Bonaparte immediately retreated from the battlefield with his assault troops.
He has changed his thinking on combat. This war will be a protracted but not protracted battle.
He ordered the soldiers to form more assault troops.
Use wheel battles to consume the opponent's patience and accumulate the resentment of their troops.
When the patience of the British troops is almost exhausted, that is when their troops will achieve final victory.
It must be said that Bonaparte's battle achieved good results.
Each of their attacks was directed against the southern flank of the British forces.
However, after three rounds of attacks, the British troops on the south side had already suffered a large number of wounded.
The battle is no longer enough to sustain, but the numerous British troops elsewhere have no intention of sending more manpower.
This also just verified Bonaparte's conjecture.
At this time, the commander of the British Army, leading the troops on the south side, kept sending messages requesting support.
But every time it was as if nothing happened, and he didn't get any response at all.
"Captain, we won't be able to hold on without support!"
"The enemy doesn't know why, but they only target us!"
The legion commander took a deep breath, feeling even more resentful. If the commander was still there, they would definitely be able to get support.
But now that the message of his request for support has been sent out, the troops who were so idle that they were almost hurting did not show the slightest expression, and even seemed to be adding insult to injury.
This is because he wants to see his troops exhausted so that he can withdraw from the competition for commander.
After all, without him, there would be one less competitor for this position, so why not?
"No more fighting, let's retreat!"
"Let those troops continue to hold their ground!"
The legion commander said in a deep voice.
The adjutant's expression changed after hearing this. If he retreated during the war, he would be a deserter.
Deserters are intolerable to any army.
If they return to Britain, the only thing waiting for them is judgment!
"Captain, we are disobeying military orders, and we are deserters!"
"You disobeyed a military order. Do you think there is a commander now?"
"And who says I'm a deserter? We're just attacking in a different direction!"
The regiment leader said coldly: "Let's go and attack in the other direction!"
The troops guarding key locations on the south side really changed their direction to attack.
The regiment leader's decision will directly lead to the wide opening of their southern road, and no unit can hinder the mainland rebel army's attack.
Bonaparte observed the sudden changes on the battlefield through his telescope.
The troops on the south side have withdrawn!
A smile appeared on Bonaparte's lips. At this moment, Green ran to the front line excitedly and said to the other party: "The troops on the south side have withdrawn!"
"Oh my god, how did you do that!"
Green looked at Bonaparte in disbelief.
Bonaparte glanced at him and said casually: "It's just some small tricks."
"If you're good at observing, you can spot it too!"
"Now is the best time for us to attack the hills!"
"General, give this order."
Green's eyes lit up. The showdown between their troops and the British troops after they entered the hills had officially begun!
"The entire army attacks with all its strength from the south!"
The mainland rebels immediately launched an attack, breaking through the road from the south into the hills, tearing apart the enemy's defensive line!
Looking at the sudden appearance of the Continental Rebel Army, the British soldiers and officers looked confused.
Because at the protective points on the other side, no information about the British troops' operations was received at all.
Except to the south!
The troops in the south have fallen. This is impossible!
Even if the troops in the south fall, there will be no sound at all when the mainland rebel army attacks.
"Look, there's someone over there!"
The other officers of Britain looked at the past through the telescope, and their expressions suddenly changed!
"This is defection!"
"These hateful guys!"
"Now is not the time to argue about this matter. The top priority now is to defeat the rebel army!"
"They have already invaded the hills, and it is only a matter of time before they fight back!"
One of the officers said in a deep voice: "Now that the south side has been broken, let's find another way!"
"Our troops still have the upper hand!"
On the battlefield, British troops began to mobilize urgently to support the southern defense line.
But the mainland rebels who entered the southern defense line were even more ferocious.
At this moment, the British troops saw the courage of the Continental Rebel Army!
Even though there was a huge gap in military strength and the firepower of their equipment was inferior, the Continental Congress troops charged forward fearlessly.
When Bonaparte saw the soldiers of the Continental Congress, he used his body as a shield to stop the bullets.
Time and time again, attacks were launched without stopping.
On the hills, there is no cover except for scattered trees.
Britain's condescending fighting style has an overwhelming offensive advantage.
The Continental Congress troops were so poorly equipped that they did not even have artillery cover.
Under an attack like Britain's, they had to pay a huge price for every step forward.
But every step forward by the Continental Congress is extremely solid.
Even the British troops couldn't help but feel admiration.
They are not fighting death, they are embracing death and sending a fight to hell.
At this moment, the British soldiers looked at the Continental Rebel Army rushing up from below, and felt their scalps numb. These troops were like undead spirits that could not be killed.
"ah!"
A British soldier saw the approaching Continental Rebels and fired wildly, but it had no effect.
The officers at the top of the hill were all numb when they saw this scene. Such an attack would pay a huge price.
But again, their troops will pay a huge price.
At this time, I don't know which officer said: "The war has been going on now, do we still need to continue to persevere? Let's retreat."
"Conserving more strength and waiting for reinforcements will be the best way."
Everyone glanced at him and were already shaken.
There is no commander who is difficult to convince the public. If he uses all his troops at this time, the gain will outweigh the loss.
After thinking of this, everyone agreed to this method.
Withdraw!
This seems like a good choice.
But the adjutant of this unit, who was the temporary commander, laughed at himself: "We still have the advantage in terms of strength, but you actually have to withdraw."
"When the troops on the south side retreated just now, you scolded them for defecting!"
"Keep fighting. The commander is dead. I am the highest-ranking officer here and should be in charge of commanding the troops!"
However, at this moment, there was a bang!
The bullet passed through the head, and these legions didn't even look at the adjutant who fell in a pool of blood!
