"I will ensure your safety." Vino said seriously.
Qin Changfeng looked at the situation outside, which was already chaos.
In the panic of the war, the civilians on Boston Island robbed food and weapons like crazy, just to survive when the war affected them.
The port of Boston has been blockaded by Britain, and a large number of people are trapped in the port because they did not leave in time.
Qin Changfeng is no exception.
There was chaos outside, and leaving at this time was a wise choice, but it wasn't.
The one who kills you may be the army, or it may be the unrest civilians outside.
Vino tried his best to dissuade: "It is neither safe to stay here nor to leave. Your Excellency, please follow us. My troops will launch the first attack on Boston Port soon."
I can keep you safe. "
Qin Changfeng turned around and looked at the entourage who followed him to Boston, one translator and two servants.
If he were on his own, he would be able to leave even a messier situation than this.
But not now, especially since the translator has no combat capabilities at all.
And because of the war, the Long Yan intelligence network, which was not spread in the first place, is now completely out of contact.
Qin Changfeng still needs to repair the intelligence network, which is his task here.
After some more consideration, Qin Changfeng looked at Wei Nuo, who was looking forward to it, and said calmly: "Okay, I'll go with you, but make it clear first that I will only provide you with necessary reminders."
"How this battle is fought depends on your own command."
"After all, I am an outsider in this war. I believe those soldiers would not be willing to see a Dragon Flame man leading them."
"Great, that's enough." Vino nodded excitedly.
He had no doubts about Qin Changfeng's commanding ability, and a simple sentence from the other party could wake him up.
…
At this time, in Boston Harbor, the British commanding officer looked towards the Atlantic Ocean. In the scenery through the telescope, in addition to the endless sea, there were seagulls soaring in the sky.
"How long!"
He asked the soldier beside him coldly.
The soldier glanced at the date he recorded and responded: "It has been more than a month since we got the empire's fleet information in April."
"It's been a month..."
The British officer murmured. He now felt strongly worried about whether the British fleet would be able to arrive in time.
Their force stationed in Boston Harbor was only four thousand men.
During this recent period, the Continental Congress cut off their contact with the outside world and blocked the road into the port of Boston.
Although there are many warehouses built on the port, there is no shortage of food.
But they are now facing a bigger crisis.
Not only is there a shortage of food, there is also a shortage of fresh water!
There is no drinking water near Boston Harbor, it's all sea water.
Drinking those salty waters only made their soldiers hungrier.
"General, more than a hundred of our soldiers have become extremely weak due to lack of water. In order to solve this problem, some soldiers have..." The soldier hesitated.
The commander looked at him and asked coldly: "What's going on?"
"I have already made my choice between dying of thirst or dying of nausea."
"Some soldiers even eat raw flesh and blood just for the little bit of water inside."
Hearing this, the commander was stunned. He knew the problem was serious, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.
"General, do we really need to continue to hold on?"
"Even if we leave here by ship now, our fleet will be enough to sweep across the entire America!"
"If we continue to hold on here, I'm afraid we will be consumed by the Continental Congress before the fleet arrives."
Commander Britain also sighed and said: "Wait a minute, wait a minute..."
According to the itinerary, the fleet should arrive here soon, maybe the next moment.
The commander didn't want to end up being accused of deserting, especially now.
A month has passed, and they may be just a little bit away from victory.
And this fleet is composed of Britain's Dreadnought-class battleships.
It was a steel battleship equipped with a giant steam engine. It should not be afraid of any risks in the vast Atlantic Ocean.
After thinking of this, Commander Britain said in a firm tone: "If the fleet does not arrive in another three days, we will leave this ghost place!"
At this moment, a shell fired suddenly.
Exploded on Boston's harbor.
The alarm sounded instantly. The British soldiers, who had been highly nervous for a long time, heard the sudden explosion.
Suddenly panicked, the soldiers on the front line ran on horseback and shouted: "Attack, attack!"
"We are under attack!"
"Rise up and fight soldiers!"
"The rebels of the Continental Congress are attacking, hurry!"
…
In front of an occupied outpost, Vino pulled out the command knife from his waist and swung it forward: "Attack!"
"Seize this port!"
"We want real freedom!"
The troops behind Vino rushed to the battlefield before his call.
He looked at his troops, now uniform and orderly.
The battle started extremely fast, but the day before, this unit was as scattered as sand, and the commander could not direct it.
After Qin Changfeng agreed to serve as a military adviser, he and Wei Nuo checked on the situation of the troops.
The results left him both satisfied and disappointed.
Although they are brave, they seem to be fighting alone.
Advance, advance, aim.
They all charged headlong, without any regard for the comrades around them or the location of the enemy.
Qin Changfeng looked at such a troop and shook his head.
As General Long Yan, he knew very well that although such a unit was extremely capable of fighting alone.
But in a real battlefield, facing hordes of troops, there is only one way to defeat.
War depends on the overall combat capability, not on the individual ability of an individual soldier.
He said to Vino: "Use words they can understand and let them attack the fort in the northwest corner."
"The current troops are too scattered and there is no way to form an effective attack."
Vino frowned and said: "In fact, they don't understand any orders. There are not only British immigrants among them, but also people from other countries."
"Even after more than a hundred years in America, their language is still not circulating."
"I can't neatly tell them how to attack!"
"Tell them to the squad leaders of each unit that we will train to use drum beats to command. They will know what our orders are."
…
At this time, on the battlefield, Wei Nuo looked at the rumbling sounds of the drums on all sides.
His troops attacked based on the sound of these drums, and wherever they went, the British troops had no chance of reaching them.
If they continue to maintain this sharp momentum, victory will belong to them.
Wei Nuo looked excitedly at Qin Changfeng, who was standing aside and looking at the situation on the battlefield calmly.
It was as if nothing could affect his expression, which was always calm and calm.
Vino excitedly said to him: "Sir, we have made history!"
"No one has ever been able to make the command of a team so simple, and no one has ever been able to tame an army so quickly."
"And this miracle was created by you."
Qin Changfeng looked at Wei Nuo and said humbly: "I just made a suggestion, nothing more."
