C282 The tragic case of the Besanthus.

Sima Yun's resistance troops and the reinforcements that Xiao Hexin had brought did not exceed 150 people, but they were facing an enhanced camp of more than 400 people, so the difference in numbers was obvious.

But the difference in numbers can be made up by a combination of qualities, and the arrogance of the French eventually makes them lose out.

Firstly, there was the difference in manpower quality. This French battalion was not considered as one of the top trump cards in the army, otherwise they would not be placed here to guard the Besanthus. The real trump cards were on the German-French border and in the colonies around the world.

But Xiao Letian's new army was different. This was an army that was trained according to the standards of the special forces of the later generations. That's right, this was the reserve of officers for Xiao Letian's future army, every single warrior was qualified enough to hold the position of Queue length.

In addition, the new army had received training in the fighting techniques of the Dragon Lord, and many of them had even had Jianghu backgrounds. They had all learned martial arts since they were young, would these kind of people be afraid of physical combat? They were eager to use their bayonets to kill the enemies one by one.

The biggest flaw of the French army was not only that. The entire battlefield was completely filled with the French army's strategy of adding oil to the oil. This group of French soldiers probably never received training to gather in the night before. Furthermore, because they were in their own land, they never thought that enemies would attack their Besanthus, so they were in a very relaxed state.

When the emergency whistle sounded, most of the French troops were in a dazed state of waking, either unable to find their pants or unable to find their rifle bullets.

This group of soldiers were like a flock of ducks that could not be grouped together into a single unit. They would rush out of a single unit and form a platoon.

In this type of replenishing tactic, the number of enemies the new army faced never surpassed two hundred. This small time difference was the key to victory.

Xiao Hexin and Sima Yun had already grabbed the opportunity, they were tightly sticking to the French army. The two groups of people were fighting in the darkness like wild beasts, constantly keeping the French army busy, which made it impossible for the enemy to use their ranged firepower.

The newly-formed army and the French army clashed violently like two torrents, and each time they clashed, a bloody light would appear. This group of French large nose were really tenacious, they had been repelled three times and they were still charging up.

The fighting strength of the Chinese was shocking to the French as well. They did not expect the soldiers with the oriental face to be so ruthless and tenacious. They would not retreat even if they fought as little as possible.

Gradually, the will to fight of the French started to waver, and waves of shouts could clearly be heard from behind the army. Xiao Hexin and the rest did not understand what it was, but they could feel the terrifying atmosphere spreading out.

Just when the new army was guessing what the French wanted to do, they suddenly retreated like the tide, and the two armies instantly opened up a distance of more than ten meters.

"The French retreated?" Xiao Hexin looked at the fleeing French Army in shock. Suddenly, a few German words flashed through his mind like a flash of lightning.

"Cannon..." Field artillery... Step Cannon Cooperate... "F * ck, the French are going to fire their cannons and charge at everyone!" Xiao Hexin was so shocked that his skull started to crack.

"Sima Yun... "With our brothers in tow, the French are going to fire …"

Almost at the same time, in the darkness directly in front of the New Army, a streak of fire flashed, followed by a thunderous explosion.

「 Boom! Boom! Boom!」 Smoke and dust rose from the back of the group as the air blast knocked down the newcomers who were closest to the explosion. It was all thanks to Xiao Hexin's loud roar. After a few more seconds, there were more than one or two lives saved.

Right now, the one who was in front was Sima Yun. Almost at the same time as Xiao Hexin, he realized the intentions of the French army.

"Twenty Deathsworn, follow me, fight your way through the enemy ranks and get rid of the cannon positions …" While speaking, the last hand grenade on Sima Yun's waist rang out, blowing up the French army that was retreating.

These lunatics that Xiao Letian brought out were all Death Soldiers. Ever since the night of that Tyrant's Blood War, Xiao Letian had left a trace of madness in the hearts of this group of soldiers.

More than ten hand grenades exploded into a gap amidst the French army, and under Sima Yun's lead, dozens of new army members pierced towards the field gun's position like light blue poison daggers.

"Cover, cover the guns, maintain contact with the enemies, press on …" Shaw led his brothers to load Spencer with bullets, then tilted the fire to the enemy's head.

The bronze field gun's retreat was something that the French Battalion Commander had just pushed out of the camp. Right now, the distance between them and the new army was only about 400 meters, which was a piece of cake for the new army that was used to living in the wild.

The night battle was never a stage where cannons could show off their strength. Just now, by borrowing the light from the Molotov Burn Bottles, the six field gun s could be considered to be somewhat successful. However, when the new recruits chased after the French army and left the burning field, the artillery soldiers immediately became blind.

"Battalion Commander, we cannot fire because we do not know the enemy's situation. Right now, it is a chaotic battle, we must retreat. It is too dangerous to persevere any longer …"

"Shut up, do I need you to teach me how to fight? I went on an expedition to China six years ago, and I know what a bunch of cowards they are... "Right now, there are only more than 100 Chinese on the other side of us. Do we really have to retreat after a strong camp?"

"Send my order, light the torches for the artillery, blow these criminals to death …"

Maybe it was because the arrogant Battalion Commander's scolding was too loud, or maybe it was because the torches around the artillery was too bright, Sima Yun could see that he was tall and thin with just one glance.

Shoot him first, capture the thief first and capture the king first. You brat, you shouted the most ferociously, so the one who dies first will be you. Sima Yun's right arm turned round, and the Engineer's spade in his hand flew straight towards the enemy like a tornado.

"Battalion Commander, be careful …" The artillery, who were arguing just now, knocked down the officer with a tiger pounce, and stuck the Engineer's spade directly into his back.

The Battalion Commander who had been boasting just a moment ago was now scared out of his wits. He crawled out on his hands and knees, and the fresh blood spewed from his mouth dyed his army uniform red.

Maybe six years ago, he was a brave warrior who could go on an expedition to East Asia and brutally trample the Qing army with his big sword and lance. But the pleasures of six years in France had softened his bones, and he did not want to risk his life with these Chinese savages again.

"God bless me, I have to leave this place. I still have several sets of porcelain and calligraphy paintings from China that I haven't gotten rid of. I haven't enjoyed enough. I don't want to die here …"

The collapsed Battalion Commander could already see the God of Slaughter on the other side raising his rifle, his ferocious face was as terrifying as a demon from hell. Without the slightest hesitation, he turned around and ran.

The artillery soldier with the Engineer's spade stabbed into his back glared fiercely at the escaping Battalion Commander. He did not expect that he had saved a useless idiot and had lost his life for nothing.

"Humiliation … "Shameful …" After which, he tilted his head to the side and died with grievance.

The officer's lead in escaping finally crushed the last bit of the French Army's will to fight. Those cannons guarding the cannons turned around and ran without a word. All the field gun were thrown into the wilderness.

"Turn the muzzle of the cannon …" Fill Ammunition... Bomb Barracks... "Destroy these soldiers …" The crazy Sima Yun was wrestling with one arm, actually forcefully turning the field gun at a 180 degree angle, the muzzle of the cannons were facing the brightly lit military camp in the distance.

At this time, Sima Yun was so excited that hot tears were already in his eyes, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself, "This is what you call the number one person in the world of the army? Just this kind of trash can take over Beijing? Damn it, let these ducks who were running away burn Yuan Ming Yuan? "How did a good China end up like this …"

"All of them, target French military barracks... "Quickly shoot!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! The six field gun s spat out flames as they flew towards the camp one by one. The explosion spread from the plains all the way to the camp, and the fleeing French army was blown up into the air like dolls.

He thought that he would be able to escape for a long time, but he did not expect Sima Yun to specially use two field gun s to call out to him.

Just as the Battalion Commander was about to return to the camp, a flowering bomb exploded less than a meter behind him. Hundreds of high explosive pieces pierced through his body, and he was smashed into the wall like a broken kite.

"Fight, fight!" I want these Frenchmen to remember for the rest of their lives... " Sima Yun crazily continued to load the ammunition, while at the same time, Xiao Hexin grabbed his shoulder and shouted.

"Let's go, the lord has sent his signal. The lord has already left the city, we have to catch up to him to protect him. We should spare his life with these ducks!"

Sima Yun turned his head to look. On the east side of Besanthus City, three bright fireworks had exploded in the night sky, which proved that Xiao Letian had already connected up with him and they should be moving towards the direction of the border.

"I can't accept it, I really can't accept it! If you give me another 20 minutes, I will definitely annihilate these French ducks who are making a racket. Damn it, they really got lucky this time …" "Retreat, let's retreat …"

The battle lasted for 30 minutes. This was the biggest loss of life for Xiao Letian's new army since they became soldiers. After the war, a total of 32 soldiers died, and 12 were heavily injured.

The New Army did not abandon their brothers' habits. A few horse carriages that were snatched from surrounding manors carried the injured New Army and the bodies of the dead and fought their way towards the east. On the south side was the chaotic Besanthus city, the parliament building had long been turned into a sea of fire.

The losses of the new army could be considered not small, but compared to the losses of the French, it was nothing. In a night of conflict, the Secret Police army had suffered more than 20 casualties, six people had died in an explosion in the council, and the four hundred soldiers stationed in the Besanthus camp had finally been counted.

Including the Battalion Commander, a total of seven officers had been killed. This was the tragedy of Besanthus which had shaken the entire France!