Dumai Fortress, today's Western coalition forces are still besieging the battery group here, this time, it is not the British fleet that has done it, but five fleets take turns to carry out artillery bombardment, each time dispatching nearly a hundred warships, bombing the Dumai Fortress in turns, day and night to launch an attack, however, it is not so easy to take the battery group, the Ming army's rocket battalion and artillery group here are too powerful, although a few days have passed, heavy casualties, but, it is still a dead battle, want to take the battery group, It will take three days to do it.

At this moment, a ship rushed from the northwest direction and directly arrived in front of the flagship of the Western Alliance!

"General Troppe, I'm Captain Scott of the French Army, and I've rushed back to the fleet for help on the orders of General Molde! Would the general please immediately mobilize the fleet and the army to aid Admiral Molde? ”

Captain Scott jumped on the flagship, came to Troppe and other generals, and said urgently.

Trope's heart jumped, asking for help? Molde asked for help from himself, that guy was very proud, this time he led 30,000 elite troops, and he had just landed on Sumatra Island for only three days, and he was in crisis? Is it the outrageous strength of the Ming army, or is the waste of 30,000 Western troops to the extreme?

"Captain Scott, what's going on in Medan now, isn't General Molde already on the land of Medan? The French fleet had returned to Dumai, and all of a sudden, General Molde was turning to the Lord for help? ”

Philok on the side asked urgently, you know, Molde took almost all the elite of Spain's army, if it suffered a heavy loss in Medan, then what will happen to Spain next?

Scott smiled bitterly: "Generals, we did land in Medan safely, but the Ming army had already anticipated our military action, and all the garrisons in Medan were withdrawn, and when we landed, there was no movement at all, so the French fleet just returned, who knew that only one night later, before dawn the next day, tens of thousands of Ming troops suddenly appeared, mobilized hundreds of artillery pieces, and launched a fierce attack on our position, we had no defense at all, and the army suffered heavy casualties, General Molde had to retreat his army in the direction of the Gulf and at the same time ordered me to come back and ask for help! ”

Tens of thousands of Ming troops, hundreds of artillery!

The generals present were shocked one by one, just one Sumatra island, the Ming army actually sent tens of thousands of troops, if you add Dumai's infantry, how strong is the force? This is true in Sumatra, but what about the Malay Peninsula? What about the island of Java as a center of commerce and trade? What about the Luzon Islands? How many troops does this Ming Empire have......

"What about the casualties of the Western coalition? Is your General Molde a fool? At the moment of the war, there was no understanding of the movements of the surrounding enemy forces, and no scouts were excluded to reconnoiter the enemy's situation? Just so easily let the artillery of the Ming army hit a surprise? Damn bastards! ”

Trope roared.

Scott said abruptly: "General Troppe, the Ming army is coming too fast, and their artillery is all deployed five miles away, we sent a regiment of troops to guard, but people launched artillery bombardments from three directions, endlessly, how can our alert force be discovered?" By the time they found out, the shells had already reached the top of their heads, their artillery was too powerful, they could accurately hit the position five miles away, and the rate of fire was too fast, at least twice as fast as our artillery, even if we also had nearly a hundred artillery, but it was not anyone's opponent at all, and their cavalry was even more powerful, and the iron lumps that ran out of their hands exploded everywhere, blowing us up to the ground, it was an iron lump smaller than the butt of the gun, once it exploded, the soldiers within a radius of several meters would be injured by it, We can't prevent it, these iron lumps alone have brought us at least 2,000 casualties......"

I'll go......

Troppe, Blake and others only discovered at this time that the prestige of the Ming army's army is really not covered, no wonder every battle must be won, even more than 100,000 Rakshasa troops were beaten by them, extremely miserable, Molde is a famous general in France, only two or three days, he suffered a defeat, and there are many more battles in the future, but what to do? How to deal with the army of the Ming army?

"Herald! The French fleet was dispatched again, transporting 10,000 army elites to Medan again to cover the smooth landing of the army and support Molde! Be sure to stabilize the situation in Medan! ”

Trope exclaimed.

"No!"

Blake said fiercely: "General Tlopp, Molde has always disdained to ask for help, he will never bow his head if he is not forced to do so, that means that he is too different from the strength of the Ming army he is facing, and he has no power to fight back at all, and he will send 10,000 troops to support, but I am afraid that the strength is still not enough, I suggest that at least 20,000 army elites be dispatched again to reverse the situation!" ”

Another 20,000 troops will be dispatched, and that will be almost all the main forces of the entire Western Coalition Army, 50,000 troops, and the entire Western Coalition Army will mobilize a total of 70,000 or 80,000 troops, just to attack a small island of Sumatra, it will mobilize seventy percent of the main force elite!

The corners of Trope's mouth twitched fiercely, and finally agreed to Blake's proposal, if it was really as Blake expected, mobilize 10,000 troops to reinforce, it is likely that it will not be someone's opponent, and if it is forced into a corner by the Ming army, then the next big battle will be even more difficult!

Trope waved his hand and said: "In this case, then mobilize 25,000 troops, this battle, we must win, the coalition forces have been fighting for several days in vain, if we can't fight a hearty victory, it will be too big a blow to our morale!" Also, the French Army is in no hurry to come back and help in the waters of the Gulf of Urah! ”

Trope sent 25,000 elite troops in one go, plus seventy or eighty warships of the French fleet, the strength of the combat power is simply incomparable, enough to defeat the entire Ming army, and the others also breathed a sigh of relief, 30,000 elite troops, that is the elite force of various countries, no matter who is unlucky, is hit hard, will be distressed to death, an elite army is cultivated, but it is not as easy as imagined!

Back and forth, from Medan to Dumai, it was only a distance of hundreds of miles, and the army came to the port of Ula Bay in Medan again in just one day and one night, and arrived at the port of Ula Bay.

(End of chapter)