Zhao Liang's order was passed to Zhaojiagang.

Cai Qian looked happy after seeing it. It would be good to fight, but it would be a big deal. Only in this way can he make a contribution.

If the superiors surrendered and asked them to retreat from Zhaojiagang, he would be depressed.

"Go, call everyone to the square and call back the leaders of the two villages outside, I have something to say."

He shouted excitedly to the secretary beside him, and then he walked back to the sand table again and thought about it repeatedly.

He had not received the exact order before, so he could only imagine it over and over again, and everything was empty. Now he had to do something real.

The large sand table in front of me, which is one zhang long and one zhang wide, was created by Cai in more than a year. Of course, the main body is Lion Island, and then crosses the sea to the sea to the land to Johor.

The latter two are only part of it.

This sand table restores all the terrain and landforms of Shizizhou in reality. The terrain and altitude data of some mountains may not be very accurate, but the geographical terrain of Shizizhou is already smooth, and it will be very realistic if you are more careful.

The hilly areas in the western and central regions are covered with small trees with nail-high nails, which represents the rainforest, and there are only a few trails to pass through.

The original Duke Mansion of Tianmeng Gong on the eastern and coastal plains, as well as the current Zhaojiagang and several small villages outside the city, are all clearly visible.

Therefore, the current location of the Johor army that entered Shizizhou from Johor Bahru and its surrounding terrain are all in Cai Qian's eyes.

There are only four or five hundred enemies, so it is not difficult to defeat them.

The hardest thing is afterwards.

The Johor army wants to launch a large-scale counterattack. With the current strength of Zhaojiagang, there will be considerable pressure.

But this should be what the people above want to see the most.

Can Abdul Raman defeat Abdul Raman in one battle?

Cai Qian thought about the contents of the letter, and Mr. Zhao had a thorough understanding of these native dogs and brought three thousand people directly. They were all elites in the Zhao family's guard house guarding the house. Their strength was absolutely no different from the guards of Pontian Manor. Isn't it easy to deal with a group of untrustworthy native monkeys?

"Let me know. The old man has now arrived in Pontianak and brought a total of 3,000 heroes. Five thousand people have also been mobilized in the manor, and Lan Fang's troops can be brought up at any time if necessary. Tell me, will we still lose this battle?"

Summon everyone to the square, Cai Qian stood on the platform and shouted.

All the people below, the militia and the guards, were already blushing and were full of energy.

There are so many people who will lose this battle behind the scenes, unless the monkeys' gods come to earth personally.

What these people heard when they first immigrated was Lan Fang's story, and the indigenous people were the best supporting roles in the story of Luo Fangbo's rise. At the same time, their pride as the people of the great country also made them look down on the indigenous people. Even if they didn't say it on the surface, they seemed very peaceful, and there was a strong sense of superiority in their hearts.

It is now the Qianlong period and it is not a crow. After two crows? China's dream of the Celestial Empire continues.

The concept that the Zhao family adheres to has always looked down on the indigenous people.

After a few moments, these immigrants looked down on the indigenous people from the bottom of their hearts, even the indigenous army.

"I won't lose, I won't lose!"

"Victory, victory!"

A deafening shout immediately sounded in the square.

"Okay, now I order!"

"All guard militias gathered."

"Go ahead, attack, defeat the monkeys in the south."

When Cai Qian pulled out his sword and pointed it to the south, the warm atmosphere in the square reached its peak.

With 300 regular guards and more than 1,000 militias, Zhaojiagang was dispatched in full swing.

The general of the Johor army was Rahman, the commander of the guard of the Grand Duke Abdul Hami.

Abdul Hami's death made Abdul Raman's heart aroused taboo. Although he did not doubt Rahman's loyalty, it was obvious that it was impossible to hand over his safety to Rahman's hands.

But Rahman was also reused. The musket troops expanded by Abdul Rahman were divided into two, one was controlled by him personally, and the other was led by Rahman.

Today's battle can also be said to be the first battle of this firearm unit.

Rahman, who has always been hostile to Zhaojiagang, may be because the time when the Zhao family appeared was too close to Abdul Hami's death. Even if Rahman couldn't find any evidence to prove that these Chinese people were related to Abdul Hami's death, he just didn't like them in his heart. After receiving the news that Zhaojiagang sent troops to rush to him, he immediately rectified the army and prepared for battle.

Of course he knew that the Zhao family had firearms in their hands.

Abdul Raman has been maintaining arms deals with the Zhao family in the past two years. How could the latter have no cannons in his hands? Don’t you see if cannons have appeared in the two small villages that are under the control of the Chinese?

They were also worried about Johor’s reaction before, so they didn’t dare to show it even if there were guns and cannons in their hands. Now they are about to tear each other apart, so naturally there is no need to worry about it anymore.

Rahman was not surprised that more than a thousand people rushed over, even if everyone was holding muskets.

But he still firmly believes that victory will belong to him.

Because they are regular soldiers, trained regular soldiers.

And the Chinese are just a group of ordinary people who are arable land. Even if the gunfire sounds, they will be frightened and hugged their heads and run away with their heads, right?

There are always some people in the world who feel extremely good about themselves. However, the development of reality is never based on their will.

The two armies confront each other.

Cai Qian looked at the gorgeously dressed guy opposite, and couldn't help laughing out loud, "Xu Jialiang."

"Maintain."

"Did you see the rooster opposite?"

Cai Qianmama pointed at Rahman's direction, "When the two armies approach, you will take the sharpshooter and knock him out."

Now the two sides are about one mile away, so it is time to walk in an orderly manner.

Cai Qian didn't know if there was a rifled gun on the other side, but he knew that the sharpshooter team under his command was really accurate.

At least seventy or eighty feet apart, they could shoot one at a time.

Of course Xu Jialiang had no objection. This was the regular combat process that the instructors told during the training camp in Runan.

Before the army on both sides shot and killed them on a large scale, they sent out private soldiers with accurate shooting skills to shoot and kill enemy soldiers, disrupting the enemy's front and disrupting their morale. This is a very common way of fighting on the European battlefield.
Chapter completed!