Outside Emita's abandoned Spanish barracks, Zhang Biao, Butz, and several other mercenaries watched a Filipino officer lecture his soldiers—the final mobilization before the battle began. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIn a few moments, the soldiers would join the bloody battle that was still going on, and through a large open area of Bagumbayan[note 2], they would attack a triangular fort on the Spanish line.

It was one of the main defensive points of the old city wall, a large fortified wall consisting of a triangular outer wall and a pentagonal inner wall, protruding from the southern part of the city wall, separated from the city by a moat, on the surface.

In fact, the fortress was not isolated at all: just behind the moat, almost at arm's length, a strong pentagonal fortress could support it against any attack from the ground. And the Spaniards also stationed two battalions of soldiers in the triangle fort. However, the Filipinos had to seize it: the old city had four fortified supports, the main castle of Santiago at the mouth of the river, and three pentagonal pillboxes guarding the three gates, one of which was the guardian of the fort.

That is, if the Filipinos wanted to enter the Old City, they had to first capture the Triangle Fort and then the Fortress behind it. But the problem is that if they intend to capture the Triangle Fort, the only reasonable way is to take the Triangle Fort first; But another problem was that they simply couldn't reach the fort until they captured it......

An endless loop.

A mission that is just sent to death. Mercenaries think so. Even without Qin Lang's ill-intentioned orders, and therefore with effective fire support, the Filipinos would not have been able to capture the triangular fort: as they tried to cross the open field, artillery fire from the old town and the two Maxim machine guns placed in the fort were able to wipe them out as quickly as the mercenaries had wiped out the Spanish troops two days earlier, and the Spanish soldiers' rifle salvos were just as dangerous.

The Spaniards used a seven-millimeter Mauser M1893 rifle. Aside from the fact that it still fires old-fashioned round-nosed bullets and the bullet's less ballistic performance, it is not much different from the Predator rifles used by mercenaries, and is just as lethal and fires faster than the antiques used by Filipino soldiers.

To make matters worse, not only are they lagging behind, but Filipinos are already under-equipped to an alarming degree: only one-third of their soldiers have access to a rifle and ten rounds of ammunition, and less than half of the remaining two-thirds have other types of weapons...... This means that close to forty percent of the soldiers can only charge with their bare hands.

"If they can take that fort, I believe God is Filipino." Zhang Biao said to the mercenaries around him, invited: "Who bet with me?" ”

"It's not fun at all, man." Not only his invitation, but Butz also didn't like Zhang Biao's joke with God, and the content of the joke. As a Catholic and an American, Butz has always been steadfast in his belief in two things: that God does exist; God bless America.

Of course, he was not pious and fanatical enough to attack Zhang Biao in defense of God's honor—and the other mercenaries were more or less the same; No one really cared about Zhang Biao's jokes, but they showed their attitude by shrugging their shoulders and boos, which frustrated him.

"Let's do it," Zhang Biao thought about it, and changed his proposal, "Let's guess what method the Filipinos will use to solve their weapons problem......"

"General, the soldiers are ready......" the Philippine officer's voice floated over, but it was not clear enough; He had to stop speaking and listen carefully with his ears pricked up like everyone else," he said...... Only a third of the soldiers had rifles. What should we do about this, General? ”

Of course, fortunately, perhaps because he had been under Spanish rule for too long, the officer spoke Spanish, and the mercenaries happened to know this language - a long time ago, when Qin Lang decided to pay a special allowance to mercenaries who knew at least two foreign languages, almost all of them chose to use the same method to perfunctory him: first, the mercenaries of non-English origin unanimously chose their native language as a foreign language; Secondly, they all started to learn Spanish.

San Diego is a city with a majority Mexican and Hispanic denomination, and Spanish is the most dominant language of communication, even more so than English, making it a great place to learn Spanish.

Now, the mercenaries are starting to rejoice in their choice: they know every decision the Filipinos make in front of them.

"How many bullets do your soldiers have?" Natibida asked.

"Ten shots each, General."

"Let them give half to the unarmed soldiers."

"General?"

"Do as I say. Do it now! "We don't have time to waste. ”

No matter what exactly he wanted to do, the officer could only carry out his orders, and the same was true for the Filipino soldiers. Their confusion did not last long, though, and as soon as every unarmed soldier got their hands on the bullets, Natibida revealed the answer. "All the soldiers who have the bullets but don't have their rifles can hear clearly," he said loudly, so that everyone can hear, "and when the battle begins, you follow the soldiers with the rifles, and if they are killed or wounded and unable to move, you pick up their rifles and continue the fight......

"It's crazy." Butz muttered, "What's the solution?" ”

"Maybe for Filipinos, that's the solution." Zhang Biao shrugged, "Look, they're getting moving." ”

Under their watchful eye, the Filipino soldiers began to advance towards their starting point - right at the end of the street. Mercenary-operated machine guns are securely positioned on the left and right sides, hidden in the shadows of the building. There were also some Filipino officers nearby, shouting at the soldiers who were about to leave: "Forward! Soldiers, for the sake of our nation, for the sake of our republic, forward! Destroy the brutal colonists ......"

On the surface, they were agitating, but in reality, these officers wanted to convey only one warning: "Forward!" Keep moving forward, not backward. The republic does not need cowards. ”

But none of the soldiers heeded the warning; Or maybe some people noticed it, but didn't understand its proper meaning. Not a single one paid attention to the direction in which the mercenaries' machine guns were aimed. The soldiers, who had only been peasants a few days ago, were praying earnestly, begging God to forgive them for their sins and to bless them with victory in the war.

In fact, they should seriously think about the question: the Spaniards are also believers in God, and they must be praying sincerely, and if the old man really exists, it is a question whether to bless them or to bless the Spaniards......

"Isn't it ......" Qin Lang thought for a moment, "Maybe I'm the only one thinking about it?" ”

"Actually, it's not a problem, General. God bless only America. The military adviser beside him said confidently, without any hesitation.

Qin Lang sighed secretly and shook his head. And then he stopped thinking about it - the Filipinos were attacking.

Led by an officer, five thousand Filipino soldiers rushed out from every junction and charged at their targets. Behind them, the double fire support promised by Qin Lang also began. Mortars and machine guns opened fire at the same time, raining down shells and bullets on the Spaniards guarding the fort.

Of course, most of the deadly raindrops missed, some landed in the open space in front of the Triangle Fort, some landed in the moat between the two walls, and the machine-gun bullets flew straight into the air. But there are still some that hit the targets that the Filipinos want them to hit. Explosion after explosion erupted from the walls of the fortress, and shrapnel and bullets flew everywhere, causing more and more casualties among the defenders.

Inside the triangular fortress, the Spanish soldiers, who had been fighting all day, realized that the fortified fortress they were stationed was once again under an organized attack. Officers had expected that the Filipino rebels would have taken a break after losing thousands of soldiers to allow them to regain strength and replenish ammunition. Little did they know that the Filipinos would organize a new and larger charge so quickly.

The efficiency of the Spaniards is reflected in the process of compensating for oversight. The soldiers, who had just been replaced with a rest on the walls, quickly returned to their positions, and the artillery and machine guns were pushed back to the battle line. Soon, a net of annihilation was unfurled, and bullets and shells began to rain on the Filipino soldiers who rushed forward with the same ferocity.

Casualties have occurred and are rapidly increasing. But under the leadership of the officer, almost no one glanced at the comrades who had joined the ranks of the corpses, except for the soldier with the bullet picking up the rifle on the ground and moving on - and then being killed by a sudden flying bullet.

It was only a brief moment, and Qin Lang had already seen hundreds of gaps appear in the queue.

"I like the efficiency." He commented with satisfaction, "At the current rate, the Spaniards will run out of ammunition sooner than I expected." ”

"But what if the Filipinos collapse before then, General?" The military advisor asked worriedly, "I've heard that Natibida even has our machine gunners acting as overseers. Perhaps this practice will provoke a revolt from Filipino soldiers and eventually lead to the disintegration of the troops. Although this is the result we would like to see......"

"That won't happen." Qin Lang interrupted him, "I believe that Natibida will be able to solve this little trouble. But......" he paused, "and said, "perhaps we should help our allies to take that fortress, give them a little confidence, and at the same time put a little pressure on the Spaniards." ”

"General?"

"Let's get our soldiers a little bit more hit......"

As he spoke, there was a new change on the battlefield: the troops that had entered the battle had retreated. Having lost almost half of their comrades, the remaining Filipino soldiers began to run towards their starting positions, stumbling and in disarray, just in a hurry to get out of the terrible hell around them.

But they have no way back.

"Go on the offensive! Nations and nations are calling you, warriors, to attack, to move forward bravely and destroy our enemies! Don't back down, the Philippines doesn't need cowards......" The officers of the Overseer were still shouting, but eventually, when they realized that words were no longer possible to prevent the rout, they began to turn their warnings into reality. "Fire!"

It's an honor for those who serve as mercenaries on the Warlords. They didn't hesitate at all.

The machine gun began to fire, and Qin Lang turned to the advisor beside him. "You know, It's_a_good_day_to_die."

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Note: Emita, an area under the jurisdiction of Manila

Note 2: Place names, untranslatable (to be continued.) )