Chapter 1667: Ambush

When the time came on August 25, half a month after the Linyuanbao was under siege, Governor Winthrop was finally ready to go south.
Five Thousand Reinforcers departed from New Avalon and took 30 large flat-bottomed ships down the Vimur River. It is expected to arrive outside Linyuanbao on September 3, when General Kang Huali will take the initiative to attack. Cooperate with the reinforcements to attack the Imperial Army in the siege.
The calculations of Governor Winthrop and General Convalley fell through. On September 2, the fleet carrying the Feizhen army touched the "reef" as soon as they left the iron forest.
In fact, there is no real reef in the open waters near the estuary. What caused the Feizhen fleet to be the top ten chains pulled by Baron Laval on both sides of the river bank in advance.
These iron locks disguised by magic are completely integrated into the river water, and there is almost no trace to follow. Until the troop-carrying ship drifting down at high speed hits the iron rope head-on, with the roar of terror colliding with each other and forming a mess, the Feizhen officers and soldiers on the ship were surprised In the ambush, it was too late.
Baron Laval stood on a bushy highland on the shore, staring coldly at the enemy enemy through a telescope, and waved his hand, beckoning the soldier to sound the horn.
The murderous horn echoed over the river and the jungle. The Midgard officers and soldiers ambushed in advance on both sides of the river bank pushed away the camouflage nets made of branches, occupying the highlands on both sides of the river bank, and sniper the troop carrier with bows and rifles. Unprepared Feizhen soldiers and soldiers.
At the same time, the army casters in the army, including "Snake Hand" Shaman, also began to cast spells, and fired "fireball", "smelly cloud" or "frost star" towards the flat barge spinning on the river, Kill the enemy on the ship mercilessly.
Shouts and sorrows swayed over the estuary. Fijian officers and soldiers who were ambushed successively fell with arrows, or were blown away by fireballs flying across the sky, and the river surface was red with blood.
The unilateral massacre lasted for more than ten minutes. The stranded troop carrier blocked the river and hundreds of floating corpses were stuffed between the sides of the ship.
At this time, the Feizhen people who had been beaten regained some composure. Under the scolding of the commanders of the battalions, they lifted their shields to block the shooting from the shore. At the same time, they traversed between the troop-carrying ships, and they moved over the shore.
Baron Laval observed the latest developments of the enemy army through a telescope and ordered the caster of the army to destroy the barge, so that the real person would not go ashore to stabilize the position.
"Snake Hand" Shaman used "controlling the water level" and set off a monstrous vortex on the calm river, prompting the water level to rise wildly, and immediately lifted most of the barges to the sky.
However, after all, the depth of the river is limited, and Shaman’s spells cannot stop the enemy’s obsession with escape. The Feizhen soldiers and soldiers in red uniforms, like densely packed
marching ants,
swarm ashore in groups, immediately hiding in the trees, holding The gun counterattacked.
As more and more Feizhen officers and men successfully landed, the gunfire became more and more dense, so that it gradually overwhelmed the gunfire of the Midgard side.
Although this Fijian unit was born in the Jodenheim militia, nearly 13 soldiers were equipped with magic crystal smooth-bore rifles. The level of equipment is far from that of the Midgard Colonial Corps. The gunfire on both sides is the difference in firepower. Intuitive embodiment.
The Fijian Riflemen who landed have reached the scale of a thousand people. Although the position is relatively scattered, they are still in a state of being crushed and beaten, but they have gradually gained a foothold, and by virtue of their firepower, they forced the ambushmen of Midgard I dared not attack the troop transporter unscrupulously, so that the Feizhen officers and men on board and in the river would have a breathing opportunity, and they could move to the shore more calmly and join the ranks of shooting back.
It has been an hour since the ambush began.
The Laval Corps made a good start. Nearly two thousand people were killed by the wounded Feizhen soldiers and men in the first half of the crossfire.
However, in the follow-up battle, the Fijians were still in color after landing, and the number of bullets killed and wounded on the Midgard side was also rising sharply, and the situation on the battlefield was quietly reversing.
"Hey! This group of Yankees is harder to deal with than we thought!"
"Snake Hand" Sharman raised the "burning staff" and released the "fire wall technique" toward a small group of lurking Feizhen riflemen. He glanced at the "nine trolls" Scala, wondering whether to use this "humanoid weapon" Teleport to the enemy heap to kill and kill, causing panic.
"Cunning Sharman! Sneaky looking at Scala, what do you want to do?!"
"Vicious Sharman, I am definitely not well-meaning!"
"Sharman is better not to come closer to Scala, otherwise he will bite him with nine mouths as Joan said!"
...
Scala's nine heads successively issued a frantic warning to Sharman.
In guarding against Shaman's secret calculations, Scala's nine heads can always reach agreement, reflecting a rare unity.
"Damn! It's the blame of the little mage who instigated me. The lunatic La Scala is increasingly lacking trust in me. This is not a good sign!"
Sharman gritted his teeth with hatred.
Baron Laval put down the telescope and cast an unpleasant sight on Shaman.
"The longer the time, the more unfavorable the situation on the battlefield faces us and must be changed as soon as possible. Sharman, tell Elson that my patience with him is about to run out, he will either take the wicker within five minutes. People' rush here, or don't ever appear in front of me!"
The cold words of Baron Laval echoed in Sharman's ears, making him shudder, and his pale face barely squeezed a ridicule.
"Lord Lord, don't be angry. Elson's guy is lazy and always procrastinates. But it's not intentional to put a shelf in front of you. Wait patiently. I will urge him to come over quickly!"
Wiping away the cold sweat, Sharman hurriedly took out a "communication stone" from the storage bag, activated the magic power, and angrily shouted: "Elson! What the are you doing? You haven't rushed to take yours The big toy is teleported! If you don't show up, Lord Laval will be really angry!"
"I'm angry? Ha ha, I like fire, and I'm also curious about the expression of the lord who has a cold coffin face all day long. When he starts the fire, what kind of expression will it look like?" A lazy and soft voice in Sharman Ears haunted.
"You'd better dispel this dangerous thought. Elson, angering Lord Laval is not a joke. It doesn't matter if you die, don't hurt us!" Sharman warned in a low voice.
"Sorry, I have nothing in my head except dangerous thoughts. In fact, I am a dangerous personification, like a flame."
Elson's careless words still echoed in the air, and a circle of light had already risen in the forest clearing in front of him. The huge black shadows were looming in the array, and the true content had not yet been revealed. Diffuse out.
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