At this time, serious chaos also occurred in the British army's main line. When the distress signal from Dublin Castle exploded in the night sky, Major Fell's heart skipped a beat. He wondered, could he have been tricked?
He raised his binoculars and looked behind him. Sure enough, there was a faint light of fire coming from the direction of Dublin Castle. It seemed that the enemy had already begun a fire attack.
"Major! What should we do? Come back for help quickly!" the officers beside him shouted in unison.
Fair's palms were full of sweat. He knew the importance of Dublin Castle better than anyone else. It was a symbol of British rule in Ireland. It had stood for six hundred years and if it were captured by his own hands, the consequences would be disastrous.
Not to mention a permanent fall, even if it only fell for a few minutes, the symbolic meaning could inspire the disobedience of countless Irish thugs, and even the whole of Europe would laugh at it.
Do you really want to call back? But what to do here? Victory is at hand. If we work harder, we can catch the mastermind behind this rebellion. Who is funding the Irish rebellion?
Finding the mastermind and cutting him off is also the most important task.
After a brief thought, Major Fehr made a decision, "No, we cannot return for reinforcements! Continue the attack!"
"What?" Everyone exclaimed, "Sir, are you crazy? How can you not save Dublin Castle? This is a symbol of the Queen's rule over Ireland!"
The weathered historical buildings themselves are alive. The St. Patrick's Hall, General Assembly Room, Throne Room, etc. in Dublin Castle are the main activity venues of the British Governor in Ireland. The interior decoration is extremely luxurious, and the displays alone are valuable. Liancheng is full of cultural relic-level treasures.
Dublin Castle has received countless foreign envoys and held countless grand banquets. Many officers even found their love at the castle’s cocktail parties.
Not to mention that many British kings and queens have stayed here for a short period of time. The significance of this castle to the UK is actually no less than that of the Houses of Parliament, Big Ben, Tower Bridge and other famous buildings.
Throwing away Dublin Castle is a shame that no soldier can tolerate!
"I'm sorry! This is an indiscriminate order. We will never execute it. The safety of Dublin Castle is more important than the life and death of these thugs. Keep the castle first. We will have many opportunities to kill all these rebels in the future..."
"Sir, please take back the order!" Everyone said in unison.
Feier was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. From the corner of his eye, he could see the confusion of his soldiers. On the battlefield, officers were afraid of disagreements. This was the most damaging thing to morale.
"Shut up! What do you know! How could Dublin Castle be so easily captured?"
"Don't forget, I left a company of troops in the castle, as well as a high wall to protect it. There are also artillery on the city wall. How can the Irish without weapons attack? Spears and bows and arrows?"
"This is a trick of the Irish. Their purpose is to pretend to attack the castle, but actually to rescue those mercenaries... I can guarantee to God, those mercenaries must be the masterminds behind this riot..."
"Without the intervention of overseas forces, I don't believe that those potato-eating cowards could cause such a big riot! Wake up! Victory is in sight now, and no one is allowed to disrupt my military morale..."
Perhaps it was Major Fehr's previous iron-fisted killings that had shaken the morale of the army. This roar really frightened these officers, but before he could give the order, there was suddenly a muffled sound from the far southwest, and then look again The fire in the direction of the castle actually became a little brighter.
"Oh my God! There's an explosion!" the officers shouted around Feier. "Is this what you said without weapons? What's going on with this explosion? The thugs have a gun in their hands!"
"Leave him alone, we cannot bear the crime of losing the castle, withdraw our troops and return reinforcements!"
The first leader was followed by the second one, and the scene suddenly became chaotic. Feier took out his pistol and wanted to kill all these subordinates who disobeyed military orders, but there were too many people who rebelled. He could How many were killed?
At this moment, a tsunami-like noise suddenly came from the street at the end of the military formation, and then countless figures in the light and shadow of torches rushed over like crazy. Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be British militiamen all over the street.
"It's not good... Irish reinforcements have arrived... they are overwhelming and filling the streets... ah..."
Bang bang bang... gunshots rang out from behind the fleeing crowd, screams were endless, corpses fell to the ground one after another, and the dying militiamen rolled and climbed miserably.
"Long live Ireland! Attack..." As a high-pitched roar sounded, a dark group of Irish rebels appeared at the corner of the street, led by Max.
"Attack, attack the British! Dublin is ours tonight!"
"Kill!" Thousands of people shouted the same slogan and rushed towards the British front line crazily.
The faces of the British soldiers present turned pale with fright, "Fair! Are these the unarmed thugs you are talking about? Where did the rifles in their hands come from? You completely misjudged the battlefield situation. You are the sinner of this battle!"
"Turn the gun! Fire! Guard the rear wing..." The tone of countless British officers' orders changed.
Bang bang bang... The frightened British army began to turn their guns and fire, rows of bullets were harvesting lives in the crowd, but the Irish were crazy. Under the leadership of the Al-Shabaab, they completely turned into a group of tigers.
"Continue to attack...pick up the weapons of the dead...open fire and fight back..."
Max looked coldly at the British position not far away in the crowd. He saw the panic in the eyes of the British guy opposite, and he knew that the situation had completely reversed at this moment.
"Compatriots! The enemy is right in front of you... rush forward and fight hand-to-hand... fight like our ancestors did!"
"Irish Youth...charge forward!"
"Kill..." The shouts of kill instantly shook the earth, and groups of young faces were snatched out of the charging crowd. These are the core of the Young Ireland Party, and they are the bravest and best young people.
Some of them were armed with rifles, some were armed with simple spears and bayonets, and some even only had an iron rod, but they were not afraid of the British invaders in front of them.
"Al-Shabaab... charge forward!" Under the leadership of the young people, the speed of the entire military formation instantly increased to the extreme. These young people were working like crazy, not to mention the middle-aged people.
How could countless workers, farmers, handicraftsmen, and countless middle-aged men with vicissitudes of life fall behind these children, let alone let their children sacrifice themselves in front of them.
"The Irish... fight... charge forward... protect our children!"
Countless middle-aged people rushed to the front of the Al-Shabaab, using their bodies to block the British bullets. The bones of batches of victims paved the way for the charge.
At this moment, the entire British military formation has been shaken. Faced with this common death strategy, these troops who have been in the rear for a long time are completely unable to cope with it.
The pace of shooting became more and more panicked, and the expressions of the soldiers became more and more frightened. In the end, even the basic formation line could not be maintained, and the military formation was about to collapse.
Boom... there was a loud noise on the ground, and the torrent of anger finally crashed into the British army's main formation, and the most brutal hand-to-hand combat broke out.
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