This wasn't just nonsense. Hunchun had already agreed to their condition when he accepted them as soldiers of the Xionggui Camp. The Rakshasa ghosts in the Xionggui Camp could help Hunchun defeat any enemy or even the devil in hell.
But they will not fight against their own motherland and their own people. Once they encounter the army of their motherland and their own people, they must withdraw from the battle!
Today, these bear ghost warriors fulfilled their vows and after confessing to the priest, they gathered in a shack area by the Haihe River without any orders. They waited for something to happen and stopped fighting, turning into a neutral army!
The Xionggui Battalion has always been the main force of resistance tonight and the backbone of the Guanwai Army. They stopped fighting and the other battalion leaders also lost their prestige. After suffering setbacks, they quickly retreated to the Jingwu Heroes Association.
These foreign Japanese soldiers began to move and surrounded the Jingwu Heroes Association!
"Reform the team...Reform the team...Protect Mr. Yang...Protect the artillery..."
Zai Tu and the others finally came back to life. After the battlefield was stabilized, the defeated troops were regrouped by the supervising team. Although they still ran away a lot, they still had more than 10,000 people gathered.
"I am the son of Emperor Guangxu of the Qing Dynasty, my eldest brother Zaitu... Which one is the commander? Which one is the commander..."
Zai Tu rode his horse and rushed towards the British military formation, surrounded by his personal guards. Of course he knew that this kind of battle must be led by the British!
The British looked down on ordinary people of the Qing Dynasty, but they were still polite to the nobles. The first lieutenant colonel saluted Zai Tu.
"British Army Lieutenant Colonel Andrew sends his greetings to His Royal Highness... Please His Highness organize an army to protect our artillery. After a night of bloody battle, the enemy's artillery shell reserve should be insufficient!"
"And our supply of artillery shells is perfect... There are still two of our arms ships on the Haihe River. As long as His Royal Highness allows us, we can fire artillery on the Haihe River to bombard this enemy's stronghold!"
"What? You still have cannons on Haihe River?"
"Of course there are...two 300-ton river gunboats, the Thames and the Quickleg...there are also 120-caliber naval guns on them, and there are plenty of cannonballs!"
"Hahaha...Okay, okay...I am the prince of the Qing Dynasty, I am the eldest brother, and I authorize your navy to fire, fire!"
In fact, you can also say that the so-called warships on the Haihe River are armed merchant ships or privateers! Each of the two ships has a 120-caliber naval gun, and the rest are machine guns and the like for close protection.
Most of these ships perform the task of transporting weapons, ammunition or emergency supplies to dangerous areas!
It is unrealistic to expect them to engage in naval battles, but if they are bullying enemies who do not have anti-ship weapons, this 120-caliber cannon is an artifact.
The bugle sounded. Among the ships parked on the Haihe River, two huge cargo ships suddenly lifted the rainproof tarpaulins on their bows, revealing the dark cannons inside.
These British people have long been prepared to participate in the war. The Jingwu Heroes Association is also their key defense area. Shooting Zhu Yuan has already proofread it.
No need to aim at this moment, just fire according to the shooting elements measured during the day!
Boom...boom...
The sound of explosion is far duller than the sound of 88 artillery firing. In this era, range is axiom and caliber is justice. The more powerful the artillery is, the greater your reasoning is.
The ripples on the surface of the Haihe River were destroyed by the sudden vibration, and the fish swimming under the water fled everywhere in shock.
Two black pillars of smoke rose instantly from the Jingwu Heroes Association. The woodshed and kitchen were hit by bullets one after another. Pots and pans were blown to pieces, and the roof collapsed.
The flames were rising up, and the fire was about to start.
"Hahaha... It blew up well... It blew up well... It's revenge, revenge..." Zai Tu jumped off his horse and jumped excitedly.
Andrew smiled lightly, "Artillery is the god of war, and naval guns are the king of the gods... So what if a small plain residential area is a fake fortification?"
"If they don't have artillery against the ship, then they are just fish... We are the kitchen knives!"
"Haha, then call me Daozu, and they are fish meat... Anyway, they are fried beautifully, beautifully!"
At this point, Zai Tu suddenly asked in a low voice, "Mr. Andrew...why did Britain directly join the war? Why did France and Tsarist Russia also follow?"
"This is the property of the King of the Far East. The flag of the Far East Kingdom has been raised...Aren't you afraid of causing diplomatic conflicts and war between the two countries?"
Andrew looked at the elder brother and said, "Your Highness...you...may not know the latest information!"
Andrew secretly came up and whispered a few words in his ear, and then Zaitu's eyes suddenly widened as big as eggs, and were covered with red bloodshot eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.
Then he smiled crookedly like he was having a seizure, "Haha...hahaha...hahahaha...how is this possible...hahahaha..."
"God bless my Qing Dynasty...Father! Long live, long live, long live...Your old career is accomplished! It is accomplished!"
Zai Tu has fallen into madness, with half a foot of drool dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his whole person has fallen into complete madness. Ronglu and Yisiha went up to ask, but Andrew shook his head and refused to say anything.
Ronglu and Yisiha knew that they were not at a high level, so why not continue fighting?
"Young and old men...you have all seen...this shabby village has no cannonballs...the foreign masters' cannons have all fired from the Haihe River!"
"Now your credit is for nothing! Aren't you going to sacrifice your life? Do you really have to wait until everyone is killed before you regret it?"
"The whole army is in preparation... ready for battle... With the support of Master Yang's artillery, what do we have to fear?"
"Don't be afraid... We are not afraid anymore... Defeat this Zhuangzi... Kill them all..." Cao Futian, who was full of stench, dragged his crotch of feces and piss and led his men to shout slogans. The morale of this group of rebels was actually reduced at this moment. Come back bit by bit.
At this time, the Jingwu Heroes Association was in chaos. The caliber of naval guns was much larger and more powerful than field guns. The only drawback was that the firing speed was slower.
Boom...boom...the dull sound of cannons kept ringing, and a cannon could be fired every more than a minute.
But this power is too great. One shot will cause the house to collapse and the fire to shoot into the sky. No matter how powerful the hero is, he will not be able to save his life when encountering such a bombardment.
No matter how many years you have practiced your internal strength, if the cannon explodes, everything will turn into powder!
"Master... let's go... take the brothers to break out... break out to the east..." At this time, the experienced farmer and the eagle spoke.
"General Hunchun is seriously injured and needs first aid... and we have no way to deal with naval guns... This Zhuangzi can defend against field guns, but no one can do anything about naval guns!"
"Keep the green hills here, don't worry about running out of firewood...hurry up and go to the industrial zone!"
Xiang Lang clapped his hands and stamped his feet distressedly, "Zhuangzi has been run for several years. This is a nail for us Chinese in Tianjin..."
"I am incompetent, so it was destroyed in my hands... Everything is gone, everything is gone!"
"Let's go...the head of state will take revenge on everyone. We can't make any more meaningless sacrifices!"
The Jingwu Heroes Association finally made the decision to retreat. The elderly, children, women and children in Zhuangzi retreated first. The heroes from the Jianghu also gathered foreign troops to suppress the formation. A group of breakout troops opened the back door and began to withdraw to the east under the cover of night.
Huo Yuanjia and a brother also wanted to stay and resist, but the village owner ordered them to leave first. "My child...protecting General Hunchun, this mission is more important than anything else!"
"I trust you and that's why I let you carry out this mission! Let's go..."
After Xiang Lang finished speaking, he also picked up two cluster grenades and stuffed them into Huo Yuanjia's waist. With tears in his eyes, Huo Yuanjia cupped his fists and bowed, then turned around to protect Hunchun's stretcher and retreat.
But at this moment, there was thunderous sound of horse hooves from the northwest, followed by gunshots!
"Damn it, the rebel cavalry, they are coming to encircle our retreat...The Bergen Camp...stop the rebels and protect the general's retreat..."
"Hey...the whole army attacks..."
None of the more than 300 remaining warriors of the Bergen Battalion flinched. With their bodies covered with scars and broken bayonets, they charged towards the cavalry tide.
Like the Jingwei reclaiming the sea, three hundred warriors suddenly crashed into the tide of cavalry!
Boom...boom...
Fearless's young mind was shocked. These explosions were the last Bergen Battalion soldiers who ignited the glory bombs on their bodies and died with the enemy.
At this point, the Bergen Battalion was completely wiped out!
