The prisoners of war limped up the mountain, but Zu Kuan actually had no intention of having any effect. It was all meat in the pot anyway, and it would be the same after simmering it for a few days until it was rotten in the pot before eating it.

Attacking the top of the mountain requires attacking from the top. Even if artillery fire is prepared, there will also be casualties. Now that the battle is almost over, Zu Kuan does not want his soldiers to suffer any more casualties. Let a few disabled prisoners go up, even if it is unsuccessful,

It will not increase the Indians' combat power much.

Zu Kuan was waiting at the foot of the mountain. It was getting dark anyway. There was no moon tonight, and the ground was covered with mines. If he went down the mountain in the dark, he would be prepared to have his feet blown off by landmines.

He ordered the mortar to test fire two rounds and calibrate the gun. Whenever someone comes down the mountain at night, he will use the mortar to blast hard. He also prepared fireworks flares and fired them immediately if there was any abnormal movement.

Back in the trench, Zu Kuan felt that he should have a good sleep. He had been busy preparing for the attack on the mountain these days, and he had hardly slept. Now that the Mongols had been beaten away, and India had become a turtle in the urn, it was time to take a breather.

It's time to breathe.

There was a full regiment and a half of Indians surrounded on the hilltop, led by a British colonel. If Zu Kuan encountered this situation, he would not consider surrendering. Either he would lead his brothers to hold the position and wait for reinforcements, or

He just led his brothers to break out of the encirclement and fought tooth and nail to open a bloody path and rush out.

Apart from this, there seems to be no third way available.

What Zu Kuan never expected was that the British major did not take the usual path and actually thought of a third way.

In the middle of the night, there were sporadic explosions. Then lighting fireworks rose one after another, illuminating the front of the Ming army's position as if it were daytime.

"Damn it, the Indians have broken through?" Hearing the noise, Zu Kuan turned over and jumped out of bed, grabbing his armed belt with one hand and ran out.

"I didn't see many Indians. My brothers were woken up by the explosion of mines." The staff officer reported quickly.

"You bastard, don't let me have a good night's sleep." Zu Kuan cursed, fastened his armed belt and took the telescope from the staff officer.

I looked with the telescope for a long time, but I didn't seem to see any Indians. It was just that there seemed to be someone running in the woods on the mountainside. It was too dark to see clearly.

"Tell the brothers to be more vigilant. Mortars are on standby at any time, ready to attack the enemy's breakout." Zu Kuan thought, it was probably the Indians who broke through.

That night, Zu Kuan would receive reports every once in a while. A certain company's position repelled the Indian attack and annihilated many Indians.

The staff officer kept gesticulating on the map. When Zu Kuan saw the map, his eyebrows raised with the word Sichuan.

The Indian attacks came from all directions and were scattered and chaotic. They were either in groups of three or five, or one person just crashed into the Ming army's defense line.

Although a force would be detached as a feint when breaking out of an siege, this feint was too scattered. Zu Kuan, who had been fighting for almost his whole life, couldn't understand what the bastards in front of him were trying to do.

"Captain, it's understandable that they break through. But it's a bit crazy to break through to our main position." The staff officer looked at the gunshots that kept ringing out from the main position in front and asked doubtfully.

"Maybe it's to confuse us and cover their main force to break out in the direction of India." Another staff officer spoke.

"Impossible! The Indian direction is our key defense area. Not only are there two companies guarding it, but there are also machine guns and mortars. There are also mines in front of the position. I really want to defeat them there and there will be no benefit."

For a time, there were divergent opinions in the command post, and no one could figure out what the Indians were going to do.

"Stop making any noise, and order all the troops to be on alert. Don't let any Indian escape from our encirclement." The chaotic situation confused Zu Kuan. The best way now is to stay where he is.

Wait for the Indians to reveal more signs and see where they break out.

Zu Kuan planned to wait until dawn. After dawn, he would not give the Indians a chance and would kill them all. He heard that the superiors had sent the Fourth Division to replace the defense, and the First and Third Cavalry Divisions would withdraw to the mainland to rest.

Damn it, it's been four years since I came out this time. The vicious northwest sun has caused two blushes on my face. Damn it, I have to take good care of my face in Xi'an before going to the capital. Otherwise, I will be exposed to those

Dandy laughs to death!

I just don’t know if this kind of honor can win the favor of the girls in Cuihualou.

After three years in the army, a sow competes with Diao Chan. He has been out for four years and has never touched a woman. But think about how Cao of the Third Division was even worse. He has not changed his defense in six years since he came to the Western Regions. This time he returned to Xi'an.

He must be as suffocated as a wolf.

Sitting in the command post, half-lying and half-lying, listening to the staff constantly reporting on the latest situation. That night, the busiest person was the correspondent. After running around all night, he was as tired as a grandson.

The sky gradually grew brighter, and throughout the night, the Indians attacked in all directions on the front. And they were all in small groups, and the number never exceeded one squad.

The sky was getting brighter and brighter, and he saw that the sun was almost coming out. Zu Kuan became more and more confused as to what the hell the Indians were going to do. As for a breakout, if they organized a charge in the middle of the night, there might still be a chance of a breakout.

But now it is bright and the sun is almost coming out. Breaking out at this time can only become a target for artillery.

No matter if you are charging at the company or platoon level or at the battalion or regiment level, you will be damned if one shell hits you.

Due to Li Xiao, the artillery deployment of the main force of the Liao Army has reached a terrifying level. There are as many as nine 120mm howitzers. There are also thirty-six 80mm mortars, which are truly effective in combat.

During this time, we can also receive fire support from the rocket launcher battery and 155mm heavy artillery in the division.

Ordinary Indians, an infantry regiment, will basically stop eating when they meet their own men. A lot of times, their own soldiers will ride on horses and capture prisoners all over the mountains and plains.

When I was a cavalryman, the troops were mainly lightly armed. At that time, the first cavalry division did not have so many cannons, but there was no way the pattern of war had changed. When the Indians were also equipped with machine guns, the war horses became pure legwork. Zu

Kuan doesn’t want to end up like Mongolia!

The sky is bright and the sun is out.

When the sun shines on the earth, it means the end of the Indians in the mountains. For many of them, this may be the last time they see the sunrise in their lives.

When the golden sunshine fell, Zu Kuan's artillery battalion fired first. The 120mm howitzer shells hit the Indian position with a whistle.

After twenty minutes of bombardment, the Indian army's position on the mountainside inside the telescope was devastated. The barbed wire fence in front of the position and most of the landmines were all gone.

The bomb crater was still emitting smoke, and the Ming army infantry had already begun to charge. Four strong young men ran forward desperately carrying machine guns. They advanced to a place more than 500 meters ahead of the front, and took aim on the machine gun mounts, preparing to give the infantry

Provide fire support.

Behind them is an 80mm mortar battery. As long as the Indian army's firepower is found, the mortar shells will be thrown at them as if they are free.

The infantry of the Ming Army held a gun in one hand and reached forward with the other hand. This was a standard tactical action. As long as the opponent fired, they could immediately lie down and fight back. If they were charging, they could also roll or leap forward.

What surprised the Ming army was that there was no movement from the Indian army's position. The soldiers rushed into the trenches and threw grenades and smoke bombs into the trenches when they saw the hidden soldiers.

After fighting for a long time, I didn't see a few Indian soldiers who were alive. There were many wounded soldiers left in the caves where soldiers were hiding, and there were many seriously wounded soldiers who had no chance to escape. They were either killed by grenades or were kept alive by smoke bombs.

Smoked to death.

Zu Kuan was confused. The Indians had been surrounded by him, but there was no one on the battlefield. Did they grow wings and fly?

"Look! Dig three feet into the ground for me to find. I won't believe they flew away." Zu Kuan was angry.

The last battle against the Indians must be a battle of annihilation. At first, Zu Kuan patted his chest and promised Man Gui, and then he got the main offensive task.

But now...! All the damn people are gone, a war of annihilation, a bloody war of annihilation. Where are the prisoners? Where are the corpses? The enemy information report before the war said there was a regiment and a half, but this doesn't even make sense.

When those bastards ask, they will be embarrassed.

"Captain, I asked the prisoners. They...!"

"What! Really flying?"

"It didn't fly. The British colonel disbanded the troops. Now all the Indians have gone to the nearby mountains. If they want to find them, I'm afraid...!"

"Disbanded...?" Zu Kuan was confused. What kind of fucking operation was this? After being besieged, he actually disbanded on his own. If it is disbanded, I won't arrest you?

It has to be said that the British colonel's move was really amazing. It was so amazing that Zu Kuan almost thought he heard it wrong! After fighting for so many years, he knew that after being surrounded, he must clench his fist into a fist to break out. This is

The dissolution of the earth is simply unheard of.

"Search the mountain! Search the mountain for me, dig out all the people. Especially the British colonel, I must dig it out. I want to ask what the hell is this son of a bitch thinking." Zu Kuan was furious.

Like a mad dog.

It's really annoying. It's a good idea for you to fight me with the whole organization. At least I won't have so much trouble after the battle, but you fucking disbanded your troops. If the Ming army wants to win a complete victory, it can only be in this mountain forest.

He kept searching, not letting go of every possible hiding place.

This mountain forest is connected to the Hengduan Mountains and the Zongduan Mountains. The top of the mountain is like the back of a fish, and there are many paths that can only allow one person to pass. The altitude of the mountains is generally more than two thousand meters, and some steep slopes have a slope of more than 60 degrees.

Searching for a mountain like this wouldn't take more than ten fucking days and half a month without even thinking about it. When he thought of staying here for half a month to find someone, Zu Kuan wanted to burn all the nearby mountains to the ground with a fire.

Indians were burned to death like rats.

There was no other way but to go through Sou Mountain. One night was enough for these Indian soldiers to get into the deep mountains and old forests.

Facts have proved that Indians also have backbone. At first, Zu Kuan thought that within a few days of staying in the mountains, the Indian soldiers would run out because of the cold and lack of food.

But Zu Kuan was wrong. These Indians were also very stubborn. Many Indian soldiers were dying of hunger in the caves, lying down and chanting Buddha's name, but they would not take the initiative to surrender.

Zu Kuan was so angry that he was fuming, but there was nothing he could do. Searching the mountain was a time-consuming task, and it also required a certain amount of casualties.

Those Indian soldiers who are hanging around in the mountains and forests are all armed. If they shoot you when you are not paying attention, it is really hard for an immortal to prevent them.

Many prisoners were captured and many people were beaten to death. But the number of casualties was also increasing. Looking at the number of casualties that was increasing every day, Zu Kuan felt that his anger was rising from his stomach to his forehead. He decided to capture the Ying.

Military Colonel, we must cut him into pieces.

The more I try to catch it, the less I can catch it.

Half a month has passed, and more than 2,000 prisoners have been taken, but the British colonel has not even been seen. There are so many mountains nearby, and his soldiers comb them through them like a sieve. Whenever a cave is found on the mountain, they will throw it away.

Smoke bombs go in.

No one can withstand the attack of smoke bombs. Under normal circumstances, Indian soldiers will be smoked out by smoke bombs, with snot and tears flowing from their noses, and they look very disgusting.

Many of the Indian soldiers in the prisoner camp had red eyes like rabbits, which were smoked by smoke bombs.

"Damn it, whoever catches that bastard, I will reward him with two hundred silver coins!" Zu Kuan was also willing to risk all his wealth to see what that bastard looked like, and then Zu Kuan decided to kill him with his own hands.

He died in a urinal.

There must be brave men under the heavy reward, and the search team was organized again. Everyone claimed that they wanted to capture the blind British colonel for the leader. Of course, privately they were talking about the two hundred silver coins.

That was two hundred white silver coins. In the eyes of the search team, the British colonel was not a human being, but a big golden pig through and through.
To be continued...