Chapter 447 Roar

Of course, Lin Xiao knew very well that he couldn't expect too much from these white-skinned pigs.

After all, the muskets in their hands are actually very primitive, and they have not yet formed an absolute advantage over cold weapons such as bows and arrows, and the most basic strategy and tactics in the era of hot weapons are more than 200 years later for them.

In fact, in this process of gradually changing from the era of cold weapons to the modern army, these white-skinned pigs of the seventeenth century are already at the forefront of the world.

Lin Xiao knew that even in Europe in this era, the main function of this kind of musketeers was still defense, and even if they barely participated in the attack, they were mostly used to cover the two wings of the Gustav phalanx.

Therefore, before the formation of a real theory of infantry attack, it is not at all surprising that they are trembling in a state of trembling like this, under the strict orders of the commander, to storm an intact castle that has not yet collapsed.

However, Lin Xiao had no intention of training them further.

In fact, Lin Xiao had clearly ordered that the soldiers of the "logistics platoon" were not allowed to interfere with the daily training of this group, and every time they went into battle, they were not allowed to take the lead in the charge, and they were only allowed to stay at the end to supervise the battle.

These Western mercenaries who paid a high price, aren't they just for them to kill each other with their kind, just sauce purple, it's good!

Lin Xiao didn't plan to upgrade their weapons at all, let alone let these white-skinned pigs learn advanced tactics, he didn't want to see Westerners accelerate their evolution because of this, leaving hidden dangers for themselves out of thin air.

It is precisely for this reason that the more than 10 rifles lost by the "Longsheng" were an important reason why he did not hesitate to make a big move and launched the Taiwan campaign ahead of schedule.

These modern rifles, they are not afraid to go anywhere else, that is, to go to Europe, no!

Lin Xiao knew that the industrial revolution in the West was beginning to emerge, and their imitation ability had to be guarded against, even if they were sure that they would not be able to copy it for the time being, even if they could not give some inspiration.

He will not forget how many disasters these white-skinned pigs shamelessly colluded with the despicable little Japan and inflicted on the Chinese nation since 1840, after two successive Opium Wars.

This group of robbers, not to mention how many people they killed in the land of China, not to mention the astronomical amount of gold and silver treasures plundered, not to mention all of them...... The antique cultural relics looted by them alone have reached millions of pieces, and many national treasures representing the long history of Chinese civilization have absurdly become the treasures of many museums in Britain, France, the United States and other countries!

Although, in the Second Opium War, the Dutch were not one of the Eight-Nation Alliance, but in Lin Xiao's eyes, as long as they were white-skinned pigs, none of them were innocent.

Since ancient times, these white-skinned pigs not only come from the same religion, but even the blood is very close, although they are also keen on infighting, but in the matter of blocking the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation, they have always been unanimous in the external world, hundreds of years, has never changed.

Lin Xiao will not forget that in the 21st century, when the Chinese nation, which had just risen from deep suffering, hoped to rely on its own industrious hands to strive for rejuvenation, these white-skinned pigs with the Anglo-Saxons as the main body were still in line with each other, forming anti-China groups and doing their best to curb the rise of the Chinese nation......

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Just when Lin Xiao was slightly distracted, a dramatic scene appeared on the battlefield.

It turned out that just when the Francophone finally rushed to less than 200 meters away from the round fort under the supervision of the logistics platoon, a large number of defenders suddenly rushed out of nowhere, and they were rushing towards the Francophone battalion from all directions, and they were about to collide head-on......

A scuffle is inevitable.

Lin Xiao's eyes froze, and he hurriedly raised his binoculars to watch.

In the footage, there are two groups of these defenders pouring out like a tide, and there are hundreds of people.

However, those who rushed to the front were all armed with cold weapons.

Lin Xiao's expression froze, and after seeing it clearly, he grinned and muttered softly: "I don't know what is dead or alive!" ”

It turned out that these people were all hairy and disheveled, and at first glance they knew that they were Japanese.

Sure enough, I saw that most of them were holding high the big and small swords, shouting wildly all the way, and a few of them even held up simple weapons such as spears and harpoons, and quickly pounced on the Franc machine man as if they were not fatal.

Lin Xiao's gaze looked at the other group of people who were slightly behind, there were not many of them, about less than a hundred, but they were obviously neatly dressed, and they were all holding muskets, and they were clearly Dutch musketeers.

"They're also engaged in warlords?"

Lin Xiao put down the binoculars and smiled self-deprecatingly.

He had little interest in watching this kind of suicidal counterattack.

Not to mention that the Franco-robot man with bayonets was not afraid of the Japanese at all, even those Dutch musketeers, he had already arranged - more than 20 groups of snipers of the special operations brigade had already been ready for battle.

Lin Xiao is very confident in his sharpshooters, and he will not lose a single cigarette, and the little Japan that dies under the sniper rifle must have killed more than the Franc machine.

Sure enough, about a quarter of an hour later, the scuffle that was still a little stalemate at the beginning became a one-sided situation - the Japanese ronin, who had just been extremely vicious, were crying and crying for their mothers and fleeing, and behind them, they lost a lot of crotch cloths......

Naturally, the group of musketeers suffered heavy casualties, and many of them were quietly shot in the head by the mysterious bullets that followed before they even had time to fire, and there was not much left in the blink of an eye.

Finally, directly in front of the round fort, the remaining dozens of remnants of the soldiers were scurrying with their heads in their hands, followed by hundreds of franc machine men who were closely in pursuit......

Strangely, they chased all the way to the foot of the Round Fort, and apart from the sporadic gunfire on the breastwork of the main castle, there was no stopping fire in the Round Fort.

In the blink of an eye, he set up several human ladders and climbed in one after another—many of them died, but those who did not die became fearless and much braver......

The die is cast!

Lin Xiao touched his chin and lightly gave the last order: "Situ Zheng, order the fire team to enter the round fort!" ”

"Yes!"

Situ Zheng, who was nervously watching the battle on the side, hurriedly responded.

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In the city of Geranza, behind a lookout hole on the highest floor, the governor of Forberg was also watching.

The order to fight back was given by him.

The fierce and tricky artillery fire of the Chinese made him frightened and anxious, and completely lost his mind.

When did these hateful Chinese Yankees become so powerful?

Such an evil artillery can hit so far that it took a pee to blow up Lao Tzu's cannon?

No, Lao Tzu's cannon is gone, yours, I will destroy it too!

For this reason, before Captain Aldorp left, Fairburg specially sent him two hundred more Japanese, and he roared with a hideous face: "Tell the Japanese, rush over desperately and smash the Chinese cannons!" Lao Tzu has a big reward! ”

"Yes, sir!"

The Governor's demeanor made Aldorp shiver with fright, and hurriedly trotted all the way to call someone......

What Felburg didn't expect was that the secret doors everywhere hadn't opened yet, and his people hadn't had time to rush out, and that damn Franco-man attacked first!

"Go, tell Aldorp to strike at once!"

Feuerburg pulled Basten past him and roared hoarsely, "Tell them that even if they fight hard, they will kill all these filthy Spaniards!" Kill them all! ”

"Okay...... My lord. ”

Poor Basten, with the surrender he had just written, was so frightened that he forgot to let his master look at it, and ran to the round castle of Utlicht.

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(End of chapter)