martinique Infantry Regiment and garrisoned them in a strong stone fortress with guns and guns.

It is said that the fort was built to the standard of a three-month siege by an infantry regiment attached to an artillery company, and even a little cutting corners during construction was certainly not something that Captain Rashid and his little company of bastards could do.

However, Leheed never wanted to sweep all directions with dignity.

Strategy and tactics have been the main means used by commanders to bridge the gap in combat power between the two sides since ancient times, the right strategy can make up for the country's shortcomings, and excellent tactics are the specialized skills of the operational force to turn decay into magic.

As it happens, Leheid is good at these.

The attack was launched in the early hours of last night, and he split the bastard company into four detachments, one large, three and small, except for the main brigade with light artillery moving slowly towards Ratrinithai, the remaining three squads were each equipped with 20 musket cavalry, respectively, under the leadership of Adjutant Harry, Master Chief Sean and Secretary Derony, disguised as bandits, and attacked the three major estates on the Kahawei Peninsula with great momentum.

Located in the heart of Martinique, adjacent to the military town, the manor can be imagined in terms of the configuration of defense forces. Even if the number is slightly exceeded, the actual combat power shown is far inferior to that of the bastard company, which has been in battle for a long time and enjoys the reputation of being good at fighting in the entire colonial army.

The assault on the manor was one-sided from the start, with the three squads unanimously opting for flank assault tactics, and all of them breached the walls of the manor before dawn, burning the mansion where the nobles lived to ashes.

With their lives threatened and their property plundered, the nobles fled into the mighty garrison of Talarinithai overnight, and under the leadership of the District Councillor, Mr. Marti, they put pressure on the garrison commander, Major Sorens, to organize a force to eliminate the bandits and reclaim their property for the nobles.

And then there's now.

Major Sorens ordered the 4th Martinique Cavalry Company and the 5th Infantry Company to attack at dawn and chase the evil bandits all the way to the depths of the jungle.

They did not meet any decent resistance, and the bandits fled in desperation, not only scattering more and more, but also throwing off their armor along the way, and the gold and silver belongings that fell on the side of the road made the pursuing soldiers make a windfall.

Unconsciously, a distance of more than 20 kilometers has been opened between the infantry company and the cavalry company.

Standing at the tip of a gentle knoll, John. Leheid chewed on the grass roots, his hand holding a monocular and staring at the battlefield.

"In terms of military merit, the escaped wanderers are no match for the bandits in the brigade; In terms of returns, most of the people who ran on the main road did not discard the stolen goods, but most of the people who scattered into the forest were empty-handed, and fools knew who to chase......"

He spat out the blades of grass and muttered, "Greed is the original sin, and there is nothing wrong with human beings. But as a soldier, you need to pay attention to at least a few details when you are blinded by greed, such as the distance from friendly forces, and the number of people left on the target. It's boring......"

"Forget it, for the sake of you saving me a lot of trouble, this time I will be merciful and teach you the cruelty of war."

"Cannon squad! 3 km northwest of the target, five bursts, fire! ”

Three rounds a minute, the red-hot projectiles smashed into the galloping cavalry of the French, and the loud explosion and the wave of air blew the unprepared soldiers on their backs, and the losses were already heavy in one round.

Before they could come to their senses, after the five shots were fired, the "bandits" who had escaped all the way had already turned around, and the short guns in their hands were activated again and again, wantonly harvesting those lives that had already been frightened.

When the drums of the infantry on both flanks sounded, the commander of the cavalry company immediately chose to surrender the whole army, and simply ended this one-sided massacre.

Lehid on the top of the hill was indifferent to the progress below, and the scope had turned to the second prey in the distance, they might have heard some movement, but it was too far away for Lehid to make out the expressions on their faces.

"Order, coerce the troops to contain the prisoners of war, and the subordinates of the eighth company will move forward in a hurry, and cooperate with Sergeant Commander Lane to encircle the enemy infantry company."

The heralds screamed down the hillside, and in a moment a hundred or so Negroes and Indians sprung up in the woods, swarming at the freshly baked French captives, snatching guns, swords, horses, and sturdy uniforms and boots.

Shouting, screaming, screaming......

Soon, Rashid judged that such a captive could no longer pose a threat...... The pitiful appearance of holding their shoulders and crying is not so much that they are warriors but more like a group of little girls who have just experienced hell in the hands of barbarians.

"I don't know if the company commander is dead, but if he hadn't, it would have been rude for me to do so......" Rashid muttered down the hill, smiling at the strongest black man in the group.

"Sander, it's been a hard fight."

The tall black man pushed the mountain of gold and fell to Leheed's feet, prostrate two steps, and kissed the tips of Leheid's boots reverently.

"Honorable Savior, you have delivered us from the white demons, trusted us, and empowered us. It is our greatest honor to serve you and die! ”

"I like that kind of morale." Lyced drew his sword and pressed it against the black man's head, "But Sander, your people have been tortured for so long, and they are so skinny that I can't bear to let you fight the French." ”

"We have the protection of our ancestors, and everyone is a born warrior! Savior, even if we are emaciated, we have enough strength to kill you for you! ”

"Good, good, I see. Well...... I'll consider giving you a chance to fight. Until then, you will have to show competence and obedience in front of my men, just as you are out hunting, and I am sure you will want your partner to be a warrior you can rely on. ”

"We won't let your expectations fall short!"

Looking at the feverish eyes of the black man, Lehid smiled even brighter.

"In this way, I will lead you to capture Tralinithai tomorrow at the latest, and you and your people will still not have a combat mission. But don't be discouraged, just because you don't have a combat mission doesn't mean you can't show your abilities, there are a lot of enslaved blacks and Indians, there are a lot of guns, there are artillery, and there is food. You and your people need to help more people of color out of slavery and let them know that freedom needs to be earned for themselves. ”

"Yes!"

"In addition, when you have the supplies of the French, your shooting training can also begin, and there will not be a lot of time and ammunition, if you don't want to be abandoned by me, you must do your best."

"Yes!"

"Also, is the highest commander of the captives still alive?"

The old black man blushed, lowered his head and said ashamedly: "Lord Savior, we don't know how to distinguish military ranks......

"If I'm right, he'll be clamoring to see me right now."

The black man suddenly realized: "There is such a man, wearing a wig and precious stones, who has been asking to meet our supreme commander since we took off his shirt." ”

"That's a bit tricky......"

The black man couldn't help but be stunned for a moment: "Savior, do you have a grudge against that white demon?" ”

"It's not a matter of having a grudge......," Rashid frowned as he considered his words, "Well, didn't he steal a lot of money along the way, and that's the reward my men have earned for their hard work." So I didn't want to see him, because I was afraid that if I did, I wouldn't be able to control my anger and disobey God's teachings. ”

"We are your most loyal followers and will never let you disobey the Lord's teachings!" The black man immediately realized, and shook his head violently, his face showing hideousness.

After a while, a long scream rang out among the captives, and came to an abrupt end, and Rashid breathed a long sigh of relief and whispered, "No lying, no dishonorability, no killing...... Well, there's still no need to repent this week, hallelujah. ”