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Volume 1 Famous in Beijing Chapter 1391 The real ambush

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    Prawandin's army retreated and its morale was depleted. These soldiers quickly lost control and were like wild horses that were unbridled. All the soldiers rushed out of the city in a swarm regardless of orders.

    This is no longer an army, but fleeing people.

    Compared with the armies of Xi Yinglong and Xi Changzhen, and compared with the British army, the army under Prawangdin cannot be called a regular army at all. First, the soldiers under Prawangdin are not well-equipped and have insufficient weapons; secondly, the soldiers under Prawangdin are not well-equipped and equipped.  , the training level of the soldiers was insufficient, and there was a lack of effective and formal training. Before the British army withdrew from Calcutta, the soldiers under Prawandin's command had been using native guns and cannons. It was not until after the occupation of Calcutta that they had money and confiscated them.  The arsenal was equipped with some sophisticated weapons.

    The soldiers in the army were all minding their own business and rushed out quickly.

    Within half an hour, we arrived at the gate where we had entered the city previously.

    Before Singh had time to talk to the officials guarding the gate, he saw that machine guns had been set up on the tower. All the machine guns were condescending, and their muzzles were pointed at the soldiers rushing out.

    Sudden, sudden, sudden.

    The sound of gunfire echoed in the night sky.

    Bullets are ruthless and fired indiscriminately.

    Countless soldiers under Prawandin¡¯s command were shot and fell. At this time, Prawandin and Singh realized that the so-called surrender was false and was deliberately attracting them into the city.

    For a time, Prawangdin felt even more sad.

    Prawandin rode on the horse and shouted: "Singh, what's going on, why?"

    It was really hard for Prawandin to accept the current situation. He didn't even see Li Zhen's face. After being ambushed, he was chased around like a dog. The gap was too big and it was unbearable for a while, especially on the way here.  Prawandin was still talking to Singer about whether to kill Li Zhen, but now it was someone who had an insight into his motives and laid a trap to lure him into the trap.

    Singh looked bitter and had a look of helplessness.

    Prawandin kept urging the war horse to hurry up, and the whip cracked on the horse's buttocks.

    "Pfft,."

    A bullet came and hit the horse's head.

    "Xi Yuyu,."

    The war horse screamed sadly and fell to the ground with a snap.

    Prawangdin also fell down and rolled on the ground. Prawangdin was already fifty years old and was an older man. He fell to the ground and made his whole body sore and his head hurt.  Feeling dizzy, Singer was so frightened that he quickly got off his horse, came to Prawandin's side, quickly helped Prawandin up, and asked worriedly: "Your Majesty, how are you doing?"

    Prawandin shook his head and said: "It's okay, hurry up, continue to break through."

    Singh asked the soldiers to protect Prawandin's regiment and ordered the soldiers to continue to break out. The situation was very critical. There were machine guns firing from the tower in front, and the pursuers were chasing after them behind. All the soldiers under Prawandin's command were all  Frightened out of fear, they kept running around, and because they were running around without any rules, more people were killed, injured and escaped.

    After Prawandin rushed to the gate of Agartala, he avoided the front and rear attacks. However, at this time, the soldiers under Prawandin were in a state of panic and suffered numerous casualties.

    Countless soldiers fled in the city, and some surrendered.

    There are less than half of the people left around him.

    Prawandin and Singh temporarily got rid of the pursuers behind them and were able to take a breath. He turned around, looked in the direction of Agartala City, and murmured to himself: "Li Zhen is indeed Li Zhen, he is awesome.  , amazing, he actually used a small city to ambush me, but unfortunately, he still failed to stop me. When I go back, I will organize a large army to conquer Li Zhen again and defeat him in an upright manner."

    With a worried look on his face, Singer frowned and said, "It stands to reason that Li Zhen would have appeared if he set a trap to ambush us at night, but Li Zhen didn't show up. It's really strange."

    Prawangdin waved his hand and said, "Don't be weird. Ignore Li Zhen and rest for a while."

    "Report,."

    A soldier ran over and said loudly: "Your Majesty, the pursuers are catching up again."

    "Retreat, retreat, retreat quickly."

    Prawandin looked worried and said loudly: "These people are so haunted. Why don't they sleep?"

    His body couldn't help but shudder, and he quickly led the soldiers to continue retreating in the night.

    It was already late at night, and many of Prawandin's soldiers were tired and hungry after the first battle, and they began to be unable to support themselves. As a result, more and more soldiers were left behind, and those who were chasing behind them  The Tripura Army is just right?Cheap and easy to capture the soldiers under Prawang Din.

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    At three o'clock in the night, it was still pitch black between heaven and earth.

    On the road, you can vaguely see sporadic firelights, which are the torches held by Prawandin's soldiers.

    On the way back from Prawangdin, there was a hillside.

    On both sides of the hillside, there were densely packed soldiers hidden. These soldiers were obviously soldiers led by Li Zhen. After Li Zhen led the soldiers to leave from the east of the city, they did not fight back to the city, but came to Prawang Din on the way to retreat.  Preparing for an ambush, the art of war failed again and again, and the morale of the retreating Prawandin army was low. An ambush at this time would have the greatest effect.

    Li Zhen, Guo Songtao, Genia and others were hiding on the hillside.

    Under the pitch-black night, one could clearly see the fires moving forward on the road. Seeing the fires getting closer and closer, the smile on Li Zhen's mouth became stronger. Guo Songtao was very close to Li Zhen, but because of the darkness, he could only see vaguely.  When he arrived at Li Zhen, he said excitedly: "President, Prawangdin's people are here."

    Li Zhen nodded and ordered: "Let the soldiers be ready, listen to my firing, and then attack."

    "clear."

    Guo Songtao ordered to go down, and Genia also translated it to let the Indian soldiers know.

    As time passed, Prawangdin¡¯s soldiers got closer and closer to Li Zhen.

    Torches shone sporadically on the road, illuminating the scenery on both sides of the road. Prawangdin had been very tired after driving all night. He was already old, and he fell down at night, and his body was a little bit  Unable to bear it any longer, Prawandin stopped, looked at Singh, and said, "Singh, the pursuers don't seem to be chasing you. You might as well stop and rest."

    He stretched out his hand to support his waist, feeling an unbearable pain in his waist.

    Singh looked around and saw that the soldiers protecting Prawandin also looked tired, and there was a look of longing in their eyes. He sighed in his heart. In fact, Singh himself was also tired, but he endured the fatigue and said: "Your Majesty, you  If you don't feel well, let the soldiers carry you and continue moving forward. Just lie on the soldiers' backs and rest. Time is running out now, so we can't stop."

    Prawandin thought for a while and then nodded.

    A soldier squatted in front of Prawangdin, and Prawangdin lay down on him.

    Singer waved his hand and ordered: "Keep going."

    "Snapped,."

    At this moment, a gunshot rang out under the night sky.

    Singh¡¯s heart skipped a beat. Before he could react in time, intensive gunfire came from the hillsides on both sides of the road. Bullets were fired and shells fell, instantly drowning the soldiers at the front.

    ps: Third update, call it a day and take a break.
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