"Person Gao, you lead your troops to wander around from the north, and Person Li, you lead your troops to wander around from the south." On the battlefield, soldiers from both sides were fighting fiercely. President Pan judged the situation on the battlefield and called two commanders under his command.

They each led 5,000 soldiers to surround the flanks and surrounded the Flanger.

After receiving his order, the two commanders immediately ordered the generals and soldiers, and each surrounded the two wings of the front battlefield.

In order to deal with the Marines' attack, the Florians pressed all the Florian soldiers on the front battlefield, and the two wings allowed the indigenous army to defend.

In comparison, the two wings naturally become the weakest place.

"Bang bang bang..."

Not long after, in addition to the gunshots on the front battlefield, dense gunshots also came from the battlefields on both wings.

Since the indigenous army only equipped a small number of flintlock rifles, most of them were holding swords.

The battlefield on both wings was basically covered by the gunshots of Qin-style rifles.

In order to break through the defense line of the indigenous army, Marine soldiers flexibly shuttled between buildings and advanced forward under the cover of their companions.

The soldiers occupying the roof took advantage of their vision and kept shooting and killing exposed native soldiers.

In the building, the native soldiers often greeted the grenades thrown in by Marine soldiers.

For a moment, the entire battlefield of the two wings was filled with smoke.

The Florence soldiers had never seen the Marine Corps tactics, so how could the indigenous army of Luzon have seen it?

Most of them serve the Folang Jiren, and most of them just want to have a good meal, and they are not loyal ministers to the Folang Jiren.

As soon as he contacted the Marines, he suffered a lot of casualties, and the native soldiers were immediately frightened.

Faced with the advancement of Marines, their front line was constantly compressed.

"asshole!"

The offensive of the two wings of the Dasong army naturally did not escape Barentes' eyes.

But he could only watch the indigenous army shrink its front in a defeated manner.

Ferrero gave him too few Ferro soldiers.

With the same number, they may not be opponents of the Da Song army.

How did a mere 8,000 people deal with the Dasong army with more than 20,000 people?

Although the indigenous army is large in number, they obviously have more of their roles to strengthen their momentum.

When fighting a battle with the wind, they can deal with some of the enemies, but when facing a battle with the wind, they will be like stray dogs holding their tails together.

He was thinking about how to reverse the situation when suddenly there was a loud gunfire in front of him, accompanied by continuous explosions.

On a roof less than fifty meters away from him, a soldier of Folangji stood up to load the bullet, but suddenly covered his chest, fell down, and rolled to the ground.

In the alley in front of the dead soldiers, Folangji soldiers rushed out of the alley and tried to retreat.

But before they arrived, they were shot and killed on the street.

"Col. I can't stand it in front of me anymore. The firepower of the Dasong army is too fierce. Their soldiers are as flexible as monkeys. They can shoot in any posture, and even load bullets while running. This is crazy." A Furang-Jian officer retreated to Valenza in panic under the cover of the soldiers, with his eyes frightened.

He admitted that the front-mounted rifled rifle is very powerful and the accuracy has been greatly improved.

It is precisely because of this that they can block the Dasong army on the front battlefield until now, rather than collapse like the indigenous army.

However, the muskets that satisfied them very much appeared to be dwarfed in front of the Da Song army again.

When he shot, many soldiers under his command had to expose their bodies in order to recharge, which led to many casualties.

Of course, there is another fatal point, they load too slowly.

This not only made their firepower seem insufficient, but sometimes the Dasong soldiers even used their time to load the bullet to advance.

"If you can't stand it, you have to bear it. Behind us is Governor Ferrero. For the honor of Ferro and for the honor of the Western natives, even if only one person is left, he will fight to the end." Barenza shouted to the officer, "Glenn, now lead your soldiers to defend the front for me."

"Yes, Colonel." Glenn opened his mouth, feeling miserable.

Senior officers such as Ferrero and Valenza have been at peace in Luzon for too long.

So I haven't visited the battlefield in person for a long time.

He made a casual order, but he didn't know how cruel the soldiers on the front line would face.

He came back at risk, not cowardly, but had a premonition that his soldiers would not be able to hold on.

The so-called honor cannot convince the soldiers in the face of desperate wars.

But, he must obey the orders.

Back at the front line in the rain of bullets, Glenn saw the bodies of Flangji soldiers all over the ground, and many wounded soldiers were screaming.

Soldiers who can still fight are struggling to maintain the front line.

In order to prevent Dasong soldiers from advancing forward, there were special soldiers responsible for detecting the situation on the street.

Once the Dasong soldiers advanced forward, the soldiers hiding in the alley rushed out of the alley and shot outside.

"Captain, what do you mean by the Colonel?" Glenn came back, and a second lieutenant officer immediately asked.

"Colin let us hold on." Glenn said hard.

The officer's eyes immediately dimmed, and he and his soldiers had already reached their limit.

They have never experienced such a cruel war.

In just one hour, more than 2,000 soldiers were killed.

No matter how they defend, Dasong soldiers can always break through their front lines.

Even if they suffered casualties, they did not weaken their will to attack.

In his opinion, these great sang soldiers were even better than the British soldiers.

What's more, they are using muskets that are better than them, and a grenade thrown by grenades.

But the grenades once threw grenades like flowering bullets, which were obviously not as light as the grenades used by the other party.

"Boom boom boom..." The two of them were talking, and suddenly several balls of flames rose from the entrance of their alley thirty meters away.

More than a dozen Folangji soldiers fell down in screams.

Glenn and the officers suddenly changed their fear. This was a signal that the Da Song army was about to advance again.

Other Florian soldiers also realized this.

The soldiers in the alley rushed towards the alley and set up the positions of the dead and injured soldiers.

Holding muskets, they rushed out of the alley.

Sure enough, on the front street, fifty or sixty Dasong soldiers were rushing towards their location.

Seeing that the soldiers of Folangji aimed at them, the soldiers rolled forward on the spot or rolled in other directions, or they would just lie on the ground, raise the musket and shoot at them.

The flexible movements of the Dasong soldiers made most of the bullets of the Flangji soldiers lose.

Some Da Song soldiers were also hit and fell to the ground.

However, at this stall, they suffered even greater casualties.

After one wave of shooting, Dasong soldiers replaced the bullets at an extremely fast speed and immediately launched a second wave of shooting.

The other Folangji soldiers who rushed from the alley to the entrance of the alley were shot and killed by Dasong soldiers before they could even shoot.

As Dasong soldiers approached the entrance of the alley, some soldiers threw grenades deeper into the alley.
Chapter completed!