Chapter 296: It’s just death, and only death!

"How long has it been." Standing in a fortress in the castle, looking at the dark distance, the wind blew and the rain floated into the fort, which had already made Colonel Michels' neat and straight clothes wet and cold, but he had no intention of leaving here. His fiery red eyebrows were locked tightly, and his gray eyes were full of doubts and anxiety.

"It has been an hour and five minutes, Mr. Colonel." A guard next to him answered immediately after looking at his pocket watch.

"It has been so long since they left the castle." Michels murmured. The next one had already changed his clothes in a hurry, and finally he had some noble and elegant commissioner Orvimas, who had recovered some nobles' neat and elegant demeanor, also seemed very nervous.

They began to exchange fire with the enemy about half an hour ago. In half an hour, they could launch several charges and defeat the enemy several times. However, now, the sound of hissings and killing in the distance can still be faintly swept into their ears by the wind, which only shows that one thing is that their troops have fallen into a difficult battle.

"Mr. Colonel, should we send a reinforcement to pick him up?" Major Cruise made his own suggestions to Colonel Michelle. "Our troops must be in a tough battle, which shows that the opponent's combat effectiveness is indeed not as inferior as we imagined. Now, there are only 5,000 people in our base camp. If they are not brought back, then..."

"Wait a minute. I trust Major Marbury, who is the best and most rational officer I have ever met, with three thousand elite subordinates. Under his command, there should be no problem dealing with two thousand pirates." Colonel Michels used a tone of uncertainty for the first time.

Major Cruise was slightly silent for a while, and still mustered up the courage to make a request to the irritable boss: "Mr. Colonel, although I also think Major Marbury is very outstanding, we can't do nothing. If the other party has any backup plan, then our brave soldiers..."

"Well, you don't have to say anything more, Colonel Cruise, I'll give you five minutes to assemble five companies (one hundred men in a row), and then stand by at the East Gate at any time." Michels raised his eyebrows and looked at Cruise with gray eyes, and said gently and powerfully. "If I give the order to attack, I hope you can arrive at the position in the shortest time and respond to Major Marbury."

"Yes Colonel!" Cruise's legs and Michels gave a standard military salute, quickly left the fort, and rushed out of the heavy rain.

"Your decision is very wise, my colonel, I think something is wrong." At this time, Orvemas flattered Colonel Michels. You know, his life is entirely protected by this brave and warlike colonel and his troops.

"I can't believe that I've never thought that such a long battle with the Easterners would have happened." Michels sighed softly. He was a irritable temper, but after the war began, he was able to suppress his anger well and solve every problem rationally. However, now, the opponent's strength has begun to trouble him.

When did the Chinese appear such a strong army? If this army appeared earlier, even if the Governor issued an order to attack Lan Fang, Colonel Michels would probably need to consider it carefully.

At this moment, a purple-white land, thick as if it were as thick as a bucket, extending towards the ground like a tree trunk, almost illuminating the entire space into daylight. In this short moment, Michels seemed to see the brave soldiers fighting bloody battles several miles away.

His hands could not help but subconsciously stroked the beautiful medal on his chest, which was brought by King William V of the Netherlands himself, in order to praise his bravery on the European battlefield. "May the Netherlands be with them, may the king be with them." Colonel Michels clenched his fists fiercely.

"May God be with us." Orvimas drew a cross in his chest with great devotion. He felt that this place was extremely stable, but he felt so uneasy at this moment, as if this storm had washed away all his original joy and security.

"God..." Lieutenant Fanny finally discovered the reason why his body had lost balance. His left foot was cut off from the ankle bone by the fragments that had just exploded. The left leg, which had lost its entire soles, seemed to have re-consciousness at this time. The heart-wrenching pain made him scream in pain.

His scream had just squeezed out of his throat. A cavalry on the inclined surface was once again blown away by the mines and hit the head of the Second Lieutenant Fanny. His head was directly hit at a strange angle. His eyes were staring at the distance without any hesitation, allowing the galloping horse to drag him out a long bloodline on the grass soaked by the rainstorm.

A piece of flesh flipped up from Lieutenant Robben's forehead, and blood kept oozing out of the pale thin flesh, and was washed away by the storm of the storm. A gap broke out on the eaves of his beautiful cavalry helmet. It was caused by shrapnel from a mine.

However, this did not affect Lieutenant Robben's strong will. He just tried hard to lower his body and minimize the damage caused by the terrifying explosion around him. His saber still pointed straight ahead. The sharp tip of the knife made a bright buzzing sound under the blowing wind, just like the transparent cicada wings of the summer cicada.

The smile on Lieutenant Robben's face became more and more ferocious. He seemed to have felt the trembling pleasure from the tip of the sabre, as if it was a neighing at the blood-sucking. There were several scratches on the love horse on his body, but it still rushed forward with steadily following the orders of his master, and tried hard to move forward fearlessly.

"Let's fire!" Ni Ming opened his mouth and shouted. The excessive force made his originally handsome and handsome face look strangely ferocious. He pulled the trigger hard, and the revolver in his hand slightly raised up. The muzzle first spurted a rotating bullet, followed by a stream of white smoke and the tube flame.

Lieutenant Robben's pupils suddenly shrank, and he subconsciously narrowed his eyes tighter. At this speed, at such a distance of less than thirty steps, he could not make effective avoidance at all. He could only rush hard, hoping that the cavalry breastplate on his body could provide him with enough protection so that he could kill his opponent on the spot.

The moment his thoughts arose, he felt that something seemed to gently brush his cheeks, and then there was a piercing burning pain that made him unable to help but close his right eye. If there was a mirror in front of him at this moment, he would definitely see that a blood groove was wiped out by the flying bullet.

Again, the gun in the other party's hand actually sprayed out the fire that could only appear in the heavy rain. Even though his psychological quality was quite strong, Robben's heart, who had experienced countless battle formations, almost stopped beating.

This time, the bullet luckily hit Robben's cavalry breastplate. The huge impact force forced him to lean back. Fortunately, Lieutenant Robben's superb riding skills helped him not lose his balance. However, when he was not too late to be glad, the same person and the same gun spurted out flames again. This time, Robben could feel that his left chest suddenly became hot and his whole body trembled uncontrollably. His right hand, which was originally holding the sabre tightly, instantly lost all his strength, and was blown down by the wind, hitting the eyes of the horse beneath him.

The frightened war horse stepped into the air with one hoof. Robben, who had lost control of his body, felt that his body became so light, as if it was the feather floating in the sky, floating lightly, and then fell into the dust. At this time, it seemed that all the feelings returned to his body.

The feeling of paralysis was spreading rapidly from his chest to his whole body. Robben blinked quickly. He saw that the young Chinese officer he had always wanted to kill under the knife was standing on his head. His pale face seemed so cold and strong. He lowered his head, as if he was looking at himself. Robben was in his last consciousness, in his last consciousness, the young Chinese officer looked a little nervous and full of victory excitement...

Ni Ming looked at the Dutch officer who died under his gun and finally rushed for about ten steps in front of the slippery rain before stopping at his feet. He felt indescribable in his heart. This was the first time he opened fire on the enemy face to face and killed the other party in front of him.

However, the vomiting feeling of seeing the bloody scene was not at all, and some were a surprise that was almost victorious. Seeing the rapid call of the Dutch officer under his feet gradually disappeared and even calmed down, Ni Ming raised his head, raised the gun in his hand again, aimed at the next target, and pulled the trigger hard!

The mine explosion continued, and the flickering fires were clearly extinguished in the dark rainy night. The wretched sound of war horses and the absolute shouts of the wounded soldiers. The formation of the Dutch cavalry that had originally rushed forward had been completely disrupted. These unknown weapons made them feel unspeakable fear from the bottom of their hearts.

When the brave and fearless Lieutenant Robben's agile figure disappeared from their sight like a kite with broken wings, the last trace of courage that had been squeezed out from the bottom of his heart was finally consumed.

Similarly, the war horses under them were also frightened by this terrible and continuous explosion. After the initial inertial impact was stopped, they no longer obeyed the command of the owner on the horse's back, and ran wildly in the direction they thought were safe, or were originally turning.
Chapter completed!