Chapter 270: One Thousand Three Hundred, and a General

The morale of the Vietnamese soldiers was high. Two thousand old Vietnamese soldiers armed with swords and guns shouted and roared and rushed to the front line like a tide! The ravines of the times made the white-knuckle warfare, which seemed cruel to Westerners, a normal fight in the eyes of the old Vietnamese army at this time.

The small Vietnamese soldiers with their spears and the French rifles with bayonets were fighting!

Francis. Garnier, who was no longer in the rear, stood in the position of the stormtrooper's sortie, listening to the reports of the front-line officers. According to the front-line officers, almost every French soldier who fell, if it was a Vietnamese, was stabbed to death two or three or more! But if the battle is against the Chinese, then the surprising ratio is not up to 1 to 1.

"They are equipped with a lot of pistols, and the battle formation is triangular, and the white-edged battle is very good." A lieutenant colonel officer said this to Francis. Garnier said. "And their will to fight, it's terrible. It seems that everyone is not afraid of life and death, and is not afraid of death! ”

With a loud "boom", a rocket landed at a distance from Francis. Garnier was more than two hundred meters ahead. So far away, the rain curtain is divided, Francis. Garnier and the people around him were simply unaware. But the moment the rocket exploded, that bright spark made Francis. Garnier saw it clearly.

Francis. Garnier frowned, his face very stern. Under the heavy rain, he found that the advantage of artillery fire he had was too much offset by natural conditions. Compared with the great power possessed by the Chinese army, it is not much of an advantage in moving and firing quickly.

This time the battle lasted a full hour and a half, and finally ended with the retreat of the French army. However, as the French retreated, shells as dense as raindrops rained down on the positions. If you can't take it with manpower, then take it with absolute firepower.

However, the heavy rain has not stopped yet! This makes Francis. Garnier was in a terrible mood. Especially when he found that the gunfire behind the main battlefield had stopped at some point......

The gunfire died down, and the war ended. What does this mean?

Was it a noble French general who died in battle? Were more than 600 French soldiers killed? Or are they all captured?

God, Francis. Garnier couldn't imagine what kind of punishment he would have at home after the war! Perhaps retiring with an honor is the best outcome for yourself in the future!

A captain staff officer gasped and ran to Francis in a wolf style. In front of Garnier, he said loudly, "Your Excellency! In today's four charges, we have lost a total of 430 soldiers, and more than 200 have been lightly wounded, and they are in dire need of a clean environment to receive medical treatment. ”

Francis. Garnier closed his eyes in pain, 1,300 people, a total of only 3,000 French soldiers, and he himself had 1,300 killed, wounded and captured in this day alone, as well as a general!

"Stand back!" These two words appear in Francis' immediately after 'failure'. The bottom of Garnier's heart!

However, as Frost considered, Francis. Garnier also thought of the cavalry unit under Liu Xian. If you encounter the assault of that cavalry when you are retreating, you really won't have any reputation left.

Francis. Garnier was well aware that the meaning of this battle had been instilled in the minds of all French soldiers by him many days earlier. Now that a battalion led by Frost, and the vanguard before it, more than 600 people are still 'missing', and if they retreat at this moment, what will the soldiers think?

At that time, who will have the fighting spirit to fight the pursuers to the end? Francis. Having been in Vietnam for so many years, Garnier knows that there is an old saying in the East - defeat is like a mountain. I really encountered a cavalry assault when the troops were retreating, and I couldn't help myself what happened at that time.

Moreover, there were so many artillery and baggage vehicles in the troops, as well as more than 200 new wounded......

Can't retreat, the French army really can't retreat at this moment!

"Damn the rain, damn the rainy season in Vietnamβ€”" Francis. Garnier had never hated the rain so much as he had at this moment. The pouring rain outside completely disrupted his plans.

On the opposite side of the position, with the troubled Francis. Garnier, on the contrary, Liu Xian is in love with this heavy rain. Today's battle shows that there is nothing wrong with one's choice. Fighting the French in the heavy rain, the absolute strength of the French artillery group became mediocre.

And under the cover of the rain, the French did not find the direction of the detour at all. Now that all the soldiers of the Xiangfa Department have been put in place, the French have fallen into Liu Xian's pocket.

Although on this night, Xiang Fabu was discovered by the French. Francis. Garnier's face became embarrassed, because Qin Jun appeared behind them, regardless of whether Qin Jun had the ability to eat the French army in one bite or not, it also proved that Liu Xian was making such a plan and had already put it into practice.

Three thousand French troops, Liu Xian actually planned to eat them all, in Francis. In Garnier's view, this was the greatest humiliation to him, to Frost, to France.

"Damn the Chinese, they seem to have forgotten the lesson that the empire gave them thirteen years ago." Annoyed Francis. Garnier, even forgetting that France is no longer an empire, but a republic.

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Borg felt as if he was lying in a wave of water, the icy 'lake' soaking every inch of his skin, making him almost freeze. He didn't know that he was bleeding all the time, and the so-called freezing was completely due to his excessive bleeding and cold body.

Although the place where he lay was really bad. Only a tarp on the head was tied to four poles. He couldn't hear that he was moaning unconsciously, softly like a child.

It was dark, but Qin Jun's military doctor didn't have time to bandage him. There are too many of my own people who have been injured today. The French prisoners of war had to wait until they were healed, and they had to wait until the medical battalion had finished disposing of the wounded Vietnamese soldiers!

Borg stopped moaning and was completely silent. He didn't know how long his unconscious state lasted. Suddenly he felt that he was still alive, his limbs were cold, and his head was shattered in sharp pain, and it was very uncomfortable.

"Is it dark? Why can't you see the stars? Is it still raining? Where am I? It was something that came to his mind one after another.

"Damn. We seem to have failed! He thought about it. Yes, Major Oldman was killed in battle, and I seem to have been affected by the Chinese shells......" The last image of Borg's mind before he was mixed up was a loud roar and his whole body being swept away. "But where am I? Captured? ”

He began to prick up his ears, and then he heard the voice of his familiar French. His eyes began to refocus, and he could see clearly that there was a layer of cloth above his head. It is this layer of cloth that allows me to support myself in the face of heavy rain and still be alive. What I unconsciously thought of as the 'lake', which was the bed I was lying on, was completely wet. Although the cloth kept the rain out, it was still dripping, and I was very unlucky to lie under a droplet. The sheets, clothes, and straw mats under him were completely soaked.

"For God's sake, save him. He's dying! ”

It's his friend, Henry's voice. Borg turned his head to look at Henry with all his might.

"Oh God. Look, he's not dead, he's alive. Save him, he's a father of four. He also has a wife, and elderly parents. ”

Borg knew who Henry was talking about, and that was himself. He also saw Henry, who had one arm wounded and had only been lightly bandaged.

But what puzzled him was why Henry was also talking to a Caucasian person. Henry spoke French, which he understood perfectly.

Lowaisky walked up to Borg, "Soldier, thank God for waking you up at this time." And don't forget to thank your friends, you have a real friend! ”

Lowaiski's Chinese name is Roy, and over the years, he has become fluent in Chinese. And as the deputy chief instructor of the artillery unit of the Qin army, his position is comparable to that of the captain, and he has entered the middle level of the Qin army. R1152