Da Luo Luo's dream of the Celestial Empire has gradually reached a climax, and the speed of four changes a day is also fast in the new books, and it will continue to explode after it is put on the shelves on April 1, here is the first order and monthly pass, saying that there are a bunch of gods on the new book list on the shelves in April, and Luo Luo can only rely on hard work and the support of the majority of book friends to compete for a place. By the way, is there any other collection or recommendation? Big Rollo is in dire need of support!

Afternoon, 22 December, Brunei-Wanna Native Battalion.

The sun and the moon fluttered with the banner of hunting, and eight infantry companies, one light infantry company, and one artillery company of the Jishi Army began to form a formation near the Turkish army camp from the morning, but they never launched an attack.

Because Zhu Jishi was waiting for the Brunei army to fulfill the contract and retreat. His wishful thinking is very good, there are more than 8,000 people in the Brunei-Wanna native army camp, if half of them run away at once, the remaining 4,000 soldiers still have a fighting spirit? When the time comes, a charge will definitely be able to knock down the camp, and then go back and clean up Liu Axing, so that West Borneo will be the boss himself!

"Sir, sir, withdraw! The Bruneian soldiers have retreated through the back door! ”

Ren Yijiang ran to Zhu Jishi out of breath, and before he could salute, he yelled.

"Attack! The artillery concentrated its fire on the camp gate, the light infantry suppressed it with long-range fire, and the three Western infantry companies prepared to charge and drop bombs to attack the enemy's right flank; The 3rd, 4th, and 5th companies of Chinese soldiers were ready to charge. Attack the enemy's left flank ......"

A series of orders came out of Zhu Jishi's mouth, and it was all the night before and Will. Hemming, Robert. Churchill and they discussed the haode style of play. In fact, the key to today's battle is whether the Brunei soldiers will retreat as agreed, as long as they leave, the remaining 40 million native soldiers will be wiped out!

"Fire!"

The Frenchman Reye, who was standing in the artillery position, had long been impatient, and the 3 cannons had long been aimed at the camp gate less than 700 yards away. Reye roared and commanded his artillery to fire 9-pound iron projectiles at the camp gate.

"This sucks......"

In the local army camp, Anderson knew that something was going on when Prince Fei Geri fled with the Bruneian soldiers.

Beside him, his illegitimate son Hortman's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "That's ...... The general attack of the Jishi Army? It couldn't have come at a better time! ”

Glancing at his son, Andersen frowned and whispered, "Go, Dennis, get out of here, go to Pontianak, and ride my horse!" ”

"But father, what are you going to do?"

War horses are a rare object in Borneo, Andersen only has one horse, he can't carry the father and son at all, and he can't go, he is the adviser of the Sultan of Wanna, and he is also the supreme commander of tens of millions of native soldiers here, how can he escape from the battle? Do you still care about the face of the Dutch soldiers?

"Let's go! That's an order! ”

Andersen looked at his son, and then took a few Dutch soldiers out of the big tent without looking back, and went to the front line to supervise the battle.

"Warriors! Rush with me! ”

At this time on the front line, Zhu Jishi's French veteran Jérôme. Seeing that the Vannatu soldiers had been overwhelmed by the cannons and light infantry, Peel shouted and drew his saber straight ahead, and then rushed forward first. Not to mention, these old Bonapartists are still very powerful at the critical moment!

It wasn't only Peel who showed great courage, Han Si also brandished his saber and shouted a fierce battle, dragging a lame leg and limping to the front of the team, and the three companies he commanded saw that the battalion commanders were all taking the lead, and naturally everyone was moving forward, and the whole morale immediately rose.

"It's over!"

By the time Andersen arrived at the front, the Vanna army had already begun to retreat, and the eldest son of the Sultan of Vanna, Prince Siti, surrounded by several henchmen, watched as his army collapsed completely.

"Weishenme does not organize resistance!"

Andersen cursed, drew his saber and cut down the two defeated natives, and shouted, "Go back, go back to the battle post!" Resist ...... me."

"Boom, boom, boom......"

A series of explosions suddenly sounded, and the front line was suddenly flickering, and the native soldiers who had not had time to escape were blown down in large pieces, and the rest poured back like a tide. Anderson was stunned when he saw this scene - this is a flowering bomb? Ji Shijun still has flowering bombs? And that's a lot!

It turned out that the speed of information transmission in this era was very tragic, and he did not know that Zhu Jishi had invented something called ammonium oil explosives, and thought that it was a cannon firing flowering shells -- the grenades containing black powder used by the armies of various European countries could not explode with such a momentum.

"Attack!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the native soldiers being blown up, Old Peel shouted, and led three companies of foreign soldiers to pounce on them to fight hand-to-hand, and even the platoon of guns was saved.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The three Chinese soldiers under Han Si's command were not equipped with grenades, and they rushed to a distance of less than 30 yards in front of the earth soldiers, first with a round of guns, and then also with bayonets and began to attack with white knives.

Looking at the infantry of the six companies from a distance as if they were entering the flock of sheep and breaking into the local battalion, Zhu Jishi was excited and shouted loudly.

From the side, Will. Hemming forcibly endured the excitement in his heart and reminded in a low voice: "Jason, give the order to attack!" ”

"General attack?" Zhu Jishi grinned, "I almost forgot!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to take the triangular hat from Ren Yijiang and fasten it on his head, and then took the saber from Huang Zhisheng, took it out and waved it, and walked to the front of the two infantry companies lined up behind the artillery position, glanced at more than two hundred infantry with burning eyes, and waved his knife and pointed forward.

"Brothers, now is the time to fight for our homeland, our freedom, and our future! The land of Borneo can only have one owner, and that is us! Long live the Ming Dynasty! Long live China! Rush with me! After shouting the slogan, Zhu Jishi turned around and strode forward with his saber.

"Long live Daming! Long live China, long live it! Rush ah......"

The more than 200 people behind him were also full of morale, shouting, "Long live Daming!" Long live China! So he took up his rifle with a bayonet and charged. Suddenly, the other three Chinese infantry companies on the battlefield were also infected, shouting and rushing violently. Although the three companies of foreign soldiers commanded by Old Peel could not understand the slogans in Chinese, they also shouted "Hurui (long live)" in English! Huh! "Lunge forward.

By this time, the Jishi army had completely gone crazy, and 8 companies of less than 1,000 infantry, like 1,000 tigers, roared and rushed into the native soldiers who were worse than the flock. There was almost no fighting, almost no resistance, only one-sided slaughter! All the native soldiers fled in panic, and under the trampling of each other, there were already many dead and wounded, and countless fell under the guns and bayonets of the Jishi army!

Andersen and Prince Siti are also on the run, and they are running fast. They now knew what defeat was, and fear had infected all the native soldiers like a plague, not even Dutch military advisers like Andersen. At first, when the Jishi army attacked, he still wanted to organize resistance, but when he saw a company of "lobster soldiers" with bayonets shouting, "Oh Rui! When he came to kill, all that left his mind was fear.

"Run, you must run!" Anderson gasped and fled quickly, and had already run out of the local soldier camp, less than 10 miles in front of him was the "Qing Bing" camp. It's safe when you get there, no, you don't need to get there, as long as you get close, it's safe, Liu Asheng will definitely send troops to meet him, he doesn't dare to leave himself alone, he deceived all the Chinese in West Borneo, once the army is defeated, he can't gain a foothold in West Borneo, and if he wants to escape, he must have the help of the Netherlands......

"Andersen! Andersen! You can't run! A familiar female voice suddenly rang out.

"This is ......" Anderson looked up and saw that it was Luo Xiangmei, the head of the Lan Fangluo family, with a few subordinates, standing expressionlessly not far in front of him, dressed in a black satin shirt and pants, which was a tight short fight, which completely highlighted her good figure, and above her right hand, she held a sword that flashed with cold light!

"Incense...... Miss Xiangmei, what do you want to do? ”

"Kill you!" Luo Xiangmei smiled when she heard this, and said with a natural expression, "You will definitely come to Lan Fang's trouble again if you live, only if you die Lan Fang can be peaceful, isn't it?" As she spoke, her beautiful eyes bloomed with an incomparably strong killing intent, and she stepped forward a few steps forward and stabbed the sword in her hand at Andersen.

"No!" Andersen wanted to dodge this fatal blow, but he was too tired to move quickly enough, and Luo Xiangmei's sword was too fast, the sharp and cold blade pierced his chest like lightning, and he only felt the liliang in his whole body flow away quickly, and then it was black in front of his eyes!