"It really suffocates me to death! It's really a joyful thing to be able to come out and have some fun." Twisting his fat neck, a stout man with a fat head and big ears complained to the young noble next to him.
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"Shut up! If you hadn't made Lord Geese nod, I would never have let someone like you stand next to me in this life!" Baron Stella's face was ugly, and he covered his mouth with a white handkerchief and scolded with disdain.
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The man walking beside him turned out to be Chumluo, the human trafficker that Tang Mo and Beiling had been looking for. But at this moment, this Chumluo was walking arrogantly among more than 10,000 soldiers of Cyric's private army.
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"Don't be so nervous. As long as we kill that damn bastard named Tang Mo, no one will bother me." Chumluo laughed coldly twice, and then saw that Baron Stella ignored him, so
So he closed his mouth.
Originally, in this case, it was Becky who should have commanded the battle, but Becky was already dead and was buried somewhere within the battlefield.
So this time, Giese had to go out in person to direct the war to annihilate the Datang Group.
But Geese was not in a good mood now. He moved his command post to a back position suspiciously, as if he was a coward.
But anyone who is familiar with Huey Keith knows that he is not a coward, so he must have a reason for placing the command post behind the large army.
In fact, Geese is a cunning fox. He instinctively smelled the danger, so he found a way out for himself first.
For him, for a person like Keith who often does bad things and uses dirty tricks, some detailed issues will definitely attract his attention.
It was not that he smelled danger on the battlefield, but that after the operation began, he noticed something was wrong from the kingdom's response.
It stands to reason that the kingdom's senior officials must be unhappy that he has gathered troops and is preparing to attack the Datang Group desperately, and they should even try their best to stop him.
After all, the war broke out in the Kingdom of Leyte. No matter how quick the war was, it would ultimately harm the interests of the kingdom. Therefore, it was impossible for the rulers of the kingdom, or the ruling class, not to ignore this matter.
At least they should ask about the whole incident and try their best to persuade Guis not to do this kind of thing in their own country.
But the strange thing is that from the beginning of this matter until now, the king's side has been surprisingly quiet, and there is even a vague tendency to cooperate.
The information that Giese received was that the king purchased at least 4,500 K1 guns from the Datang Group, and even purchased artillery and steam engines!
This means that even if Datang Group is not a close ally of the king, the two parties at least have large-scale cooperation in business.
Under such a premise, the king still stood still and allowed the Cyric chaebol to launch an attack on the Datang Group. This thing itself is very strange.
Giese was not a fool, on the contrary, he was very smart, so he immediately made some guesses from such unusual details.
The king must be cooperating with Tang Mo, and this cooperation is probably aimed at Cyric! And the outcome of this war is likely to determine the attitude of the Wright Kingdom.
If Cyric wins, the king will turn a blind eye to his impudence this time.
But if Tang Mo's side wins, the king's side will add insult to injury, cut off the retreat of Cyric's private army, solve the troubles of Cyric, a country within a country, and regain control of the country's power.
Geese, who had been thinking about these things, asked the men around him absentmindedly: "Where are you?"
"Sir! We are about to enter the territory of Bunas..."
"The mountains on both sides..." Geese frowned slightly, staring at the hills on both sides, as if he felt that the terrain here seemed a bit too unfavorable.
Thinking of this, he suddenly realized what was another detail that he felt was wrong along the way.
resistance!
Yes! Resist!
If ordinary people were attacked, they would definitely want to resist. But after the Cyric private army he led began to advance westward, Tang Mo's troops never appeared at all.
They did not stop the Cyric Consortium's army, and they did not even protect the mines and other messy industries they previously controlled, and gave them all away.
No joke, even when he burned down several villages controlled by Tang Mo, Tang Mo's private army, which had gained fame in the Battle of Beiling, seemed to have evaporated and completely disappeared.
"Urge Baron Stella! Tell him that if he can capture Bunas as soon as possible! I will give him a reward of 2,000 gold coins!" Guis could already feel that this western expedition might not go well.
, immediately opened his mouth and ordered.
Almost at the same time as he issued the order, a private soldier of Cyric who was walking at the front felt that he had discovered something.
There seemed to be a man-made deep pit on the ground more than ten meters in front of him, and something seemed to be moving inside the pit.
He squinted his eyes, trying to see everything in front of him more clearly. Along with the drum beat, his feet continued to move forward, and he was getting closer and closer to the suspicious place.
Just when he saw that the thing lying in the pit was a person, and this person was holding a rifle and pointing the black muzzle at him, he was so frightened that he almost screamed.
Immediately afterwards, the intensive gunfire covered up his shouts, and the entire advancing phalanx became chaotic within a few seconds.
It was a gunshot that Cyric's private soldiers had never heard before, or in other words, it was a gunshot that no soldiers from other armies had heard except the security force soldiers of the Datang Group.
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Its sound is continuous and long-lasting, just like the waves lapping against the embankment, continuous and surging.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Just listen carefully and you can tell that this is not a group of soldiers firing with their rifles, but only one weapon that is firing with an unprecedented coherent process.
Densely packed bullets.
Bullets instantly enveloped the phalanx that was marching in the wilderness. A military musician with a marching drum hanging around his waist was hit by bullets in the chest and fell down shivering as if he was electrocuted.
Blood flew onto the face of the soldier walking next to him. The soldier only had time to touch the blood on his face before his arm was shot away by the bullet.
The dense bullets were like lawnmowers, mowing down rows of soldiers. Those soldiers who had not yet reacted had their heads smashed before they even had time to scream.
Standing in the crowded queue, a young soldier was holding a brand-new K1 rifle and walking forward with everyone.
The moment he heard the gunshot, he subconsciously looked at the flag of his formation. The flag quickly fell down suddenly and without warning.
Before he could figure out what was going on, he saw the soldier in front of him kneeling on the ground, clutching his stomach and screaming.
The young man he knew seemed to be struggling to stand up, but ended up falling directly to the ground. Only then did he, who was walking behind, see clearly that the blood had stained the uniforms of the people in front.
He quickly knelt down and tried to help the poor man who had been shot on the ground. But just as he knelt down, he saw blood gushing out from the hole that the acquaintance could not cover with his hands.
Tang Mo's Maxim heavy machine gun is actually an improved version of the German M08 heavy machine gun. It does not use the original Maxim's 11.43 mm caliber bullets, but the same 8 mm caliber bullets as the Mauser rifle.
This basically unifies the caliber and allows the troops to equip only one type of rifle ammunition, which is the standard German 7.92 mm caliber bullet, or 8 mm caliber bullet.
In this way, Tang Mo could be said to have greatly simplified his logistics, and no longer had to complicatedly set up production lines for bullets of different calibers that were completely incompatible.
It's just that this has wronged the navy. After all, the heavy machine guns equipped on their ships can only use 8mm caliber ammunition, and are naturally less powerful.
But on land, especially at close range, the power of 8 mm caliber bullets is actually completely sufficient.
It was indeed enough! At this time, a bullet shattered the marching drum on the waist of a military musician on the flank of the phalanx, penetrated the opponent's stomach, and penetrated an officer behind him before it came to a complete stop.
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Cyric's troops, who had no idea of lying down, just stood there stupidly like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and then were knocked down piece by piece.
Standing in the hidden observation position of the headquarters, Weiss remembered what Tang Mo said. Tang Mo said that what he was afraid of was that there were not enough enemies to kill him...
Now he really understood the meaning of this sentence. At this moment, he even felt that Tang Mo was really a bit... modest when he said that.
Because the Cyric private army in front of him was really overwhelmed, and the blood even turned into blood mist, which spread among the crowd.
It wasn't until a Maxim machine gun jammed and stopped firing that the soldiers on the opposite side of Cyric realized that they seemed to be attacked by an invisible enemy...!
The remaining people, panicked and confused, didn't even know how to deal with the situation in front of them. The scattered soldiers standing on the battlefield were just looking down at the corpses on the ground at their feet.
They haven't figured out the situation yet, thinking they are in a nightmare and haven't woken up yet.
Because in their perception, such a scene of corpses buried at the feet can only appear in hell. What they don't know is that at this moment, they may really be in hell...
"Bang!" There was a sudden gunshot, and the head of a Cyric soldier who was looking down at the pile of corpses at his feet exploded, and then the remaining body twisted and fell, hitting another corpse.
