Chapter Seventy-Five: A Great Victory

Soldiers with guns suddenly appeared in the grass 100 meters away on either side of the supply team and opened fire on the chaotic crowd. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Bang Bang"

The crossfire caused the British to suffer heavy casualties in an instant, and the powerful lead bullet even showed a record of two people in one shot. The third platoon basically had two guns per person, and after the first wave of bullets, the second wave was immediately connected, which made the British soldiers who wanted to counterattack suffer a big loss.

"Kill!"

After firing the bullets, the three platoons were loaded with bayonets and killed the enemy without loading.

"Steady! Formation! ā€

The British commander, who was lucky not to be injured, ran through the ranks on horseback, beckoning his soldiers with whips to line up for shooting.

The four rows of queues were quickly lined up with their backs against each other, and the British soldiers found that the enemy did not seem to be very numerous, and gradually settled down.

"Boom" "Boom"

A cloud of white smoke rose from the foot of the hill, and two shells flew towards the British, one hitting a wagon, blowing off one of the wheels, and the wagon rolled on its side and blocked the road. The other shot went straight into the center of the queue, and the explosion caused the British soldiers to wail, and the British officer was also missing.

Less than 2 meters on both sides of the road, sand suddenly flew, and the planks were lifted, and the second platoon, which had been preparing for a long time, stood up and pulled the rifles in their hands.

The second platoon was staggered, but we were not worried about hitting our own people, and in order to hide them, we used all the planks pulled from the bridge to repair the bridge, and now it seems that it is worth it.

At such a close distance, the enemy suddenly appeared, and the British soldiers, who had not yet recovered from the shelling, did not have time to react at all, and were immediately knocked down. The second platoon was equipped with bayonets and entered the ranks of the British army, Liu Yang brandished a command knife and rushed to the front, and all the British soldiers in the way were cut to the ground. Seeing the platoon commander so brave, her soldiers were deeply inspired, and although the number was small, they still fought well.

"Kill!"

Mao Qiang's three platoons arrived, with the momentum of the charge, they strung the British soldiers one by one on the bayonet, Mao Qiang held a pistol in one hand, a saber in the other, shouted for war, but there was a bit of fierce momentum.

I was afraid that I also rushed into the battlefield with my saber, and behind me was a platoon that quickly ran to support, they were the beginning and the end of the plan.

The addition of a platoon made the remnants of the British lose their determination to resist and surrender one after another, and there was no mention in their soldiers' code that they should not surrender under extreme conditions.

After keeping the enemy prisoners in good custody, I told the soldiers to hurry up and clean up the battlefield and transfer supplies, and the enemy reinforcements should be arriving soon.

"Boom"

There was a muffled sound in the distance, and my heart twitched, the enemy's reinforcements had arrived, Jiang Yitao and others were using the buried explosives to block the attack, they brought a lot of gunpowder, but they could use it three times.

The sound of explosions in the distance made the soldiers' hearts taut and their movements were very numb. Horse-drawn carriages were pulled off the road and driven into the woods in the distance.

I asked a few soldiers to carefully sweep the rut marks behind me with a branch to avoid being touched by the British.

I unloaded several barrels of gunpowder from the wagon and carefully made a "time dynamite". There was some tobacco in the supplies, and the devil knows how many smokers there were in the British army, and they needed half a cart of broken tobacco leaves.

Take out a piece of paper, pour out some tobacco leaves, and wrap it into a lengthened cigarette of the same thickness, which is the timer device. When I was a kid, I did a lot of this kind of sudden explosion prank, so I can be considered experienced. Hide the powder keg in the blown up wagon, insert the unlit cigarette, and tie the lead to the bottom of the cigarette.

"Boom" A second explosion came from the distance, the enemy was closer, I rubbed another cigarette and lit it for myself, took a deep breath, I didn't smoke for a while and felt a little nostalgic for the smell.

"Ahem"

The cigarettes without a filter mouthpiece are very choking, and the momentum is also very strong, and after only a few mouthfuls, I feel a little dizzy, my nose is sore, and my nose bleeds come out.

"Boom!"

This time the distance is closer, you can already see some dark shadows in the distance, Jiang Yitao and others fled to the depths of the dense forest on horseback, I agreed with him that after the plan is completed, we will meet in the camp of the Continental Army, and they will not be used to help me.

I spat out the cigarette in my mouth, lit the "timer" stuck there, and ran to the place where the carriage was hiding, and by the grass, the cover of the bushes quickly disappeared.

When I came to the woods, before I could catch my breath, I asked Wang Li to go back to the telescope and climbed a big tree. Sit on a branch of a tree and use a telescope to observe the situation on the main road.

A dozen British cavalrymen came to the ambush point, they were only the vanguard of the path, and after about ten minutes, a large force of the enemy came.

At the head was a very handsome officer: blonde, blue-eyed, with a high nose. He wears delicate leather boots, white tight trousers and a red trench coat. Under the crotch happened to be a tall white war horse, which was simply a prince charming who ran out of a fairy tale.

"So handsome!"

Zhao Xue was holding a delicate monocular on another tree, with a on her face.

"It's handsome and useful!"

I admit that I can't see anyone more handsome than me, and every time I see it, I have an urge to destroy.

"Boom"

The "time bomb" exploded, about 6 or 7 British soldiers carrying the bodies were lifted away, fell to the ground and died unknown, and the rest of the British soldiers hurriedly got down on one knee and looked around with guns in the direction of a possible attack.

That "Prince Charming" was lucky not to be injured, and the blast of the explosion just blew his hat away. I regret why I didn't put some nails, smascats and other things in there.

Ignoring the swift hopping of the British in the distance, we hurried our wagons to the Continental Army garrison, hoping to return to camp before dark.

In the barracks of the Continental Army, the soldiers watched in amazement as the carriages entered the barracks, and after seeing what was on them, cheers resounded throughout the camp.

This time we brought back a total of 17 trucks, two of which were clothes, 10 of which were full of gunpowder, bullets and firearms, and the remaining five trucks of food were enough for our six companies to feed for more than two weeks.

All the weapons and ammunition brought back have been handed in, but fortunately, I have already changed all the weapons of the company, otherwise I would have died of distress.

Our company showed its face once in the army and received numerous praises. With weapons and ammunition, the command has also become bolder, and many things that were once unthinkable have appeared.

Eating steaming buns, I took a general look at the camp, and many people were loading themselves with things, maybe the Continental Army was about to make a big move.

Sure enough, just after night, the task was received, and the Continental Army was finally ready to attack Boston again.

I was delighted by the thick fog in the morning, which was very beneficial for our attack.

Under the cover of the thick fog, we began to walk towards Bunker Hill again, and the second Battle of York Hill was about to begin.