The prisoners of war limped up the mountain, and Zu Kuan didn't actually plan to have any effect. Anyway, it's all meat in the pot, and it's the same if you simmer for a few days and wait for the meat to rot in the pot before eating.

Attacking the hill requires an upward attack, and in the case of artillery preparation, there will also be casualties. Now that the battle is almost over, Zu Kuan doesn't want his soldiers to have any more casualties. Putting a few crippled prisoners on it, even if it is unsuccessful, will not add much combat power to the Indians.

Zu Kuan was waiting at the bottom of the mountain, and it was dark anyway. There is no moon tonight, and the ground is again covered with mines. If you go down the mountain in the dark, you must have the consciousness of having your foot blown off by a landmine.

Tell the mortar to test fire two shots to calibrate the artillery, and as long as someone comes down the mountain at night, he will fucking use the mortar to bombard. In addition, fireworks flares are prepared and fired as soon as there is any abnormal movement.

Back in the trenches, Zu Kuan felt that he should get a good night's sleep. These days, I have been busy preparing for the attack on the mountain, and I have hardly closed my eyes. Now that the Mongols have been beaten away, and India has become a turtle in an urn, it is time to take a breath.

There was a half-regiment of Indians surrounded on the hill, led by a British colonel. If Zu Kuan encounters such a situation, he will not consider surrendering. Either take your brothers to hold your ground and wait for reinforcements, or you can take your brothers to break through and rush out with a bloody road.

Other than that, there doesn't seem to be a third way.

What Zu Kuan never expected was that the British major did not take the usual path, and he actually figured out a third way.

In the middle of the night, there were sporadic explosions. Then the lighting fireworks rose one after another, illuminating the front of the Ming army's position as if it were day.

"Fuck, the Indians broke through?" Hearing the movement, Zu Kuan rolled over and jumped up from the bed, grabbed the armed belt in one hand and ran out.

"I didn't see a few Indians, and the brothers were woken up by the sound of mine explosions." The staff officer hurriedly reported.

"Bastard, don't let me sleep." Zu Kuan cursed in his mouth, fastened his armed belt and took the telescope from the staff officer.

I looked at it with a telescope for a long time, but I didn't seem to see any Indians. It's just that inside the woods on the mountainside, there seems to be someone running, and it's too dark to see clearly.

"Tell your brothers, be on guard. Mortars are on standby, ready to strike at enemy breakouts. Zu Kuan thought, eighty percent of the Indians broke through.

This night, Zu Kuan would receive reports every few moments. A certain company repelled the attack of the Indians and annihilated more or less the Indians.

The staff officer kept comparing on the map, and when Zu Kuan saw the map, his eyebrows twisted into a Sichuan character.

The attacks of the Indians came from all directions, scattered and haphazard. Or a group of three and a group of five, or one person collided with the Ming army's defense line.

Although a breakout will split a force as a feint, this feint is too fucking scattered. Zu Kuan, who has been fighting for almost a lifetime, is a little puzzled, what are these bastards in front of him doing.

"Commander, it's understandable that they broke through. It's a bit crazy to break through to our main position. The staff officer looked at the constant gunfire on the main position in front of him and asked suspiciously.

"Perhaps to confuse us and cover their main force to break through in the direction of India." Another staff officer spoke.

"Impossible! The Indian direction is our key defensive area, which is not only guarded by two companies, but also machine guns and mortars. There are also mines in front of the position, and I really want to fight them over there and it won't be good. ”

For a time, there were different opinions in the command post, and no one could figure out what the Indians were going to do.

"Don't make any noise, order all troops to be on standby. Not a single Indian is allowed to escape from our encirclement. The chaotic situation made Zu Kuan confused. The best thing to do now is to stand by and wait for the Indians to show more signs and see where exactly they break through.

Zu Kuan was going to drag it out until dawn, and after dawn, he would never give those Indians a chance, and they would all be killed. I heard that the 4th Division has been sent to change the defense, and the 1st and 3rd Cavalry Divisions will be withdrawn to the mainland to rest and recuperate.

It's been four years for his mother to come out this time. The vicious sun of the Great Northwest tanned his face with two blushes. Damn, I have to take care of my face in Xi'an before I go to the capital. Otherwise, I will be laughed to death by those fools!

I just don't know if this honor can still be favored by the girls of Cuihualou.

Three years in the army, the sow race sable. It's been four years since his mother came out, and he hasn't touched a woman. But think about Cao Bianjiao of the third division, he is even more miserable, he has not changed his defense since he came to the Western Regions for six years. When I returned to Xi'an this time, I was probably like a wolf.

Sitting in the command post, half-lying and half-lying listened to the staff officers constantly report the latest situation. On this night, the busiest people are the correspondents. Running around all night, tired like a grandson.

The day slowly dawned, and for a whole night, the Indians attacked everywhere on the front. And it's all small, with no more than one class.

The light of the sky on the horizon is gradually becoming sage, and the sun is about to come out. Zu Kuan became more and more puzzled, what the hell are Indians going to do. If you want to break through, organize people to rush in the middle of the night, and maybe there is a possibility of breaking through. But now that the sky is bright and the sun is about to come out, the breakthrough can only become a target for artillery at this time.

It doesn't matter if you charge at the platoon level or at the battalion level, if you go down with a shell, you will have a fucking break.

Due to Li Xiao's reasons, the artillery configuration of the main force of the Liao army has reached a terrifying level. There are as many as nine howitzers of 120 mm. There are also 36 80-millimeter mortars, and when they are really fighting, they can also get the fire support of the rocket artillery company and 155-millimeter heavy artillery in the division.

An ordinary Indian, an infantry regiment, encounters his own men, goes down with a cannonball, and basically breaks the meal. Many times, it was his own soldiers who rode war horses and captured prisoners all over the mountains.

In the past, when I was a cavalryman, the troops were mainly lightly armed. At that time, the 1st Cavalry Division didn't have so many guns, but there was no way that the form of war had changed. When the Indians were also armed with machine guns, the war horses became pure foot power. Zu Kuan doesn't want to end up as miserable as Mongolia!

The sky was bright and the sun was out.

When the sun shines on the earth, it also means the end of the Indians in the mountains. For many of them, this may be the last time they will ever see the sunrise in their lives.

When the golden sunlight fell, the artillery battalion under Zu Kuan opened fire first. Shells from a hundred and twenty-millimeter howitzer, with a whistle, fell on the positions of the Indians.

After a full 20 minutes of bombardment, the Indian army's position halfway up the mountain inside the telescope was devastated. The barbed wire fence in front of the position, and most of the mines, were missing.

The crater was still emitting smoke, and the Ming infantry had already begun to charge. Four strong men ran forward with machine guns. Advancing to more than five hundred meters of the front, aiming on machine gun mounts, ready to provide fire support to the infantry.

Behind them, a company of eighty-millimeter mortars. As long as the Indian army fire point is found, mortar shells will be smashed as if they don't want money.

The Ming infantry carried a gun in one hand and leaned forward with the other. This is a standard tactical move, as long as you shoot at the opposite side, you can immediately lie down and return fire. If you charge, you can also roll and leap.

What made the Ming army feel strange was that the Indian army's position was not moving. The soldiers rushed into the trenches and, when they saw the hiding holes, threw grenades and smoke grenades into them.

After fighting for a long time, I didn't see a few Indian soldiers. In many hidden soldiers' caves, all the wounded soldiers were left, and there were many wounded who had no chance to escape. Either killed by a grenade or smoked alive by smoke bombs.

This Zu Kuan was a little confused, the Indians had been surrounded and killed by themselves, and there was no one on the battlefield. Wings flew?

"Find! Dig three feet into the ground for Lao Tzu to find, but I don't believe that they are flying. Zu Kuan was furious.

In the last battle against the Indians, a war of annihilation must be fought. At the beginning, Zu Kuan patted his chest and assured Man Gui that he had grabbed the task of the main attack.

But now ......! Fucking people are gone, a war of annihilation, a war of annihilation. What about the captives? What about corpses? Before the war, the enemy situation report said that there was a regiment and a half, which is not right.

When those bastards asked, their faces would be embarrassed.

"Commander, I asked the prisoners. They......! ”

"What's up! Really flew? ”

"Fly but don't fly, the British colonel disbanded the troops. Now the Indians have fled to the nearby mountains, and they are afraid to find ......! ”

"Disbanded ......?" Zu Kuan was stunned, what kind of fucking god operation is this. After being besieged, it actually disbanded on its own. If you are disbanded, Lao Tzu will not arrest you?

I have to say that the British colonel's trick is really amazing. So much so that Zu Kuan almost thought he had heard it wrong! After so many years of fighting, I know that after being surrounded, I must clench my fist and break out. This dissolution is simply unheard of.

"Souyama! Search the mountains for Lao Tzu, and turn out all the people for Lao Tzu. Especially the British colonel, he must be turned out for Lao Tzu. Lao Tzu wants to ask, what does this son of a son of a girl think. "Zu Kuan is angry and corrupt like a mad dog.

It's really infuriating, it's good for you to fight with Lao Tzu in the whole system. At least Lao Tzu didn't have so much trouble after the battle, but you fucking disbanded your troops. If the Ming army wants to win a complete victory, it can only keep rummaging in this mountain forest, and cannot let go of every possible hiding place.

This mountain forest, the Hengduan Mountain Range and the Longitudinal Mountain Range are connected. The top of the mountain resembles the backbone of a fish, and many of the paths can only be passed by one person. The altitude of the mountains is generally more than 2,000 meters, and some steep slopes have a gradient of more than 60 degrees.

Searching for such a mountain, don't even think about it for ten days and half a month. As soon as he thought of staying here for half a month to find someone, Zu Kuan longed to burn all the mountains around here with a fire, and burn the Indians inside to death like rats.

There is no way, there is only one way left to search the mountain. One night was enough time for these Indian soldiers to burrow into the deep mountains and old forests.

As it turns out, the Indians also have backbone. At first, Zu Kuan felt that after staying in the mountains for a few days, the Indian soldiers would run out because of the cold and lack of food.

But Zu Kuan's material was wrong, and these Indians were also very tough. Many Indian soldiers, dying of hunger in the cave, lying down and chanting Buddha, would not take the initiative to come out and surrender.

Zu Kuan was so angry that he smoked, but he didn't have the slightest solution. Searching the mountains is a time-consuming affair, and there are also some casualties.

The Indian soldiers who wandered in the mountains and forests were all armed with weapons. If you don't pay attention to give you a shot, it's really a fairy and it's hard to prevent.

No fewer prisoners were captured, and no fewer people were killed. But the number of casualties is also increasing, looking at the number of casualties that is increasing every day, Zu Kuan feels that the anger is running from his stomach to his brain. He decided that if he caught the British colonel, he must have his body broken into thousands of pieces.

The more I tried to catch it, the more I couldn't catch it.

Half a month passed, and more than 2,000 prisoners were captured, but the British colonel didn't even find a shadow. There are so many mountains nearby, and their own soldiers comb through them like a sieve, and whenever they find a cave on the mountain, they will throw smoke into it.

No one can withstand the attack of smoke bombs, and under normal circumstances, Indian soldiers will be smoked out by smoke bombs, and their noses and tears will flow together, which looks very disgusting.

Many of the Indian soldiers in the prisoner camp had red eyes like rabbits, and they were all smoked by smoke bombs.

"Fuck, who's going to catch that bastard. Lao Tzu rewarded him with 200 silver coins! Zu Kuan also let go, gambling on his entire net worth, and also to see what that bastard looked like, and then Zu Kuan decided to kill him in the urinal with his own hands.

There will be brave men under the heavy reward, and the search party is organized again. Everyone claimed that they wanted to capture the British colonel who was not eye-opening for the sake of the regimental commander. Of course, privately they were talking about the two hundred silver coins. It was 200 silver coins, and in the eyes of the search party, the British colonel was not a man, but a big golden pig through and through.

"Regiment commander, the division commander has already sent two groups of people to ask us to go back and assemble. The vanguard of the fourth division has arrived in the Ili River Valley, let's ......! "The staff officer didn't want to annoy the regiment commander at this time, but there was no way that the orders of the division headquarters could not be ignored.

"Just say ......! Let's just say that the troops are tired and rest for two more days. Zu Kuan was embarrassed to say that he was searching the mountains to arrest people. The colonel of the British army is a high-ranking officer, and even if he dies, he will have a rank and a sword or something.

"No!" The staff officer had no choice but to follow Zu Kuan's instructions, and it could be delayed for a few days.

"Dog, where did you go to drill sand?" Zu Kuan cursed in his mouth, lying on the marching bed sulking.

Suddenly, there was a great chaos outside, and the staff rushed in like a wind.

"Commander, I've found it! Found it! The staff officer's voice had a cheerful tone in it.

"What did you find!" Zu Kuan asked angrily.

"Colonel of the British Army! Found it! ”

"Found it!" Zu Kuan jumped up from the bed and rushed out with an arrow. Get ready to beat up this bastard!