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    "Say!! What's going on?" Bunuco slapped Bob in the face, then he grabbed Bob's collar, stared at him and said fiercely: "Is it you? Isn't it?  Did you deliberately bring me into their encirclement?"

    "No!" *** Bo was grabbed by the collar, with a look of confusion on his face, and half of his face was swollen. He muttered to himself: "It's impossible. How could they ambush here? Their main  Aren¡¯t all the troops on the beach?¡±

    Buonuco pushed Boss away and stared at the crowd of people rushing up with red eyes. He felt a surge of anger rushing straight to his forehead. He sneered and said contemptuously: "I thought I could defeat us by catching us off guard."  ??" In the echo of the adjutants, he gave the order harshly: "Get in formation Let these mud-legged people see what a real warrior is and what a real soldier is."

    Buonuco is a very arrogant Dutchman, and these three thousand people are also their family's personal guards. In the minds of these people, only the sharp troops of Spain or Britain are worthy of being their opponents, and what is in front of them is  They have never looked at these yellow-skinned people before!  No matter how they knew about their itinerary, it didn't matter even if they caught me off guard now.

    Because the marine soldiers he came this time were the most elite soldiers of the Dutch Empire. They were armed with the latest weapons and received the most rigorous training.

    All Dutch people believe that these yellow-skinned enemies who are charging will pay a heavy price for their recklessness and ignorance!  The brave Dutch soldiers were never intimidated by the enemy's frontal charge!  Since these yellow-skinned monkeys want to die, then, let them be allowed to die!  No matter how loud you scream, you can't kill the enemy!

    The two sides have been strangled together. Although the vanguard has collapsed, Bunuco believes that the collapse of the vanguard was entirely caused by the sneak attack. Now that the vanguard has gained a little time, he has given new orders to the troops.  , well-trained soldiers are already forming up quickly.

    The vanguard of the Dutch was gone, and the escort did not pause at all. Like a crossbow arrow that had just left the string, with incomparable murderous intent, it charged at full speed towards the second wave of enemies who had already formed a preliminary formation.

    The Dutch squeezed together tightly to form a human wall, holding sharp weapons and staring eagerly at the charging escort!  They want to build that extremely strong sea wall to block the raging tide

    The escort rushed to the Dutch's second line of defense, like a hot steel knife cutting into the butter. The second line of defense instantly cracked a hole, and the next second, like a tide, the Dutch's escort was cut into pieces.  The human second line of defense was completely overwhelmed.

    Bunuco, whose face was red and was imagining that the second line of defense could block the escort and then take the opportunity to launch a counterattack, was instantly petrified, his face that still retained the ferocious smile became distorted, and his grinning mouth turned into  He made a big "O" shape, and his eyes turned into surprise.

    The second line of defense that he had high hopes for collapsed right before his eyes. Violent collisions and blood-curdling screams resounded throughout the battlefield!  The seemingly tall and strong Dutch became clumsy and ridiculous in front of these short yellow-skinned people. They tried their best, but in exchange, the weapons in their hands were knocked away by the enemy.  Immediately afterwards, their bodies were cut with a long scar or a pair of holes; like dominoes, the first Dutchman fell, triggering the second, third  .

    "Formation! Formation!" Bunuco roared angrily, and groups of Dutch soldiers formed the third and fourth lines of defense

    "Kill!" Wu Yiping's skin had long been burned red by the boiling blood, and his clothes were stained with the enemy's blood. He was like a crimson lightning, raging through the crowd, and with a flick of the special steel knife, the enemy on the opposite side  The enemy was slashed with a long gash from his abdomen to his chest; he fell down holding his abdomen with blood spilling out.

    With a backhand strike, the full-steel knife hit the other enemy's face. The huge force caused his head to snap back, causing his body to fall down like a stake. He covered his face and lay on the ground miserable.  He roared, and from the gap between his fingers, he could see a deep dent the size of an egg on his right cheek.

    Wu Yiping brandished his long knife and rushed towards another group of enemies; in his mind, he imagined visiting the Nanjing Massacre site in later generations. Images of twisted corpses and gloomy images kept swirling in Wu Yiping's mind.

    At that time, what he was thinking about was to remember this period of history and prevent it from happening again.

    But now, the tragedy of massacre of civilians suddenly appeared in front of him. Why is Wu Yiping not angry?  War does kill people, many, many people, but these people are soldiers. As a soldier, death is inevitable.

     However, what appears now is indeed the indiscriminate killing of civilians Thinking about the expressions of indifference, disgust, or triumph of these Dutch people after massacring civilians!  Wu Yiping's anger could not be suppressed and grew stronger.

    Faced with such a cruel enemy who does not take human life seriously, we must use more cruel methods to respond, and we must retaliate with tooth for tooth and blood for blood. What Wu Yiping disdains the most is the kind of person who cuts off his own flesh to feed eagles.  Attitude.

    Wu Yiping didn¡¯t know how many enemies he had killed.  He only knows that he is now surrounded by a joyful feeling of gratification. This joyful feeling makes him fight more and more bravely, becomes more and more excited, and moves his hands faster and faster. No one can be in his hands.  Go through one round.

    "Kill him, kill the devil with the long knife!!" Bunuco had noticed Wu Yiping a long time ago and saw that he had been rushing to the front. As long as he was there, no matter how many people were there, the defense line would collapse.  , who was extremely confident just now, finally had a bad premonition after seeing Wu Yiping.  Bunuco roared at the people around him and directed groups of soldiers to rush towards Wu Yiping. He wanted to kill this bad premonition.

    The speed of the escort was so fast that the Dutch could not reload their ammunition. This place had completely become a cold weapon battlefield, and the competition was all about the hand-to-hand combat capabilities of both sides; the Dutch soldiers rushed towards Wu Yiping desperately.  Trying to push down this big tree that emerged, but.  No matter how hard they try, Wu Yiping still stands.

    Behind Wu Yiping are two reinforced sharp knife battalions of the escort. Their blood is getting more and more boiling, and their attacks are becoming more and more fierce.  They followed the leader closely, moving forward and forward again.

    At this moment, everyone puts life and death aside. They used to be farmers, fishermen, and hunters who were bullied by others; but now, they are qualified iron-blooded warriors. Everyone's body can't help trembling. They have to use their own  The blood purifies the enemy's cruelty. You can't stay in a haze all your life. With such a battle, even death is worth it!  

    Buonuco was really frightened. His sharp-eyed Dutch soldiers were no match for those yellow-skinned monkeys. What he saw now was no longer the so-called sharp eyes, but had turned into cowards.  , these Dutch soldiers are walking timidly and avoiding, no one is willing to stop the escort, and even some smart guys have begun to move towards the periphery of the battlefield.

    (Sorry, everything was crowded together and I was so busy that I finally calmed down a bit today. I will slowly resume updating.)

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