Can a few hundred Dutch soldiers be used as a dick?

Zheng Lian led the musketeers behind him to the front, and he didn't need to fight, but only put on a posture with his gun to contain it, so that Feerberg didn't dare to act rashly.

"Fire, fire......" Felberger shouted.

He couldn't just watch Guo Huaiyi and Wu Hualong lead thousands of Han people with cold weapons to beat the aborigines.

If after the aborigines are defeated, the Chinese, who have an absolute advantage in manpower, can surround their team, and then the absolute manpower advantage of the Chinese will cooperate with the musketeers in front of him, and what awaits the Dutch will be a bloody nightmare.

"Oh, damn the Chinese!"

A cold sweat broke out on Felberg's face, and the current situation had changed drastically, and he was very unfriendly to them.

Felberg, who positioned himself in the position of the strongest/attacking side, never thought that Guo Huaiyi would have the courage to take the initiative to launch a counterattack against them, let alone that Guo Huaiyi still had hundreds of musketeers under him, especially those who were at the forefront, and they were not good at first glance.

Now they have to confront this sudden burst of firearms.

And in order to turn the tide of the battle as much as possible, he must also defeat this team as soon as possible.

"Shield car, shield car. Hurry up ......"

Zheng Lian shouted loudly, and when he saw that the Dutch were about to use artillery, he naturally took out the shield cart. How could this thing be useless?

The log baffle and the quilt after splashing water can block the big turtledove's feet. Sandbags are added to the back, which can be used not only to protect against guns, but also to prevent artillery. The four small cannons brought by the red fur couldn't help them at all.

At most, it will break the axle and make the heavy shield car lie on its stomach. But Guo Huaiyi and the shield carts they prepared were not 100 or 80, so they relied on the four small cannons in the hands of the Dutch to fight until the Year of the Monkey and the month of the Monkey?

The artillery of this era has to take a break after a few shots, otherwise, believe it or not, they will immediately perform a 'bombing' to show you?

Even if the red hair is a 'sharpshooter', one cannon is enough for them to annoy.

But Feelberg did not dare to lead the Dutch soldiers in a big way, because the Chinese hid behind the strange fortifications in front, and if they fired a volley of guns, they would suffer a great loss.

Felborg can only be regarded as an experienced officer, a qualified officer, he is not a peerless general, he can come up with a proper strategy to break the enemy with a turn of his brain, and he is not a god, and his magic power is boundless.

When Guo Huaiyi and his volunteers slaughtered the aborigines to the ground, and he had already shown his posture of cutting off their back roads, Felberg finally made up his mind, he knew that the time had come for him to make a choice.

And his choice was to throw away all the artillery baggage, and everyone only took their guns and ammunition with them, and fled lightly to Chichi. "Retreat, retreat, we retreat to the town of Akachi......"

He didn't need to run back to Heliao Port, he just ran to Chiji Town. There were no walls and no large fortifications, but there were company stables, warehouses, and a small number of soldiers, which were enough for Felberg to regain his footing.

"Those useless savages, as allies of the company, they have simply tarnished this glory......"

Feerberg rode on the back of the horse and cursed, waved his men to flee north immediately, and he was about to turn the horse's head.

"Bang!" A shot that was somewhat different from the sound of a smoothbore gun reached his ears. Then Felborg felt a pain in his head, his skull burst open, and his eyes were completely engulfed in darkness.

A sniper behind Zheng Lian watched his target fall off his horse, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

The smile on Zheng Lian's face was also very bright, watching the Dutch queue scatter with Fairberg's death, watching hundreds of Dutch soldiers flee north, like a little ink dripping in the water, quickly enlarged, scattered and messy, and immediately said to one person behind him: "Let go of wolf smoke." Inform Guo Huaiyi that he can set up a block on the front road. ”

It's also time to catch the Dutch, it's time to close the net.

Three puffs of black smoke shot straight into the sky, Zheng Lian skillfully took out a box of cigarettes from his cuffs, picked up one and put it in his mouth, and naturally someone around him lit a fire. This kind of cigarette, which was 'invented' by Zheng Zhilong, is still an internal benefit of the Zheng Group, and has not yet been sold to the market.

It has not been many years since tobacco was introduced to China, but "smoking" has spread all over the country. It's very rich.

However, from tobacco pouches to cigarettes, although there are no technical barriers, if you want to make the taste of cigarettes better, better and more outstanding than the taste of dry tobacco and hookah, it is not only to add spices and even flavors to it, but also to pay attention to the quality of tobacco leaves, and even drying and baking technology, so as to form a cigarette brand of different grades of high, medium and low grades, and form a complete series, which will take a certain amount of time.

Without further ado. Zheng Lian has now decided that he has won the battle, and the worries in his heart have been swept away, and the whole person has relaxed.

At this moment, he was just looking at the battlefield, watching the Dutch struggle desperately like a trapped beast in a net.

There was already a crackling musket in front of him, and it must have been Guo Huaiyi who had outflanked the Dutch red hair. The latter is now crackling and shooting is very cool, but there are also musketeers chasing behind them, and they have already messed up the entire formation, messing up the morale of the army, this shot is very easy, but it is difficult to fire the second time.

The whole battle was really simple and smooth as he expected.

The Dutch only sent part of the defenders of Heliao Port to attack Jialuo Village (some reinforcements had already arrived at Heliao Port, but they had not yet rushed over to reinforce Fairberg), which was the most beneficial one of the many pre-war assumptions, but the Dutch were arrogant, thinking that a few hundred Dutch soldiers and the help of the Tuhan and Black Coalition forces could take Jialuo Village and capture Guo Huaiyi. Now they have ended up like this, and they can only say that they brought it on themselves!

And with this victory at the moment laying the foundation, how can the Dutch win? The natives are not fools, and it will be tricky for the Dutch to ask the natives for help in the next war.

Because the number of the natives is so small, they have suffered heavy losses this time, and it is difficult to say whether they will be willing to help next time.

After all, the Potbelly Kingdom is the Potbelly Kingdom, and it doesn't have much to do with the Siraya and Makadao people.

Don't look at them as aborigines, there is not much difference between the Han Chinese and the Dutch, but in their own eyes, there are many differences.

Just a few people can be divided into more than a dozen ethnic groups, large and small, and each ethnic group can also be divided into many different societies/tribes. If they can't unite, they deserve to be a supporting role in the big guy.

"Huaiyi big brother, Huaiyi eldest brother, you can spare me, spare me......"

Guo Bao knelt on the ground and begged Guo Huaiyi for mercy like a dog.

But how could Guo Huaiyi really bypass him?

Look at the corpses strewn across the battlefield, and now the Dutch have been defeated. And if Guo Huai is defeated and Jialuo Village is broken, then can he still get good? Or will Guo Bao in front of him still read him for the sake of the old love and let him go?

"Hold on!"

Guo Huai said with a wave of his hand. This kind of person should be killed and killed, but now it is better to lock it up first, and wait until Zheng Zhilong arrives before handing it over to him for disposal.

"Let's go, let's go!" Nearby, a group of Dutch soldiers were escorted by the volunteers in despair.