A large group of tribal chiefs and elders, watching their heirs or dearest children being annihilated by the Huaxia army, shouted hoarsely in unison: "No, no......"

The heart-rending pain was followed by an endless rage that completely deprived the chiefs and elders of their sanity.

"Revenge, I want to crush all the Chinese people on the other side!" One of the chieftains, who had lost his heir, was in a state of disarray, raised the steel knife in his hand, and rushed to the group of tribal soldiers, and he wanted to personally lead the tribal soldiers to charge the Huaxia army position.

"Rush, rush up and cut off their heads, skin them, eat their flesh!"

Another elder, who had lost his own brother, also recklessly drove his own tribe to follow the chief's charge.

"Rush! Avenge! More chiefs and elders shouted with red-eyed eyes and took up arms to join the frantic charge.

The heart of the tribal armed forces, the courage of the tribal armed forces, is these chiefs and elders, they say that in order to take revenge and charge, no one of the tribal soldiers will dare to run away, because if they run back, under the oppression of the chiefs and elders, it will be more uncomfortable than death with their families, and the chiefs will charge, and they can only numbly follow.

This charge, which seemed to have no unified command, rolled up an earth-shattering hurricane.

Ouyang Yu in the Huaxia army's position was still worried that the shelling of the top of the mountain just now would scare away the scattered tribal forces, and the Huaxia army could start the pursuit. Who knows, a shell killed 100 people on the other side, and it was like piercing a big hornet's nest, provoking countless hornets to pounce on the Huaxia army's position.

However, Ouyang Yu was not surprised: "Okay, good, good, this time the shelling hit the right one!" Except for the necessary reserves, the divisions should not hide their secrets, go all out into battle, and wipe out as many Horde forces as possible in front of the positions! ”

The crazy cold weapon era formation charge, can only be crushed by the blazing weapons.

But this time, these tribal forces, supported by a desire for revenge, have no regard for their broken bones. Wave after wave charged towards the positions of the Huaxia Army, intending to fill in the positions of the Huaxia Army with human lives.

How could the Huaxia Army's position be easily filled?

Under the command of the chiefs and elders, the corpses of the tribal soldiers first filled the trench in front of the Huaxia army's position, and countless tribal soldiers stepped over the corpses of their colleagues, still numbly rushing towards the rain of bullets of the Huaxia army, and fell in front of the Huaxia army's position like a piece of withered yellow leaves.

The tribal forces attacked frantically, and the Huaxia army operated rifles, light and heavy machine guns, and artillery to shoot wildly, turning the front of the position into a sea of fire that the human body could not penetrate.

Both sides were in a state of madness, and the battle did not know how long it had been going on, anyway, a large circle of corpses of tribal soldiers had been piled up in front of the Huaxia army's position, which had seriously affected the sight of the Huaxia army soldiers and the gun shooting range.

In addition to some single-shot rifles, the weapons of the tribal soldiers were some firearms, bows and arrows, and the rate of fire could not be compared with the rifles and light and heavy machine guns of the Huaxia army.

In order to fight the tribal soldiers behind the pile of corpses, the Huaxia soldiers could only throw grenades with all their might to bombard the tribal soldiers who seemed to be dead, in addition to using recoilless guns, mortars, and infantry artillery bombardment.

Under the dense bombardment of grenades and shells, a wave of flesh and blood was set off to hit the tribal soldiers hiding in ambush.

In the face of such a brutal heat. The tragic scene of the Weapon Age, finally a tribal soldier had a nervous breakdown, and I don't know who was the first to escape, they threw the weapons in their hands, turned their heads and ran away with a loud roar, and the chieftains not far away couldn't hold down their positions, and soon formed a wave of wild escape.

In the dense smoke and blood, the Huaxia army's position could not see the situation in front of the position clearly, so it could only continue to fire and shoot frantically until there was no longer a little shouting of tribal soldiers in front of the position.

Ouyang Yu, who was standing at a high place and observing the entire battlefield, discovered the abnormality of the situation and ordered to stop shooting, and the frantic shooting of the soldiers of the Huaxia Army stopped.

The smoke cleared, and the soldiers of the Huaxia Army finally saw that the tribal forces had changed from a frantic shouting and charging to a silent gray escape.

"The shelling extends! Infantry pursuit! The radio immediately informed He Pingxiong that they would immediately block the enemy's rear route. ”

Seeing the situation of the tribe's armed forces clearly, Ouyang Yu decisively ordered a pursuit.

In fact, without Ouyang Yu's telegram, He Pingxiong had already led the First Independent Regiment and more than 8,000 Chinese youths to enter the various key roads where the tribe's armed forces had escaped, and immediately entered the pursuit battle after receiving the order.

After that, the state of battle was basically to pursue and capture prisoners.

The soldiers of the Chinese army are accustomed to capturing prisoners, and they will think about catching some prisoners, but those new Chinese youths have no concept of capturing prisoners at all, they are oppressed by the tribal armed forces, and they hate the tribal armed forces to the core.

As long as they heard the accent of the Huaxia people and saw the weapons in the hands of the other party, whether it was the Zhenhua rifle of the Huaxia army, or a kitchen knife or a wooden stick in the hands of the young militiamen, they all scattered and fled.

After a siege and interception by the Chinese army and militia, less than a tenth of the tribal soldiers were able to escape from the Kanshan Valley into the jungle.

When all the dust settled, the Huaxia Army counted after the war that in the first battle of the Kanshan Valley, 86 Dutch white officers and more than 65,000 tribal soldiers, more than 8,000 prisoners, and countless grains and old weapons were captured.

When the news reached Pontianak, Dipor, Aksun and others were shocked, according to their calculations, to eliminate more than 80,000 tribal forces, that is, the indigenous mixed army trained and commanded by Dutch white officers, equipped with European standard infantry weapons, also needed at least 40,000 horses, so that the Chinese army in eastern Borneo must have more than 40,000 people.

"At least forty thousand? Could it be sixty thousand or seventy or eighty thousand? How many troops are we going to bring in? Or transfer the entire army of 110,000 people over? It's too slow to go by land, it's better to use the fleet to transfer by sea. "Governor Dipole immediately thought of sending troops to the east, and even thought about the path of the troops.

The veteran Akson was still so cautious: "Your Excellency Governor, although we have searched Pontianak and Dongwanlu for many days and have not found the Chinese army, the Huaxia team that besieged Pontianak and Dongwanlu a few days ago cannot all go to the east in the past few days, and it is difficult to say that there is no Chinese army lurking here!" ”

"And what about your opinion?"

"I propose to arrange an army under the command of Major General Coster to secretly ambush between Pontianak and Dong Wanlu, and transfer an army to the east!"

Axson was reluctant to divide his forces, which would have been broken by each of them, but he knew that if he did not divide his forces now, the angry Chancellor and the king in the Netherlands would send him and Dipole to the gallows to be hanged.

The division of troops was in line with Dipole's idea, and he was pleased that Axon had the same idea as himself: "How should we allocate the number of troops?" ”

"It is recommended that 40,000 troops lie in ambush in Pontianak, and the remaining 70,000 troops will be transferred to the east!"

"Okay, General Axon, just do what you want!"