Lin Yifan and thousands of lobster soldiers were running wildly on the plains, and behind them were the mighty blue-clad North American Continental Army.

"Something is wrong, according to the historical facts, it should be the Yankees who are being chased now!"

Lin Yifan thought as he ran, looking back from time to time to observe the neatly arranged North American Continental Army with high morale.

If according to the historical situation, it should be this group of royal soldiers who chased the Yankees in the ass and kicked wildly, and now they are being chased by that group of Yankees in turn!?

Could it be that this is Yorktown? That place where Britain was defeated in the War of Independence? Not like that!

Because there was no Frenchman, at that time, the United States was independent, and the North American Continental Army was playing soy sauce, and there was nothing to do at all.

Lin Yifan still remembers one thing, a very tragic historical event.

King Louis XVI of France used all the money from the treasury to support the Yankees in the war of independence, and as a result, the United States won, France went bankrupt, and the king was guillotined, which is a very dramatic history.

But now in a batch of blue-clothed military uniforms, Lin Yifan can't see half of the French, all of them are the North American Continental Army.

Then the only possibility is that the plot or history has been changed by the reincarnation, and now it is the reincarnation who is in command of the North American Continental Army!

After running for a while, Lin Yifan felt more and more that if he continued to run like this, he would have to be driven into the sea by them.

He wears an officer's uniform, even if he has an East Asian face, but now he is a British officer.

Since the arbiter's men can command the Continental Army of North America, they should be able to command these lobster soldiers.

Lin Yifan, who was running wildly, glanced left and right, rushed to a flag guard, forcibly took down his flag, and shouted: "Assemble!" Regroup! ”

At first, no one cared about Lin Yifan, and a large number of soldiers passed by him.

Seeing that those soldiers were indifferent, Lin Yifan suddenly showed an angry face, and if he ran like this, he would almost run back to his hometown!

At this time, Lin Yifan grabbed a soldier and shouted, "Stop me!" ”

The British soldier pushed Lin Yifan away and continued to run back. The defeat is like a mountain, and it is really not something that can be stabilized by shouting a few words.

Seeing that the soldier didn't bird him, Lin Yifan directly pulled out his musket and fired it at his back.

Bang!

Smoke puffed out, and the soldier threw himself on the grass with a muffled grunt, clutching his wounds and wailing on the ground.

However, this move worked, and soon a dozen soldiers stopped in fright and looked at the guy on the ground who had been shot by his own men.

"Don't run too fast, run with me and gather the team!"

Lin Yifan knew that he still had to run, but he couldn't run in a mess, he had to gather these thousands of red-clothed pigs, even if he pulled up a team of hundreds of people, it was better than leaving his back to the enemy.

At the same time, Lin Yifan was also looking for the three of them.

In this way, Lin Yifan held the flag of the British army, and constantly included those routs and stragglers in the ranks.

Behind him, the Continental Army of North America was red-eyed and shot the British troops in batches who could not organize resistance because they were only concerned about fleeing.

Looking down at the entire plain from the sky, you can see that there are large red dots gathered around Lin Yifan, and there are dense red dots scattered around, which are constantly moving closer to Lin Yifan's team.

In the north, there are rows and rows of large armies, forming lines like ocean waves, rushing forward wave after wave.

At this time, Lin Yifan, who was holding the flag, suddenly found that there was a group of cavalry rushing over on the side, and because he gradually pulled up a team of two or three hundred people, he was afraid that he would be noticed by the commander on the opposite side.

"Phalanx! Anti-cavalry square formation, hurry up, if you don't want to die! ”

Lin Yifan knew that when facing the cavalry, there was no way to escape, two legs could not run four legs, especially the momentum of the cavalry, the impact of the roar of the war horse, which gave the "short" infantry a terrifying pressure psychologically.

Not to mention those miscellaneous soldiers, Lin Yifan listened to the roar of the war horse, and looked at the scimitar wielded in the hands of the light cavalry, and the earth seemed to be trampled by the horse's hooves.

The infantry looked at each other, but those who were a little calmer knew that they couldn't run!

Soon, under the command of Lin Yifan, a team of about 270 people formed a square formation!

The soldiers formed a square, hollow, in two rows, front and back.

The soldiers in the front row squatted, the soldiers in the back row stood, and all raised their guns at the incoming cavalry.

Lin Yifan, who was holding a cane, noticed that the soldier's hand beside him was shaking.

Lin Yifan, who quickly adjusted his mentality, took a deep breath and shouted: "Don't fire yet, get closer, and listen to my command!" ”

At this time, the light weapons were like entering a no-man's land, wielding a scimitar all the way to collect the rout like a leek, cutting and chopping, and charging in an arrow-shaped phalanx.

Lin Yifan clenched his cane, and his palms were a little sweaty. From the moment he came in, he didn't give Lin Yifan time to react, first retreated, and finally organized a group of people and then a group of light cavalry.

Obviously, on the plain full of routs, when everyone else was desperately fleeing, Lin Yifan, who organized a phalanx, formed a unique scenery.

"Don't shake your hands, aim, wait for my command. Soldiers in other directions, do not panic, hold steady! ”

Lin Yifan, who was standing in the middle of the formation, ran left and right, looking at the group of cavalry that was getting closer and closer, and at this time, there were just a few soldiers of the military band who fled in a hurry, and Lin Yifan immediately dragged them in.

"Playing music! Fast! ”

The two military band soldiers who had not yet recovered from the rout were forcibly dragged by Lin Yifan to the middle of the phalanx.

Under Lin Yifan's angry shouting, the two wolf bèi unbearable one played the drum and the other played the flute.

Lin Yifan listened to the music, looked at the cavalry that was getting closer and closer, and suddenly hummed: "We are all sharpshooters, and every bullet destroys an enemy...... Wait, why is this military music so familiar? ”

After humming for a while, Lin Yifan realized that this was the original song of the sharpshooter!

In this era, the maintenance of order and the issuance of orders all relied on the performance of the military band to give instructions, and those marches of the so-and-so army were the products derived from this period.

However, at this time, Lin Yifan had no time to care about these things, because the cavalry in front of him was less than 100 meters.

Bang!

The horse's hooves roared, and one of the British soldiers couldn't bear the fear, and fired a shot with a shake of his hand, which immediately triggered a chain reaction, and several shots rang out next to him.

"What the hell, don't shoot and didn't hear? Roll down and reload, the one on the left comes over and tops it! ”

Lin Yifan forcibly dragged out several soldiers who were shooting indiscriminately, and let people take their place.

Thundered!

The sound of the horse's hooves roared, and the neighing of the war horse shook Lin Yifan's eardrums, and he could even clearly see the hot air spewing out of the war horse's nasal cavity!

Seventy meters!

"Listen to me, prepare!"

Raising his cane, beads of sweat appeared on Lin Yifan's forehead in the center of the team, and the soldiers on the front line sweated even more.

It took great courage for a rout to be able to organize a counterattack in the face of overwhelming cavalry.

Fifty meters, the faces of the cavalry can be seen clearly, close, too close.

"Ready!" Lin Yifan shouted.

Forty meters, thirty meters, twenty-five meters......

"Put!"

Bang bang bang!

A volley, smoke sprayed, and when the light cavalry crashed into the phalanx, the men turned on their backs, and the bayonets resisted, but there were still many cavalry rushing into the phalanx, and the team was scattered for a while.