Sir Lauren Milne and Wangchai Chiang Mai had no impression of who Flutterchana was. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The only thing that is certain is that this Ponchana is related to the attack of the Indian army, and although Ponchana claims to be responsible only for this attack of the Indian army, it is clear that the people in the Ponchana used Enfield rifles, and Sir Lauren Milne can be sure that the rifles used by the people in Ponchana are the same weapons that the Indian army lost on the first day of their arrival in Chiang Mai.

Now that this was certain, Sir Lauren Milne no longer hesitated to mobilize troops to encircle and suppress the so-called "Chiang Mai Free Army".

At night, Chiang Mai is located in a mountain col 15 kilometers from the city of Chiang Mai.

This is the location of the Xujia teak forest, the mountains are high and dense, the terrain is complex, not to mention a hundred and ten people hiding here, even if there are thousands of people, as long as the Indians do not conduct a carpet search, they will not want to find out those hidden people from the dense forest.

In a clearing in the teak forest, more than a dozen tents live next to each other, fences and bonfires around the tents, in the dense forests of Southeast Asia, people are not the biggest danger factor, snakes and insects are more worthy of people's vigilance.

At a campfire in the center of the camp, a dozen Siamese natives were munching on liquor and roast chicken from nowhere.

"Master, your portrait is hung at the gate of the city today, you are now the biggest man in ten miles and eight inches, and it is estimated that it will be famous in Chiang Mai in a few days." A middle-aged man with a revolver on his waist laughed flatteringly.

Since the portrait of Ponchana is hung on the city, it means that the British have officially taken Ponchana as the target, just like the middle-aged man said, in a sense, Ponchana is already a celebrity.

"Do you want to draw like it?" The focus of attention is not quite the same as that of a normal person.

"It's not too similar, if the British follow the people on the map to find it, it is estimated that they can find the next life." After the middle-aged man finished speaking mysteriously, he immediately burst into a burst of laughter.

"Whahaha-ha

This so-called "Chiang Mai Free Army" is actually a group of hooligans, ruffians and scoundrels, and then there are the "thugs" who have been registered on the side of the Provisional Management Committee because they rebelled against the British a while ago, and the number of these people is not very large, now there are only more than 100 people, and they have not undergone formal training, and they cannot talk about the quality of individual soldiers.

"Master, the British have been mobilizing supplies in the past two days, and there are big trucks sent into Chiang Mai City every day, it is estimated that these British people are going to do something to us, do we want to smoke cold and rob something, maybe we can get some British cigars or something." There are people who offer advice, and the greed in their eyes is not disguised.

In fact, everyone around the fire knows that they don't know what luck they have taken, and that someone secretly supports them, otherwise it is not easy for them to ambush a company of Indians, although those Indians are not very capable of fighting, they will always shoot and shoot, much stronger than their rabble.

With the Provisional Council announcing the extermination of the "Chiang Mai Free Army", Sir Lauren Milne has begun to mobilize troops and supplies to prepare for the nip of the so-called "Chiang Mai Free Army". So in the past few days, there are really a lot of supplies concentrated in Chiang Mai, but there are not many troops to escort, which is really tempting.

"Okay, let's set off early tomorrow morning, hijack a few big carts first, and let's drive the foreign meat first—" Pounce immediately agreed, without considering whether his men were capable of completing the task.

The next morning, five kilometers north of Chiang Mai, the official road, which is the main transportation route between Chiang Mai and Burma, the British who want to deliver supplies to Chiang Mai must pass through it to Chiang Mai before sending it to various parts of northern Siam.

Because it is an important place for transportation, the official road is still quite busy, in the past, there were many merchants coming and going, and there was an endless stream of large cars and small cars, but now although it is not so busy because of the war, it is still often possible to see horse-drawn carriages coming and going.

On the official road, a platoon of Indian soldiers escorted more than a dozen wagons and was heading towards Chiang Mai. These carriages do not look like the common four-wheeled carts of the Republic of China, although they also have four wheels, but because of the simple transmission system and steering settings, they look much lighter than those carts.

Generally speaking, such carriages require four horses to run freely, but perhaps because of the strain of animals, there are only two horses on each cart, and the horses are running at all, and it seems that the progress is quite difficult, and it can be seen that the things pulled on the cart are quite heavy.

It's really heavy, those Indian soldiers didn't follow the carriage, but all sat in the carriage, on average there were three or four people on each carriage, so that the convoy moved more slowly, but those Indian soldiers didn't care much, and no one got out of the car and pushed it because of the slow speed, slow down, this is the consistent tradition of the Indian army.

At this time, it was noon, although it was already spring, but in Siam, where the four seasons were not distinct, the weather was still quite hot at noon, the scorching sun hung overhead, the rice in the fields was depressed, and the soldiers in the carriage were even more drowsy, and they really couldn't lift their spirits.

Bang!

Suddenly, a sharp gunshot rang out.

Followed by the sound of gunfire like popping beans, the air was filled with the smell of gunsmoke, and even bullets could be heard flying past your ears.

At this time, the Indian soldiers finally showed a trace of training, and almost at the first moment of the gunshot, these Indian soldiers rolled off the carriage and hid on the side of the road, and the speed was indeed as cunning.

And that's all.

On the ambush position of the "Chiang Mai Free Army" about 100 meters away from the official road, Pun Cha Na brandished a revolver and shouted loudly: "Hit, beat me hard, beat all those Ah San back to my hometown, and I am not allowed to let go of any of them——"

The members of the Free Army who fluttered around him were still working hard, pulling the bolt of their guns desperately, loading a particle bullet and firing it in the direction of the Indians without stopping.

The rate of fire of the Enfield rifle is still relatively fast, and before the advent of the M-2 rifle, the Enfield rifle was the fastest rifle in the world, and there was no one.

The accumulation of more than 100 rifles was still amazing, and there was a moment when the gunfire was more dense than the machine gun fire, which gave them the greatest courage, and in such a dense firepower attack, those Indians should have suffered heavy casualties.

The facts often do not match people's hopes, and it is only when the members of the Free Army finish firing the bullets in the magazines that they are shocked to find that there are no Indian bodies on the official road.

Not to mention the corpses, not even the bloodstains left by the injuries.

It's really a cheat, 100 people have fired thousands of bullets, and they haven't even hit a single person!

(To be continued.) )