At the same time, the Chinese positions on this side of the thick wall. Ding Huai, the main general of the defenders, was standing on the thick wall, observing all this with a telescope, and Yuan Shikai was standing beside him.

In order to avoid being killed and wounded by the heavy artillery fire of the French army, there were only two infantry battalions with more than 1,000 people defending on the thick wall at this time, and there were also 2,000 Vietnamese Nguyen Son Thu troops. The rest also had about 4,000 troops led by Wei Gang, hiding in the tunnels behind the thick walls.

Ding Huai looked at the tragic scene in the camera, and couldn't help but say to the people next to him: "These Frenchmen, they are really not fucking people, they came up with such a bad idea." ＂

He turned around and ordered his subordinates: "Get ready, as soon as these poor creatures are in range, they will fire together, and it can be regarded as a relief for them." ＂

Soldiers reported that the edge of the minefield, 800 metres away from the thick wall, was at the end of the range and was estimated to be difficult to hit effectively.

Ding Huai sighed: "If you can get a few, count a few." ＂

At this time, Yuan Shikai, who had been silent next to him, put forward a different opinion: "General Ding, in my opinion, there is no need to fight, and let these Vietnamese go to the mines." ＂

Ding Huai was puzzled: "Oh, why is this?" ＂

Yuan Shikai said: "General, please see, the French army is in a hurry to attack the city, and it has already been in chaos, so they are afraid that our army will retaliate, and they dare not torture the Chinese prisoners, so they force the Vietnamese prisoners to go to the mines, which will completely lose the hearts of the Vietnamese people, and finally everyone and God are angry, which Vietnamese are willing to help the French army at that time?" Seeing the tragic fate of these captives, our Vietnamese soldiers will surely share the same hatred for the enemy, and will fight to the death in the future and will never surrender. What's more, how many mines can this person dope? I guess wait a while, when these people are dead, the French will use even more shady tricks, don't forget that there are Vietnamese soldiers in the French camp. In that case, why should we stop it? What's more, those pull-and-shoot thunderbolts can't be dropped. It's better to be calm and wait for the French to play this farce. ＂

Ding Huai listened to it, and was convinced in his heart, this analysis was incisive, and he twisted his beard and smiled: "It makes sense, then I'll watch the play slowly." After speaking, he looked at Yuan Shikai and smiled.

At this time, the farce of the battlefield was being staged, the Vietnamese prisoners who were driven forward, stumbling forward, constantly detonating mines, with the sound of explosions, the ranks continued to move forward in chaos, and the cries, screams, pleadings, angry scolding, and screams in the middle were mixed together endlessly, and even Major General Petain, who was watching from afar, sighed and lowered his head.

Finally, after advancing more than a hundred meters, the poor captives were finally exhausted. Two-thirds of them were killed by landmines, and the remaining one-third, seeing that they were certain to die, simply resisted, and were finally stabbed to death by their own people.

The minefield hasn't been wiped out much, but the cannon fodder is dead, so what's next?

Since the French are already lacking in morality, they simply lack virtue to the end, and Frey's order is very clear: is there no cannon fodder? Aren't there more than a thousand Vietnamese mercenaries? Simply escort to the thunder together!

Frey's logic is: these Vietnamese are not trustworthy anyway, someone has already defected, and others will defect sooner or later, so simply take advantage of it as soon as possible and get rid of some useless baggage.

Frey's crazy decision, which had not been consulted with anyone but Petain who was blindly obedient, would have been opposed by the vast majority. Because the act of selling the allies in this way is worse than mistreating the captives. But Frey believed that as long as the war was won, there would be no problems, and the victor would not be condemned.

So a real miracle of war appeared, and the Vietnamese soldiers, who had just driven their compatriots into the abyss, had just retreated, and were swarmed and disarmed by the French army that followed.

Hundreds of Vietnamese soldiers stood there with their bare hands, and the second monk was confused, not knowing what he had done wrong. Immediately afterwards, hundreds of French soldiers raised their bayonets and forced these fools to move forward and continue in the direction they had just advanced, to complete the "unfinished business of their compatriots".

At this time, no matter how stupid and dull people are, they also understand what a ridiculous scene this is, they were cold executioners just now, but now they have become little sheep begging for mercy, more pitiful and unbearable than their compatriots just now.

This is a new version of the Frey's version, such a dramatic conflict, even Balzac will sigh to himself when he sees it, and bow to the wind.

Poor Vietnamese mercenaries, no matter what, can hardly imagine such an ending. Some people knelt on the ground, no matter how much the French army threatened them with bayonets, even if they were poked several holes in their bodies, and the blood was pouring profusely, they were still crying and pleading, telling how loyal they were to the French army and how they fought bravely, and this result was really unfair!

Even the French soldiers who executed it were compassionate, after all, they were in the same camp, and the other party did not defect, but they wanted to kill the killer, how could they bear it!

Seeing that he was at an impasse, Petain knew that there was no way back. He immediately ordered the gendarmes to supervise the battle! A large number of gendarmes immediately raised their guns and rushed forward with a loud urge.

The French had no choice but to harden their hearts and shoot some of the dead Vietnamese who refused to move, and finally forced this miserable queue to move forward.

In the minds of the poor worms, they will definitely recall the sorrow of their compatriots just now, and they will all think that retribution came so quickly!

On the position of the Chinese army, the Vietnamese soldiers who witnessed all this can be said to be sad that the rabbit died and the fox died, and they were all filled with righteous indignation, and loudly scolded the French army for being inferior to beasts.

Yuan Shikai struck while the iron was hot and sent people to preach everywhere: "You have all seen carefully, how fierce your enemy is, if you are captured, or surrender, there is only one way to die!" Slaughtered like sheep! If you don't work hard now, when will you wait? "It is even more exciting for everyone's blood to boil.

Soon, the new poor worms also stepped on the terrifying minefield, some of them fought back and fought desperately with the French army, nearly 100 people were killed by the French army, and the rest finally advanced another 200 meters with their own flesh and blood lives.

Now past the center of the minefield, less than five hundred meters from the fortifications, the defenders were unusually silent, as if stunned by the bloodshed and brutality of the French.

This batch of cannon fodder is dead, and there are latecomers, hundreds of other Vietnamese mercenaries in the army are also escorted out, some of these people are repairing fortifications, some are cleaning, some are carrying supplies, an order came down, all assembled, and then a French officer announced that these people were plotting a rebellion, and before they could figure out what was going on, they were taken to the mine in a daze.

This is also Frey's trick, to sacrifice these people, there must be an excuse, the crime of rebellion is naturally the most ideal, can be used to silence domestic politicians.

The Vietnamese, forced by bayonets, had to trot forward. The Vietnamese soldiers in the defensive positions really couldn't stand it anymore and began to shoot sporadically regardless of orders. Naturally, the weapons of these Vietnamese soldiers were as backward as they were, and many of them still had cold weapons such as knives and guns in their hands, and most of the muskets were flintlock muskets, such as the British brown bass and the legal Charville. That is, after a shot, you have to load bullets, pour gunpowder, and have to take a strip and stab for a long time. These flintlock muskets have a very short range, less than 500 meters, but there are also some old iron cannons, and for a while the cannons rang out, and the scene was chaotic.

Yuan Shikai looked at it, these Vietnamese soldiers and rabbits died and the foxes were sad, seeing such a tragic end for the same kind, it was indeed difficult to maintain composure, and he said to Ding Huai: "General Ding, I see that this play is almost done, it's time to end." ＂

Ding Huai nodded and ordered: "Fire!" ＂

Suddenly, there was a "bang" on the position, like rain hitting plantains, and rows of guns and bullets whistled out.

Some of the Vietnamese who went to the mine fell to the ground in response, and the rest wanted to turn back, followed by the "bang" gunshot, and another batch fell, these Vietnamese grandfathers did not love grandma and did not love, and ran around in extreme despair, and half of the people died at gunpoint, but even so, the team had advanced to more than 300 meters in front of the position.

At this time, a miracle happened, there were actually seven or eight Vietnamese people who died nine times for life, the graves of their ancestors were smoking, and they were so lucky that they went crazy, and they stumbled and crawled, and ran out of the rain of bullets from the mine shower alive, raising their hands, crying and shouting, desperately running in the direction of the thick wall, that virtue seemed to be a wanderer who had been away from home for many years, and returned to the arms of his hometown mother!