"attack!"
Captain Green shouted angrily, and the British soldiers on the front line fought back.
In front of the No. 3 position in this gold mine mountain range, the place, which is not that big, is devastated.
The dead cavalrymen, spears stuck in the fierce horses, countless soldiers fighting in battle, the morning air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood.
In less than an hour, the total number of troops invested by both sides exceeded 60,000.
But there was a stalemate on the battlefield.
The first ray of sunshine today was so dazzling. Captain Green squinted his eyes, knowing something was wrong.
Although the situation on the battlefield was fierce, he had not seen the fire in position three until now.
Captain Green frowned and was extremely confused. Why didn't his Captain George take action yet?
If his side doesn't take action, his side will have to carry the offensive.
But time is running out.
Position No. 2 is less than ten kilometers away from here, and the sound of artillery fire here has already reached Position No. 2.
Calculating the time, it didn't take them too long to get here, at most two hours.
"George, what's stopping you!" Captain Green was secretly anxious.
But still did not put down the offensive.
In position three, Captain George had already launched an attack when the French cavalry archers set off.
But when Captain George advanced to position three to launch a surprise attack, he encountered the French army that had been prepared for a long time.
They were actually prepared.
A fierce exchange of fire broke out between the two sides.
There were countless casualties.
General No. 3 also left the military camp to defend against the enemy. When the British launched an attack, he gave the order to stay here.
To prevent a surprise attack by the British.
Unexpectedly, the British would come to attack them unexpectedly. Although they were prepared, their troops were not enough.
Position No. 3 has a total of 20,000 soldiers, and most of them are cavalry. It is difficult for cavalry to play a role in the position.
But things were not much better over in Britain.
The path of Britain's raid was a small road, and the exit was only large enough for three people to pass through, in terms of combat.
As long as you guard this exit, it will work wonders.
However, the general at position three never expected that the British army was so brave that they could attack fiercely despite the huge firepower on their side.
"Kill, our comrades and enemies are building barriers for us, we can't let them down!"
"Charge! This position must be taken down!" Captain George shouted coldly.
After leading the army in a brazen charge, many corpses were piled up on this road.
The expression of the general of the third position froze, and those who died in battle came in like crazy.
"These bastards!"
"Attack, we must not let them in!" The general of the third position raised his saber and took the lead in resisting the charge of the British guards.
The French infantry held back with their spears, but to no avail.
Boom!
Captain George forcibly fought his way through a bloody road, which was covered with mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
"kill!"
At an order, the British guards filed out and launched an offensive charge. The remaining French troops were less than 3,000.
Most are infantry.
There are more musketeers on the British side.
The spearmen stood in the minority.
After fighting out, the British soldiers, under the command of Captain George, opened the way for the infantry, and aimed their spears at the French infantry.
Seeing these bloody British infantrymen charging forward, they looked stunned.
The advantage was originally on their side, but how could it be reversed in an instant.
A spear stained with blood, under the sun, is like a scythe from hell demanding their souls, harvesting lives like the god of death.
The general of the No. 3 position froze and turned pale as a cloud.
If we lose the battle on the battlefield, position No. 3 will definitely not be saved!
His last bit of rationality told him that the outcome of this battle had not been decided yet.
He still has 3,000 infantry that he can use. He just needs to push these Britons back and take advantage of the terrain to hold their position.
As long as they are dragged to the second position for support, they still have a chance to win.
"Charge, charge!" the general of position three shouted hoarsely.
But the defeat was overwhelming, and these soldiers just ran for their lives in a hurry, not remembering any military orders.
The general of the third position held the saber tightly in his hand. When he saw a soldier escaping from him, he stabbed him suddenly.
The soldier's chest was pierced and blood was flowing. He glanced at the general hesitantly.
The general of position three was extremely indifferent. When the other soldiers saw this scene, huge terror slowly rose in their hearts.
"Escape from battle is equal to a death penalty!"
Yes, the French soldiers remembered the military order that escaping from battle was a capital crime!
This is America, where can they escape to?
Escape to the mountains and forests? Those Indians hated the French the most.
Escape to Britain...return to Dragon Flame City.
France is surrounded by enemies, and they cannot and cannot escape.
"We still have three thousand people, and the opponent's number is not as large as ours. As long as we charge in a wave, we can definitely push back those Britons!"
"Don't forget, we still have reinforcements. The reinforcements for position two are coming soon!"
"Do you want merit or perdition?"
Hearing these words, the French soldiers suddenly woke up.
This is position three. They have the largest number of people. Why do they still want to escape?
The British guards had only broken through their first layer of protection.
In an instant, the French soldiers who had decided to retreat united again and fought with the British guards.
Captain George narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this scene. This general in position three is unusual.
In a few words, these soldiers who were thinking of retreating were inspired to fight bloody battles again.
If it weren't for war, he would want to get to know this general and communicate with him.
Pity.
"Musketeers!" Captain George shouted coldly.
The musketry team he brought this time was not ordinary. In order to win the battle quickly, Captain George specially wanted to buy 300 continuous-fire muskets from Long Yancheng.
Yes, of all the continuous-shooting muskets in the world, only Long Yan has them.
Long Yan's musket can fire six rounds in a row, has roller shooting, and can reload very quickly, but the cost of such a musket is very high.
Even the bullets are specially made by Long Yan, and this company alone has no semicolon.
George sold three hundred muskets and one thousand rounds of ammunition for a hundred gold coins.
The cost was so high that George just scolded it.
It is difficult to use in large-scale operations and can only be equipped with a small number of troops.
This gun with a rather unique shape is called a 'revolver' by Long Yan!
boom! boom! boom!
Gunshots rang out, and countless French soldiers fell to the ground. When they died, they did not know what strange weapons the British soldiers took out in the end.
At this moment, the British were like the God of Death, harvesting life again, but the French soldiers had no intention of retreating.
In their perception, the British only used unique-looking muskets.
Bullets also need to be filled.
By the time they changed gears, these Britons had died countless times under their own spears.
