This is a completely unequal battle. The gap between the two sides is not based on time but on the times! The precise combination of special operations, like Swiss watches, is completely unaware of the mechanical beauty of indigenous monkeys.

All the soldiers quickly interspersed under the command of brief military orders and sign language, tearing apart one gap after another in the formation of thousands of enemies, then tearing off groups of lambs to be slaughtered and gathered to kill them.

This was really a very strange battle scene. The five hundred reinforcement battalions soldiers actually fought against three thousand natives and exerted the momentum of a group of overwhelming people.

Cutting and interspersing time and time again, they can often peel off two or three hundred terrified natives, and then form a system of platoons and massacres, and even rarely use bullets.

More than ten grenades passed by more than 200 natives were so dizzy that they became confused. Then they surrounded the bayonets and slaughtered them, just like slaughtering chickens and ducks, instantly a dead body.

The indigenous soldiers outside wanted to come over to rescue but could not break through Mauser's barrage. After three consecutive small-scale massacres, the entire indigenous army fled on a large scale.

It is really wonderful and beautiful tactics. You can fight with less and more and get out of local siege. This requires extremely strong company cooperation. If you have a slight unstable rhythm on the battlefield, you can't play such a beautiful tactic.

"It's satisfying, it's exciting to kill... three rows and ten o'clock interspersed... surrounded the outdated monkeys!"

The third platoon leader Wang Chen had already emptied a box of twenty bullets. There was no more indigenous officer who dared to command in the fan-shaped area in front of him. All the rest were the backs of Sayazi running away.

"You're just talking nonsense? What else can you do to interweave now? The entire enemy army has collapsed. The current tactic is to roll the bead curtains! Chase the defeated soldiers and kill them for me, and use the defeated soldiers to attack the enemy's subsequent positions..."

Deputy Battalion Commander Jiang Lie ran past Wang Chen and opened his mouth and scolded him, "Does our special forces yell and shout? Look at who has nonsense?"

Wang Chen shrank his neck and looked at the friendly forces around him. Sure enough, they were silent like ghosts. The killing movements were mechanical and standard, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes, and no one would yell excitedly when he killed dozens of people like him.

Wang Chen stuck out his tongue and didn't dare to neglect it. "The third row of people rushed to me!" After saying that, he took the lead and started chasing him with his brothers.

Rewinding the bead curtain is a unique tactic of ancient cavalry. It uses powerful charge to shatter the enemy's military formation and morale. When the enemy's original formation collapses and begins to flee, the cavalry covers the killing behind them, forcing the defeated troops to attack the subsequent original formation, and finally the entire large army collapses.

In fact, it is not just cavalry, but infantry can do it. Of course, these infantry must have a pair of iron feet that can run, and have excellent physical fitness, hard-working ability, and high combat effectiveness.

These Chinese special battle camps can do it. The three thousand enemies that they first contacted have become driven cattle and sheep, and they fled backwards like crazy.

The terrified indigenous monkeys didn't obey the orders at all, and let the officers behind them shouted and kept stopping. The group of killing gods in blue uniforms behind them were even more terrifying than those who forced the Balan River.

One of the military formations was destroyed. The officers had just shouted to stabilize the formation, but a bullet came from somewhere and pried open his sky spirit cover.

It seemed like countless ghosts suddenly appeared on the battlefield, specifically picking those officers to attack. No one believed that these bullets were fired by the Chinese people fifty or sixty meters away.

In the eyes of the natives, the front-mounted smoothbore gun is already considered a murderous aura that only lords can possess, let alone these sniper rifles modified with Mauser.

In their consciousness, they had never seen such accurate guns that could be fired fifty or sixty meters away.

Fear soon began to spread in the army, and the Chinese people shouted loudly with ghosts and gods to help, otherwise they would explain these ghost-like bullets.

No officer dared to stabilize his position anymore, and more military formations were dispersed, and the collapsed crowd instantly exceeded 5,000.

Five thousand people were in the field like ducks. What a concept it was like running wildly in the heavy rain. The entire beach, mudflats, fishing villages, bushes, farmlands... are full of indigenous monkeys who are pursuing their lives.

As they ran, they fell into the mud pond, got up and fell again, regardless of whether there was a road in front of them, even the rice fields with accumulated water and the drainage and irrigation ditches, the group of people crawled into the mud, and some of them were choked to death.

What a strange war scene. In the downpour of rain, countless scarecrows were inserted into the rice fields. Their heads were drilled into the mud, and their legs struggled desperately outside and hesitated, and soon they died.

There were also soldiers with mental breakdown kneeling in the pool, kowtowing to these Chinese people desperately, muttering so hard that they didn't know what to say.

Strangely, these Chinese were too lazy to pay attention to him, and just kicked his weapons into the ditches and continued to pursue them.

Wang Chen spitted on a black monkey begging for mercy. "Damn, if it weren't for the precious time, could I keep you alive? You are smoking from the ancestral grave..."

"The platoon leader... There is a military flag five hundred meters ahead, as if it is the school flag of our military academy... We have already seen Bai Layi's brothers! We are about to meet..."

"Charge...the army unites one by one and counterattack! rush over..."

The soldiers looked more than 500 meters, but the actual distance was much greater than that. After all, it was a large-scale battle of nearly 300,000 people. Even if they were indigenous soldiers and peasants, even if most of them were fighting cold weapons, the scale was already surprisingly large. In the history of Borneo, this was a super battle that was unprecedented.

Liang Kun held the command knife given by Xiao Letian. This kind of ceremonial weapon that imitated the Tang sword was not used for combat, but at this moment, the bright red hand ears dripping drippingly were all bleeding. Liang Kun actually used the ceremonial knife to cut off the heads of three indigenous officers.

His blood was burning, and he seemed to have returned to the city of Tianjing where war drums were loud. Millions of Heavenly soldiers swept half of the Qing Dynasty, and cities were turned into ashes.

"Attack...no survivors...those who dare to resist will be killed without mercy!"

"Let you see, is my knife still sharp or not, hahaha... Hum? What is that!"

Just in front of Liang Kun, behind the curtain-like rain curtain, more than a dozen huge black shadows suddenly flashed, and even the howling of monsters, and then a huge war elephant appeared in front of him.

"General, be careful..." The guard soldier pushed Liang Kun away with a tiger pounce. At that moment, a huge ivory was tied with sharp sharp swords, and it passed by three inches next to the two, almost killing them.

"Grandma! Is there any other thing? The war elephant soldier invited by Meng Huo?"

The war elephants are indeed war elephants! These tamed and trained wild elephants have three elephant tamers on their backs, and have fangs and weapons tied with weapons and rushed around like chariots.
Chapter completed!