Like the tide on the seashore, the Amo coalition army seems to be unstoppable, but as long as it encounters the obstruction of a strong embankment, it can only retreat unwillingly. By the time the Ghanaians had withdrawn to their camp, Wickham found that his linen shirt was completely soaked. I don't know if it's because the weather is too hot, or if it's a cold sweat that was shocked by the battle just now.

The military doctor was a little old man named Modi, who was taking his junior apprentices to deal with the soldiers who had just been shot. Most of the soldiers were lucky, because the arrow wound was not deep because of the texture of the arrow, and Modi just pulled out the arrow and applied some medicine. Another unlucky guy was shot in the major artery of the neck, and the scarlet blood couldn't stop flowing out, and he couldn't survive. He was also the first soldier to die in battle in the Marine Corps Separate Company since its inception.

Wickham came to the first line of defense and found Ensign Bert nervously watching the Ghanaians over there. The attack just now was too dangerous, and if it hadn't been for Bert and Evan to control the spread of fear among the soldiers in time, perhaps the first line of defense would have changed hands.

Seeing that Wickham was coming this way, Bert quickly stood up and saluted, and said, "Sir, why are you here?" The look of surprise seemed to others to mean that Ensign Bert was laughing at Lieutenant Wickham for being in the rear during the battle and only showing up at the front at the end of the battle. Of course, Bert didn't mean that, but he was not so sensitive to human feelings, and his speech was a little brainless, and he was easy to offend people.

Wickham waved his hand, scolded this kid in his heart, and said with a calm face: "Second Lieutenant Bert, this is my company, is there anything wrong with me staying with my soldiers?" Bert saw that Wickham's face was not very good-looking, and then he knew that his tone just now was misunderstood, so he hurriedly sneered: "Sir, I didn't mean that, I meant that the front is more dangerous, as the supreme commander of the whole army, you should stay in the rear." By the way, sir, are those two guns deployed? Bert complained about Barnett's deployment of the artillery in the back, and if the artillery had been on the first line of defense, it would not have been so thrilling just now.

Wickham couldn't deny it, in fact, he was also a little embarrassed, he didn't understand anything about artillery. Anyway, those German artillerymen were very professional, and they didn't have to meddle with Barnett themselves at all. So some idle Wickham came over to the first line of defense to see if there were any loopholes in the deployment.

Thanks to the small swamp in front of us, this slowed down the enemy's charge, otherwise seventy yards would not have been enough for the British to fire so many volleys. If the enemy rushes up, the British army will really fall into hand-to-hand combat. Wickham turned around, felt that the whole line of defense was in good place under the arrangement of Captain Stanley, a veteran, and that there was nothing to pay attention to, so he returned to the artillery position behind the village. According to the battle plan set yesterday, Ghanaians passing through the village will be treated to a "metal storm" here.

After a while, the Ghanaians launched a second charge again. Compared with the last time, their tactics have basically not changed, and they are still rushing upwards in a swarm. It's just that the deep and shallow mud under their feet always keeps them from speeding. Through the battle just now, the rookies of the Marine Corps finally calmed down, and there was no longer a panicked expression on their faces, and they were quite rhythmic in loading and shooting.

Smith raised his gun and aimed it at the brave man at the front of the Ghanaians, calmly waiting for the officer to give the order to open fire. Half an hour ago, these tall black warriors with murderous faces had indeed frightened the honest blacksmith. And now, he is very disdainful of this kind of brainless. The most courageous and forward-charging person is always the fastest to die. This is what Lieutenant Wickham would say, a man with "well-limbed limbs and a simple mind," Smith thought.

After Bert shouted the order to fire, Smith quickly pulled the trigger. The black warrior just now seemed to realize something, and hurriedly raised the wooden shield in his hand as a defense. It's just that he didn't expect that the animal skin wooden shield, which could easily defend against iron arrows, was directly pierced by the high-speed projectile. The deformed buckshot tumbled and shot into the body of the Ghanaian warrior, stirring up the internal organs directly! This kind of deformed lead bullet is not easy to penetrate the human body and is easy to cause the greatest damage to the human body. This black warrior, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, stared at the big eyes like copper bells, and fell unwillingly in the swamp.

In the smoke of gunpowder, Smith seemed to see the fall of the tower man opposite. But he didn't have time to think about anything else, so he mechanically handed the smoothbore to the man behind him, and took another loaded smoothbore gun. The Marines are working more and more smoothly in front and behind, like a high-speed killing machine.

Because of the unique geographical location of this small village, the Amo coalition army had to break through the British defense line only from the front, which made the Ghanaians shed blood. Second Lieutenant Barnett held a telescope and observed the situation of the frontal battlefield, and his heart was very anxious. In every man's heart, there is a hidden element of violence, and in the telescope, Bert's guy is proudly holding a command knife, constantly giving orders to the soldiers of the platoon to shoot. Barnett was itching to see it, and he couldn't wait to direct the whole platoon of soldiers to kill him.

But Barnett always felt that something was wrong in the woods to his right, as if someone was sneaking inside. Thinking of this possibility, Barnett was wary, but he still didn't pay much attention to it. Even if the Amo coalition sent infantry to make a detour from the flank, it would only be a refueling tactic and would not have any effect at all. Barnett, who had always been cautious, weighed the pros and cons, and finally ordered his platoon to get ready, just in case.

Captain Stanley rode his military horse, constantly patrolling back and forth behind the breastwork. Although ten more people on our side were wounded by arrows, the overall situation was still good, and the Mossi were unable to break through the first line of defense despite their best efforts. This made him reassured, thinking that the ambush on the right and the artillery in the rear were really wasted, and if they were all pulled to the front line, the firepower would be stronger.

Suddenly, Captain Stanley felt only a slight vibration on the ground, which made him feel a sense of déjà vu after having seen the Polish lancers charge. Ruhl was also surprised that some small stones on the breastwork had fallen to the ground in the tremor! Soon, the British army was taken aback by this shock: they saw a group of Ghanaian cavalry rushing out of the grove on the right, rushing towards this side! In the era when machine guns did not appear, cavalry with high-speed maneuverability and penetration ability had an absolute advantage over infantry.

The number of Ghanaian cavalry was not very large, only a hundred to ride. However, at such a short distance, the British could fire at most a salvo, and these cavalry could rush to the breastwork. Captain Stanley suddenly remembered the strange trench that Lieutenant Wickham called the "traffic trench". Yesterday the slaves dug for the afternoon to dig the trench to the back of the village.

Captain Stanley suddenly realized that if the soldiers retreated in the "communication trench", then the cavalry would be much less of a threat to the retreat process. Thinking about the role of the trench, Captain Stanley decisively gave the order to retreat from the trench to the back of the village!

Ruhl and Smith were also frightened by the shaky cavalry charge, and after hearing the officer's order to retreat, they hurriedly turned and jumped into the trench. In less than ten seconds, the Ghanaian cavalry had crossed the breastwork and cut down several British soldiers who could not afford to jump into the trenches. The Ghanaian infantry behind was not blocked by the dense barrage of British troops, and the speed of movement suddenly increased, and the first line of defense was about to be lost.

Barnett, who had been lurking on the flank, was also taken aback by this incident. Only then did he realize the importance of the covert firepower deployment on the flanks, and he also had a little more admiration for Wickham. Seeing that the British soldiers on the first line of defense had withdrawn into the trenches, Barnett was not afraid of accidentally injuring his own people, and hurriedly gave the order to open fire.

Before the Amo coalition could rejoice, they were blinded by the sudden fire from the flanks. The cavalry, which lost speed because they were busy preventing the British from retreating from the communication trenches, suddenly became the best target in the eyes of the British troops on the flank! The British army, which had been preparing for a long time, quickly fired three volleys, and the cavalry of the hundred or so men was half crippled. The British troops in the trench took advantage of this gap and successfully withdrew to the back of the village.

At this time, the Ghanaian infantry also climbed over the breastwork, and the first line of defense was lost. When Ensign Barnett saw that the main force had withdrawn to the village, he knew that his mission had been completed, so he led his subordinates to withdraw to the chest wall behind the village, and the firepower of the second line of defense had been strengthened.

Wickham, who had a full view of the entire battle situation, patted his chest and secretly said that if it weren't for the ambush placed on the flank, the British army would have fallen into chaos with the full force of the Ghanaian cavalry just now. No one expected that the Ghanaians would advance a small squad of cavalry along the woods to such a close place! Fortunately, the cavalry was very slow in the forest, and it only began to accelerate the charge when it came out of the forest, which gave the British enough time to react.

The soldiers who had withdrawn from the front looked frightened, and under the reprimand of the officers, they quickly formed a line behind the second breastwork and re-established the defensive line. In front of the main road out of the village were two three-pounder cannons loaded with grapeball, ready to meet the Moses head-on.

The scattered buildings in the village had a certain impact on the assembly of the Amo United soldiers. It took a while for the infantry, led by the remnants of the cavalry, to pounce on the second line of defense of the British army from the main road of the village! Because the road in the village was a little narrow, the Amo coalition forces were all crowded together, and the whole scene seemed chaotic.

Wickham's palms were sweating, and he knew that the most critical time for this battle had come, whether to eat meat or, it was up to him this time! At a hundred meters from the breastwork of the Ghanaians, two three-pounder guns began to speak first! Accompanied by the dull sound of cannons, nearly two hundred small projectiles spun out from the muzzle of the cannon at high speed!

The Ghanaian cavalry in front of them were directly beaten into blood gourds by the dense projectiles, and the road was scarlet. Because the formation of the Ghanaians was so dense, the two guns fired only once, and there were heavy casualties at the entrance of the small village, and nearly forty people fell to the ground in an instant, screaming like the ghosts of hell.

The offensive of the Amo coalition army was a pause, and they did not expect that the British army had hidden two rear guns behind the village. After the appearance of the high priest of the princely state of Moxi, the native soldiers quickly rushed towards the British army with blood-red eyes! Wickham secretly screamed that these Ghanaians, inspired by the religious spirit, are really dead!

Soon, the second line of defense, which concentrated all the men and horses of the British army, soon fired several rounds of more dense salvos, nailing the Mossi to the entrance of the village! In less than ten minutes of the battle, the entrance of the small village was already full of corpses, like a meat grinder that was constantly devouring minced meat!

Seeing that his side had suffered heavy casualties, the commander of the Amo coalition changed his offensive strategy. Ghanaian fighters no longer rush towards the entrance of the village, but weave through the cracks in the buildings on the edge of the village. This change in tactics dispersed the forces of the Mossi, but at the same time dispersed the firepower of the British army. After the enemy appeared in multiple directions, Wickham felt the pressure double, and several times the Ghanaians rushed to the front, but fortunately, Captain Stanley commanded the Hessian mercenaries, and with a bayonet, drove the blacks who broke through the line back.

Under the control of the artillery, the two three-pounder cannons were turned into weapons of mass destruction at close range, and wherever there were many people, they would shoot a shuttle and scatter bombs at them, and everywhere they went, they were all broken arms and limbs, and rivers of blood flowed like rivers. In the end, under such an efficient slaughter, the Ghanaians finally couldn't resist the fear in their hearts, threw down their spears, and ran backwards! Wickham put down the monoculars in his hand heavily, thinking to himself that the perseverance of these African big brothers is really extraordinary, and they only retreated when the battle damage reached forty percent, which is stronger than the average army.

Now the Amo coalition army has only been defeated, but not defeated, and if they are regrouped, an army of no less than 4,000 men will appear again. So Wickham can't give the Ghanaians a chance to breathe, and the British army must disperse this army completely in one go. Turning these thoughts around, Wickham drew his saber at his waist and shouted to the soldiers: "Gentlemen, the barbarians are retreating, and we must not let them escape." Grab the guns in your hands and let these barbarians tremble under the guns of the United Kingdom of Britain! ”

Captain Stanley and other officers were stunned by Wickham's actions. Under such circumstances, it is already very difficult to repel an enemy more than ten times that of oneself, and isn't it only in vain to rush out like this to increase casualties? But the Supreme Commander rushed out, and Captain Stanley had no choice but to let his mercenaries follow the charge of the Marine Corps.