"Everyone, hold on a little longer. We will return to Temple Street. The brigade commander will pick you up." Zhao Kun shouted loudly to the team.
In fact, his throat felt like it was on fire at this time, and his lungs also felt burning.
However, Zhao Kun knew that the soldiers below were suffering even more than him, and they had to carry heavy equipment.
Fortunately, the Huaihai Navy pays great attention to the field training of soldiers. Under normal circumstances, soldiers training for five kilometers a day is unbeatable.
Dong Shuheng knew very well that the transportation conditions in this era were limited. When going on an expedition, soldiers had to rely on their feet to walk most of the time.
However, the Tsarist Russian hunters chasing after them seemed to have a much easier time than them. Perhaps it was because they had been active in the forest all year round and knew how to travel with less effort.
Halfway through, the Russians tried to outflank once from both wings. Zhao Kun decisively ordered the commandos on both wings to move closer to the center and shrink.
And took advantage of the gap in the contraction to repel the outflanking Russians.
The Russians lost four to five hundred men along the way, and now they finally became honest and just followed behind, probably hoping to wait until the Huai navy was exhausted before swarming them forward.
"Your Excellency Baron, these Qing troops have great endurance!" Behind the team, the panting Makarov said to Dmitri.
I have always heard that the Qing army was very weak, but I didn't expect that this one I encountered was so special.
"This may be their elite, otherwise they wouldn't be sent to explore the forest." Dmitri said.
"Let the soldiers slow down and conserve their energy, otherwise they won't have enough energy to attack the city later."
Until now, he has not seen the true strength of the Huai Navy. He still wants to attack the city with more than 2,000 people in his hands.
Oh, four to five hundred people were consumed just now, but now there may not even be two thousand left.
But our Lord, the Baron, is a proud Russian nobleman. At this time, how could he give up so easily?
"Let the soldiers slow down a little. The speed of the Russians has slowed down again. Just send a few scouts to the two wings, and be careful not to outflank them." Zhao Kun said.
He knew that the soldiers had reached their limit, and they ran all the way back from the mountains and forests 40 to 50 kilometers away.
When he arrived here, he felt that the scenery around him was gradually becoming familiar, and he could reach the checkpoint outside Temple Street five kilometers further.
The trees here have already been cut down. It is definitely a good idea to follow these cut down trees.
After arriving at Temple Street, the most common thing Huai Haijun people did was cut down trees. In this undeveloped place, if humans want to survive, they have to compete with the forest for space.
What is deforestation? It does not exist here, and wherever the forest grows, wild beasts will go there. No one wants to go out at night for convenience, only to be snatched away by wild beasts.
So the Huai navy kept cutting down trees after arriving here, and all the Russians who were captured in Temple Street were also taken to cut down trees.
Some of these felled trees were used to build buildings and some were used as fuel. Most of the branches were piled up and destroyed on the spot.
After such painstaking deforestation, large tracts of open land finally appeared around Temple Street. Some of these open spaces were used to build residential areas, while most of the others were planned as cultivated land.
Zhao Kun and the others suddenly felt their eyes light up, and everyone became excited because they finally ran out of the forest.
In front of you is an open wilderness, and you can still see burn marks in some places. These are the marks left by concentrated burning of branches and shrubs.
A simple dirt road leads directly to Temple Street City by the sea. The path is simply made of earth, but it is very smooth in such sunny weather.
"Xu..." A messenger reined in his horse and stopped in front of Zhao Kun and the others.
"The brigade commander orders you to continue to withdraw towards Temple Street City and lead the enemy to the direction of the forward post. Then you go to the rear of the post to make repairs." The messenger jumped off his horse and panted.
"Yes, obey." Zhao Kun took the order.
"Brothers, hold on a little longer. The broth has been prepared behind the front position. When we get to the front, everyone can rest." He took the lead and ran forward.
"Lushou, why are we still running?" Niuwei couldn't understand.
"Ushio, you'll understand in a moment. Follow me when the whole front counterattacks, and we'll kill a few more Rakshasa ghosts."
"Well, I listen to you." As the communication medium between the tribesmen and Huai Haijun, Lushou was deeply trusted by Niuwei and others.
These people looked vaguely like a deer with a horse's head.
"Niu Wei, you will also learn Chinese in the future. Only then can you join the Huai Navy?"
"Well, Lushou, I will follow your lead."
It didn't take long for the commando to cross the position in front of the forward post along the planks erected on the trench.
People from the ambulance team were already waiting there to take the injured to the hospital on Temple Street for treatment.
Thanks to Dong Shuheng's attention, Huai Haijun is now developing very well in surgery. As long as the injuries are not too serious, these wounded patients have a high probability of surviving.
Temple Street, a place where the environment is harsh and wars are likely to happen at any time, is naturally equipped with doctors from various disciplines, especially the doctors who treat typhoid fever and trauma are senior doctors supported by Yangzhou Hospital.
In this jungle encounter, the three commandos suffered more than fifty casualties, and even the bodies of five soldiers were not brought back. It can be said that the casualties were heavy.
However, the Russians also paid four to five hundred lives, with a casualty ratio of close to one to ten.
If Dong Shuheng were here, he would definitely feel a lot of pain. Since the establishment of the Huaihai Navy, there are many battles with zero casualties.
At this time, the Russians also pursued them to the edge of the forest.
"Your Excellency Baron, are we going to chase him out?" Bakalov asked.
For some reason, he always feels uneasy. As an old hunter, Bakalov has a keen sixth sense.
This sixth sense allowed him to avoid many dangers and became one of the few experienced hunters.
"Your Excellency Baron, I think this is a trap for the enemy. There is an open space in front of us, which is very disadvantageous for us." Makarov said worriedly.
"Makarov, I understand your concerns, but we must believe in our warriors. They are all great Russian warriors. They are born to fight."
"And those Qing people across the way are just cowardly lambs. Maybe they are good at farming."
"You saw the group of people just now. They had better weapons than us, and they were the elites of the Qing army. But we drove them out of the forest like a herd of deer."
"Mr. Makarov, no matter how sharp the deer's antlers are, would you be afraid of a deer? The strength of a group of deer is far greater than that of a tiger, but they will still be defeated by the tiger. Why? Because they don't have the courage to fight."
Dmitri has said it to this extent, what else can Makarov say? Although he is the leader of the hunters, he is still just a humble hunter after all.
In a hierarchical place like Tsarist Russia, a person's identity determines everything, regardless of his ability.
Therefore, now that Baron Oberon has made a decision, Makarov can only follow it.
Just now, Makarov has expressed all his worries. He has done everything he should do.
"Makarov, let the people down there repair for a while and eat something. Tell them that they can have fun as they want after taking down Temple Street. And the company will give everyone a large reward."
"Well, at least everyone doesn't have to die in vain. The rewards mentioned by Baron Oberon are already relatively generous." Makarov thought in his heart.
He went to the hunter's team and summoned the small bosses, telling them the Baron's decision.
The hunters who were resting together suddenly became excited when they heard the news. As for the risk of death in fighting, these were never considered by fighting nations.
All they think about is what benefits they can gain through fighting. Now Temple Street City is like a huge piece of fat placed in front of them.
What they have to do is to go over with flintlock guns, kill all those yellow-skinned people, and take possession of everything they have.
The warriors of the fighting nation are so simple. Otherwise, how could they be called a fighting nation?
Time passed quickly, and it was already evening. The two sides were fighting openly and openly, and it was not a sneak attack. Naturally, they wanted to fight during the day.
"Makarov, let the soldiers prepare. As for the specific attack, it is up to you to arrange it, and I will not interfere with you." Dmitri said.
"Yes, Lord Baron." Makarov took the order to organize the team.
"When the battle begins, everyone advances in a skirmish line. Don't risk shooting until you are within range. The opponent's muskets have a farther range than ours. We must find ways to hide and crawl forward if necessary." Standing in the middle of the hunter's team, Ma said.
Karloff ordered seriously.
From the battle in the forest, Makarov discovered that the rifles of these Qing troops had a longer range than theirs, and they had a small cannon that could fire grenades quickly.
Based on this, in order to prevent large-scale consumption of manpower by the Huai Navy in the distance, Makarov made such a flexible arrangement, which shows that he is even more competent than ordinary battlefield commanders.
But even so, Makarov still underestimated the firepower of the Huai Navy.
Before, they had only encountered a few mortars and grenade fire, which could only be regarded as burst fire.
Only later when they charge will they see what coverage shooting is. How could Dong Shuheng, who believed that the truth is within the range of artillery, make his soldiers suffer from anxiety about insufficient firepower?
In a temporary forward headquarters behind the position, Lin Wei looked at the forest in the distance with a telescope.
It was already extremely dark in the forest at dusk, and you couldn't see anything inside from the outside. It looked like a giant beast that was taking a nap and might explode at any time.
"Brigadier, are these Russians going to retreat? Why has there been no movement for a long time?" a staff officer asked worriedly.
If the enemy does not launch an attack, then everything they have laid out before will be in vain.
"Don't worry, these Russians are like hungry wolves. They will not retreat until there is a winner."
"Of course, what we want is not victory or defeat, we want to keep them all here." Lin Wei said decisively.
Once upon a time, he was just a bandit leader, a bandit with a little conscience.
His ideal is to protect the village and help the poor people in Yimeng Mountain as much as possible to prevent them from freezing or starving to death.
But everything is different now, and he knows that to change everything, he must completely overthrow the old world. Just like the president and what they are doing now.
Everything is to accumulate enough strength. When one day he accumulates enough strength, Lin Wei believes that the president will lead them to build a new world where everyone can live and work in peace and contentment.