"Bang ......"

A dense burst of bullets hit the bulging sand in front of Sanyu's pillar, which represented the answer of the coalition officer.

"It's really a toast, no food, no food, no punishment for drinking." Sanyu Zhu spat out the sand in his mouth and shouted, "Kill them for me!" ”

As his words fell, the machine guns on the sand pond spewed out tongues of fire again, and the rain of bullets instantly covered the trench, and at the same time, the mortar detachment no longer had any scruples, and fired shells at the trench positions not far away.

Thunder on the battleship frowned, he asked Sanyu Zhu to do this trick, it would be the best result for him to take Calcutta without a single soldier, but now it seems impossible.

"All the troops are attacking!" Lei Ming coldly gave the order, since the coalition forces were stubborn, he was increasing the bargaining chips for the attack.

Receiving his order, groups of soldiers disembarked from the battleship, and the dense troop carriers rushed to the coast.

The landing soldiers were put down, and the group of battleships headed for the port of Calcutta, and after the landing the soldiers would cooperate with them to seize the harbor, so that they could unload the field guns from the ships.

Moreover, there are still a large number of supplies on the battleship this time, and the capture of the dock means that they have a supply base.

At the same time, the Coalition soldiers were overwhelmed by the ferocious firepower of the Empire.

Buterin huddled in the dirt cave with a pale face, the shooting just now was his order, he was afraid that the propaganda of the empire would completely collapse the already chaotic army.

It's just that the result of his order in exchange made him not happy at all.

In Europe, he had experienced wars large and small, but had never encountered such ferocious artillery fire.

The cannonballs used by the Empire are all powerful flowering shells, which explode on contact with the ground and are extremely accurate.

The coalition soldiers are all from Europe, and they are still stuck in the previous stage of array firing, solid shells, and it is difficult for them to adapt to this kind of shell.

If it were not for the protection of the trenches, I am afraid that the soldiers of the coalition army would have broken up long ago.

He was thinking about it when suddenly there was a commotion, and an officer rushed into the cave and shouted, "The Grape Man has surrendered!"

Buterin suddenly went from head to toe when he heard this, although he was the commander of the coalition forces, but the only one who could really command was the British Red Shirts, and he had no way to directly command the armies of other countries, and whether he obeyed or not could only depend on their commanders.

In a panic, Buterin risked being hit by a shell and peeked out of the trench to look at the Portuguese guards' position, and sure enough, the officers of the Portuguese army were waving white flags and leading soldiers out of the trenches.

The Portuguese had the fewest soldiers and the least interests in Asia, so the morale of the Portuguese soldiers was also the lowest.

A flash of despair flashed in his eyes, and Buterin muttered, "The coalition is over." Because once someone surrenders, the morale of the coalition forces will inevitably be shaken as a whole.

As he thought, as the Portuguese soldiers walked out of the trenches, soldiers kept crawling out of the trenches to join their ranks.

These soldiers were French, Dutch, Spanish and British.

On the sea, the coalition soldiers who dropped their weapons, raised their hands, and waved white flags were seen by Thunder, and he suddenly laughed, "Hehe, from these surrendered soldiers, you can see that the coalition forces are just strong support, as long as we are putting a little pressure on them, it will be easy to take Kolkata." ”

Liu Chen stood beside Lei Ming, this time he cooperated with Lei Ming, he said: "It seems that as long as they launch a charge, they will be finished, and now the soldiers of the coalition army are still like this, and the mercenaries recruited by the British must be even more warless, and the matter of the coalition army snatching grain and grass will inevitably make these mercenaries dissatisfied, he is from the princely states near Calcutta." ”

"That's what I thought, it's time to end this farce." Thundering's expression became firm, and he let the herald relay his orders.

On the beach, Sanyuzhu was the first to get the news, and he said to the trumpeter: "Blow the trumpet!" ”

"Didi ......"

The melodious sound of the trumpet resounded on the battlefield in an instant.

Hearing the sound of the trumpet, the Imperial soldiers got up from the ground at this time, screamed and rushed to the trench positions of the coalition forces.

The sound of shouts of killing resounded through the battlefield, and Buterin's heart tightened, which meant that the Empire had launched a final attack.

As with bayonet fights after arrays firing at each other, this will determine victory or defeat on the battlefield.

"Brothers, fight with them!"

As the Imperial soldiers charged, the artillery fire stopped, and Buterin shouted and led the LinkedIn soldiers from the earthen hole into the trench.

Now his only hope was to galvanize the soldiers of the coalition army through the heroic fighting of the British army.

It's just that he underestimated the combat effectiveness of the soldiers of the empire.

As soon as he rushed out of the earth cave, suddenly sticks fell from the sky, and these sticks exploded when they hit the ground.

The British soldiers who entered the trench were caught off guard and suffered heavy casualties.

And just as they were blown up, the Imperial soldiers suddenly appeared at the edge of the trench, raised their muskets and shot at the remaining soldiers.

Faced with the tide of Imperial soldiers, the soldiers in the trenches finally despaired.

The mercenaries collapsed first, and the Indian soldiers dropped their muskets and fled towards Calcutta, behind the trench positions.

They didn't want to die for these murderous Britons.

Mercenaries account for the majority of the seemingly large coalition forces, and the hasty escape of so many mercenaries is a great blow to the morale of the coalition soldiers.

"I can't fight this battle, and if I do, I'm going to die, I want to go home! I want to go home! ”

Suddenly, a soldier's desperate cry rang out from the Spanish position.

With this voice, more and more Spanish soldiers were in turmoil, not because they were not brave enough, but because they could not see the hope of victory in this war.

Even if they repelled the Imperial soldiers, the Imperial warships were on the sea, and it was impossible for their navy to break through the blockade.

In the atmosphere of hysteria, the Spanish soldiers finally could not bear it anymore, and when one soldier dropped his musket and raised his hands, the remaining Spanish soldiers climbed the trench and surrendered, followed by the Dutch, the French.

"50,000 European coalition troops, a total of 30,000 people in the four countries, and we have 20,000 people, after deducting casualties, now we only have more than 10,000 people, there is no hope, general, surrender."

A British officer said in a pleading tone to Buterin that the Empire had brought 30,000 soldiers into battle this time.

Coupled with the fact that the Empire has many more advanced weapons than them, they have no chance of winning.

Watching the Imperial soldiers continue to seize their trenches with absolute superiority, Buterin closed his eyes in despair.

After a long time, he said slowly: "Surrender, if I can return to Europe occasionally, I am willing to bear this responsibility, I can't blame you for this failure, only blame our weapons and equipment seriously lagging behind the enemy!" ”

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