"Just with a team of 1,000 people, you want to scare me, the battalion commander is not me to blow, our company is the strongest, even if it is against a team of 10,000 people, we will not frown." Guo Feng said with some pride, and then another half-shuttle bullet was fired, and hundreds of meters away, at least four or five enemies were knocked to the ground.

"Then you are powerful, even if this is the case, then I will allow you to continue to charge, and there are more than 10,000 people on the opposite side now, all of them will be handed over to you." Looking at Guo Feng's proud appearance of bragging and not paying taxes, Chunyang originally wanted to kick it. But in a blink of an eye, he decided to stimulate the other party and slap him in the face.

Of course, Guo Feng is bragging. 10,000 battles in 10,000, even if they have powerful repeating muskets in their hands, it is very difficult to do. Not to mention that the enemy is still carrying out a planned charge, and occasionally the enemy's inspection team can be seen right behind the army.

"Uh... With such a feat, we don't dare to enjoy it exclusively, so let's let the wise and martial battalion leader take us with us. Guo Feng knew that the cowhide was a little blown up, but he didn't care, but said with a kneeling and licking look. Anyway, they often make such jokes in private.

"Hmph." Chunyang snorted, did not debunk Guo Feng's embarrassment, but changed to a very serious expression and said: "No matter how many enemies come, we will kill them back, as long as we attract enough firepower from the enemy here, the less pressure on the regiment commander's side, the faster we will succeed." ”

"Yes." When it came to business, Guo Feng also put away his cynical expression, and while firing his gun, he shouted to the soldiers around him: "Fight me, don't be afraid of wasting bullets, and don't let the enemy backlash." ”

"Hit!" Horn horn, click, click, thump...

The sound of various guns represented the sounds of different guns, and under the gushing of thousands of tongues of fire, the enemy's shock force was suppressed in an instant. When the soldiers of the Phnom Penh dynasty fell in pieces as if they had been blown by a hurricane, the momentum of the onslaught began to slow down.

No matter how they know that they will die if they rush up, no one will not cherish their lives, if it weren't for the inspection team behind them, I'm afraid they would have turned around and fled all the time.

The gunfire at the north gate is still ringing intensively, and there are soldiers in Chuanlong City who are constantly rushing in this direction to help, and there is a great sense of not giving up if the city gate is not recaptured. And just when everyone's attention was on the North City Gate, the attack at the East City Gate began.

Unlike the North City Gate, where only one Leng Feng main battalion was placed, the leader at the East City Gate was Wu Sheng, the commander of the third regiment, and this time he brought two main battalions of one or two plus four auxiliary battalions and five thousand Lao mercenaries, what he wanted was to rush into the city at one time, break the enemy's morale, and destroy the opponent's fighting spirit.

The task given by Yang Chendong was to let them tear the enemy's defense line in the city in half like a cloud-piercing arrow, paving the way for the next main army to enter the city.

In order to better complete the task of the sixth young master, the regiment commander Wu Sheng discussed with the political commissar Chen Bo and decided to divide the troops to attack. First, the third battalion of Chunyang took the north city gate to attract the enemy's main force, and then they broke through to the east city gate and caught the opponent by surprise. It seems that only in this way can they smoothly enter the city to carry out the task of partitioning. Otherwise, there are too many enemies, and if they are all blocked together, it will be impossible to open a hole in front of the crowd.

The plan went very smoothly, and when the battle at the north gate was in full swing, the attack on the east gate began. And under the careful arrangement, under the two main battalions and the breakthrough, when the 40 bazooka directly smashed open the gate of the northern city, Wu Sheng led the mercenaries to kill like a mountain of seas.

The killing intent on each of them was boiling, everyone was scrambling, and the muskets in their hands erupted flames all the time, as if the gods had descended from the heavens.

But any enemy in their sight is often just a swing of the sword, and the movement of rushing forward will be hit by bullets, or directly killed, or fall to the ground and continue to wail. Along the way, no one is their one together, and no one can stand in front of them.

Dahn had already put on his armor and was running towards the north gate under the protection of a group of soldiers, and before they could reach the city, there was a herald who reported that the east gate had been broken. "Send someone to block the east gate, and don't let an enemy enter the city."

With the previous example of blocking the north city gate, Dahn was not very panicked, in his opinion, even if it was filled with human lives, it could drive the mercenaries out of the city.

At this moment, Dahn has not fully paid attention to the mercenaries, or has not seen the true combat power of the mercenaries. They really thought that it was an ancient war, and they could regain the defeat by relying on a large number of people, but they didn't know at all that unless they could block the momentum of the mercenary charge at one time, otherwise, the appearance of a group of troops could only form an oil filling tactic, and it would not play a role at all.

The battle at the east gate was much more intense than at the north gate. One is defending, the other is attacking; One is auxiliary, the other is the main force, and the situation is completely different. Before the true intentions of the mercenaries could be ascertained, one after another Phnom Penh Dynasty troops rushed to the vicinity of the East City Gate, and then one by one they were wiped out.

They were completely inscaled, and when they sent a team of 100 people, they were wiped out by a team of 100 people; When the 2,000-strong inspection team arrived here, what they saw was corpses all over the street and the wounded falling everywhere, and what they saw was the main force of the 2nd Cold Front Regiment with muskets and murderous spirits.

"Hit!" Seeing that another enemy appeared, and there were still a lot of them, Chen Bo, the political commissar and commander of the second battalion, took the lead, opened the burst mode with the 95 style in his hand, and strode forward while constantly hooking the board machine.

As soon as they saw the situation, the inspection team, which had no one to supervise, was about to turn around and withdraw, when a dense burst of gunfire rang out, and the two thousand people suddenly scattered like a beehive that had been stabbed, leaving behind the corpses of hundreds of people.

Just by taking a look, hundreds of corpses were thrown down, and this kind of strong combat power gave the inspectors a sense of invincibility. In the past, it was always others who rushed to the front, but now that it was finally their turn, they felt the terrible and powerful mercenaries.

The enemies of the East City Gate appeared one after another, and wave after wave were maimed and destroyed, and finally attracted Dahn's attention, and he began to mobilize more and more soldiers to pour out of the East City Gate, and also delusionally used the tactics of crowds to drive the mercenaries out of the city.

"The musket is very powerful, but after all, when the gunpowder is finished, you don't have to be afraid, just rush up, as long as you can kill one enemy, you will be rewarded with ten taels of silver, and if you grab a musket, you will be rewarded with one hundred taels of silver!" Fearing that the soldiers below would not be able to exert themselves, Dahn led people to the east gate while constantly preaching along the way to increase the bounty for killing, he believed that under the stimulation of interests, there would definitely be some people who would not die.

As long as these people can rush in front of the mercenaries, it will be time for them to show their cold weapons.

There will be brave men under the reward!

This is undoubtedly a wise saying. Some people who choose to join the army are equivalent to pinning their heads to their belts, and they are ready to die for a long time. The so-called wealth and danger are in danger, in order to fight for a better future, many soldiers rushed towards Wusheng's Leng Feng Second Regiment like moths to a fire.

Horn Horn Horn... Da Da...

The gunfire continued, and one enemy after another fell in the way of the charge, but the momentum did not stop, and many people were approaching through the figures of their comrades.

"I have one magazine left." When a cold front warrior touched his waist, he suddenly touched an emptiness, and he subconsciously shouted.

"I only have one magazine left."

"I have two more."

"I don't have one left..."

The sound rushed into Wu Sheng's ears like numbness, making his face bitter, and at the same time, he turned around and couldn't help but shout: "Who made you waste bullets like this?" ”

It's no wonder that Wu Sheng said this, before the battle, every soldier brought enough ammunition for two bases, such as nine or five guns is six hundred rounds of ammunition, and a full twenty magazines. I thought it would be enough, but who would have thought that it would be over so soon.

"Okay, let's save some bullets, and at the same time put on the bayonet and prepare for close combat." Political Commissar Chen Bo also shook his head helplessly, there are too many enemies, from entering the city to the present, they plus the auxiliary soldiers are only more than 2,000 people, but they have to face dozens of waves of enemy attacks in turn, at least 20,000 or 30,000 enemies were beaten away, crossed, and killed by them. The results were so brilliant that it was understandable that there were not enough bullets.

But even if they are short of bullets, they can still fight in close quarters, and with their hard training, they can kill the enemy like a cold weapon, and the enemy they kill is terrified.

"Get on the bayonet." The regiment commander Wu Sheng also knew that the situation was a little critical, and it was not the time to pursue responsibility, so he also shouted loudly, and then took out the bayonet pinned to his waist and inserted it into the ninety-five gun.

Suddenly, a white sword light appeared, as majestic as a soldier standing in a standard military posture.

"Kill!" While running forward, the bullet of the last magazine in his hand erupted forward, and Wu Sheng took the lead, leading the first battalion, the second battalion, the four auxiliary battalions, and the five thousand Lao mercenary soldiers to rush forward.

Rows of bullets were fired, and one by one the enemy fell to the ground. Let the morale of the soldiers of the Phnom Penh Dynasty who want to take the opportunity to fight for their lives decline, and then they retreat quickly.

Those who ran in front were better, but the enemies who ran behind were killed, and they didn't even have a chance to turn around, they were caught up by the mercenaries, and then one by one, the enemies with their backs exposed were stabbed with bayonets and fell to the ground covered in blood.