Qiul stared ahead, sighed deeply, and wiped tears from his eyes: "People from the fourth team are following me!"
Chur advanced with heavy steps, followed by about ten British soldiers, armed with spears and muskets.
George's troops were one step ahead of Chur, so Chur's troops followed George's troops.
Qiul looked at George in front of him and suddenly remembered the previous scene. George stopped him from signing up to perform the task and saved his life.
This guy is definitely not ordinary, maybe you can survive by following him.
Thinking of this, Qiul quickly followed and looked at George.
"George, is there any way you can survive? The French army is ambushing ahead."
"With more than thirty recruits, we may not be able to defeat them. We will also encounter enemy traps. If you have any good ways to help us survive, please tell us."
"It may not be too late."
George glared at Luosuo Qiul, said nothing, but continued to observe his surroundings.
This is a jungle, and the snow has not yet melted. Walking on it will leave footprints, but they will soon be covered by the wind and snow leaves.
The British troops wore cloth shoes when marching, and the troops cleaned up the traces after breaking, so they left no traces when they walked.
But it's different here!
There was silence all around. If it weren't for the footprints of someone walking on the ground, George wouldn't believe that someone had been here.
As he went deeper, Qiao Zhe suddenly felt that something was unusual here.
He immediately stopped and made a stop gesture, and the rest of the people also stopped.
Didn't move on.
Qiul was confused when he saw this. He was about to say what was going on, but a hand blocked his mouth.
Qiul stared blankly, while George looked around but made a silent gesture.
Immediately afterwards, George made a retreat gesture again.
Everyone strolled back and retreated into the jungle. After observing that there was no danger, George stared at Chuul and said in a deep voice: "We are at war now."
"If you don't want to die, just keep your voice down!"
Qiul was stunned, but Bi was furious. He was on an equal footing with George after all, so he was scolded by him.
I feel very unbalanced.
But Qiul didn't have a seizure, because he knew that the man named George in front of him really knew how to survive on the battlefield.
George looked at the field again and found that there was no movement. He breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Chuul again and said, "Okay, now you can ask if you have any questions."
Qiul immediately said in a deep voice: "What on earth are you doing?"
"There is not a single French person here. Are we so careful? I think we should return to the main force. This place is still too dangerous."
Hearing these questions, George laughed and said: "It is precisely because there are no French people here that it is dangerous."
"Why do you think these footprints are left on the ground?"
"The French seem to be fine, but are they using these footprints to attract our troops to send cannon fodder to die to explore the road?"
Qiul was left speechless.
George took a sip, spit it out slowly and said, "We may be in trouble now. The large force may have been ambushed by the other party."
"They are probably pushing us into France's trap."
Qiulun's face suddenly changed with fright: "How is this possible? How did you deduce these situations!" d
George glanced at the footprints outside and said in a deep voice: "Since we came to this jungle, we have encountered many small French troops, and the troops have repaired their routes every time."
"But we still haven't been able to bypass these French troops. This illustrates a problem. Our troops can encounter small French troops wherever they go."
"They are forcing us to revise our course."
"Our large forces are constantly adjusting their routes because of this, in an attempt to minimize losses!"
Qiul calmed down a bit and tried to calm down.
After a moment, he said: "Your inference is unreasonable. If that were the case, we would have let the French army know their whereabouts long ago. They have enough strength to conduct a surprise attack in the jungle, and the effect will be the same." ?”
George shook his head and said: "You are right, if we fight a surprise battle, we will indeed suffer heavy losses, but you have to think, what if we lose the surprise battle?"
"In a big surprise attack in the jungle, there are no conditions for a cavalry charge here. We have a total of 10,000 troops. For such a huge force, the cost of a sneak attack in the jungle will not be too low."
"I guess they are waiting for our large force to trap before launching an attack, so that the French can gain the greatest victory at the smallest cost."
After hearing this, Qiu Er thought about everything. He looked at George and asked, "In that case, can't we just tell the troop commander the news?"
George chuckled: "What wise decision do you expect our deaf-blind commander to make?"
"Or do you think they can take our team captains' words seriously?"
Qiul said unconvinced: "Even if this is the case, we should give it a try. After all, there are so many people in this expeditionary force."
George shook his head helplessly: "It's too late now."
Qiul frowned and said directly: "What do you mean?"
George sighed: "The French army had already started taking action when we entered the jungle. The reason why we are still alive is because we have not reached their ambush point yet."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of fighting came from not far away.
The sound of artillery and the cry of killing rose, and Qiul stared blankly at George who predicted the attack.
George sighed and said: "The thirty or so of us have no ability to change this battle."
"After the sound of artillery fire subsides, let's go to the starting point. This is the only thing we can do now."
Everyone fell into silence, and soon darkness fell.
But the sound of artillery fire continued, and the battle lasted until the second half of the night, when the sound gradually died down.
The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.
They seemed to be integrated into one body in the dark jungle.
Until all that was left was loneliness and silence.
By the next morning, Chul's face was as stiff as stone.
George led them carefully to the place where the sound of gunfire came from yesterday, which was a little far away from where they left the main force.
Apparently the main force did not wait for them, but changed direction and left.
Looking at the bodies everywhere.
George's heart didn't waver at all. He watched Qiul looking at a corpse on the ground. This man's head had been blown away, but it was not difficult to tell from the military uniform he was wearing that this was the officer who had given the order before.
