Chapter 2094 The sound of drums conveys orders

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"A suggestion..." Vino murmured, feeling that his heart was greatly shocked.

Just because of this small suggestion, he wasted nearly a month.

Because he was not sure of victory, he did not dare to attack easily.

And now their troops could become well-organized due to the command conveyed by the sound of drums, and they soon captured the main locations in Boston Harbor.

Such a record result is just a small suggestion in Qin Changfeng's mouth.

Vino was hit hard!

The militia he formed came from villages in the area surrounding Boston.

Although the Continental Congress fought against Britain, most American immigrants were not optimistic about this battle.

Especially the British immigrants who made up the majority.

After experiencing the war, Britain had obtained most of the French colonies, and had even built extremely lethal weapons such as dreadnought-class battleships.

Has one of the most powerful armies in the world.

After all, the British colonial areas in America only consisted of thirteen small continents, and their area and population were less than one-tenth of the British colonial empire.

Even if Long Yan goes to war with Britain, he has to think about it now.

Facing such an opponent, could they win with the help of the Continental Congress, which had just been established by a few plantation owners and factory owners who controlled capital?

It’s simply a fantasy!

Based on this situation, Vino has no way to win over most people in the city.

Let alone getting these people to join the military.

Only those people who have been squeezed out in America will choose to support their Continental Congress Army when they are forced to have no other choice.

Although these people are also immigrants from Europe.

Similar letters are used, but the language is not fluent.

The same meaning, two languages ​​written with letters, are completely different in writing and reading.

Wei Nuo sighed. This would undoubtedly increase the cost and time of command. Fortunately, Qin Changfeng could come up with such a good idea.

"Sir, how did you come up with the idea of ​​using drums to convey orders?"

"I have met many Longyan people. Although their accents are different, what they say can be understood by each other, and there is no obstacle to communication."

Vino couldn't help but asked.

He had never thought about this problem before.

Qin Changfeng looked at the steadily advancing battlefield and said calmly: "Long Yan had this method of using drums to issue military orders in ancient times."

"There was no unified Longyan before, and the language was as confusing as Europe is now."

"But we have an ancestor whose wisdom is really ahead of his time!"

"After unification, the policy of writing in the same text and cars on the same track was implemented, which unified the writing and understanding of characters."

"The framework is fixed!"

"Because of this, Long Yan has come to this day. Even if there are accent problems between regions, there will never be any incomprehensible words when communicating."

Qin Changfeng said with great pride.

Vino nodded thoughtfully. There were no unified countries in European history, such as Rome.

For example, the greatest monarch in Europe, Julius Caesar!

Although their achievements in construction are praiseworthy, but now that I think about it, they failed to do what the monarch of Long Yan did.

There is no unified text.

In the subsequent evolution, several civilizations emerged in the divided Rome, which also caused many differences in culture and language.

The initial writing also developed into many forms, and eventually each country had its own language.

After this, it will be difficult to unify the European continent...

After thinking of this, Wei Nuo sighed. He must admit that the monarch of Long Yan had advanced knowledge on this matter.

Vino turned his head, no longer thinking about this sad topic, and looked towards the battlefield in the distance.

At this time, his troops had already invaded Boston Harbor.

The continued advancement of the battle allowed Britain's scattered forces to gather together.

They covered the harbor with sandbags and used them as bunkers.

As for Vino's troops, they were on the offensive and had no way of finding such a bunker.

The lack of bunkers meant that their soldiers had to take great risks in attacking.

"Order, spread out the troops and attack, don't give half a chance to the British troops to annihilate them!"

The drums roared, and the rebels who received the order dispersed and hid in the surrounding ruins to attack the British troops.

At this time, Britain's commander went to the battlefield in person.

The battle situation at the port has become gelatinous.

"I didn't expect the rebel army's attack to be so fast. I underestimated these militiamen!" the commander sighed, and then hurriedly ordered:

"Here's the map to the port. We can't sit still and wait for death. Even if we fight to the end, the port must not be lost!"

Soon the British guards presented a map of Boston Port, which clearly marked the locations of various troops.

"According to our observations, the rebels are hiding in various places in the port because they have no bunkers. Their forces are very scattered. If we concentrate our forces to break out at this time, they will not be able to stop us."

The British commander looked at the soldier who proposed this battle plan and scolded him coldly: "Soldier, did you hear what I just said!"

"I said, the port cannot be lost!"

"Not only that, we must not break out. We have been surrounded by the rebels of the Continental Congress outside. We don't know where our reinforcements are yet."

Commander Britain looked at everyone: "Tell me, how can you hold on?"

Everyone looked at the army marked on the map, and they couldn't escape or fight.

They don't know what to do with this either.

The commander took a breath and said in a deep voice: "Use our three-shot musket to suppress the rebels. Fortunately, they have no artillery, only muskets."

"I think we should be able to hold on for a while."

The commander said helplessly. At this moment, an officer said: "Let's attack from the right, General. As long as we take control of this place, the rebels will have no way to pose a threat to us. They must separate their troops to prevent us from coming." Attack them here."

The British commander watched as the opponent's fingers landed on the warehouse above the port.

There is a large amount of goods stored there, and there is a passage that can directly enter their rear.

But similarly, they can also use this passage to directly penetrate the opponent's rear.

However, the entrance and exit of this road have been controlled by troops from both sides.

The British commander frowned. This idea was very risky. If they couldn't win, they would be even more passive.

However, after some struggle, the British commander said solemnly: "I agree with your plan."

"You personally lead this assault team, and I will use three bursts of muskets from the front to suppress the opponent's attack!"

"yes!"