C1807 It was like breaking bamboo

This was a completely different battle. The difference between the two sides was not in terms of time, but in terms of time! The exquisite coordination and mechanical beauty of the special forces, which was similar to a Switzerland clock, was something that the native monkeys could not understand at all.

Under short military orders and sign language, all the soldiers swiftly made their way through, tearing one gap after another in the midst of the thousands of enemies, and then ripping off groups of lambs to be slaughtered.

This was a very strange scene. Five hundred strong battalions warriors were actually fighting against the three thousand barbarians, giving off an imposing aura.

One cut after another would often bring down 200 to 300 frightened aboriginals, which would then form into a continuous slaughter, with very little use for bullets.

More than ten grenades had blown up the last 200 aboriginals until they became confused and disoriented. Next, the bayonet surrounded them and slaughtered them all. It was as if they were dead chickens and ducks.

If the Indigenous soldiers outside wanted to come and help, they would always be unable to break through the barrage of bullets. After three consecutive small scale massacres, the entire aboriginal army was forced to flee.

It really was an extremely beautiful strategy. If they fought a few battles less, they would still be able to form a formation. What they needed was extremely strong company coordination. Even if there was a bit of unsteady rhythm on the battlefield, they wouldn't be able to perform such a beautiful tactic.

"Satisfying, satisfying your kill... Three rows in the ten o'clock direction … Surround those outdated monkeys! "

The three Queue length s had already emptied a box with twenty bullets, and in the sector in front of him, there was no longer a single aboriginal officer who dared to command them, leaving behind only the figure of a scammer running for his life.

"You talk too much nonsense?" What are you still trying to do now, the entire enemy army has already collapsed, the only tactic left now is to reverse the situation! "Chase after the defeated soldiers and kill them. Use the defeated soldiers to charge towards the enemy's following positions …"

Vice Battalion Commander Jiang Lie ran past Wang Chen and scolded him, "Are there any loud shouts during our special forces combat? Do you know who's talking nonsense? "

Wang Chen shrunk his neck and looked around at his comrades. As expected, they were all silent like ghosts, their movements were mechanical and standard, there was not a single trace of emotion in their eyes, and no one would shout out in excitement like him, after killing dozens of people.

Wang Chen stuck out his tongue, not daring to slight his. After saying this, he took the lead to lead his brothers and chase after them.

Reversing the bead curtain was a unique tactic used by the ancient cavalry, it used a strong charge to break the enemy's battle formation and morale. When the enemy primary matrix began to collapse and flee, the cavalry followed behind and tried to kill them, forcing the retreating troops to attack the following primary matrix, ultimately the entire army collapsed.

In fact, not only the cavalry, but also the infantry could do it. Of course, these infantry had to have a pair of running iron feet, and their physical quality was excellent.

These Chinese special forces battalions could all do it, the first 3000 enemies they came in contact with had already been driven away like sheep and cows, and were frantically trying to escape.

The terrified indigenous monkey did not listen to their orders at all, and allowed the military officers behind to shout and stop in their tracks. The Death Gods in blue military uniforms behind them were even more terrifying than those Death Gods that crossed Baran River.

One by one, the troops were thrown into disarray, and the officers started yelling about stabilizing the formation, only to get a bullet out of nowhere and pry open the top of his head.

It was as if countless ghosts had appeared on the battlefield and specifically picked out those military officers to take action. No one could believe that these bullets were shot by those Chinese fifty to sixty meters away.

In the eyes of the aboriginals, a pre-equipped musket could already be considered a murderous spirit that only a Lord would have, not to mention these sniper rifles modified with fur.

In their minds, they had never seen a Gun that could hit this accurately from fifty to sixty meters away.

The fear soon began to spread through the army, and the Chinese were too busy shouting for help to explain the ghostly bullets.

No more officers dared to stabilize their position. Even more army formations were broken up, and the number of fallen soldiers exceeded five thousand in the blink of an eye.

What a concept it was for five thousand people to run like ducks through the fields and the rain. The whole beach, the beach, the fishing village, the shrubs, the farmland … There were native monkeys everywhere.

They ran and fell into the mud, and when they got up and fell again, they didn't care if there was a road in front of them, even if it was a flooded paddy field or a drained ditch, and they just went in, some of them with their heads in the mud and choked to death.

What a weird war scene this was! Within the torrential rain, countless scarecrows were stuck in the paddy field. Their heads drilled into the mud while their legs struggled desperately on the outside. Soon, they died.

There were also soldiers who had a nervous breakdown kneeling in the pool, kowtowing to these Chinese with all their might while mumbling something without knowing what to say.

Strangely enough, these Chinese ignored him and simply kicked his weapon into the gully and continued their pursuit.

Wang Chen spat on a black monkey that begged for mercy, "Fuck, if it wasn't for the precious time, would I have let you live? "The ancestral grave is giving off green smoke! You …"

"Queue length... There were flags five hundred meters in front of them. It seemed to be the standard of our military academy … We have already seen the brothers of the Belait! "We're about to meet master …"

"Charge..." A combined attack! "Charge over …"

The soldiers looked to be about five hundred meters, but the actual distance was much greater. After all, this was a large-scale battle with nearly 300 thousand people, even though most of them were aboriginal and peasant soldiers, and even though most of them were just cold weapons, the scale was already surprisingly large. In the history of the Borneo, this was an unprecedented super great battle.

Liang Kun held onto the command blade that Xiao Letian had bestowed to him, this type of ceremonial weapon that was similar to Tang Dao was never used for battles, but right now, his bright red hands were dripping with blood, and Liang Kun had actually used the ceremonial blade to cut down three indigenous officers' heads.

His blood was burning, and it was as if he had returned to Tianjing City, where the war drums were loud. Millions of soldiers from the Heavenly Kingdom swept across half of the land, turning the city into ashes.

"Attack …" Leave no one alive... Whoever dares to resist will be killed without mercy! "

"Let me show you, this old man's blade is still not sharp, hahaha …" Hm? "What is that!?"

Right in front of Liang Kun, behind the curtain of rain, a dozen or so huge black figures suddenly appeared. There were even some monsters' howls, followed by an incomparably large battle elephant that appeared before his eyes.

"General, be careful …" The Guard then pounced towards Liang Kun and pushed him away. In that moment, an incomparably huge piece of ivory, covered with sharp blades, flew past three inches away from the two of them and almost took their lives.

"Damn it!" Was there such a thing? The battle elephant soldiers that Meng Quan invited over? "

battle elephant, it really was a battle elephant! These tamed and trained wild elephants, with three elephants on their backs and their fangs tied to their weapons, charged forward like chariots.

This was the last secret weapon of the earth kings, battle elephant s were very difficult to train in, there were only 12 of them in the entire alliance army, today they had taken out all their family assets.