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Chapter 50 The Pride of the British Army

The offensive day and night exhausted the British expeditionary fleet.

On the sea, the beach is full of red bodies of British soldiers. The naval guns have clearly removed all the obstacles protruding from the ground in this sea area. However, no matter how hard they try, they face the concealed in the trenches. The Ming army was helpless.

The sea water and the beach severely slowed the speed of the soldiers' charge, which made the soldiers in red uniforms stand in shallow water like red targets.

Marine Commander Owen didn't understand that the Ming soldiers in black uniforms could shoot so fast, let alone why these soldiers could shoot in any position.

He clearly saw from the binoculars that those soldiers could not only stand up and shoot, but more often, they shot on the ground. They didn't even use the standard reloading posture and just shot so casually.

The British soldiers standing in the sea cannot lie down in the sea, because as long as they do, the sea will wet their guns and their gunpowder... Therefore, they can only stand upright in the sea to welcome them. The opponent's dense bullets.

The war broke out so suddenly, Owen knew nothing about his enemies.

"Baron, I think we should also use bloom bombs."

After seeing a shell exploding in the crowd from the telescope again, Owen came to the flagship of the Intrepid and made his request to Captain Nelson.

"Colonel Owen, stop letting your men go to death. The brave soldiers were killed outside their range, and I don't have the ability to accurately send cannonballs into the narrow trenches."

"Baron, Earl Raymond is still in their hands. We should save him. It's about the glory of Great Britain."

Baron Nelson looked at Colonel Owen and said nonchalantly: "Earl Raymond has been taken away by the Ming Chinese warship. Now, the Ming soldiers on the island are guarding their spoils.

And I don’t see any hope of victory from you.

As for what Earl Raymond is, our King is also a prisoner now. The Duke of Buckingham is also awaiting trial. Your defender, Mr. Cromwell, is now the new king in London.

Since this battle is fought, the glorious Royal Navy has completed its responsibilities, and land is not our scope of work. This should be the matter of your armies.

I think Mr. Cromwell will protect you from victory, just as he did at the Battle of Nezby, you can always win, right? "

Colonel Owen thought for a while and said, "My last request, Baron, this is my last request. I hope the Navy can help us get as close to the beach as possible. At least, allow me to try again when the tide is high today."

Baron Nelson smiled silently: "Do you want us to send you ashore with a heavy battleship?"

Owen gritted his teeth and said, "If possible, I hope you do."

"What then? Even if you seized the island and regained the funds and supplies that Mr. Cromwell urgently needed, without the navy, how are you going to ship these things back?

You should know that there are pirates everywhere in this sea. The Ming people are pirates, the Spanish are pirates, the Dutch are pirates, and the Portuguese are pirates. Even if you defeat these pirates, I want to ask you again. How to pass the territorial waters of the Ottoman emperor? "

Owen straightened up and said, "I believe that the support fleet will arrive in India soon, Baron. If you can’t use it to send us ashore, I believe that Lord Protector will know that because of your timidity, Great Britain has been lost. A large sum of money and materials that could improve the domestic environment."

Nelson laughed: "As you wish, Colonel, the draught of the battleship is too deep to meet your requirements. The Anne and Murloc will send you ashore when the tide rises."

Owen looked at Baron Nelson sincerely and said: "Baron, thank you, we are soldiers, not politicians. We are now facing a powerful and ferocious enemy. I only hope to fight for the British Empire, not just for a certain one. People, whether they are the king or the protector of the country."

Nelson sighed for a long time, he had already sensed the heavy deadness in Colonel Owen.

"It is impossible for the British to have too many armies on their warships. In two days, we have killed at least a thousand British people. After fighting like this for three days, I think we can kill all the British army.

When the time comes, we are on the island, eating and drinking, and there is no shortage of ammunition. "

Moiré walked in the half-high trenches to boost morale.

"Brothers, as long as we are careful and not greedy for meritorious work, we will hide in the trenches and consume their forces. The final winner must be us. We just have to be patient..."

The battle has been fought for two days and one night. At this time, the Yun clan soldiers have slowly adapted to the battlefield. After all, these people are selected from the army, and to enter the army, they must undergo the training of the Phoenix Mountain Military Academy.

Phoenix Mountain Military Academy may have **** and hooligans, but there will never be waste!

All those who are not suitable for the military will be eliminated at the Phoenix Mountain Military Academy.

The sea breeze was blowing from the sea, and the waves gently kissed the beach and the corpses of the British soldiers who died in battle, shaking the corpses like a mother's cradle...

Two days have passed since the 15th, and although the tide was rising at noon, it was far less than that on the evening of the 15th.

Lao Zhou watched the higher tides, raised his guns and lay on the trenches. Every time the tide came, the British would launch a charge, the same every day.

Lao Zhou picked up his gun, and the soldiers next to him also picked up the gun, looking at the enemy who is about to climb from the front sight through Wangshan.

"There is no situation on both sides?"

Seeing that Mr. Chang had come, Lao Zhou asked in a low voice.

"No problem. The British didn't choose to climb the cliff or over the mountain. I have already distributed wolves on both sides. If the British climbed up from there, news would come."

"Going back, I don't worry about those boys. Without you looking at the back road, I'm worried that there is me in front of me, so don't worry."

Chang nodded and left with the gun in his hand.

The waves rolled the British corpses and pushed them to the shore. At the same time, there was a strong smell of corpses being blown up by the sea breeze.

Lao Zhou is very familiar with this smell. He has smelled it in Xuchang, Xuzhou, Jinan, and Beijing. He looked back at the vomiting boys. Lao Zhou yelled: "Inhale hard to make the body smelly." Suck it all in, so that black and white impermanence will treat you as a dead person, and maybe I will let you go."

On the sea, the Anne and Murloc have hung their full sails. Under the strong sea breeze, all the sails were filled with wind. The heavy force pushed the bow of the ship into the sea and raised its head suddenly. He rushed straight to the shore.

"Fire, fire."

Moire, who had been monitoring the movements of the British army, immediately yelled to the messenger after seeing the wrong behavior of the two ships.

The messenger waved the flag, and Yunzhen in the artillery position immediately ordered the artillery to fire.

At the same time, there was also the sound of dense artillery roaring on the sea, and all kinds of artillery shells rained down to the coast. Lao Zhou and others saw large pieces of artillery shells falling down and quickly pressed against the wooden planks on the side of the trenches. One by one rolled his eyes to see where the shells fell.

It felt very uncomfortable to wait for death. Seeing the rainstorm-like shells hit the side, the tall coconut trees on the shore were broken by chain bullets and collapsed. There were more shells falling from the sky, banging them into the moist sand. Land, and then a blue smoke appeared.

Seeing with his own eyes the bones of the hapless companion being hit by the cannonball that fell into the trench by chance, a young soldier stood up in the dense bullet rain for some reason, and screamed out of the trench and ran back.

A fist-sized cannonball passed through his chest. At that moment, a big hole appeared in his chest, and the corpse fell to the ground, and soon it was ravaged by other cannonballs.

Lao Zhou yelled: "Don't move, don't move, the cannonball can't hit you, it can't hit you."

His voice was extremely weak in the roar of the artillery fire. Fortunately, there was only one idiot who turned and ran away. The rest of them pressed their faces tightly to the trenches, trying to shrink their body as much as possible, hoping that these shells would not hit them. On them.

Lao Zhou ventured to raise his head, and he was immediately horrified to find that the two huge three-masted warships had entered the shallow water area, and the bottom of the ship was plowing in the shallow water and rushing straight towards him.

At this moment, he could even hear the creaking sound of the three-masted ship about to disintegrate.

The tall ship's bow had washed up on the beach, and immediately, there was a dense fire of gunpowder fired from the ship, and more gunpowder shells were throwing at them with sparks~www.wuxiaspot.com~Lao Zhou was determinedly holding his gun. In the trenches, and shot quickly.

The gunpowder made a mess of the beach, splashing sand everywhere, black smoke almost obscured the line of sight, and the two huge battleships also turned sideways at the last moment, forming two tall forts.

Condescendingly, the Yun clan soldiers were shot in succession. After Lao Zhou waved his flag to ask Yunzhen for a round of artillery cover, he quickly evacuated the remaining Yun clan soldiers from the first line of defense.

When evacuating, the corpse can be omitted, but the gun must be taken away. This is a strict order.

Yun Wen clenched his left fist tightly and his palm was wet. His eyes didn't dare to leave the telescope for a moment, lest he slackened for a moment, and he saw the scene of the Yun clan's soldiers being defeated like a mountain.

Fortunately, Yunfang, Lao Zhou still maintained the situation, lying on the second line of defense with his gun waiting for the British behind the battleship to come out.

Because it was out of the range of the flintlock, the gunfire on the British battleship disappeared, only the gun windows were still spitting out black shells.

Suddenly, a melodious bagpipe sounded from behind the battleship. Soon, Yun Wen, Lao Zhou, Yun Fang and others saw a grand scene that they had never seen in this life...

British soldiers dressed in scarlet cloaks and caps decorated with brass and feathers slowly advanced under the orders of the officers and the accompaniment of the military band.

Although Lao Zhou and others have started shooting and have killed many people, the British have no feeling. Neither the fall of their comrades nor the explosion of the bombs beside them can make the face of this group of war machines. There is any change in expression.

All the way, all the way to death...

After reaching the combat distance, they raised the smooth bore to grab a volley uniformly, and then completed the complex reloading procedure in a calm posture in the rain of bullets, and then waited for the commander's next command...