Chapter 564

The number of 500 Pro guards is getting smaller and smaller, but they still recover the defeat again and again, killing and retreating the incoming coalition forces again and again. Even Hong Jin himself rushed to the battlefield several times, holding a long knife and cutting off the heads of at least seven enemies. His blood looked like killing God.

From the gate to the center of Hanoi City, the streets were full of dead soldiers and some fallen and wailing wounded. The blood flowing from them gathered together and became a blood stream. It was so red that it looked so infiltrating.

It is precisely because of the heroic resistance of Hong Jin's department that the attack speed of the other party has been greatly slowed down. It was not until he saw the time that he took less than 4000 soldiers and hurried back to the most prosperous place in the city, which was also the commercial street where the Jiaozhi palace was originally located.

After the first World War, only 4000 people came back from 10000 people, leaving more than half of them outside. There may be some scattered soldiers and seriously injured soldiers, but 60% of their strength was lost, which is enough to see how fierce the fight was that night.

Under the fierce attack of the army led by Cech, Hong Jin, with a number of only 10000, was defeated and retreated, but the sky was dim at this time.

After defeating Hong Jin, Cecilia's confidence soared. He personally led the coalition, sounded the war drum and shouted to kill the commercial street under the banner of Lancang Kingdom and Jiaozhi. From a distance, the streets are full of momentum.

Right in front of them is the busiest and most valuable commercial street in Hanoi.

It is said that the goods of every shop there can be robbed by businessmen from other countries. It is said that there is a Yang bank where the money has already piled up like a mountain.

"Let the brothers have a rest, have a full meal and try to attack here in the first World War." the corners of his mouth licked up and showed a cruel smile. Ceci said this to several ten thousand captains around him.

"The general is mighty!" several ten thousand captains flattered from time to time. Although they also lost seven or eight thousand people in the first world war last night, for them with 70000 people, it is only one tenth. It is said that there are only six or seven thousand mercenaries left. They can't help thinking that maybe the next charge can occupy there. At that time, the gold and silver treasures will be taken by them.

The Allied forces temporarily stopped their attack and took this opportunity for Hong Jin to retreat into the commercial street with 4000 soldiers. Almost all of them carry blood, and they have won the respect of mercenaries with their strength.

"Send them the prepared breakfast and let them have a good rest." Song Zhe, who stood on the building post and looked at all this, couldn't help nodding silently. This time Hong Jin's performance still satisfied him. I believe that after this incident, the combat effectiveness of these 4000 people will also rise to a higher level.

Fortunately, although the commercial street is only three miles long and wide enough, and it is also connected to the square of the palace, there is enough room for these soldiers to renovate. When the war comes here, the next thing is to see the real mercenaries show their power.

At 8:00 a.m., when Song Zhe's watch pointer pointed here, the Allied forces of Lancang Kingdom opposite finally moved. They know where their advantages lie, so when they start, they advance together from the north and south sides of the commercial street.

With a large number of people, the coalition soldiers in battle clothes opened the way with long prepared iron shields. After hiding their bodies behind the shields as much as possible, they began to move forward with heavy steps. Looking down from under the building post, they were self-sufficient and felt that wind and rain were coming.

The shop staff of Yang Department in the commercial street have all withdrawn and retreated to the palace. The auxiliary soldiers and temporary auxiliary soldiers left here. They were either holding the Bayi bar or holding bows and arrows, panting heavily. But everyone, without exception, showed excitement and blood in their eyes.

They are all teams that have experienced the battle of annihilation. It is common for them to win more with less, but they can't help getting excited and excited before this war spirit approaches. Some people still shake their hands. After all, this time it is a passive defense, which is still rare in the history of mercenaries.

There are only 15 cold fronts in the first of the two building posts in the north and south. If this force is put on the battlefield, I'm afraid it won't even play a role, but here, they undoubtedly become the absolute main force. I don't know how many soldiers are looking here on the street now. They regard them as sea god needles and wind vanes.

In the north of the building, Song Zhe slowly put down his telescope in front of his chest, and a solemn look appeared on his face. This time, the enemy is obviously well prepared. He not only has an iron shield made of pig iron at the front of the team, but also can see the existence of a supervisor army at the back of the team.

The role of the supervisor is to prevent the soldiers from retreating. From this point, we can see that they are ready to be hit hard by guns. It has to be said that such an enemy is somewhat terrible. At least they have the advantage of number. If they attack recklessly, I'm afraid it will be a bloody battle. After all... After all, the number of mercenary soldiers is too small. Only one cold front platoon and two auxiliary barracks are armed.

There was a little worry in his heart, but when he thought that the telegram had been sent, the sixth young master should be coming here with reinforcements, and he was full of confidence. What if there are few people? Even if he is left alone, he will fight to the last breath.

A breeze blew, which brought a chill to the morning of Hanoi in January. It seemed to be a drum that sounded the war horn. The coalition forces began to move forward from the north and south directions. The dark iron shield rushed at the front of the team like a black flood.

"Charge!" Cecilia's voice sounded like a huge cry from hell, starting the pace of war.

On the Lou Gang, Lengfeng platoon leader Liu Jian put his hands on the 12.7mm heavy machine gun. The muscles of his arms were slightly raised, his eyes were sprayed with a strong sense of war, his mouth was slightly open, and he was ready to spit out a word "hit" at any time.

That is, the enemy's first shock, of course, can be suppressed as much as possible, which is related to the morale of both sides. Although the other party has long been prepared, especially the fact has proved that the black shield made of pure iron can block bullets from afar, it needs to make greater efforts to lower the other party's morale.

The advantage of black shield is that it can block bullets. At the same time, it also makes them move very slowly. The long dragon composed of two black shields moved into the range of the two towers in the north and south.

Having entered the range, the 14 cold fronts around them all focused on the platoon leader Liu Jian, just like soldiers waiting for the bugle.

"Hit!" the strong voice came out of Liu Jian's mouth. The 12.7mm heavy machine gun in his hand was like a tongue of fire. It was like a pianist playing beautiful music, and the bullets poured madly from the high air.

The other 14 Leng Feng also took the squad machine gun or the 95 style and hit the enemy group below. At this time, they changed their usual laughing appearance, and everyone's face showed a dignified and serious expression.

"Da Da..."

"BAM BAM..."

After the gunfire came from the building post in the north, the South also drank. Although there was only one platoon of cold front soldiers, because they had four 12.7 mm heavy machine guns and ten 95 type shift machine guns, their firepower looked very fierce, and there was no sense of being despised because they were few.

The bullet fell from the air onto the black shield, where it shot one hole after another. But most of them were really blocked, and only a few enemies were unfortunately hit and fell to the ground wailing because they inadvertently exposed a part of their body.

"Hahaha, see, our iron shield can block each other's muskets. Now I command all to speed up the charge." general Cech laughed behind the coalition forces. Although fan Yuhai had told him that Jiaozhi had blocked the fire gun attack with those iron shields, he had not seen it with his own eyes and was not confident enough.

Now the facts were in front of him. Without worry, he began to get close to the supervisor and urge the soldiers to rush forward.

"Asshole." Liu Jian glared angrily when he saw through the window of lougang that the enemy had defended the fire gun attack. He finally knew why the sixth young master asked them to practice shooting hard. In the past, when others said that bullets might have something that couldn't move, he didn't care. Only after the facts were put in front of him did he know what foresight is.

"Change the gun, aim and shoot. Once there is a gap, just change the machine gun." Liu Jian, who quickly changed his strategy, took his own ninth five year plan in his hand, changed it to a single shot, aimed at a knee exposed coalition soldier below and hooked the trigger.

"BAM." the bullet flew out, crossed a dazzling color in mid air and got into the meat wrapped knee. Suddenly, an enemy with an iron shield knelt down on the ground. Before he wanted to stand up, he had been trampled on the ground by the advancing soldiers behind him, and soon became a piece of meat mud.

The cold front soldiers began to shoot like a platoon leader, and the effect was really good. One enemy after another would always fall to the ground at the first time after revealing their flaws. It's just that there are too many enemies. It's not a platoon of soldiers who can block their progress.