Chapter 217: It's Useless, One Corn Cob a Day Is Not Enough?
As for the new invention of the Emperor's Majesty, of course, those weapons, the first army prefers the gun, that is, the Gatling that the human flesh generator is carrying, and the third army, that is, the old road of the fog wind, they are not too interested in the kind of things that once made their army in the limelight in Yuma Town.
The main reason is that the reputation is not good, and that thing is called a second shot man, can this be endured?
However, after the improvement, that is, the current ammunition has been replaced with smokeless gunpowder, which greatly increases the working time of the electric Gatling, at least it will not shoot in seconds, but this time is not too long, it can be played for 10 minutes at most, if you play more, the bullet will be gone, and the barrel will also have problems.
This time was still not long enough, so the Third Army, which was dominated by Chinese, preferred to use another new invention of His Majesty the Emperor, that is, the hand grenade!
Of course, General Qiē Bazin didn't know, and if he knew what that flying thing was called, he wouldn't have made a noise for that bastard Frei to attack Guanajuato.
Bang! Bang! Bang...... The extremely dense explosion sounded in Bazin's ears, it was really ear, because he was already lying on the ground!
Just before that, Bazin rushed to the edge of Querétaro as a vanguard, and immediately after, Bazin felt that Frey had found it, but before long, there was a buzz in the sky.
It's all the scythe of death, oh no, darts in the ass!
There were shells, there was a kind of bomb that I couldn't name, and these things flew like raindrops anyway. There's nowhere to hide. But it's okay though. Bazin was very experienced and fell to the ground as fast as he could.
At the beginning, Bazin was still there carrying out the duties of a commander, and he was still shouting to his men, you must get out of the way, get down quickly, but it didn't take long for him to stop shouting.
Because there is no need to shout. He is surrounded by dead people, and who will listen to him?
A long-lost sense of fear appeared in Bazin's heart, and he had never been so afraid for many years!
But now there is an important question, that is, why did I, Bazin, a veteran, a battle-hardened veteran, go into the encirclement of the enemy?
It shouldn't be!
This doesn't make sense!
Bazin can be said to be very entangled in this question. Because he is definitely not a novice, he can swear to God. He did what he should do, reconnaissance, temptation, and did it, but in the end he still walked into the encirclement of others!
Ahh
"Bazin! You bastard! Bastard! ”
The screams that kept appearing were mixed with a few words of scolding the mother, but this one is different now, because this is what Frey shouted!
"Villain!" Bazin actually knew what Frey was thinking, he knew that Frey wanted to harm himself, but however, the current situation really can't be said to be revenge, if this continues, the power of the empire in Mexico ......
"My God!" Thinking of this, Bazin's head was covered with beads of sweat, and he thought of the men he had sent to the south before, and the new General Magnan would definitely lead a large army to come, so what would be their fate?
Can it be better than the north side of Querétaro?
Bazin didn't believe that the French army in the south would do anything, because there was a Magnan, an Almont, and maybe a Maximiliano, and if these three guys appeared together, it would be an absolute disaster for the army.
So now......
Yes! Yes! Bang! Bang!
The screams continued, the explosions continued, but Frey's voice was gone.
It is very likely that that guy has already been blown up, it is definitely not easy to live under such heavy artillery fire, you need God's favor!
Anyway, Bazin thought it was all cannons, all cannonballs.
But what now?!
It is already desperate, there is no possibility of victory at all, the power of the French army in Mexico is afraid to be greatly hit, and his own general, those previous things, the reason for this war, this qiē, he is finished!
"No!" Bazin hugged his head and shouted, he didn't want to die, he didn't want to be finished, he wanted to go back to France, France, that was where he should be, and he wanted to get back all the things he had lost today!
Bazin had made up his mind, he had wanted to kill himself for a moment, but now, he wanted to live, so he began to move, crawling......
"Immeasurable...... Oh, God...... This ......" Fog Wind Old Dao is observing the situation on the battlefield in the position at this time, this situation is simply good, it can't be better!
The enemy walked into his encirclement, and those guys were like blind people!
But though, what the fog wind wants to shout most now is.
“ALL-HAIL-LEE!” When I heard that this sentence was finished, the whole person was refreshed, and it seemed, hiss, it was quite effective!
Misty Wind took a breath, maybe he was on the battlefield now, but he felt that the air at this time was enjoyable.
This qiē is all because of that emperor, that guy is simply too powerful, he is definitely a man of destiny!
Just before this battle began, Li Mengyang had some guidance for the defense line in the north of Querétaro, that is, our current soldiers were wearing green military uniforms.
What is this green uniform for?
Come, go and squat in the woods...... Okay, you can if you want...... Okay, look, can you see him?!
This was defined by the Emperor as 'camouflage protective color', and the fog wind soon understood that everyone used their clothes to hide themselves in the woods, and that position or something was also set up here.
Although, this mosquito, bug or something, is really powerful, and many soldiers have been bitten into wounded, but now!
It's all worth it, it's all worth it!
How many people are there?
The old man of the fog wind didn't count, because he couldn't count them, but these guys walked into the encirclement like this, and then everyone began to throw grenades desperately, **, naturally they are mortars, but this thing is really good, but ......
"Report! The artillerymen said there were no more shells! ”
"it!"
That's right, there aren't many shells, mainly because I didn't bring much with me when I came to Mexico, and the toss along the way, Querétaro had more than 700 shells left before, and the foggy wind grabbed things very much, and directly took more than 500 rounds.
But now, it's gone, it's gone!
"Sue the troops!" Wufeng really meant a bit of a fierce general in the army at this time, "All the brothers are ready, everyone take out the bayonets!" ”
"Bayonet?!"
"Look at what? Go down and give orders! ”
“YES-SIR!”
To be honest, this guy is also interesting, the army of the American Empire has never used a bayonet to fight to this day, this guy is ......
In fact, the old road of fog wind had already understood that there were not many people in the encirclement standing, so he ......
"Comrades, rush!"
"Rush!"
"For the Empire!"
The soldiers of the American Empire rushed down like tigers descending from the mountains, and those French soldiers were ...... at this time
There are not many people who even say surrender, even if they are immortal, they are all stunned by the scene just now......
However, when the Imperial sergeant rushed down, Bazin, the general who was moving a little, seized the opportunity, and he rolled in the grass with a lazy donkey, and at this time, he finally understood why he had walked into the encirclement so stupidly.
Those damn guys are all green!
In the encirclement, the battle at this time is almost over, the dense 'artillery fire' just now, so that the French have no temper at all, they are willing to be prisoners, especially many people still ask, how many artillery are there in your American Empire?
However, the sergeants of the American Empire rarely understood, and fortunately, there were some prisoners before, and at this time a few English-speaking soldiers were following the troops, acting as interpreters.
"Hurry up! Clean up the battlefield! ”
"What about the generals?"
"That ......" Wufeng really wanted to give an order at this time and kill all these guys directly, but however, Emperor Xià had specifically mentioned before, we can't kill the prisoners, we have to treat them preferentially.
Why do you need preferential treatment?
Anyway, the fog wind can't figure it out, but the emperor's order, then it must be correct.
"Preferential treatment! Do you understand the preferential treatment! Grab it! Everyone, one corn cob a day! ”
This preferential treatment ......
“YES-SIR!”
A corn cob a day is okay, but what kind of bicycle do you need?
Just when the officers and soldiers of the Third Army led by the old road of Fog Wind were doing these finishing work, an old man wearing very sloppy clothes, and the white pants had turned into black pants at this time, such an old man, he appeared in front of the five Franciscan churches at the foot of Sierra Goda.
"God, I need your help!"
This old man was miserable at this time, and if the French from Mexico were here, he would surely recognize it, wasn't this General Bazin?
What is this general doing in the church?
It's not the main entrance yet!
I saw General Bazin, in a very obscene manner, slip into one of the five churches, and then he found the place where the monks lived, and began to rummage through the cabinets.
"God, my lord. You have given me courage, you have given me life, you have given me milk, you have given me a sword, you have given me ......"
While babbling and changing clothes, Bazin found a brown robe of the Franciscan kind!
The kind of robe with a hat was pretty simple anyway, of course, he had to strip himself naked first, and besides, this guy found a knife and there it was......
Oops!
Shaving his head, this guy accidentally cut his scalp, and now, it seems that there is still a bowl missing.
What is the begging dervishes...... (To be continued......)
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