Chapter 309: Where's My Cannon?
Franco had the soldiers who had been running for a day stationed on the spot.
But this time he kept an eye on it, and not only retreated two miles, away from the foot of the mountain. Initial Update@
The indigenous soldiers were also ordered to stand guard on the perimeter, and the soldiers were asked not to remove their armor while sleeping.
That's it, Franco is still not at ease.
He also asked the puppet army to cut down trees to make simple fortifications, and dug a trench outside. A group of people tossed around with torches for most of the night before they stopped.
Franco was finally able to fall asleep.
Day 2
Franco, in his sleep, sat up sharply.
He had a nightmare, dreaming that he was once again being jumped up and down by those yellow-skinned monkeys, and was almost hacked to death.
Looking left and right and seeing that he was still safe, Franco breathed a sigh of relief, got up and got dressed and walked out of the tent.
At this time, the genius was bright, the camp was silent, and the puppet army on duty in the distance seemed to be unable to stay up, and they had already slept crookedly.
Franco was angry, just this vigilance, if the rebels called, wouldn't it still be a stream of that would still be killed?
He walked over, whip in hand, and slashed at the soldiers' heads and faces.
The soldiers who fell asleep in fear screamed.
The entire camp was woken up by Franco.
After breakfast.
Franco gave the order to enter the mountain.
His plan is very simple, the puppet army is in front, the regular army is behind, and let the puppet army be cannon fodder in front.
This tactic of war has been going on for many years.
No one felt that there was anything wrong, including the indigenous puppet army who sent them to death.
The brigade dispersed and slowly marched up the hill following the trail of the rebel army's climbing.
As we go deeper and deeper, the woods become more and more mysterious.
Suddenly, a puppet soldier shouted suspiciously.
"What is this?"
"Don't you know, fruit? Why haven't you seen it? Several natives gathered around.
"Silly, huh? There is no fruit that grows in mid-air? β
"Huh? There is a rope. As he spoke, he reached out and pulled.
"Don't touch..."
Rumble! Before the words fell, this "fruit" exploded. Several people withstood the impact of the mine at close range and fell to the ground in an instant.
The sound of the explosion caught the attention of everyone behind.
Franco was startled and led the people to the place where the explosion had occurred, only to see that five or six indigenous soldiers had fallen to the ground, one by one with more air in and less air, and they seemed to be dead.
"What's going on?" Franco asks about the puppet army around him.
"They found the fruit on the tree and it exploded when they pulled it with their hands." A petty officer of the puppet army shouted.
"Bastard! What fruit will explode!? β
Franco thinks that this officer is simply insulting his own IQ, and the fruit will explode? Are you kidding.
"Really, sir. I saw Darren stretch out his hand and pull it, and the fruit exploded. But I was far away and didn't up. β
"That's right! My lord, I saw it too. β
"I saw it too."
A group of puppet soldiers testified one after another.
Franco, seeing that they didn't look like they were lying, believed most of them, and was about to speak, when he heard several explosions on the other side, followed by a commotion.
Franco went to the site of the explosion again, this time even more violently, with twenty or thirty people lying on the ground.
"What's going on?"
"I don't know! Walk and walk and that's it! β
"All we saw was that they were moving forward, and as they walked, they started to explode nearby."
Damn it!
Franco was almost speechless. This time the reasons are even more outrageous, but most of them are true. Because these people, no matter how stupid they are, will not joke with their lives.
He was already completely sure at the moment that the rebels must be on the mountain. And these explosions must have been the firearms they had arranged.
But with such sharp firearms, where did these yellow-skinned monkeys come from?
"Go ahead and watch your step! And on the trees. Franco ordered to move on. He couldn't back down because of this little change, because he couldn't make a difference.
The puppet army's next march was much slower, but still. (This chapter is not finished!) )
Chapter 309: Where's My Cannon?
However, explosions sounded from time to time, and more and more people were killed and injured. Gradually, their resistance became stronger.
No way, no one wants to die, especially this kind of inexplicable death.
If you don't know where you step on it, you'll be killed, if your arm touches a branch, if you tripped over something, the other side would be killed. Anyway, it's like licking a dog and falling in love, even breathing is wrong.
They don't want to go any further.
But Franco doesn't want to, you are cannon fodder, you don't move forward, who will open a safe path for us?
So he gave the order, and when he was stagnant, he was shot with a musket.
Keep walking, there is a chance of death.
If you don't go, you will die immediately.
The puppet soldiers wisely chose the first option.
Explosions kept ringing out, and the puppet soldiers kept falling. Before you know it, four or five hundred people have already been killed. But Franco showed no compassion and continued to let the Spanish soldiers under his command urge the puppet army to move forward with muskets.
Fortunately, the mines planted by Zheng Zhibao and others were limited, and the explosion no longer sounded, and after paying more than 500 casualties of the puppet army, they crossed the minefield. The speed of travel began to increase. After a while, Rojas was the first to notice that something was wrong, and he came to Franco's side.
"My lord, something is wrong."
"What?"
"The rebels don't seem to have made it up at all. You see, there is no trace of the road up the mountain. It was as if they had come full circle, and they had gone down from the south again! β
"Huh?"
When Franco saw it, he realized that something was wrong.
If they spare a lap in the mountains, then these people will run for nothing?
Wrong!
So many people died in vain?
"My lord, what should I do?"
"Chase! Chase south! β
Now there is no way out, only one way to go to the dark.
As the saying goes, it's easier to go up than to get down. This is also very useful in Luzon.
Of course, it was not only the slope of the mountain that was difficult for them, but also the tricks of the enemy.
The explosion sounded again.
Franco was so angry that he screamed! scolded this group of rebels for their cunning, but on the other hand, they did not want to give up the pursuit. Since it was a descent from the mountain, there was more than one road, and Franco ordered a detour, but still triggered sporadic mines.
At ten o'clock in the middle of the day, Franco and his men came out of the mountains in a state of confusion.
The feeling of being back on flat ground is wonderful.
Once again, Rojas had the sight to find out where the rebels were going.
"My lord, they're running south!"
Then the army began to chase forward again, chasing and chasing, and Franco finally realized what was going on.
They followed the rebels into a circle of the mountain, and then went north around the foot of the mountain.
Could it be that there is no place to live in the mountains, and he ran back to Balangya?
The more Franco thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible.
Hahaha! Cornered!
Franco felt as if the clouds had cleared the clouds, and victory was just around the corner.
Until they returned to where they had been stationed last night.
I saw a large number of corpses lying on the ground, and the scene was a mess. @η²Ύε\/Shuge*First Update~~ Franco frantically ran to him and saw his own soldiers who were already lifeless. It was so dark in front of me that I almost fainted to the ground.
Fortunately, Roxas was quick and helped him.
After a while, Franco said in a hoarse voice:
"Where's my cannon?".
Chapter 309: Where's My Cannon?