The black dogs, each holding a stick that they had found out of nowhere, slowly walked towards the swamp as they poked forward. Because they were afraid of getting stuck in the mud, they always stuck their sticks into the mud first, and then they dared to go forward when they were harder underneath. Every time I inserted it, it took a lot of effort and time to pull out the stick, and as a result, I walked for a long time, and these people did not go ten meters away.

"Bastard thing!" The British officer was furious, he jumped off his horse, drew his revolver and walked to the water's edge. The officer of the "security army" hunched his waist and followed with a smirk on his face.

"Sir, sir, what do you command?"

The British officer said with fire: "Tell your people to stop grinding and go to the front quickly!" Otherwise, I'll have people shoot! ”

"Yes, yes, the little one understands, the little one understands." The officer of the "security army" nodded and bowed repeatedly, and then he turned around and shouted to the black dogs who were still trembling and exploring their way: "The chief said, you are too slow! Hurry up! If you rub it like this again, Lao Tzu will let people shoot......"

The black dogs in front are still "rubbing".

"Bastard!" The British officer cursed, and when he turned around, he was ready to let his soldiers prepare to shoot.

When the officer of the "security army" saw it, he hurriedly shouted: "Don't rub in, sir, sir, he's going to shoot!" I can tell you, sir, that is a good man who kills people without blinking an eye, eats people without spitting out bones, he ......"

Before the words fell, the soldiers of the "security army" immediately threw their sticks and ran forward......

"This group of rabbits ......" The "security force" officer shook his head, turned around, nodded to the British officer, and gave a thumbs up, "Sir, you still have a way!" ”

"You Irish are sluts! If the whip does not reach the ass, it will not move! The British officer said with disdain.

"Yes, yes, sir! They Irish people are all cheap goods, and they don't know how to work if they don't give them a whip! The officers of the "Security Force" nodded in agreement.

"TMD," said the British officer, "you say 'they are Irish,' are you not Irish?" ”

"Look, how could I be Irish? See, sir, my body, it is indeed an Irish body, but my heart is a heart loyal to the United Kingdom......"

The British officer said, "Captain Jarvis, I really didn't expect ......"

As he was talking, he heard a long scream from in front of him: "Ah...... Help...... Help...... Please, pull your brother, pull your brother......"

Everyone looked over there, but they saw one, no, a black dog was half submerged in the mud, and the water had already reached his chest.

Several black dogs next to him hurriedly moved to the side, but another black dog stepped on his foot crookedly, and then also let out a cry of "For the sake of the United Kingdom, pull my brother".

But the "United Kingdom" is obviously not convincing, and besides, it is not easy for a person who has fallen into the mud to pull it out, not to mention that the whole person has fallen into the mud, even if it is just one foot into the knee-deep mud, it will take a lot of effort to pull it out. Let's talk about the black dogs in the "security army", don't look at each other's "brothers" and "brothers" all day long, but this kind of "brothers", just listen to it. At this time, who cares about what "brothers"?

So the rest of the people turned around and ran back. It's just that at this moment, the British governor was not happy.

"Don't run back! Go back, go back! Otherwise, Lao Tzu, on behalf of the United Kingdom, will kill you! Captain Jarvis pulled out his pistol and fired a shot into the air.

Hearing the gunshot, several black dogs stopped, and one of them cried: "Captain, spare us, go ahead, it's really going to die......

"Bastard!" Captain Jarvis said angrily, "The chief said, how can there be immortals in war? If you don't die, do you let Lao Tzu go? If you don't go, sir, you won't kill me? Before the chief killed me, Lao Tzu killed you first. ”

With that, Captain Jarvis snatched a rifle from a nearby "vigilante" soldier and fired a shot at the half-way soldiers. A splash was made at a soldier's foot.

Then the soldiers turned around and prepared to go inside.

"Call them back." The British officer suddenly said, "It's really dangerous here, and we can't afford to let our soldiers take such a risk for the sake of a few villagers." ”

"Yes, yes......" Captain Jarvis nodded quickly, "or the chief is merciful!" What a nice man, sir! ”

Then Captain Jarvis turned around and shouted to the black dogs who were still standing in the muddy water, "Come up, come up and thank you for the great kindness of the chief, if it weren't for the kindness of the chief......

A few black dogs hurriedly went ashore with a body of mud, and then Captain Jarvis led them to thank the British commander.

A few black dogs covered in mud stood forward, and a foul smell came to their nostrils. Before they could speak, the British commander took a step back and said, "Get out of the way!" ”

"Thank you, sir, don't get out of here!" Captain Jarvis hurriedly said.

At this time, from the swamp came the cry of the two black dogs trapped inside: "Captain, captain...... Pull the brothers, for the sake of ...... For the sake of the brothers, pull the brothers......"

"Captain Jarvis," said the British officer, "what do you think?" ”

"Sir, these two people are not in good life, they are trapped, and they can't be saved, or let's give them a good time and leave."

"Nonsense, why can't it be saved? I got a rope, put it on them, and pulled it with my horse, and I didn't believe I couldn't pull it out. ”

"Sir Renyi, let's do this!" Captain Jarvis said, then he turned his head and said to his men, "Go get two ropes." ”

"Captain, pulling like this will kill people." The subordinate reminded in a whisper.

"Do you think Lao Tzu doesn't know?" Captain Jarvis also replied in a low voice, "Anyway, it's a dead death, and it's rare for the chief to be interested, so let the chief be happy...... You know? ”

"Got it. If the chief is happy, let them die......"

Thereupon...... The bodies of the two unlucky ones were finally dragged out.

……

On the other side, the 1st Division of the Irish Independence Army was quietly jumping out of the British encirclement by taking advantage of a swampy passage. Then, with the exception of a small group of troops left to be on guard, the whole division advanced rapidly towards the vicinity of Dublin.

The goal of the 1st Division, of course, was not to capture Dublin. Even if the rear of the British army was empty, this rear emptiness was relative. Dublin is by no means something that the 1st Division, with less than a thousand men, can take. The 1st Division was targeting the series of stations near Dublin.

These stations were the strongholds of the British control of the countryside near Dublin, and were the main points of storage and transfer of supplies for the British troops used to support the raid. Knocking out these targets, the British army will not be able to stay in the base area, not for long.

According to the Duke of Norfolk's thoughts, these things should be fairly safe in the barracks. Because all indications indicate that the rebels lack the ability to attack the fortifications. Of course, the strength of the garrison has dropped dramatically, but on the other hand, the rebels are also being attacked by the army. These stations were in the relatively safe rear and would not have required much protection.

Division Commander Joyce's first target was the Huangyang Gangzi Station. This military station was one of the important nodes to support the logistics of the British army. Knocking it out, the logistical efficiency of the "crusading force" of the entire British army will be reduced by at least a third.

Since this node is so important, of course, it will be relatively tighter. However, according to the intelligence obtained from reconnaissance, the British obviously did not realize that they would be the target of attack, and many precautions were superficial.

And if it was before, there were a full 500 British troops stationed in this military station, and it was also equipped with six cannons, plus trenches, high walls and the like, it was indeed easy to defend and difficult to attack. But now, the British troops of the brigade have been transferred to the "crusade" base area, and the defenders here have become less than 100 British troops, plus more than 200 "security forces", and the garrison force has also been greatly weakened.

And because of the heavy task of material transfer, there are still a large number of forcibly recruited Irish migrant workers who have to enter and leave here every day. It can be said that there are so many loopholes here that I am embarrassed to call them loopholes.

A group of scouts sent by Joyce donned the uniforms of the British army provided by the French, and pretended to be British soldiers who had come to collect supplies. At the entrance to the barracks, they had a guy in a captain's uniform drag a British ensign there to chat, and then another guy in a lieutenant's uniform slapped a black dog who was about to come up and examine their papers. The black dog was beaten like a spinning top and spun twice, and then he had to get up from the ground, and with his face printed with two clear slap prints, he nodded and apologized to the "sir" again and again. So they entered the station very smoothly.

And then things are very simple. When the main force of the 1st Division approached, both the British and the Black Dogs thought that it was their own troops—they did not expect to encounter such a brigade of "Irish rebels" in this place. In addition, there is already a group of "rebels" in the station, and these rebels are now arguing with the commander of the British army stationed there, a captain and company commander, over the "instructions given to them by their superiors".

When the main force of the 1st Division continued to approach, someone noticed that something was not quite right, so he asked. Then the clever Englishman was shot off the Celestial Spirit Cover. Inside the station, the garrison commander was shot to death by the "colleague" who was arguing with him, and the scouts began to shoot at the enemy or throw melons. Caught off guard, the British were knocked down in large areas.

In this way, the inside and the outside should be combined, but it will only take about ten minutes. This military station fell into the hands of the 1st Division of the Independent Army.