Whoosh –

Belch...

Whoosh –

Uh...

Whoosh Whoosh –

"What happened? Not good! It's the enemy... Puff—"

A man was screaming sharply in French, but an arrow was shot through the throat.

"Oh yes! It's an Iroquois! Don't sleep, get up and fight back! ”

Finally, someone reacted, shouting at the dozen or so makeshift camps on the edge of the woodland with Bourbon flags with white-bottomed irises.

Bang! Bang!

Bang!

Whoosh –

Whoosh Whoosh –

Bang bang!

Bang bang! Bang!

"It's too late to reload! Put on the bayonet and fight! ”

Jingle jingle bell!

Enemy attack! Shoot! Fight back... Poof-

But it is clear that the French reacted too late.

Before the sun rose, the French Canadian colonial army, numbering just over a hundred men, was slaughtered by the Iroquois, Britain's Indian allies in the lower Hudson River Valley.

"Tell the marshal, the Russian army has begun to line up!"

The camps of the Prussian army were located at the back of the hill and were quite silent at half past five in the morning. However, coach Hans. Feng. Lewald's dreams were still disturbed by unavoidable interruptions.

"What did you just say? What happened to the Russian army? ”

Because the rainy season had not yet fully ended, the early morning was very humid, and the woods to the southeast of the hill and the swamps to the southwest were emitted a heavy fog, so it was not until the Russian troops gathered under the hill that they were spotted by Prussian observers.

"Blow the trumpet! Order the soldiers to immediately gear up and prepare for battle! ”

Lewaldeden reacted at the moment, and the Russians were going to attack while they were at their most tired.

"Yes, Marshal!"

The messenger hurried out.

"Your Excellency Marshal, will the actions of that force not be able to catch up?"

At this time, several other disheveled generals also ran into the camp in a panic to wait for Lewald's orders.

"Humph! There won't be a problem! ”

Field Marshal Lewald stroked his beard with great confidence.

"If the Russians want to rush to this high ground that I have carefully arranged, it will not work without paying a sufficient price, with us dragging here, and giving that army enough time, the Russians will wait for a crushing defeat and flee, hum!"

Lewald sneered contemptuously at the generals.

"Haha, look at the Prussians who scared the formation, they didn't even have time to eat breakfast!"

Behind an open field below the hill, Russian Field Marshal Apleksin the Younger, along with other generals, was using binoculars to inspect the hill where the Prussian army was located.

Rows of well-dressed Prussian infantry began to descend from the top of the hill one by one, and lined up in a wide formation along the terrain.

For the Russian army that wants to break through this formation, it is not easy. Because this sloping terrain gives the most advantage to the platoon guns, and the artillery erected at the highest part of the hill can also hit farther, the Russian army will be subjected to more rounds of attacks before rushing to the hill.

"It's still early, let's shoot a few shots first"

Marshal Apleksin Jr. glanced at the gold pocket watch in his hand, and then gestured.

"Gun emplacements 1 to 10 are ready, fire!"

Boom!

Bang bang!

Bang bang!

With a single order, the 6-pounder and 12-pounder infantry guns let out a deafening roar, and thick gunpowder smoke filled the artillery positions.

Knock knock knock!

A sharp sound appeared in front of the Prussian army, and immediately after that, several pits were smashed into the ground, and the earth and sand were more than a meter high.

"Hehe, the Russians' artillery is so bad that even the feet of our valiant soldiers can't reach it!"

After a volley, almost no damage was inflicted on the Prussian troops, who were standing on the slope.

"Go on, don't stop!"

Marshal Apleeksin Jr. commanded with a blank face.

Bang bang!

Knock knock!

After a few volleys, the Prussian army was already in formation.

"Okay, the cannon body is almost hot, hurry up and replace it with a new one"

"Yes, Marshal!"

Because it was rainy and wet for many days, Marshal Apleksin Jr. was worried that the new gunpowder bag wrapped in oiled paper would get wet, so he never dared to take it out and use it, but first fired shells with the old gunpowder, and only after the gun chamber was hot enough, did he decide to switch to the new gunpowder bag.