Buketuo suddenly realized that for the first time, he felt a sense of helplessness. In the past, he always felt that these yellow-skinned and black-haired Han people were no different from pigs. He thought that it would not take long for the imperial army to conquer this place as it had conquered other countries in the past. As an occupier and a master, he felt that it would be disgusting for him to say a word with these Han people.
It is a long-established notion that the conqueror always reigns supreme.
But now, he found that his dream of conquering the continent seemed to be shattered.
The Han counterattack was very steady.
That's right, it's stable.
Using such a tactic to counterattack is beyond everyone's expectations, and this tactic seems to be unsolvable at present. Unless the Aopu people start to withdraw from the battle, it is a matter of time before the Han people counterattack.
"Gophers!"
Buick said angrily: "This is a group of gophers!"
But there was nothing he could do other than yell.
He turned his head and looked towards the high platform, hoping to get new instructions. But obviously, even the aloof Emperor Leman couldn't deal with it.
Although Beketuo did not regard the Han people as human beings, he knew one thing very well. The advantage of the Opuru people lies in their weapons, and advanced weapons are the key to gaining an overwhelming advantage on the battlefield. Once those Han people are allowed to approach by digging trenches, and then fight in close quarters... the consequences will be disastrous.
Those Han people have far more experience in close combat than them.
In the past, this was the reason why the Opulu people believed that the Han people were barbaric and backward. But now, this barbarism and backwardness are threatening their lives.
There was no retreat order.
Buicko could only bite the bullet and insist.
He suddenly had an idea in his mind, an idea he didn't dare to say.
Perhaps Emperor Lehmann was not always right. Earlier, Lehmann ordered him to lead the team forward for 100 meters, and then dig a horizontal trench to stop the Han people... This is simply an order in a hurry without thinking, and there is no reason at all. What is the use of digging a horizontal trench? It's not working for the Han people!
If Leman knew what he was thinking at this time, he would definitely kill him with his own hands.
Buick is not a smart person, nor is he a flexible person. In this situation, he didn't understand the meaning of Layman's order. If Layman told him one more word, he would understand. What Lehman meant was to dig a horizontal trench and use gunpowder to stop the Han from moving forward. But Buick was too stupid, he didn't think of it.
This is just a small detail on the battlefield, but it affects the battle situation.
Beketuo knew very well what the advantage of the Opulu people was firearms. But at the most critical moment, he forgot how to use this advantage.
If Buick ordered more gunpowder packs to be concentrated, after blocking the Han people, he would immediately prevent the army from counterattacking, and he could even advance quickly in the trenches dug by the Han people. After all, they have an unshakable advantage in long-range weapons.
But he didn't.
Therefore, the battle entered the hand-to-hand combat that the Opuru people least wanted to engage in.
Just when Beket was about to retreat in disregard of the military order, the soldiers of the Black Banner Army rushed towards the trenches like beasts. The weapons in their hands were outdated spears, but in this case the spears were more powerful than those of the Opulu people. The musket is much easier to use! The soldiers of the Black Banner Army who rushed over first charged forward with dense spears, and stabbed the Opuru people blocked there to death. The shouting soldiers of the Black Banner Army rushed into the defense line of the Opuru people fearlessly. .
Buick didn't complete Laiman's arrangement, and couldn't stop the Han people from coming.
before dark.
The real fight began.
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An Opuru man cried out in fright after seeing his companion's head split open by a heavy machete, even though this was not the first time he saw bloodshed, and it was not the first time he saw his companion Death in battle, but never has it been as terrible as today.
While the brains were flying, the Han man walked through the blood mist with a grinning grin, and looked at the Opuru man's back with a knife. The sharp knife cut through the clothes on the back, and then opened the skin covering the spine, and the white bones were immediately exposed to the air.
Where the blade passed, flesh and blood rolled outward.
The Opuru screamed and fell forward, crawling forward with hands and feet in an attempt to escape from death. He couldn't care less about the pain in his back, gritted his teeth and rolled and crawled forward to escape.
How could the soldiers of the Black Banner Army behind him give him a chance to catch up and step on his back, then raised the horizontal knife and stabbed fiercely. The blade tore open muscle and pierced viscera, then pierced through the front of the chest and plunged into the dirt beneath him. The Opuru writhed violently like an earthworm nailed to the ground by a needle.
The soldiers of the Black Flag Army twisted the knife back and forth in the foreigner's body a few times, and the foreigner's writhing gradually calmed down, and soon he turned into a limp corpse, which soon became stiff again.
The Black Banner Army soldier raised his head, looking for his next target.
As soon as he looked up, he saw a defensive platoon of at least 20 or 30 Opuru people firing. He was pierced by bullets, and his body kept shaking and took a few steps back. The bullet wasn't powerful enough to penetrate his body, but it was the fatal injury.
Before he fell down, he was still waving the horizontal knife vigorously, as if he wanted to kill all the enemies in front of him.
The corpse that didn't close its eyes fell down, but the horizontal knife didn't leave his palm.
More than 20 foreigners were organized hastily. After a volley of guns, they killed several soldiers of the Black Banner Army, and immediately retreated to leave. But on such a chaotic battlefield, it is impossible for them to leave easily. Seeing a small group of foreigners gathering here, many soldiers of the Black Banner Army rolled towards this side.
After the black crowd ran over, there were dozens of corpses on the ground.
"Kill my family and take my land!"
A Dongjiang soldier who was born on a green forest road was carrying a heavy ghost-headed knife. With one knife, half of the body of the enemy in front of him was removed, and then he strode over in the splattered blood. Every cut would take a life away. He yelled angrily in his mouth, and he yelled out a knife.
Obviously, he is a warrior who can practice, but because his aptitude is limited, his cultivation is not high. But his cultivation brought him a stronger body, greater strength, and flexible reactions. He rushed left and killed in the crowd, avoiding the enemy's stabbing weapon, and then the blade rotated to harvest the enemy's head.
"I used to be a robber, and I did a lot of murder and arson to harm women."
He seemed to have fallen into a very crazy state, and he couldn't see anything else in his eyes, only the enemy. He was talking to himself, but the knife in his hand didn't stop.
"I used to think that it was chic enough to be strong enough, so that others would be afraid... But after you came, I really felt the pain of being killed and robbed of my relatives. So I also know how much those people used to be. Hate me, I don't want to be that kind of person again!"
He went down with a knife and split the body of an Opuru man from the middle.
Stepping on the internal organs on the ground, he strode forward.
"I am apologizing!"
He swept the knife sideways, cutting off the enemy's neck and chopping off the head.
With a pop, his body shook violently.
Then he saw a blood hole in his lower abdomen, and blood gushed out from the hole immediately. He held the ghost knife in his mouth, then tore off his shirt and strangled the wound fiercely. He was shirtless and his eyes had turned red. Holding the ghost knife in his hand again, he rushed forward again.
Wherever he walked, he left bloody footprints.
It was the blood of the enemy and his blood.
Buick shot the brave Han man one more time, and he thought that the Han man would fall down.
But after the Han man tore off his clothes and strangled the wound, he ran towards him with big strides. Beketuo's hands trembled, and he wanted to reload the bullet as soon as possible, but the more nervous he was, the more his hand trembled. By the time he loaded the bullet and raised the gun, the Han had already approached.
The two Opuru people who were standing in front of Beketuo were neatly cut off by a horizontal slash, and at this moment, Beketuo's second shot also rang out.
At such a close distance, there is no need to aim at all.
The bullet penetrated into the sturdy soldier's chest, his figure paused for a moment, and then he grinned at Buicko, the blood in his mouth was in stark contrast to his white teeth.
He raised his knife and slashed down hard.
His body was swaying, and the strength was not enough, but he used the force of falling forward to slash on Beketuo's shoulder, the ghost head knife was deeply cut into the shoulder, and stuck there, this man no longer had the strength to slash The knife was drawn. The seriously injured Beketuo was thrown down by him, and while struggling, he pulled out the dagger from his waist, stabbed it into the man's stomach one by one in a panic, blood soaked both of them very quickly.
The man laughed loudly, and suddenly lowered his head and bit Buicko's neck. Buicko screamed, and threw away the dagger to push him away.
The man shook his head non-stop after biting it, and when he raised his head, he actually bit open a bloody hole in Beketuo's neck, the throat was bitten open, and blood gushed out from the wound one by one. Buketuo's chest heaved violently, as if trying to restore smooth breathing, the air flow entered his mouth and then flowed out from the wound, blowing up blood bubbles one by one.
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After the pikemen rushed into Beketuo's team, they began to squeeze forward with the most effective formation. After fighting together, the weapon advantage ratio of the Opuru people decreased infinitely, and there were people fighting together everywhere.
As the counterattack of the Black Banner Army entered the ranks of the Opuru people, the Opuru people began to be defeated. This kind of close combat often relies on an indomitable morale. Obviously, the Opulu people do not have such a morale. The soldiers of the Black Banner Army and the soldiers of Dongjiang Green Forest Road waved their weapons frantically, venting their hatred in their hearts.
A team of Han people without uniforms rushed in from the flank, completely smashed through the Opuru formation regardless of the cost, and then rushed towards the huge siege beasts. These people were all carrying a jar, I don't even know what's in the jar.
The Opuru people who pushed the siege beast started to flee. They had no weapons and could only flee.
The reinforcements brought up by Lehman from the rear opened fire from a distance, and a large number of Han Chinese and Opulu people fell down together.
"Red eyebrow army!"
A man from the green forest gave a loud cry, and smashed the jar full of kerosene in his hand on the siege beast. Behind him, more soldiers poured oil on the siege beast, and then someone started to set fire with a torch. Many oil cans were thrown to high places, and the fire immediately climbed up.
The Opuru soldiers on the huge siege beast howled crazily. Someone jumped from a high place and immediately broke his leg. There was also a lot of kerosene on the siege beast. These Opuru people originally wanted to use the wind to set fire to the Black Banner Army camp. As a result, the fire burned up, and soon ignited the kerosene and gunpowder they carried.
The Opulu people who originally wanted to attack the Han people were buried in the sea of fire.