The war that broke out in the early morning awakened the sweet dreams of countless sultans and kings in the rear areas. These cowards, who were sleeping soundly among the women, rushed to the sea like crazy for help as soon as they heard the guard's report.
"Let the Dutch warships dock, we have to get on board! It's too dangerous here..."
"Dear King, the Dutch warships say they can't dock. It's already war time, and it would be dangerous to dock... He asked you to board the ship in a small boat..."
"Damn it, we spent a thousand ounces of gold to hire them, and yet they dare not listen to their employer, these dishonest people!"
It's a pity that no matter how angry these local kings are, the two old Dutch warships just refuse to dock. This is actually a practice in war. It is no joke to berth and lift anchor. It is very time-consuming, and it is necessary to slow down to lower the sails. If you encounter an enemy attack at this time, you won't even have a chance to run.
What's more, the geographical location of Bandar Seri Begawan is very important. The two Dutch captains had a bad premonition in their hearts. They always felt that there was some monster spying on them behind them. I was afraid that the future of the indigenous coalition forces would be worrying.
Under such an inexplicable threat, it is even more impossible for them to stop the ship casually. They have to guard the bay at cruising speed. Once they discover the enemy, they can quickly seize a favorable position.
It's a pity that the local kings don't know the rules of naval combat. In their opinion, the two Dutch warships are getting further and further away from the dock, but getting closer and closer to the exit of the bay. This is nothing but escape.
"Cowards! These red-haired ghosts are too unreliable. They are trying to escape. They don't even have the courage to fight!"
"Great King, the Dutch said they were not escaping, they were seizing favorable terrain for naval battles..."
"Fart!" King Tu kicked the guard over. "They just want to run away! These liars have taken the gold and don't want to sacrifice their lives. They are more shameless than Chinese dogs!"
"Now we can only rely on the swords and guns of our soldiers. The whole army will press forward and we will personally supervise the battle... We must drive these Chinese dogs back to the Balan River!"
The panic of these sultans and kings is not unreasonable. There used to be only one pontoon bridge on the Baran River connecting the two banks. The pontoon bridge was burned before the rainy season. During the war, the Chinese were unable to build a new bridge, so the Baran River was It became a natural line of defense for the indigenous coalition forces.
Moreover, the rainy season in Borneo has never been a good time for fighting. Typhoons and heavy rains hit continuously. The water level of the Baran River surged several meters, and the width of the river more than doubled. Under such harsh conditions, even the fishermen who are most familiar with water properties do not dare to enter the water easily.
But today the Chinese created a miracle. At the most unlikely time to use troops, they launched the most violent offensive since the rainy season.
When Tu Wang was carried in a sedan chair to the front line, they discovered that the leading position had been broken through by tens of thousands of Chinese, forming three protrusions that were gradually expanding.
Three divided encirclement networks have been formed on the east bank of the Balan River. The Chinese soldiers who rushed up from the river collided with the counterattacking indigenous coalition forces. The two sides faced each other and began to stab each other with knives.
If you look down from the sky, you can clearly see that the three protrusions are three sharp daggers thrust out of the Balan River. They are moving forward inch by inch. Ten thousand soldiers are actually in front of thirty thousand soldiers. Three landing sites were found in the human army formation.
The soldiers stood side by side, using their bayonets and spears as sharp edges, cutting through the formation of the indigenous coalition layer by layer.
And those indigenous coalition forces seemed to know that the end was coming, and they made crazy counterattacks, peeling off layers of flesh and blood from the Chinese military formation.
"Hold on... All brothers, hold on, hold on to the beachhead... Our large force is crossing the river!"
"Kill these Chinese dogs... They are here for revenge... They will slaughter all our tribes... Hold on..."
The moderate rain has turned into heavy rain, and water pours down from the sky like dew. All the old rifles are no longer usable. On the battlefield, Mauser and other fixed-loading needle rifles can still shoot.
At this time, the strength of Chinese individual weapons is shown. Mauser can still fight in heavy rain. Metal projectiles can always penetrate the bodies of three or four indigenous monkeys. Wherever the battlefield is the most dangerous, only Mauser can Where to support.
However, the number of Mauser is too small. On average, three soldiers can get one shot. More soldiers can only rush forward and use their bodies to exchange lives with the enemy with the steel knives in their hands.
"Go hard! Never back down... Either we win today, or we all die in the Balan River!" Fangdong cut off the arrow stuck on his shoulder with a flash of his sword, and wiped the rain on his face. "Come on, two A brother protects my left and right shoulders and helps me break out..."
"Count me in..." Wu Haoran walked up to him covered in blood with a revolver in his left hand and a curled bayonet in his right hand.
"Why don't you say you have no clothes! You and I share the same robe... With me by your side, you can survive for a while!"
"Good brother! If you survive to the end, I will treat you to a drink! Kill..."
Two graduates of the Ryukyu Military Academy, leaning on their shoulders, were a group of young Chinese men with red eyes. Facing the endless indigenous soldiers, they began another round of hand-to-hand assaults.
The wind and rain were filled with blood, and their ears were filled with the enemy's screams and the sound of steel knives piercing flesh. The brothers behind them with the best marksmanship were providing fire support to them. Soon this protrusion would pierce the enemy's formation.
Step on each corpse forward, move forward! The aboriginal monkeys on the opposite side were suppressed by this indomitable momentum, and they were already shrinking in confusion with frightened expressions on their faces.
The Sudanese kings in the rear were so anxious that they went crazy, "Soldiers! Where are my soldiers! Rush up and block them! You are an army of 100,000 people, how come you can't stop even such a small number of people!"
In the heavy rain, a Tuwang rushed into the rain curtain with a sword and slashed at more than a dozen natives who were trying to escape. "Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed without mercy! On the supervising team, all who do not move forward will be slashed to death..."
Bang bang... there was a flash of gunfire. It was the Tuwang's guards using their most precious rifles to slaughter the defeated troops. Layers of indigenous monkeys were swept to the ground, and the blood in the air suddenly became thicker.
The brutal killing left the native monkeys no choice. They could only turn back and continue to attack the Chinese army. Now Fangdong, Wu Haoran and the others were under increased pressure. The position they had just won was suppressed by the natives. Went back.
The gap in numbers cannot be made up in a short time. The current battlefield situation is basically two rows of Chinese soldiers staring at four or five rows of indigenous monkeys wrestling on the battlefield. They almost collide with each other, push each other, and chop each other.
In this cruel hand-to-hand combat, human life is as cheap as grass!
"Where are the reinforcements? Where are our reinforcements? Head of State...where are your soldiers! We can't hold on any longer!"
Finally, desperate roars rang out from the crowd, and Fang Dong and Wu Haoran were shocked. He knew that his brothers could no longer stand it, and the morale of the army was collapsing.
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