Of course, those weapons were the new inventions of His Majesty. The First Army liked guns more, that is, Gatlin, who was accompanied by the human generator, and the Third Army, which was the Old Dao Wufeng, was not too cold to the kind of thing that once made their army stand out in Juma Town.

The main reason is that it has a bad reputation. That thing is actually called a man who cums instantly. Can you bear it?

However, after improvement, the ammunition has been replaced with smokeless gunpowder, which greatly increases the working time of the electric Gatlin, at least it will not be fired in seconds, but this time is not too long, and it can be fired for 10 minutes at most. If you shoot more, there will be no bullets and the barrel will also have problems.

This time is not long enough, so the Third Army, dominated by Chinese, prefers to use another new invention of His Majesty the Emperor, which is the grenade!

Of course, General Bazin didn't know all this. If he knew what the flying thing was called, he wouldn't have clamored to let that bastard Frey attack Guanajuato.

Boom! Boom! Boom... The extremely dense explosion sounded in Bazan's ears, it was really in his ears, because he had long been lying on the ground!

Just before, Bazan rushed to the edge of Queretaro as the pioneer, and then Bazan felt that Frey followed as if he had discovered his conscience, but not long after, a buzz came from the sky.

That's all the scythe of the god of death, oh no, it should be said to be a dart!

There are shells and there is a bomb that cannot be named. Anyway, these things flew over like raindrops, and there was no place to hide. But fortunately, Bazan was very experienced and lay on the ground at the fastest speed.

At the beginning, Bazan was still carrying out the obligations of a commander there. He was still telling his subordinates loudly that you should hide and lie down quickly, but not long after, he stopped shouting.

Because there is no need to shout. There are dead people around, who will listen to him?

A long-lost sense of fear appeared in Bazan's heart. After many years, he had never been so scared!

But now there is an important question, that is, why, Bazan, a veteran or a veteran who has been through the battlefield, will enter the enemy's encirclement?

This shouldn't be!

This is unreasonable!

Bazan was very confused about this issue because he was definitely not a novice. He could swear to God that he had done everything he should do, investigate, tempt, and everything he did. But in the end he still walked into the encirclement of others!

Ahhh!

"Bazin! You bastard! bastard!"

The screams that kept appearing were mixed with a few swear words, but the sentence now was different because it was Frey's shouting!

"Little man!" Bazan actually knew what Frey was thinking. He knew that Frey wanted to harm him, but the current situation really couldn't be said to be revenge. If this continues, the power of the empire in Mexico...

"My God!" Thinking of this, there were beads of sweat on Bazan's head. He thought that the new General Manion, who had sent to the south, would definitely lead a large army. So what would their fate be?

Can it be better than the north side of Quretaro?

Bazin completely didn't believe what the French army would do, because there was a Manion and an Almont there, and maybe there would be a Maximiliano. If these three guys appeared together, it would be a disaster for the army.

Now...

Ah! Ah! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The screams continued, and the explosions continued, but Frey's voice was gone.

It is very likely that the guy has been killed. Under such fierce artillery fire, it is absolutely not easy to live. You need God's favor!

Anyway, Bazan thought that they were all guns, all of them were shells.

But, what should I do now?!

He was already desperate and had no chance of victory at all. The French army's power in Mexico might be greatly hit. And as a general, the previous affairs, the reason for this war, all of this is over!

"No!" Bazan shouted with his head in his arms. He didn't want to die or be over. He also wanted to return to France, France, that's where he should be, and he also wanted to find all the things he lost today!

Bazan made up his mind. He had wanted to commit suicide for a moment before, but now, he was going to live, so he began to move, crawling and moving...

"Wuliang... God... This..." Old Dao Wufeng was observing the situation on the battlefield in the position at this time. This situation was simply better than better!

The enemy laughed and walked into his own encirclement, and those guys were like blind people!

But, what the old Taoist Wufeng wants to shout the most now is.

"all-hail-lee!" After hearing this sentence, I felt refreshed, as if, hiss, it was quite effective!

Old Taoist Wufeng took a breath. Maybe he is on the battlefield now, but he feels that the air at this time is satisfying.

All this is because of the Emperor. That guy is so powerful. He is definitely a destiny!

Just before this battle began, Li Mengyang had some guidance on the defense line in the north of Queretaro, that is, our current soldiers are wearing green military uniforms.

What is this green military uniform used for?

Come on, go to the woods and squat... OK, you can shit if you want... Okay, everyone, can you see him?!

This was defined by His Majesty the Emperor as a "disguised protective color", and Wu Feng quickly understood that everyone used their clothes to hide themselves in the woods, and the positions were also set up here.

Although this mosquito, insects, etc. is really amazing, and many soldiers have been bitten to be wounded, but now!

It's worth it, everything is worth it!

How many people are these?

Wufeng did not count because he could not count it, but these guys walked into the encirclement like this, and then everyone started to throw grenades desperately. Of course, they were all mortars, but this thing was really good, but...

"Report! The artillery said there were no shells!"

"Damn it!"

That's right, there are not many shells, mainly because I came to Mexico, but I didn't bring much. During the struggle along the way, Queretaro had more than 700 shells left. Wu Feng was very good at snatching things, so he directly took more than 500 rounds.

But now, it's gone, it's all done!

"Tell the troops!" Wu Feng really had the meaning of a powerful general in the army at this time, "All brothers are ready, everyone take out the bayonet!"

"bayonet?!"

"What are you looking at? Go down and convey the order!"

“yes-sir!”

To be honest, this guy Wufeng is also interesting. The American Empire's army has not used a bayonet until today. This guy is...

In fact, the old Taoist Wufeng had already understood that there were not many people in the surrounding area standing, so...

"Comrades, hurry up!"

"Run!"

"For the Empire!"

The soldiers of the American Empire rushed down like tigers, and the French troops at this time...

Not many people even said they had surrendered. Even if they were immortal, they were shocked by the scene just now...

However, when the imperial storm rushed down, Bazan, the general who was moving little by little, seized the opportunity. He rolled in a lazy donkey and rolled into the grass. At this time, he finally understood why he walked into the encirclement so stupidly.

Those damn guys are all wearing green clothes!

In the encirclement, the battle was almost over. The dense "artillery fire" just now made the French completely lose their temper. They were willing to be prisoners, especially many people asked again, how many artillery soldiers did you have in the American Empire?

However, the sergeants of the American Empire rarely understood it. Fortunately, there were some prisoners before, and a few English-speaking people were following the troops as translators.

"Hurry up! Clean up the battlefield!"

"What should I do with those generals?"

"That..." Wu Feng really wanted to give an order at this time and just killed all these guys, but, His Majesty the Emperor had mentioned specifically before that we should not kill prisoners, but we should treat them preferentially.

Why preferential treatment?

Anyway, Wu Feng is not sure, but the emperor's order must be correct.

"Preferential treatment! Do you understand preferential treatment? Catch it! Everyone, one corn on the cob a day!"

This preferential treatment...

“yes-sir!”

It’s okay to have a corn cob a day, what other bicycle do you need?

Just as the Third Army soldiers led by Wufeng Old Taoist were doing these finishing tasks, one of them was wearing very sloppy clothes, and the white pants had turned into black pants at this time. Such an old man appeared in front of the five Francis churches at the foot of Mount Xielagoda.

"God, I need your help!"

This old man was so miserable at this time. If there were French people from Mexico here, he would definitely recognize him. Isn’t this General Bazan?

What is this general doing in church?

Not the main entrance yet!

General Bazan slipped into one of the five churches in a very vulgar posture, and then he found the place where the monks lived and began to rummage boxes and cabinets.

"God, my Lord. You give me courage, life, milk, sword of war, and..."

While muttering and changing clothes, Bazan found a brown robe like Franciscans!

The robe with a hat is quite simple anyway, of course, he has to take off himself first. In addition, this guy also found a knife and then there...

Ouch!

Shaving his head, this guy accidentally cut his scalp, and now it seems that he has lost a bowl.

Begging for begging... (To be continued)

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