Under the night breeze that was somewhat warm because of the flames in the city, Huo Feiyu, accompanied by Xu Jiao, the commander of the Second Regiment of the Fourth Division of the Indian Front Vassals, slowly climbed the Kangdy city wall, which had been initially cleared of rubble.

In front of him, the battle situation that could only be roughly felt on the hillside outside the city was clearly taken into his eyes. The black smoke was so conspicuous even in the dark night, and the continuous sound of gunfire was mixed with a few cannon shots, which muffled the shouts of the Wang army and the vassal army.

Huo Feiyu held the telescope flat, looking at the city where the fire was the hottest.

The busyness of running around on the battlefield all year round has allowed this high-ranking general not to lose the basic qualities of a soldier. He very easily, at the prompting of his staff officer, locked onto the battalion flag fluttering in the middle of the city.

Looking at the military flag standing still in the firelight, the general, who was over half a hundred years old, couldn't help but sigh softly. The attack on Kandy was indeed careless, and instead of expanding the flanks as was customary, the first troops to enter the city attempted to penetrate alone into the Temple of the Tooth Relic at Lake Kandy, where the intelligence indicated the seat of the King of Sri Lanka.

But how can this be all blamed on the boys? The general thought to himself. The number of troops in the East Indies Governorate was already the lowest among all military districts in the country, and the troops deployed on the island of Sri Lanka were even more handful.

Just as he was thinking about it, a flash of fire suddenly flashed in the field of vision of the telescope.

The lieutenant general immediately moved his telescope in the direction of the burning fire, and saw a restaurant with flames spreading rapidly.

The staff officer next to him immediately found it on the map: "General, it is the D target near the enemy's second defensive line, where is the direction of attack of the third company of the first battalion of the second regiment." ”

The lieutenant general paused, looked at the figure waving a white tablecloth on the third floor of the restaurant in his field of vision, and said calmly: "Go and tell the city command office that the target of D has been lost." ”

At this time, in the restaurant, Wang Zi looked at the Wang army reinforcements running from the street shouting, and hurriedly shouted at the soldiers on the third floor who were still waving white cloths: "Don't shake, retreat immediately!" ”

The soldier immediately threw away the tablecloth in his hand, and regardless of whether the adults near the gap in the wall in the distance saw his signal, he grabbed the rifle next to him and turned to run. As he passed by the bodies of several slain Portuguese officers, he gritted his teeth again, stopped and reached out to search, and plucked a small bag containing silver coins and carried it in his arms.

Wang Zi waited for the soldiers to run out of the lobby, then grabbed a torch and threw it to the floor of the lobby. In an instant, the fire oil that had been sprinkled on the ground was ignited, and the raging fire enveloped the restaurant with a mixed structure of wood and stone, causing Wang Jun to lose the command office on the flank of the defensive line.

The Sri Lankan army, which had lost the command of the Portuguese, was immediately reverted back to its original form and regained the same fighting strength as all feudal armies. Wang Jun, who arrived on the street, only wanted to fire his guns far away, regardless of the hit rate at night, which could only be lit by a few fires.

In the face of such a stray bullet that was almost blindly fired, Wang Zi didn't even have the desire to make evasive actions. He rushed straight through the street with his soldiers, towards the surrounded friendly troops.

He guessed right. The ambush soldiers of Wang's army, who had routed (or annihilated) the other two platoons, immediately turned around after seeing the restaurant being lit into a torch. If Wang Zi tried to flee back to the city wall, he would only be chopped to pieces by the angry ambush soldiers.

With the help of the chaos caused by the fire in the restaurant, Wang Zi finally escaped from the chaotic Wang army. Here, he would like to thank once again that the vassal army attached to the Ao Song flag and the Wang army are wearing the same clothes... In this way, he can fish all the way out of the encirclement by fishing in troubled waters.

What follows is a thrilling escape route. If Wang Zi can accurately recount their escape that night, this is undoubtedly an adventure that can make the reader's blood flutter.

It's a pity that under the extreme nervousness and tiredness, the bold Wang Zi can only remember the ubiquitous enemy soldiers, as well as the chaotic cries in his ears and his heavy breathing.

After escaping hundreds of meters in the dark, the burning restaurant had been left far behind, and Wang Zi had already seen the barricades cutting off the street in front of his eyes.

If I am not mistaken, it is the second line of defense that Zhu Hancheng said. Wang Zi thought. They made a big circle and ran behind it from the western side of the line.

If Wang Zi could fly into the sky and look down on the city, he would be able to see that he was in a very awkward position. To the north of him was the first line of defense deployed by the enemy, blocking the breakthrough of the battalion-sized battle groups further north. To the south of him was a barricade line of bricks and wood, and the king's army, which numbered nearly a thousand people, was facing their butts.

Of course, now Wang Zi and the others don't know that they have become steaks in hamburgers. Without the help of God's perspective, they misjudged their position and will pay a heavy price for it.

"We are now on the western side of the enemy," Wang Zi squatted on the ground, drawing (as he thought) a map on the ground with stones by the light of the ubiquitous residual fire, "and now our rear is the road from which we came, with the second line of defense to the east and the surrounded comrades to the north. ”

"Now that we have no strength left to continue fighting, I have decided to retreat." Wang Zi looked at the soldiers in front of him.

Hearing that the company commander had decided to retreat, the remaining Sri Lankan soldiers hurriedly nodded in support, apparently fearing that the commander would regret it. For them, it is the greatest luck to survive this terrible night, and where can they dare to covet possible credit? Why don't you go back and get the bounty promised by the chief?

So they went south.

So they saw a long barricade of defense, and the soldiers of the royal army were densely packed behind the line.

"Hey, which general are you under the command?" A soldier carrying a powder keg asked. He looked at the group of people who were standing at the mouth of an alley in a daze, and did not react for a moment.

Wang Zi looked at the brightly lit streets and didn't react for a while.

More and more soldiers noticed the strange group of soldiers whose clothes were stained with blood and dust, and began to surround them with some vigilance.

"What to do, my lord—" a shuddering voice came from behind him.

Wang Zi looked at Wang Jun in front of him without changing his face, and his lips moved slightly: "How the do I know what to do... This is the second time I've been killed by a scout tonight..."

Suddenly, a look of horror appeared on his face, and his body pointed behind Wang Jun while retreating: "Song people! The Song people are here! ”

The soldiers of the Wang army had never come into contact with such a trick, and they all subconsciously turned to look at it for a while.

"Run!" Wang Zi shouted, and while turning around, he lowered his body and ran wildly, as vigorous as a tiger under the moon, and as fast as a tiger in the forest.

Several soldiers of the vassal army reacted a little slower, and when they saw the Wang army compatriots on the opposite side turn around, they shouted and began to run away. The last two unlucky ghosts who were too slow to react were unfortunately caught by the angry Wang Jun and shot to death at the entrance of the alley.

When telling me this story, Wang Zi repeatedly emphasized the importance of soldiers' physical fitness. "No matter how convenient and widespread transportation is, soldiers must attach great importance to the basic skill of running," he said. ”

Well, in this all-night urban cross-country and variable speed run, excellent physical fitness and reaction speed did save Wang Zi's life many times.

Relying on amazing endurance and perseverance, he and several soldiers with the best physical fitness managed to pull the others and Wang Jun away by tens of meters. Unfortunately, they weren't the only ones in the city. This massive chase was like a meteor in the night, successfully attracting the attention of the small half of the southwest city.

According to the investigation after the incident, the second battalion of the second regiment of the fourth division, the third battalion, and a reinforced company of the Australian Song army were actively or passively involved in the accident.

"What the fuck is going on?" This is the second battalion commander surnamed Li listening to the report of his subordinate company commander, waving his hands and shouting: "Why are there so many enemies in front of you all of a sudden?" Did the staff officers all go eat? ”

"Pull Lao Tzu's tiger squat cannon up! Find a chance to shoot them! ”

"Even if Wang Jun's dog cub goes to the grave, we have to join in the fun!" This is the roar of the third battalion commander surnamed Kong, "Everyone interrupts the original plan and prepares for battle!" ”

"The southwest of the city is in chaos." This is the sentiment of a staff officer whose name cannot be verified.