After the ultimatum was issued, Fan Nanhua has maintained restraint, but due to Argentina's lack of will for peace, Nanhua was forced to launch a self-defense counterattack.
The place where the first battle took place seemed to be expected by both sides - Viedma!
This is a city with a population of less than 2,000 and 500 defenders. The outcome of the battle was destined from the beginning.
Although the Argentines had built complete defenses, the attack of the Sixth Regiment was very smooth. When the independent mortar battalion fired dozens of napalm bombs into the Argentine army's defense line, those who originally seemed to be full of courage
, the Argentinians who were determined to live or die with the city were frightened!
The purgatory-like tragedy and the desperate and painful cries of the Burners frightened everyone!
In fact, the Argentines did not lack courage, but such a tragic battlefield situation was obviously beyond their expectation. In just the blink of an eye, their trenches were engulfed by the fire of hell.
"Devil! Devil!"
The Argentinians screamed in despair, swallowed by fear, they were unable to organize resistance!
"The South Chinese are followers of the devil, they have brought the fire of hell..."
Hellfire!
In the minds of Argentinians, apart from "hell fire", they don't know what kind of fire would look like this.
Often fear is due to fear of the unknown!
For Philip, there is only one thought left in his mind - despair!
He looked at the people around him in horror. What had become of the once vivid life? The charred people were just lying on the ground, moaning in despair. If it weren't for their slightly open mouths, it wasn't for their eyes.
The robot was still turning, but if it weren't for the painful groans coming from their throats, he would have thought these people were dead.
They are all dead, and they will die sooner or later.
"God, kill, kill me..."
Amidst the desperate howls, Philip saw a second lieutenant walking over and touching the lives of those people one after another with a revolver.
kindness!
This is true kindness!
After killing the wounded, the young lieutenant pointed the pistol at his own head, pulled the trigger and ended his life.
I have no will to continue fighting.
The purgatory-like situation and the miserable wails of the injured frightened everyone alive, whether they were soldiers or officers. As for the civil defense men, they even ran directly to the city.
passed.
"Nan, the Nanhua people are coming..."
The sound of charging horns echoed in the air, causing those who survived to look at each other in confusion. The pale-faced soldiers and officers no longer had the courage to resist.
"Brothers, it's irreversible, run away!"
I don't know who shouted, and the soldiers began to flee. Some of them fled towards the city, taking off their military uniforms as they fled, and some fled towards the Negro River, where there was also a boat leading to the city.
Carson's small steamboat. However, before they boarded the small steamboat, they encountered two river gunboats from South China on the river. Although the gunboats only had only a few dozen tons, they faced their black muzzles.
, the steamboat captain still chose to surrender.
"Don't shoot, burn these white dogs!"
The resistance of the Argentines collapsed. After the storm turned into a "pursuit", the soldiers who jumped over the trenches and charged towards the Argentine defense lines were desperate when they saw those inside and outside the trenches like burning torches.
When watching the howling Pyroman, listen to the howl they make that makes you have nightmares.
The soldiers shouted loudly to prevent someone from being kind and ending their suffering with a shot. Whether it was the burning torch or the injured whose skin was burned to charcoal, death was the real relief.
relief!
Mercy is God's business, and the world does not need to be merciful at all.
Soon, the battle was over.
There was no suspense at all. When everything was over, there were only more than 600 corpses left outside the city of Viedma. There were also many "charcoal men" who were alive but would die soon. Some of them were soldiers.
, some are civilians.
"It's really a battle without any suspense!"
Wang Degui sighed. In order to attack Biedma, the headquarters allocated three artillery battalions to his sixth regiment, and even deployed two river gunboats to block the enemy on the river.
Such a heavy blow on Beide's horse is simply a bit wasteful.
"Five thousand versus five hundred, you can't win even if you don't win!"
Amid such sighs, the army began to clear out the city. There were still many deserters in the city who had fled before.
Since he is a soldier, even if he escapes, he must be arrested.
These people are all unstable factors!
Besides, prisoners of war!
That’s a great workforce!
"Mary, they are devils, they are devils, God can testify, you don't know what we have gone through..."
Carlos, who had just escaped, cried to his wife in horror. Once upon a time, he was also a very brave man, but now, there is only fear in his mind, and fear has even swallowed his soul.
"Carlos, honey, what is going on?"
Mary looked puzzled as her husband took off his military uniform.
"What the hell is going on..."
Before the husband could answer the question, the door was knocked open and several "vicious" South Chinese soldiers broke in. The leader glanced at Carlos and said in blunt Spanish.
"you're a soldier?"
"No, no, sir, please have mercy. He, he is just an ordinary man, just..."
Before Mary could finish what she said, the leading soldier waved his hand and spoke in a language they didn't understand.
"take away!"
"Sir, please have mercy, for God's sake..."
Mary cried and begged, but the soldiers seemed to turn a deaf ear and escorted the trembling Carlos out. As Mary chased out of the house, she heard gunshots coming from the neighbor's house.
Amid the cries of the women, the prisoners were dejectedly escorted by Nanhua soldiers. Among them were soldiers and civil defense members, but now they were all soldiers.
"Sir, where are you sending them?"
Philip, who was also a prisoner, looked at this scene and asked in despair.
"You shouldn't, won't..."
Almost subconsciously, Philip thought of what the Brazilians were doing in Paraguay.
"Don't worry, Philip,"
Wang Degui smiled.
"We are not as cruel as you. Besides, as the old saying goes, "it is unlucky to kill prisoners!"
Wang Degui didn't care about anything auspicious. The commander-in-chief would have great use for these prisoners.