For the Qiongzhou Army, the battle this morning went very smoothly.
As expected, when noon arrived, Yong Wang's remaining shore-based artillery was destroyed.
drink!
Total destruction! Happy!
The artillerymen began to cheer. For them, destroying the opponent's artillery represented the successful end of the mission. As for the rest, it depends on the charge of the ground troops.
In war, morale is very important, both for ourselves and the enemy.
When morale is high, the subordinates appear to be in a state of high morale, and when morale is low, they become disheartened.
For now, the morale of the Qiongzhou Army is strong and they are very suitable for launching a charge.
then……
Snapped!
Qi Yu fired a shot into the vast sky and blew the horn to defeat the enemy.
After receiving the order, Harry also reacted immediately: Team 1, charge forward with all your strength! Team 2, Team 3, stand by where you are!
"Roar!"
"..."
The Fusang people under Harry were originally extremely violent and brutal gangsters. It was only because they were brainwashed that they turned into submissive Persian cats. But once they were freed from the shackles of imprisonment, these people became bloodthirsty.
of tiger.
This is real.
You see, in the biting cold wind, these Fuso people braved the rain, stepped on the biting sea water, and ran out with their machetes as if they were ready to die.
Visually, it's very tragic.
Therefore, Qi Yu sighed in response: "The wind is rustling, the water is cold; a strong man will never come back."
Yes, this trip is indeed gone forever.
Although it was a rainy day today, which affected the musketeers under King Yong to a certain extent, a skinny camel was bigger than a horse, and no matter how frustrated the musketeers were, they were stronger than those who used big swords.
What's more, there are some fake Japanese in the trenches who came to help defend after hearing the news. The current situation cannot be underestimated.
This battle is a bone-gnawing level of tough battle, there is no moisture at all, and there is no chance at all.
In short, one word to describe it: tragic!
How miserable is that?
Let's put it this way, if ordinary people are compared to the Qi practitioners in the novels about cultivating immortals, then Harry's Fuso Army is a successful Daxiu in the Foundation Establishment stage, and the Musketeers under King Yong are high-level practitioners in the Golden Core stage.
guy.
This is the difference.
The current Fuso Army is a cross-level challenge.
However, the miracle in the novel did not happen in reality. Almost in a blink of an eye, the first team of Fuso Army was defeated by the big guys in a matter of seconds.
"Fuck! Baga!"
Harry was completely angry!
He felt that in front of an old friend like Qi Yu, it would be more honorable to pretend to be thirteen and show off, but now he was being directly abused. Where could he put his old face?
"Second team, third team, regardless of front or rear, attack together for me!" Harry said in a sullen tone, his mouth full of anger.
In fact, Mr. Ha's wording is a bit inappropriate. It would be more appropriate to call it an all-out attack.
Yes, he has only divided into three teams in total. Now that they are all out, what spare tires are available?
Alas!
Mr. Ha really went all out this time!
However, there are no eggs.
Harry originally thought that his massive crowd tactic of bullying the minority would beat the King's army to the ground, but he did not expect that he would be pinned to the ground and rubbed by the enemy. The situation was horrific.
After an hour, the males and females were separated.
Except for the more than 20 Fuso soldiers who escaped back, all the others were killed. Especially, the mountains of corpses piled up in front of the high wall made people feel a little uncomfortable.
However, King Yong's musketeers did not go anywhere, and paid a huge price for this.
Although we don't know exactly how many people they killed in the battle, we can estimate it roughly.
Let's put it this way, as far as the number of people they are currently breathing is only about thirty.
Harry felt a little sad, oh no, it should be said that he felt distressed.
Now, he has returned to the era of polished commander.
"Oh God! I can't live anymore..."
"How much sorrow can you have? It's like me, Harry, who goes to a brothel and can only stare at the current situation..."
Looking at Mr. Ha who was heartbroken, Qi Yu just let out a few symbolic sighs of sympathy, and had no other comfort.
In fact, he couldn't help but feel a little happy instead of sad.
How to say this?
Qi Yu felt that having such a wave of bloodthirsty tigers and wolves lurking within his jurisdiction was like sleeping with a time bomb, and he could not feel at ease.
Non-my family, its heart must be different.
Therefore, it must be taken precautions against.
However, for these Fusang people who have committed many crimes, perhaps this ending is the best option for them to die a worthy death.
After sighing for a moment, Qi Yu quickly brought his thoughts back to reality.
Looking at the current situation, Tuen Mun's defense line is about to collapse, and only one final last-ditch attack is needed.
How to do it?
Give up?
Absolutely impossible. The battle has reached this point. How can we turn back at will? We only need to work harder and we can grasp the fruits of victory in our hands.
Then, keep fighting!
good!
Thinking of this, Qi Yu's face froze and he said to Fu Xian: "Now, it's time for our musketeers to show off, so we can't hold back! I'll order you to charge immediately and capture the fortress in one fell swoop."
"yes!"
Give the order and move!
Different from the Fuso Army's charging style with their heads high and their chests high, the musketeers under Fu Xian's command hunkered down and advanced slowly, and they would even lie on the ground and crawl forward.
Although the posture is a bit ugly, it can effectively avoid the opponent's musket fire.
It can be seen that Fu Xian put in a lot of sweat and effort in daily training.
When they approached the high wall, the Qiongzhou Army, which was lying prone, suddenly jumped up and quickly launched an attack.
This is an effective attack.
Half an hour later.
The brave and skillful Qiong army finally broke through King Yong's last line of defense in one fell swoop.
At the same time, this also means that Qi Yujun won the final victory in the Tuen Mun naval battle.
But at this moment, the wind and clouds in the sky suddenly changed again. Not only did a typhoon blow, but it also started raining heavily.
What a blessing for Qiong Jun!
If this victory came one day later, Qi Yu's army would have to stay at sea and fight against the wind and waves.
Get ready to dock!
After receiving the order, Peng Wenchang directed the warships and fishing boats to move towards the shore.
Then, anchor and stop.
Then it was time to disembark.
"Brother Ha, if you wait a little longer, we can have a big drink and share the gold and silver..." Qi Yu, who was in a good mood, began to tease him.
As soon as he heard about the cents, Harry immediately forgot his previous frustration and laughed along: "Master Qi is absolutely right. I can't wait to go to King Yong's treasury to hunt for straw."
"Yeah?"
"Ha ha……"
The two of them were joking and joking when they suddenly saw Fu Xian running over to report: "I am reporting to Master Qi that King Yong... escaped in a boat."
"What? He escaped?"
Although Qi Yu was a little surprised, there was no big disturbance in his heart.
Like Harry, he only cared about the small treasury, and the rest were just trivial matters.