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Wednesday, August 16, 1634.

Even in the height of summer, the average temperature on the island of Ireland is less than 20 degrees, and the small town of Killarney is still cool and comfortable. Herds of cattle and sheep are wriggling leisurely on the green hillside pastures, and more than a dozen horse-drawn wagons are nervously loading stacks of wheat on the nearby wheat fields for transport to the nearby wheat fields.

But a harvest season that should have been joyful is very depressing at this time. The people of Killarney, who were always busy, looked back at the Rose Manor in the distance with an inexplicable look of panic, and did not bend down again until they were sure that they were all right.

Another group of English cavalry marched up the northern avenue, and the leading aristocratic officers gazed arrogantly and greedily at the fields, orchards, and pastures on both sides of the avenue, while the cavalry behind them stared at the occasional Irish woman with red-eyed eyes.

They were the English Raiders sent to Cork County in the north by the city of Trelli, and according to the agreement reached between the two sides, the Killarney Territory would provide them with some military supplies to deal with their supply problems for suppressing the insurgents in the famine-stricken Irish lands. But the premise is that when the army passes by, it must not harass the local people, or destroy and loot local goods and property.

Lady Killarney is well-known throughout Ireland, and although it is said to have been given to the nobles by King Charles I of England only for the purpose of obtaining financial aid from China and the United States, anyone can sense a deep contempt and dislike for the English people in the eyes of this beautiful lady.

Casual incursions against people along the route were commonplace among the English army, and despite the fact that the army's top boss in Dublin, the Earl of Stratford, repeatedly wrote letters to Dai Qingqing to assure Dai Qingqing, there were several vicious cases of robbery in the villages around Killarney. The Killarney mercenary guards, which numbered only a hundred people, obviously could not guarantee the safety of all villages, and Dai Qingqing himself could only grit his teeth and endure this.

A cavalryman of the Guards rushed from the south of the avenue with a body of mud, and as if no one was looking, he rushed past the slow-moving southward English cavalry and turned in the direction of the Rose Manor. Such a hurried and wolfish appearance made the English cavalry laugh contemptuously in amazement. In their eyes, it must have been their allies who were "slightly" active. Ate some cheap somewhere in front.

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Not far from the large balcony on the south side of the Rose Manor, a small boat quietly tethered to the Rose Lake, the end of the direction of the bow of the boat is the Rose Peninsula, if in normal times, Dai Qingqing will sit on this small boat to swim in the Rose Lake, and then when passing by the Peninsula copper mines, accept the cheers and salutes of the miners. But now, whether it is a small boat or the Rose Peninsula in the distance, there is not a single figure in sight.

“…… That's it, Captain Donnacius had built a temporary retreat of the Irish to the south bank of the Bandon River to rest. Perhaps with the terrain there, they could defend themselves against a counterattack by the English, but only if they had enough supplies for three thousand men for a month. ”

A man dressed as an ordinary guard mercenary wiped his sweat and cautiously looked at the scenery from the balcony Dai Qingqing and Dai Botong reported the latest battle situation in South Cork County.

"They should have evacuated Cork City a long time ago, it's a trap. But Captain Donasius was not the commander of the Irish Resistance after all, and it was difficult for him to convince the Irishmen who got carried away. The intelligence officer left, and Dai Botong turned his head to look at the map on the coffee table, his brows furrowed slightly, "I have stayed under Cork City for more than half a month." Forcefully put the England who were heading south in the direction of Trelli to the side. It's easy to send out a supply team to intercept it now, hey......"

"The English army reinforcing Cork City was really commanded by Cromwell?" Dai Qingqing looked at the southeast direction, and her face was also ugly. seems to remember the conversation with Zhou Kemin many years ago when he was touring the scenery on the Thames River in London, "I said that I should kill this person earlier, but you have to say that this person should be kept in England to cause a civil war...... Captain Donnasiu: They are already surrounded, and they can't withdraw at all. It's hard to get our supplies in! ”

"Ireland's best chance is not now, it's in a few years, and it's a given. But it was messed up by the Irish themselves. Qingqing, you better not worry, wait for the news. Dai Botong knew that the woman in front of him had regarded the Irish resistance army as "her own family", and was very dissatisfied with the original Irish support march of the Ministry of Defense and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

"Yes, I can't rush, but how do you want me to calm down? Just yesterday, these English, who had come south from the north, had robbed an entire village of food and raped several women! Didn't you negotiate with them? Did you promise me? Dai Qingqing turned around sharply and stared at Dai Botong, with an angry face, "In your eyes, the Irish are all chess pieces, and they are all the objects of your game!" ”

"I'm sorry, Qingqing, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs does have limited energy......" Dai Botong sighed deeply.

"I know you've been helping me, maybe there's a lot of money in the country that I can't wait for you to force me back......" Dai Qingqing said in a low tone, looking around at the thousands of acres of territory around her, and a tear quietly remained, "How useful am I, what am I doing...... What else can be done......"

It seems that a quarrel is about to happen, and this result usually happens sometime after Dai Qingqing's feelings are low. Dai Botong was about to face the other party's love next, when a gunshot rang out in his ears.

The two people on the balcony were stunned and turned their heads in the direction of the gunshots, but they were no longer in the balcony observation direction. After a while, footsteps were heard, and the tall European guard captain walked onto the balcony with a hint of melancholy.

"Miss Daline, a squad of English soldiers has blocked the gates of the manor, and we have stopped them!" The captain of the guard took out a letter from his pocket and respectfully handed it to Dai Qingqing, "It is said to be a letter from a gentleman named Cromwell from the English army in the south. ”

A few minutes later, the letter in Dai Qingqing's hand quietly landed, and the whole person looked at the south blankly, his face pale.

"The camouflaged supply convoy was intercepted by the English army in the middle of the road, and it was revealed that it was sent by Killarney territory...... Cromwell had launched a general assault two days earlier, and the Irish had been almost completely annihilated...... Captain Donasius: They're probably all killed......"

"Miss Dai Lin! Come on! ”

Dai Qingqing's eyes were dark, and his body collapsed to the side, but Dai Botong reacted quickly and hugged Dai Qingqing's body directly in front of the captain of the guard.

"Captain Enke, assemble the guards at once, no matter what means are taken. No English were allowed to enter the manor! Get everyone ready to evacuate! Dai Botong hugged Dai Qingqing, who had fainted, and gave the most severe order to the captain of the guard beside him.

"Yes!" The captain of the guard had a cold light in his eyes, and after a straight salute, he strode out of the balcony.

……

At this time, more than 60 miles southeast of Killarney's Rose Estate, on the south bank of the Bandon River, an English army of up to 6,000 men was resting, and on the bank of the river north of the barracks, there was still a mess of battlefield.

In the Battle of the Bandon River the day before yesterday, as many as 2,000 Irish rebel soldiers were killed and wounded, and more than 1,000 were captured. Very few have escaped. And this qiē was made by an Englishman named Cromwell.

If the footage could be played back, even the officers of the Chinese Army would have been amazed at the self-defeating horizontal line infantry tactics of the English army, which had reinforced Cork from the sea.

The English army, armed with at least 4,000 21b flintlock rifles, was the latest batch of reinforcements that Charles I and the National Assembly had asked Cromwell to bring to Ireland. Cromwell had seen the power of this weapon in the Dutch battlefield, and he changed the tactics of his army this time, and it took two months to prepare for the troops to fight.

Although the Irish fought stubbornly, Cromwell's superiority in strength was simply too great. And the tactics are strikingly similar to those of the Irish. Captain Donasius was eventually impaled in the chest by the advancing English cavalry in the battle to keep the array undefeated, and lay with incredulous eyes on his highly-hoped homeland, along with a number of non-commissioned officers of the Chinese Army who had volunteered to come to Ireland.

But the worst thing is not the death of a group of Chinese and American Army officers and soldiers who concealed their identities. Instead, a camouflaged supply convoy from the direction of Killarney was intercepted by the English army, and a frightened local radical minor Irish nobleman directly confessed to the logistical support of the Irish rebels from Killarney's territory.

Although they were not Chinese-Americans, their confessions directly threw Killarney's territory and Dai Qingqing and others in front of Cromwell's board.

Looking to the northwest at what is said to be "the most prosperous in all of Ireland", the 35-year-old Cromwell sneered at the corner of his mouth.

He was not from a traditional aristocratic family. Nor was he a professional soldier, and as the son of a wealthy squire, Cromwell was a Puritan from an early age. That revolutionary piety led him to the political path of fighting for the rights of the Puritans, and at the age of 30 he became a member of the National Assembly, firmly opposing the English royal family.

Last year's Scottish Bishops' War and the Irish rebellion earlier this year finally disrupted Charles I's position, and the National Assembly took much of the state power from the King of England ahead of schedule. But the entanglement with the king was still a "family matter" after all, and the rebellion in Ireland was intolerable to the Kingdom of England from any point of view.

This time, Cromwell not only inspired the National Assembly with his speech, but even personally applied to lead the army to counter the rebellion, perhaps even he did not realize that his actions allowed him to show the ability of a good military commander in advance, and even if history is not variable, he will still become the protector of England in the future.

"An American female liar who deceived the entire kingdom of England! The sins she committed against Ireland far exceeded the tens of thousands of pounds she had paid back to the king! On behalf of the righteous forces of the Kingdom of England, I will arrest this American woman! This was the first thing Cromwell said when he was given the content of the interrogation.

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At night, on the valley road to Port Kenmare a convoy of more than a hundred horse-drawn carriages was moving south like a snail in the crowd with torches. In addition to carrying a large amount of goods removed from Killarney Town or Rose Manor, the convoy was accompanied by a number of Irish people.

Behind them, the winding hills and forests had blocked the view, but the light and shadow of the fire were still dimly visible. The English army from the northern city of Corelli had basically taken control of Killarney's territory, and there were even a large number of English troops from the southeast County Cork, and the Irish inhabitants of Killarney had finally been reduced to meat on the board of the English army after a fearless struggle.

Crying and cursing rose and fell in the convoy, old men looked back with tears as their homes had been destroyed, young women shivered with their children, and more young men with pitchforks gritted their teeth.

"Sir, we're three miles to Kenmare Harbor. The ships of the European Intelligence Division are already waiting there. But with only two ships, we could not take more people. There is also confusion among the inhabitants of the port of Kenmmel, and I am afraid we must leave as much as we can. A MIA agent dressed as a mercenary of the Guards came up to a carriage and whispered to the woman behind the curtain.

Dai Qingqing had no expression on her face at this time, and just sat in the dark carriage blankly. Gunshots could be heard faintly in the valley behind him, and it was Dai Botong and some of the Manor Guard mercenaries covering the retreat of the convoy.

"Let's bring some more people to support Mr. Dai." Dai Qingqing touched the revolver at his side below, and his heart calmed down a little.

"Yes, sir."

The cavalry had gone away, and then in the darkness of the night came the grumbling of passengers of a carriage that had fallen into a barricade because they could not see the road clearly.

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In the valley, nearly 100 mercenaries in leather armor are leaning on makeshift barricades. Defend against the pursuing English army.

Although the domestic army has been equipped with Type 30A rifles on a large scale, and even organ machine guns are being replaced by Type 32A revolvers, the Killarney Guards still use old Type 22A rifles.

Even so, the Killarney Guard is one of the best equipped on the entire island of Ireland. In the afternoon breakout battle, hundreds of English officers and soldiers monitoring Rose Manor were defeated by the sudden and powerful firepower of the manor guards, but then an English army from the south of Corelli City joined the pursuit of Dai Qingqing and others, which made the cover pressure of the guards increase sharply.

"Mr. Dai. The organ machine guns were running out of ammunition, but I don't think the English would be so foolish as to continue storming our defenses in the dark, and perhaps we could retreat to catch up with the convoy. The stout captain of the guard walked to a campfire behind the fortifications and spoke to a young Chinese man with a revolver in his hand.

"Be prepared to destroy weapons and retreat." Dai Botong opened the magazine of the Type 31 revolver in his hand. Stuff the last few brass shell bullets into the bullet hole, twist your wrist, and reset the magazine.

"It's England! Here they are again! ”

In the darkness of the night ahead, the light of torches lit up again. The mercenaries who had blocked the fortifications pulled their bolts one after another, and the last cartridges of bullets were lifted next to the only organ.

However, the imaginary attack did not appear immediately, less than two hundred meters away on the mountain road. A group of Englishmen with torches were pushing a low cart slowly towards the fortifications.

"It's a cannon! Beware of concealment! The captain of the guard was the first to react, and let out a hoarse shout.

Before he could finish speaking, a cloud of orange-red fire erupted from the cart, but with a time difference of a few tenths of a second, the fortifications blocking the middle of the valley were enveloped by a large field of sonic shotguns.

Miserable shouts reverberated in the valley, and the broken corpses were everywhere inside and outside the fortifications, and the wounded who had broken their arms and legs rolled on the ground in pain. More than 10 mercenaries were torn apart by the swarming shrapnel, several mercenaries with bursting brains fell to the ground without even making a sound, and a dozen others were injured by different strokes.

The organ machine gun collapsed and crawled on the fortifications, and the machine gunners around it had long since been killed, and some parts had collapsed on one side, apparently damaged by the shotgun fire just now. However, the mercenaries after the fortifications still took advantage of the opponent's reloading time to launch a counterattack, and the 22A rifle knocked the Englishman who tried to approach after the shelling on his back.

"Mr. Dai! Mr. Dai is injured! ”

A mercenary, unharmed by the rain of shotguns, had just gotten up from the ground when he saw the young man beside him clutching his stomach with a pale face.

"Mr. Dai, can you hold on? The captain is dead! Another mercenary ran over, took out a medical disinfectant cotton bag from his waist, tore it open and pressed it directly on Dai Botong's stomach.

"Retreat...... Put the explosives ......" The blood had stained his entire abdomen, but Dai Botong still gritted his teeth and pointed to several key corners with a trembling hand, "You are in charge of commanding, taking the wounded, and retreating to Kenmare Harbor." ”

Perhaps because of the promise that their families could immigrate to Huamei in the future, nearly 10 seriously wounded mercenaries with broken legs or arms have come to their senses and have taken the initiative to serve as the truncated queens. The remaining mercenaries carried Dai Botong on stretchers and quietly withdrew to the south. (To be continued)