"Bang!"

Johannes shot down a righteous soldier with a spear. He and Brink had left the fortification, and only the two of the four Dutch soldiers in the fortification survived.

Johannes hid behind a big tree, and Brink was guarding a big tree next to him, and both of them were loading ammunition with all their might.

"Bang! Bang!"

The dense gunfire sounds came from the dark night, and the Chinese shouts mixed with the explosion of grenades almost obliterated the frontiers of the Dutch army.

Ferbger led his troops outside the village of Jialuo. Due to time issues, he did not immediately launch an attack, but chose to set up camp. However, he did not expect that it was the Chinese who launched the night attack first.

In the spark, the agile figures of righteous soldiers kept passing by the two of them. The two of them dared to shoot again, and they didn't even dare to show their heads. They hid nervously behind the big tree, praying to their gods, praying that their gods would bless them to escape this disaster.

"Ah..." An officer was driven back to the tent of Major Ferbger, the commander-in-chief of the coalition, by two black slaves.

"Malco?" Ferbger recognized that the person was the captain of the company he placed in the front, his most trusted old subordinate.

The man was shot in the shoulder by a sniper in the night. The more than a hundred Dutch soldiers under him were shot, and the ghost didn't know what happened to him. Markle screamed and fell into the chair. "Oh, damn. Major, I'm injured, I'm injured..."

"Damn Chinese, damn Chinese..." Marco kept cursing.

Ferbger's face turned dark, "Chinese people deserve to die, you deserve to die too. You lost your subordinates."

He shouted angrily, Marco had a complete company, and there were more than one hundred people.

"No, it's not like that. Luther is still in command in front. I was shot. What you see is Luther who arranged for them to send me to the rear." Although the soldiers of the East India Company were not real troops, they were just mercenaries in theory, but they were also clearly distinguished. There were courts, which could throw people who caused major losses to the company into prison, and even severely punished them.

Just like Kuiyi, who surrendered to Zheng Chenggong in the original time and space, returned to Batavia, he was immediately tried for his actions and sentenced to life imprisonment by the court. He was later placed under house arrest in the Banda Islands and served more than ten years of prison. His family paid bail and was able to return to the Netherlands alive under the pardon of Prince William.

"Shoot quickly, shoot quickly. Kill these Chinese people..." Fear deeply grabbed Luther's heart, and he screamed and urged his soldiers.

There are too many Chinese people, and there are shadows in the dark night. He looks like Chinese now. Seventy or eighty Dutch soldiers are huddled in a group, occupying a small mound. Below are the shouts of Chinese people shouting and killing everywhere. The explosion of fire can always reflect the figure of the night-attacked Yi soldiers holding swords, guns, and grenades, but he dare not take people to attack one step.

"Tell Ma Yuebihu and Shumakazhao, ask them to prepare, and after the artillery bombardment, they will come out together! Order all the soldiers to be prepared, and immediately fire after the artillery is bombarded, and then draw their swords!" Felbger roared loudly.

When bayonets were not popular in the European military, it was not uncommon to accompany musketeers to fight with swords and swords around them.

Watch Dumas’s “Three Musketeers”, the era was in the Louis XIII period. It was at this time that the soldiers of the King of War’s guards had to speak with their swords.

The Dutch soldiers reacted very quickly. They were well-trained mercenaries and professional soldiers. Even if they encountered sneak attacks at night, they were panicked, but when facing the rushing enemies, they would not escape or retreat.

What's more, these people still have a great psychological advantage over the island's Yi soldiers.

The Dutch were in the south of the island for twenty-two years, and the establishment of the Jelancha Castle was the dividing line. His previous dominance was very weak, but he had been very strong in the past ten years.

Although the European civilization at this time had not defeated the Eastern civilization, the early Europeans even divided the Chinese and the indigenous people of the South China Sea, because in addition to the dark skin of the people in Lingnan, China's skin was quite fair to the south and north, which was very different from the indigenous people in the South China Sea and the Indians in the Americas.

But the Dutch have formed a convention to act as a heroic and prosperous man on the heads of the Han people in the south of the island, which has given them huge psychological advantages. Just like the Jianlu outside the pass, his absolute pride and discrimination against the Han people, like the spine forged by steel, supports their belief in victory.

They would not be as scared as the indigenous people on both sides of the camp, so they dared not speak out. The Chinese broke through the frontline defense line and were about to enter the center. The indigenous camps on both sides thought they had not heard or seen. Ferbger was even more contemptuous of them.

When Fferberberg led his own guards out of the command center, the main force of the coalition, the Dutch soldiers over 500 meters, cheered hugely.

"Boom boom boom..."

After the bombardment of several small cannons, the crackling gun fire suppressed the shouts of the night-attacked Yi soldiers.

"Kill..." Holding the command knife in person, Feerbger led the Dutch soldiers to rush out.

The "powerful" of the Yi soldiers was quickly curbed. They were unable to defeat the Dutch in one breath. Ferbger's reaction was very fast.

When the sound of cannons and neat gunfire sounds sounded, it means that the attacked Dutch soldiers had overcome the initial panic, and now they have returned to the most basic order.

On the mound in the distance, Guo Huaiyi's expression dimmed when he heard the sound of the volleyball guns.

And just as he proved his guess, after the gunfire, the Dutch shouts immediately sounded in the dark night sky, and then the indigenous people shouted again on both sides. The night attack was obviously over.

Hundreds of Dutch soldiers gathered beside Ferbger, holding spears and sabers, strangling the rushing volunteers.

They were strong and strong, with the help of the indigenous people constantly pouring out from both sides. Amid the rising and falling explosions, they still repelled the righteous soldiers step by step.

Brink died, and Johannes ran away from behind the tree. Then he fired guns at the shadows in the night farther away.

Feerbger was a brave man. He jumped into the opponent with a quick step. His strong body was extremely explosive. The saber in his hand was pushed forward and stabbed into the body of the island Nan Yi soldier who had just killed a Dutch soldier. He twisted his body and avoided a bamboo spear that was stabbed in the oblique ground. He pulled out the saber and slashed it on the head of the bamboo spear owner with his backhand.

In close combat, except for a few of the Yi soldiers in the island south, the rest of them were not the opponents of the tall Dutch soldiers, and they were professional soldiers. Not to mention that they also had grenadiers and professional grenadiers.

The battle lasted for more than half an hour. When the last few surrendered Yi soldiers were stabbed by the Dutch with bayonets, the battlefield became quiet. Ferbger patrolled the battlefield, with the original frontline defense as the boundary line, and there were bloody remains everywhere, including corpses, including Han people, indigenous people, and several already stiff Dutch soldiers.

The broken limbs and arms are everywhere, and the bamboo guns that pierce the body are still on the corpses of Dutch soldiers, facing the sky. The fortification sandbags are covered with blood, flesh and brains.

In the early morning, the sun rose. Ferbger got the exact report of the war. Dutch soldiers were killed more than 100 people in the night attack, including the Turkish-Han-Black coalition forces, and the overall casualties exceeded 300. In other words, he lost 100% of his soldiers that night.

The Yi soldiers in the island south also paid the price of blood. There were three or four hundred soldiers left on the battlefield. But does Ferbger need this data? Even the lives of ten thousand soldiers cannot be exchanged for the life of his soldiers!

He had just brought his men to the Jialuo Village, and the official war had already begun, and he had suffered such great losses.

Now, Guo Huaiyi is not a soft persimmon that is easy to grasp.
Chapter completed!