As soon as the deck guns fired, not only the camels in the camp went crazy, but the cavalry mounts on the west side were not very obedient. The sudden blow had already flattened the front of the charging cavalry, and the speed of the charge was significantly reduced due to the fact that the mount slowed down in fright, and even had to turn to both sides. This slowness was miserable, and they were shot two more rounds, and by the time they rushed to within fifty meters, they were no longer a single person, but a few dozen people scattered and scattered. The large forces behind have broken off several times with the forward.

In the face of dozens of cavalrymen who were getting closer and closer, the marines in the front row all put down their rifles, then pulled out two pistols more than a foot long from their belts, first bent and raised their left arm, let the gun in their right hand rest on their left arm, aimed at the cavalry who rushed over, and waited. The two platoons behind them, one of which had been loaded, picked up the riflemen and did not aim at the small number of cavalrymen who rushed to the near distance, but at the large force in the distance, and when they heard the sound of the horn, they immediately fired.

At this time, the first row of marines pulled the trigger on the camel soldiers, who had already rushed more than ten meters away. Those camel soldiers were so wronged that they finally rushed through the rain of bullets, and saw that the scimitar could cut off the enemy's head, and those with short sticks in their hands could simply ignore it, which was almost like surrendering. But unexpectedly, the most terrible thing was the short stick in their hands, and after a burst of fire and white smoke, these dozens of camel cavalry all fell in front of the ranks of the marines.

Many of the horsemen were not shot, but their mounts were knocked down, but before they could stand up, the men changed their hands, still holding a short club, and took a few steps forward, almost in front of every cavalryman who was still alive, and pulled the trigger again at their heads. Then he turned back to the line with a blank face in a field of flesh and blood, picked up the rifle on the ground, took a few steps back, came to the last row, and silently began to reload.

"Langya, what if the enemy comes from another direction at this time?" Hong Tao crouched behind the box. Completely ignoring the image, he still had a helmet the size of a basin on his head, and he didn't dare to raise his head for fear of revealing his head, so he could only tilt his head and talk to Langya, who was standing not far away.

"If there aren't many of them, just send out a line of people to intercept them. It's okay to let them rush closer, we're much stronger than the army, and each of us has two of this! Your Majesty, the guy you made is just easy to use, take a look...... All down, hahahaha. "Langya is in a good mood. Although he was attacked, his Marines performed very well, and their training was no different from that of normal times, neither chaotic nor panicked. Faced with the emperor's question, he answered with confidence.

"What if it's a lot? Can you squat down? Let me talk to you with my head up, you're comfortable, aren't you! Hong Tao was still not satisfied with Langya's answer, so he began to look for evil stubble.

"I'm out of the line if there are too many of them, but your majesty can rest assured. I'll take your horses with you, and all three of them are here. If there are too many enemies. Then you can get on your horse and run. I asked Alin, this is not a desert, and camels can't catch up with horses. If you change horses, you will be able to run to the docks. Get on the ship and avenge us, just like you did in the port of Malacca, kill, burn, and rob them all! All hanged on the pier. Avenge our three hundred brothers! "Langya didn't squat, Hong Tao can be shameless, he, the commander, can't be embarrassed. Hearing Hong Tao's question, he pointed behind Hong Tao, and there was an officer pulling three horses waiting next to the tent not far away.

"Damn! It's really coming. South, South! Hong Tao was satisfied this time, and he just wanted to say a few words about the cliff, when he suddenly saw several fires lit up on the south side of the camp.

"Your Majesty, you are truly a god! Go and wait for me by the horses, and if you see that we can't stand it, go by yourself!" Lang Ya's eyes were full of worship when he looked at Hong Tao at this time, and they all said that Hong Tao was a god, and now it seems to be true, the enemy has not yet come, he can have a hunch, what is this not a god?

"God's hairy! I, Nima, am the god of decay...... This mouth stinks! Hong Tao admired Langya's way of thinking so much, such a crow's mouth, Leng was interpreted by him as a prophet. Rao is thicker than the city wall, he is a little embarrassed, and he deserves it.

But he did not delay, and immediately trotted over to the horse, took the reins, and looked up at the sky. Seeing that the officer of the Marine Corps next to him was confused, he thought that Master Hong was communicating with the gods and was about to do his work, so he didn't dare to disturb, and turned his head and ran to the battlefield. In fact, Hong Tao is looking at the stars in the sky to determine the direction, and escaping is also a technical job, so you can't run blindly without a purpose, and the north is Muska Harbor.

To say that Hong Tao did not have an ideological struggle, it is a lie, he did fight in his heart, did he leave the soldiers and run by himself? Or do you want to stay here and live and die with the soldiers? It's just that the time he struggled was very short, it only took less than three seconds, and he figured out the pros and cons of the two options, and then firmly chose the latter, and there was a valid reason.

First of all, he is the emperor, shouldering the future of the country, and living is a contribution to the country.

Secondly, he is not a general, it is useless to stay, no matter how accurate the marksmanship is, at most one shot kills two, does the enemy lack these two people?

In the end, I was afraid of pain, and if I was captured, I would immediately move it all without torture. In this case, relying on the technology they have mastered, the Arabs will soon be able to surpass the Golden River Kingdom, which is not tantamount to financing the enemy.

As for saying that he can boost morale by staying, win more with less, and defeat 10,000 people with 300, it is not within Hong Tao's consideration at all. As long as the Marines don't have automatic rifles in their hands, there's no chance of that happening. The explosion of mental power is only available in movies, and the reality is that as long as the cavalry rushes within thirty meters and can guarantee a certain number, the marines will definitely be defeated, and it is useless to carry ten short guns on their bodies. Once the formation is scattered and the distance advantage is gone, these musket-wielding marines really don't have the same short spears as they used to be.

However, Hong Tao still didn't run in the end, not because he changed his mind, but because there were really not so many enemies. Not to mention ten thousand, not even a thousand is not enough, at best five or six hundred, more in the west, and even fewer in the south. Two rows of marines fired three or four volleys, and there were not many figures in sight on the opposite side. Since he wanted to win, then he should not run, so Hong Tao released the reins of his horse again, took out two short guns, strode to the middle of the camp, beckoned several officers, and gave what he thought was the safest order.

"Don't chase just yet! It's dawning soon, hold on and wait until dawn! ”

The attackers did not launch a second attack, and took advantage of this effort, and Langya led the hundreds of camels to the camp, and the reins were tied in a circle. The Marines hid behind the camels, listening to the wails and moans in the distance, until the eastern sky turned white.

The fire had been extinguished, and large numbers of corpses, both camels and men, lay on the west and south sides of the camp. Most of them didn't die, but they were almost dead, either missing arms and legs, or there was a lot of blood under them, all of which were sucked into the dry sandy soil, and only a small patch of brown could be seen.

"Langya, count the number of people and report the loss! Horse pits and trenches were then dug in place, reconnaissance teams were dispatched, and mobile posts were set up within a kilometer of the perimeter. ”

"Ayrin! Have your men mount their camels and divide into two groups, one to call for someone from your familiar tribe to pick us up, and the other to return to Muska, and give this to my fleet commander. We're not leaving, we're just waiting here! You and I come, Lao Sai, you come too, and see where these people come from, do you know? Seeing that there was no enemy, Hong Tao was alive again and began to arrange what to do next.

Since someone is going to attack him halfway, it is safer for him to stick to the reinforcements, and if he is not familiar with the place of life if he goes forward, there is no dangerous terrain to defend, so it is better to stay here, so that he can have time to make a simple fortification or something, and increase the difficulty of the attack to the possible enemy.

As for the compassionate fleet, Hong Tao is not worried at all, since the battleships of Bo Jiao and Kong Pei were trapped by the Southern Song Dynasty naval division during the Battle of the Three Kingdoms, the captains of the Royal Navy have kept this matter in mind, no matter whose ship it is, don't want to get close to the battleship within 200 meters, dare to come over and they really open fire, whether it was accidentally injured and sunk and then talk.

Alin's suspicion can basically be ruled out, his death is not beneficial to his family at all, and the most unlucky should be their family. As long as something happens to him, the first thing Mercy will find is his family, and even if their family can go inland, they won't be able to get anything. For a maritime family, the loss of maritime trade is equivalent to the loss of the upper and lower families, what to eat and drink. And he knows the strength of Jinhe Country best, can a small Masca port keep their family?

As for Said, it can only be said that there is no suspicion, and it is difficult to say whether he will collude with the locals. But it's useless to just analyze it like this, don't you have evidence now, go and look for those corpses, you can always find something.

"They are all Bedouins...... But it's not from the Hussein family, I can't recognize which tribe it is, and I won't know until Hussein and them come. After examining several corpses, Arin saw a slight eyebrow.

"These people are not from one tribe, there are at least three tribes in it, and the marks on the camels are different, and different tribes will brand different marks on the camels to prevent loss." Don't look at Said as a scholar, but it's not useless on paper, he looks more closely than Alin.

"Indeed, these camels are not of a tribe." Alin asked Said to remind him of this, and he also ran to the laps of several dead camels to look at them, and came to the same judgment as Said.

(To be continued.) )