They immediately knew what Niu Chaofeng was thinking! He wanted these guys to land one after another! However, not all of them were allowed to land. Because there is no port on Sakhalin Island, their ship still could not get too close to the shore. So if
If they are allowed to log in, they can only log in batch by batch.
So......
In this gap, Niu Chaofeng has the possibility of operation!
Ten thousand people!
When the opponent's 10,000 people landed, he launched an attack!
Artillery attacks, plus hand-to-hand combat! Only in this way can we really hit these idiots! Only in this way can we consume them! Instead of being consumed all the time!
"Boss, you can do this!"
"This does work..."
"If we attack them according to the terrain, it shouldn't be a big problem!"
A group of people became excited.
burn one's boats!
At this time, in order to protect Sakhalin Island, they must risk everything once more!
Niu Chaofeng's heart was aroused with fighting spirit at this time! So many of his brothers died and were injured. If this continues, low morale is the biggest problem he faces! He must get some of this debt back.
!
"retreat!"
"retreat!"
When the order is given, the retreat will of course not be done overnight, but slowly. It must be at this time that they show their decline and retreat because they cannot resist it.
...
"Hahahaha, they retreated!"
"They retreated!"
At this time, Antonlev, who was on the Tsarist Russian naval warship, looked in the telescope at the Long Yan people who were beaten and scattered in all directions, and the military flags began to fall down, and couldn't help laughing.
Other people on the boat also became happy and cheered.
Anton Lev couldn't help but breathed a deep sigh of relief: "I have to say that the combat effectiveness and resilience of these Long Yan people are beyond my imagination..."
Others also nodded.
Originally, they expected to capture the entire Sakhalin Island in one day! It has been four days now, and Antonlev was so angry from the Tsar that he was about to be beheaded.
"General, be careful of fraud!"
At this moment, a Confucian general next to him who seemed to be incompatible with the style of these big men said in a low voice.
When these words came out, the whole place fell silent at first.
Then everyone laughed loudly: "What's the trick?"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Ivanov, you don't really think that this group of people can come up with any tactics, do you?"
"They can withstand us for four days, which is the limit! This is a bunch of rabble, a rabble!"
"They are not even Long Yan's regular army!"
"A fraud? How come there is a fraud?"
Ivanov hesitated to speak. He wanted to say something but did not dare to say it. He knew that after four days of siege, these fierce men were suffocating in their hearts. They wanted to capture the library as soon as possible.
Page Island, to prove their strength! And think about it, this so-called rabble really has nothing to offer.
"Anyway, we'd better be careful!"
Ivanov, I would like to remind you.
Antonlev sneered and said: "You literati, how do you know how to fight? Four days have passed, both their physical strength and their confidence have been bombarded to pieces by the artillery fire of our Tsarist Empire!"
"Hahahaha, are you still worried about them ambushing us?"
"Even if the Liaodong Army comes to help, it will take at least ten days!"