In order to reduce the losses of the native troops, the British commander learned the lessons of the street battles in Buenos Aires and deployed 2,700 white soldiers who landed with the ships in the inner layer of the beachhead, and the South African colonial army, which was a mixture of 3,000 black soldiers and white officers, on the flanks and periphery of the position, as the first line of defense against the Wehrmacht attack.

At 12:40 a.m., the Wehrmacht launched an attack on time, and the British beachhead burst into gunfire and artillery fire.

Before the evening and nightfall, the British commander drove more than 3,000 South African colonial troops to dig a narrow trench and tunnel around the beachhead to hinder the attack of the Wehrmacht, but there was a key factor that the British commander did not expect, that is, the South African colonial army used as cannon fodder had low combat strength and weak combat will, and when facing the black compatriots in South Africa, the superiority brought by the identity of the two devils and puppet army made them despise the black indigenous forces. When they dared to lay a deadly hand on their black compatriots in South Africa, and when they encountered the Wehrmacht, which was tenacious and well-armed, the bloody lesson quickly broke down their psychological defenses.

The cannonballs with a long tail fell on the periphery of the British position, the violent explosion kicked up a thick layer of dust and smoke, all the South African colonial troops within the range of the shell explosion attack, either dead or wounded, bright red blood flowed out of the wound, several incomplete corpses scattered around the position, the wounded soldiers who survived were holding the wound with both hands, wailing in pain, the black South African soldiers who were not affected by the explosion looked at the purgatory-like battlefield in fear, and the dark body merged with the night, Only the teeth that came out of the gaping mouth and the white, tight eyeballs showed their emotions.

The Wehrmacht's retaliation came too quickly, and the hapless South African colonial army replaced the British native troops and fell victim to the Wehrmacht's anger.

At 1:20 a.m., Tigray had been fighting at night for half an hour, and Liu Yongfu, who had personally gone to the front line to direct the battle, observed signs that the outer defense line of the British position was about to collapse, so he ordered two battalions to be transferred to strengthen the front-line troops and continue to attack the British beachhead.

At 1:25 a.m., the company of Lu Rongting, Wang Shizhen, and Yang Guangzong received an order from Liu Yongfu to intensify the attack.

The three of them discussed together for two or three minutes, and quickly assigned the combat mission, and then, with the three companies under Lu Rongting, Wang Shizhen, and Yang Guangzong as the lead, the attacking troops were divided into several offensive spearheads, and concentrated their forces to advance suddenly to the weak points of the British defense.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Lu Rongting, who already had several combat experiences, got through the initial tension and calmly dealt with the enemy on the battlefield!

"Brother Yang, watch your back!" Just after dealing with a black soldier, Lu Rongting pulled out his bayonet, glanced to the right side of the front, and just saw a white officer raise his rifle and prepare to shoot in the direction where Yang Guangzong was.

"Peng" gunshots rang out, and Yang Guangzong was warned in advance. The body subconsciously bent downward, narrowly dodging a fatal bullet.

"Dog's Day Sneak Attack!" Sixteen or seventeen years old is the age of youth and vigor, and Yang Guangzong thinks that the Wehrmacht's sneak attack on others is a necessary strategic and tactical requirement, but when attacked by the enemy, it is a different feeling.

Reacting from the enemy's sneak attack, Yang Guangzong shouted violently, and then raised his gun to point at the white officer, regardless of the other party's move of putting down his rifle and raising his hands to show surrender, he clicked and pulled the trigger, and the white British officer who sneaked up was shot in the head, and his body fell back to the position.

"Brother Yang, the British troops are retreating, gather your troops, and a few of our companies will pursue the British army together!"

The battlefield is full of dangers, and if you don't pay attention, you may lose your life, Lu Rongting didn't care about Yang Guangzong killing the British officer who laid down his arms, shouted loudly, and quickly led his troops forward to assault.

"Brothers of the second battalion and the fifth company, follow behind the commander of the Lu company, and the whole company continues to attack!"

Yang Guangzong nodded, and then shouted loudly to the scattered soldiers around him. ……

The battle on the outskirts of the beachhead lasted about an hour, and at 1:40 a.m., the panicked South African colonial soldiers withdrew from the perimeter of the positions and poured into the core of the positions.

"Da Da Da"

The rapidly shaking Gatling gun fired a volley of bullets, but it was his own minions.

“stop！ Roll back to your position！ ”

The angry roars of a few British officers did not support the defeated army, and the black soldiers who ran at the forefront fell in rows under the machine guns of their masters, and the black soldiers who followed behind could not see the situation in front clearly at night, and continued to pour towards the core line of defense of the position.

Within ten minutes, hundreds of black soldiers fell under the guns of their own troops, and the swarthy corpses were stacked on the battlefield in a haphazard manner, and some of the tunnels dug in the evening were filled with the corpses of the black soldiers, becoming the final resting place for the dead black soldiers.

Two or three hundred blacks broke through the line of machine-gun fire and retreated to the inner layer of their own position, while the tightly defended British positions were breached one by one.

Along the gap in the line of defense that the black army had broken down, the Wehrmacht soldiers who were clinging to it took advantage of the situation.

Rifles, machine guns, grenades, mortars. A company-level combat unit used the weapons carried by the army to greet the opponent fiercely, and when they were caught off guard, the British native troops immediately paid hundreds of casualties.

Our forces were mixed, and the British warships anchored at the mouth of the river unveiled their muzzles, but did not dare to launch artillery strikes on their own positions.

At 2:45 a.m., more than 6,000 Wehrmacht troops poured into the narrow beachhead, and Liu Yongfu used most of his combat troops on the beachhead, while reserve troops were constantly joining the battle, while the British army's will to resist was rapidly reduced under the loss of its own naval artillery support.

At three o'clock in the morning, the commander of the British fleet gave the order to retreat, and the British soldiers, who had long lost patience for battle, quickly broke away from contact with the Wehrmacht and retreated to the rear of the riverbank.

After the order to retreat was issued, more than 3,000 British troops were only in a panic for a while, and soon retreated in batches under the orders of the officers of various departments, leaving no opportunity for the Wehrmacht to attack.

The British landing force retreated to the ship, and the Wehrmacht side achieved the operational objective, not only delaying the British fleet for a period of time, but also achieving results in the night attack operation beyond the expectations of Liu Yongfu and the others.

The captives killed 2,300 South African servants (400 of whom were killed by the guns of the British), 206 white British soldiers, and 257 prisoners.

Most of the British whites killed were junior officers subordinate to the South African colonial army, and during the night raid, because the South African colonial army was defeated too quickly, the white junior officers at the forefront had no time to retreat, and were killed by the Wehrmacht soldiers as recalcitrant elements, so the number of surviving white prisoners in the South African colonial army was the smallest.

After a night of fierce fighting, 2,800 British troops were killed and captured, and 1,600 casualties were suffered on their own side; taking into account factors such as the disadvantage of offensive operations and the comprehensive combat effectiveness of the British native troops, Liu Yongfu, He Yanliang, and Shen Fushan realized that they had achieved such a result in the first battle with the British army, which was a great achievement. On the one hand, it monitored the movements of the British fleet, and on the other hand, patiently waited for the next operational order from the General Command of the Front.