Chapter 100: The Battle of Lake Superior (3)

The commander of the British army, Jerle Mill, and the commander of the French army, François Madan, did not let the god of war wait too long, and on the afternoon of the third day, they found out the whereabouts of the god of war and others. On the morning of the fifth day, rafts and boats large enough to carry 40,000 musketeers were made. After lunch, the 40,000 musketeers boarded boats and rafts and set out for the island of Royal. The god of war and others have also built a lot of positions and traps in the past few days.

Their remaining fifteen guns were all placed on the island of Royal, facing the direction of the white army. Because these people are still not very skilled in the use of artillery, they can only hit people at a distance of 500 meters, and the artillery is within 300 meters of the shore. In this way, they can attack the enemy in the lake two hundred meters close to the island of Royal, and if the enemy lands on the island, they also have a buffer zone of three hundred meters, so that they will not be wiped out at once.

By the morning of the sixth day of sailing, the island of Royal was already in sight. On the surface of the lake, the impassioned orders of the white commanders sounded, and the musketeers, who were still a little tired, got up and began to prepare for battle. At this distance, even if you don't row a boat, after fifteen minutes, the rafts and boats will automatically dock under the influence of the current. The god of war is at the forefront of the island of Royal, waiting for the enemy along with three thousand of the most elite warriors.

The noisy sound made the god of war wake up from his dream at once. Rubbing his eyes, he didn't have the messy morning tea of white people, and he directly picked up a brown bass musket next to him, turned around and lay on the trench, observing the situation outside. At this time, it was already possible to see the traces of the enemy. In the artillery position, there was no need for the god of war to worry, and Katami, who was more attentive than him, had spotted the enemy before him.

Ten three-pounder guns and five six-pounder guns, all under the orders of Katami, were loaded with ammunition by the Indian warriors and began to choose the front target for aim. Katami didn't know what the concept of rice was, but he knew how far these artillerymen could hit the enemy. As soon as the twenty-odd boats full of whites at the front came into their range, Katami shouted angrily:

"Fire!"

"Bang Bang Bang ....."

Fifteen solid shells, large and small, burst out with the fury of the Indian warriors. The dense small warships did not miss the shells, except for the two small shells fired by the three-pounder guns, which shot into the water, splashing two balls of water, and the rest of the shells hit the white people's assault boats. However, the attack power of the three-pounder and six-pounder cannons was too small. The six-pounder gun was okay and could penetrate rafts and assault boats.

The three-pounder cannon was almost gone, and if it hadn't hit the white man above, I am afraid that it would not have been able to do anything. The landing of whites on the island of Royal must be unstoppable. God of War and the others, who were at a distance of a hundred meters from the shore, were also ready for battle. Gunpowder was poured into the barrel by them, and after being pressed, a projectile was put in. Three thousand warriors, all facing the approaching white warriors, began to aim precisely. The white warriors, on rafts and boats, also began to prepare for shooting.

Half of the first white warriors to land were British, half French. The British had worse weapons, and the French had muskets no worse than brown basses. However, not only were they a little bumpy on the lake, but the Indians were in the trenches. Even if the whites had shot first, only a dozen or so Indians had suffered minor injuries. On the contrary, it completely angered the god of war and them.

"Fire! Fire!"

As the order of the god of war was delivered, a large cloud of smoke rose from the trenches, which were the smoke from the firing of three thousand brown bass muskets. Unlike the whites, these 3,000 rounds of ammunition caused considerable damage. The white warriors on the rafts and boats, two hundred in all, were completely huddled together and swept away by bullets. But that didn't stop the landing of more than 38,000 whites. After the god of war and their shots, sporadic muskets rang out on the surrounding islands.

Only then did the whites discover that there were enemies on these islands. However, at this time, more than 80% of the musketeers had already entered the range of the God of War on the island of Royal, and they could not get out at all. In desperation, the only way to do this is to rely on the last warriors to destroy these enemies. The rafts and assault boats at the rear, at the orders of the commanders, all turned around and began to make their way to the scattered islands around them.

The god of war was not at all worried about the Indian warriors on the island, who were guerrillas ranging from a few dozen to more than a hundred. And these white warriors alone would not have been able to catch these people on a small island with difficult terrain. In terms of the ability to move mountains and forests, white people are not at all alone compared to them. The god of war and the three thousand warriors just kept shooting and attacked the white army like a wave of incoming zombies.

The whites were not to be slaughtered, and on land, their shooting ability was finally fully developed. Inside the trenches, from time to time, the screams of soldiers were heard. God of War They bought a batch of medicines from Xiao Lin, as well as bandages. Some Indians, who knew a little about field care, hurriedly stepped forward, carried the wounded soldier down on an improvised stretcher, and then began to treat the wounds.

The god of war held out in the trench for a quarter of an hour, and it was not until nearly 20,000 enemies had landed that they left the trench and entered the forest. The remaining three thousand warriors are waiting for them here. The battle ensues with the jungle wanderers from the Wild Bear and Snow Wolf tribes. The whites did not rest much either, and pursued directly by victory, as if they had seen victory at hand. As soon as he entered the forest, he was conspired by various traps.

Flying wood, spiked pits, and their homemade rope lassoes, traps. The white people cried and howled, and the casualties were not much, but the whole situation was chaotic all at once. The three thousand Indian warriors in the forest waited for this time, and immediately poked their heads out of the trees and grass where they were hiding, and fired at the white musketeers who had already been loaded. Because of the disturbance of the traps, the whites had no power to fight back, and many of them did not hide their bodies and were completely exposed to the guns.

This shooting killed and wounded nearly 500 white soldiers. Combined with the casualties of the previous trench defense war, the number is already about to reach two thousand. There is still a distance on the island of Royal, and they have only walked about a kilometer. In the ensuing battles, this rhythm was maintained, and the Indians were often able to kill and wound a large number of white warriors with a casualty ratio of one to five. When Győr and François landed on the island of Royal, their hearts bleed when they heard about the casualties.

The two hurried to get the troops back, and they formed positions on the shore and waited for the arrival of artillery units. The artillerymen, because of the weight of the cannons, had to occupy a boat with a twelve-pounder gun. Eighteen pounder guns could not even get on these rough rafts and boats. When the musketeers set out, the artillerymen began to prepare. In 6 hours at most, the artillerymen will all arrive. Győr and François decided that regardless of the vegetation on the island, they would directly start carpet shelling and clear the road with artillery.

However, will the god of war let them succeed so easily? Shawlin had long said that their only chance of life was to keep the white people's artillery from being unleashed. One look at the intentions of the whites, it is clear that they want to wait for the power of artillery. If not to stop it, it will have to delay the process. Fifteen artillery pieces, which had been transferred in advance, were pushed out again, and under the cover of mountain vegetation, they began to shoot at the whites who were building positions.

The power of artillery is still somewhat deterrent. The whites couldn't hit and didn't dare to chase in, so they could only be ninjas. As for the progress of the project, it has been repeatedly delayed, and those that were originally built have also been damaged to varying degrees by the artillery bombardment. They had no fortification materials in their hands, and they could only rely on the dirt and trees on the island, and they could not resist a few cannons at all. Annoyed and angry, Jer sent 3,000 warriors into the forest to pursue him, only to be beaten out again.

The time slowly dragged on into the evening, and the artillery units finally arrived. At this time, the gods of war can only retreat, enter the cave in the ground, and wait for the enemy's next attack. Of course, this is also taught by Xiao Lin, and it is difficult for them to prevent artillery holes, but using animal caves to dig some hidden holes can still form a little defense against the front-loading artillery of this period. Originally intended to be a famous tunnel war during World War II, this time it appeared more than 200 years in advance, and it will make the white people taste the bitterness.

The next day, the planned shelling of the whites appeared as scheduled. The entire range of 1,200 meters was covered by the fire of 75 guns of 12 pounder caliber and below. The fire burned, and the gods of war had already put out the fire partition ditch, and the fire burned in front of the ditch, and there was no combustible, and it was slowly extinguished. In the afternoon, the whites gathered an army of 30,000 men and prepared for the battle. A few Indian warriors who were standing guard outside hurried into the cave to report the news.

There were still 5,500 fighting Indian warriors on the island, rushing out of the mouth of the grizzly bear cave and the lynx cave that they had seized to continue the guerrilla war with the enemy. Xiao Lin didn't expect that the gods of war would be able to fight to this point, but in the end, the battle could only end with the victory of the British and French forces. After all, the gap between the two sides is too big. Of course, they also paid a heavy price, a full 10,000 white troops were completely wiped out, and the rest of the troops were also physically and mentally exhausted, and some people were even afraid that they would not be able to go to the battlefield for a long time.

The original God of War tribesmen who got the news were naturally very sad. But now that they have arrived at Yanhuang Trading Company, they have to start a new life under the company's arrangement.