C1041 The Fall of the Star General

Home was a magic spell for Chinese people. With a home, they could have roots and safety, their ancestors could have places to worship, their descendants could have places to nurture. Their own past and present lives, their ancestors and descendants had all been linked and passed on in one family word.

For a single family word, the Chinese can give up everything and even their lives!

Weng Derong threw out the heavy bomb at the most crucial moment, and very quickly, all the seven thousand Taiping Army on the battlefield knew of this news.

At that moment, their eyes glowed like wild wolves, "F * ck their ancestors! Didn't you say so earlier? So that's our home right in front of us, if we were to take down the Ikek, we would have roots! "

The old soldier, whose entire body was burning with passion and blood, tore off his shirt and rushed forward bare-chested while carrying his explosive bag. At that moment, what was supporting their battle was not the brainwashing of the false idol, but rather, the upper body of the strange god.

It's my house in front, I have to call home no matter what!

The seven thousand Taiping Army s were like seven thousand madmen. Almost everyone had lost their weapons and all of them carried explosive packs on their backs.

The ground was covered with naked Taiping Army s like ants. Triangle flags were everywhere and the drumbeats behind them were already as dense as thunder. Their shouts shocked the soldiers of Chile to the point that their faces turned ashen.

"The Chinese are crazy! Why aren't they afraid of death? Why were they fighting? "They are not humans, they are humans from a different planet …"

Tang Lei was so excited that hot tears filled his eyes. He trembled and said, "You all don't understand, you people who have been colonized for more than four hundred years, and have already forgotten the glory of your ancestors, will not understand!"

"You gave up the glory of the past and chose to bow your heads to reality. You willingly came under the colonial ruler and took it for granted... You people will not understand the proud souls of the Chinese! "

"We do not want to be enslaved, we were not born to be slaves. Two thousand years ago, we Chinese people knew that there was a reason why the royal family would agree to be slaves. You may be able to bully us temporarily, but you will never be able to make the Chinese accept the fate of being slaves!"

"The Chinese are not resigned natives like you. The Chinese will never be slaves! If I had a home, I would be a person who could support both heaven and earth! This is the spirit of fighting to the death! "

Like moths to a flame, the soldiers of the Pingping Army swept down pieces of artillery and bullets, but there were also waves of lucky people who broke through their firepower nets and rushed to the fortress. Under the enemy's terrified gaze, more and more explosive packets were piled up.

Even if you pour water on them, you might not be able to break that layer of tarpaulin. All they could do was to keep firing, and reduce the number of soldiers charging up, causing the number of explosives to decrease. At least after the explosion, there wouldn't be any serious damage.

Weng Derong was running madly on the battlefield, and the largest banner encouraged even more soldiers to advance forward. The entire rhythm of the battlefield was already completely under the control of the Pacific Banner.

"Brothers …" Kill! Home means peace... "As long as you have a home, you have peace!"

"Home is home …" Suddenly, a rumbling sound came from the sky, as if a carriage was running across the sky.

Then, it started to rumble next to Weng Derong … The three shells exploded almost at the same time, the smoke and smoke swallowing everything and the flag of peace.

The battlefield suddenly froze. Tang Lei and Xi Lapizuo were stunned, "General Weng … "Elder Brother Weng …" The two of them shouted at the same time.

"Hurry and save him, go and save General Weng …"

Taiping Army who were surrounded by the exploding points on the battlefield did not dare to believe their eyes.

But war was war, the Death God would not pity anyone. When the smoke dispersed, what people saw was Weng Derong's body that looked like a bloody gourd. His entire body was filled with bullet fragments, but his hand still held onto the flag tightly.

The Taiping Flag was at an angle of 35 degrees on the sand, and the broken army flag was pointed at the fort in front of them. At that moment, everyone seemed to still be able to hear Weng Derong's shouts.

"Big brother …" Kneeling suddenly on the battlefield, this elder brother who had led the revolt of the pigs and miners had finally died with everlasting regret on this piece of land.

"Ah …" People let out wolf-like howls, "Revenge for Big Brother!" "Take revenge …" In the midst of his wailing, the explosives were set on fire one by one. The loud rumbling shook the earth, causing it to tremble.

The fort to the south was captured, the fortress to the east was blown up, and the fortress to the northeast was severely damaged … So far, four of the seven Ikek's satellite fortresses had been pulled out.

Xi Lapizuo's tears were already flowing down, he quietly took out his sword and spoke to the officers beside him, "This is obviously our war, but why aren't we as brave as these Chinese?"

"A Chinese general has died in battle, is the officer of our Chile a coward?! Let's set foot on the battlefield... We have to bleed for this war! "

"Play the horn to attack, our Chile Army … Fight to the death! We have to win! "

Xi Lapizuo threw away his sword sheath, his right hand holding onto his sword while his left hand held onto his gun as he took large strides forward. Beside him were the equally motivated Chile officers. They unsheathed their swords and threw away their scabbards, one with a sword and one with a handgun, and crowded around the general's two wings.

Following them were the general's guards, the guards' camp, and even the engineers from the logistics department. The whole battlefield was filled with an extremely solemn atmosphere.

It was currently 11.20 a.m. and the reinforcements from the east side, Tie Toutuo and Chen Yonglu, had also arrived. Seeing this scene, the two of them were dumbstruck.

Peruvian Navy knew that the situation was urgent, so they gave up trying to kill the remaining Chile warships. They swarmed towards the shore like a swarm of bees, and the cannons that just arrived at the effective range of the warships started to rumble.

"Bomb these Chile people to death … Destroy those Chinese Mercenaries... Fire! "Fire!"

"Use our large caliber naval gun to give them a taste of power … This era's firepower is king! "

There were 19 ships that could still be bombed by the Peru after the end of the naval battle. The firepower of these ships were close to the output of the 2 army artillery groups.

In an era where battleships were kings, why did Iron-armored Ship become a strategic weapon? It's because of the number of cannons, and the caliber of the cannons.

The Iron-armored Ship floating on the sea was actually a huge moving cannon emplacement. The recoil from the cannons could be effectively transmitted to the sea through the hull, so as long as the dragon bones were solid enough, theoretically, one could add cannons of any caliber.

Most importantly, Iron-armored Ship could still move, it would be fine even if they fought, run or fight while running. This was an advantage that the Army's artillery could not compare to.

For artillery on land, if you want to pursue big caliber, you have to give up your mobility. If you want to pursue flexibility, you have to reduce the caliber and power. This is a dilemma.

Only the Steel battleship could balance the fire and mobility, which was the main reason why the giant cannonball was rampant in the world before aerial weapons appeared.