C1033 entrapment

The commander of the Luo Jun was circling around the fire like a trapped beast. He knew that she had fallen into a trap set up by the Chinese and that the attacks from all directions were to tire her soldiers to death and consume a large amount of Arms and ammunition at the same time.

However, being able to see through the enemy's strategy did not mean that he could solve this dead end. It was a simple reasoning.

With the military science and technology of today, the night battle was actually a hand-to-hand battle. Cannons were hard to locate in the darkness of chaos, and guns couldn't find an opportunity to focus their fire. The order of the battlefield could very easily collapse and fall into chaos.

Once they fell into a melee, these Indigenous soldiers would be the first to fall. Four hundred years of colonization had already castrated their courage, so they would have to use money to fight these soldiers.

The Luo Jun commanders were truly unwilling to take such a risk. They knew their subordinates' character very well, but facing the endless harassment from the Chinese, they could only choose to retaliate.

The battle of Ikek was on the verge of breaking out, the guards of the Peru were anxiously hoping for them to arrive as soon as possible. Even if they had to delay the battle for an hour or two, the Ikek might not be able to hold on.

This important port city was the responsibility of the entire war. No one could afford it.

One by one, the bags filled with gold coins were opened. Under the light of the torches, the gold coins that were cast with the head of the Spanish monarch glistened. Each of the chosen soldiers was given twenty gold coins, and the commander promised the assault warriors double the reward when the war was over.

There would be brave men under the leadership of the white officer. The Indigenous soldiers of the 1st Battalion cried out as if they had been injected with chicken blood. Soon after, countless white officers took over the command from the base level.

The bayonet was polished bright and clear, and the gold coins in his arms were warm and scalding. His throat was making loud noises, and for a time, his aura was as radiant as an elite in a hundred battles.

A battalion of Luo Jun s attacked from the southwest. Behind the battalion were two battalions of troops gathered behind them, ready to support this troop of small soldiers.

They were getting closer and closer to the ambush's third company. Luo Gou and Ma Jun led more than a hundred brothers and only brought along taiping knife s, before lying on the sand and not moving at all. At that moment, they could even feel the enemy's footsteps trembling the earth.

Over a hundred and fifty Musketeers s were squatting two hundred meters behind Third Company. The Enfield Rifle that had been loaded was ready to fire.

When the light from the Luo Jun's torchlight had already reached to a distance of twenty meters away from the three companies, Ma Zijian bellowed, "Everyone has... Concentrate fire! "Fire!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! The third series of over a hundred and fifty rifles swept across a large area of Luo Jun in the distance, revealing their position at the same time.

"Discover the enemy, fire back …" The Luo Jun officer took out his command blade and roared loudly, following that, the Luo Jun's gun of fire started to counterattack.

After all, they were carefully chosen soldiers. This exchange of blows caused white smoke to rise up everywhere, but both sides had no intention of retreating. Gradually, Second Company Ma Zijian, who did not have the advantage in numbers, gave the order to retreat.

Luo Jun never thought that Second Company was actually just a bait true killing move right under their noses. As the formation slowly moved forward, Ma Jun and Luo Gou took the chance and roared loudly, "Kill! Peace! "Peace!"

The two hundred Death Soldiers jumped up fifteen meters away in front of Luo Jun, raising their taiping knife high into the air, dancing like tigers and strong wind.

At such a close distance, the Luo Jun could not react at all. Before the officer could give the order, the first row of Luo Jun was chopped down by the taiping knife.

The battlefield was filled with hoarse roars, sparks flew from the clash between the taiping knife and the Spider Emperor, while countless of sharp blades made crisp breaking sounds as they landed on the ground. The heavy sounds of the blades chopping through bones and the tragic howls of the dying Luo Jun made the entire battlefield fall into a deathly silence.

Ma Zijian saw that his enemies had been tricked, and threw away the gun in his hand, then picked up the taiping knife that was buried in the sand and shouted. "Brothers, follow me! "Let's fight our way out to peace..."

"Kill …" "Let's strike a balance …" Squad Two threw away their rifles and rushed towards the enemy, choosing to fight with their white blades.

taiping knife was originally a type of long weapon that had evolved from an ancient long-hilted saber. Anyone who had seen the Water Margin knew that the men of the Song Dynasty often used long hilt throwing knives, which was definitely powerful enough to cut heads off meat.

Looking at the bayonets in Luo Jun's hands, each and every one of them was as thin as a toothpick, as well as the swords of the white people's commanders, in the eyes of the Veterans of Pingping, they were just toys played by women.

More than three hundred Taiping Army s and more than five hundred Luo Jun s were fighting each other, but they did not show any signs of collapsing. Instead, they were getting braver as they fought.

The commander in the rear was so frightened that he was sweating profusely. "Reserve troops, charge, reinforce our allies, outflank these damned enemies …" The Luo Jun from the other two battalions started charging, they could only see that the first assault battalion could no longer hold on, the thick smell of blood was blown over with the night wind, countless people running and vomiting at the same time.

Tie Toutuo sighed: "It's not a martial arts victory ah! This was truly an unfair victory … I pity them a little. How many of you armed peasants have killed? You want to fight with us over the white blade technique? Sigh … We've already killed people for twenty years, and you want to compete with us? "

"There is already chaos at the enemy's point of view. General Weng Derong, listen up … "I order you to bring a thousand elites with you to cut from the east side of the protrusion, you must cause chaos amongst the enemies …"

"General Chen Yonglu, listen up … "I order you to bring 2,000 elites to stand on the west side of the Protrusion Division. Wait for the enemy to dispatch troops to attack General Weng, you can take this opportunity to assault him …"

"All remaining people, recuperate and prepare for the total assault before daybreak … Hehehehe, and it started to get chaotic just like this? What a bunch of idiots! "

The battle situation was just as Tie Toutuo had predicted. Right now, in order to rescue the vanguard unit's battalion, the enemy troops had sent out three battalions from the rear to advance forward in a wave-like manner.

Looking from afar, it looked like an elephant nose had grown out of an irregular pebble. If Tie Toutuo and the others could not catch this fighter jet, then they would really be unworthy of the twenty odd years of experience of licking blood from the blade.

"Taiping Army! Charge! " Weng Derong took the lead and brought over a thousand soldiers with him as he sprinted towards the protrusion. Everyone was scampering as they desperately sprinted forward, charging into the enemy like a herd of wild cows.

The Luo Jun officials who were so frightened that their insides were on fire, could do nothing other than shout a few words of 'hold it back'.

The southwest area of Luo Jun's 25,000 strong army had already turned into a mess.