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Chapter 118 A slaughter-like victory! Fire in the backyard?(1/2)

Lu Huihui!

Bang bang! Bang bang!

Ahhh! God!

The battle in Newark is like the flames bursting out from hell, constantly devouring human life. These humans have one very special commonality, that is, they are all wearing dark blue military uniforms!

"James! James!" Nico, who was just talking about regaining New York, was watching a big hole in his friend James' chest... ≤

"Gulu...Gulu..." James naturally couldn't say anything, and blood was spraying out of his mouth.

Bang!

A bullet penetrated Nico's brain, and then his skull was knocked away!

When the soldiers of the United States walked about 50 meters in front of the opponent's mole hole, they were destroyed almost instantly. A large number of people fell down, and those who did not fall were urged by the officers to move forward, and then they fell down, and then...

It was like the god of death was waving his scythe!

"This is, this is..." General Wood could not believe the scene in front of him, because it was much more tragic than Manassas. In Manassas, there were only more than 1,000 people who died on the spot in such a great defeat. But now, Wood knew how many people he had just sent out, which were two thousand people, and now, less than one-third of them could stand!

And these third...

"General! Retreat! Retreat!" Lieutenant Colonel Chamberlain shouted loudly.

"No!" But Wood is now like a gambler who lost a lot, and he wants to put all his bets on! "General Arms! General Chamberlain! Your Maine regiment should be in battle!"

That's right, those who just died were all from New York. So the Maine guys just watched it?

"General!" Ams was anxious. What was going on in front of him was obviously not right. Still want to rush?

"This is an order!" Wood glared, and he had the final say on the battlefield now!

Dongdongdongdong! Dongdongdongdongdong!

The war drum was beaten again, and the 20th Maine Regiment marched forward with heavy steps. One regiment, that was one thousand men, ten companies, and now...

"Ahhh! Save me!"

"My legs! My legs!"

"God! You are going into hell!"

Soon, the 20th Maine Regiment arrived at the place where their comrades once walked...

"See it!" Li Mengyang shouted. Then he waved his sword and said, "Fire!"

Da da da da da da da da da da da da da...

The sound of gunfire sounded like a thunderous bean was heard, and there was also the sound of destroying the melody, which came from both sides of the rebel position!

This is the Gatling machine gun's speech. Li Mengyang put this powerful weapon into his position. This is definitely the first time in the history of world war!

Mr. Gatling, who was disappointed in Lincoln, went to Rhode Island without hesitation, and then continued to study there and made some improvements to his machine gun.

In fact, it has only been improved to a copper shell bullet and a problem of redirection of the barrel. As for other things, this thing needs to be shaking with hand now. In other words, the firing speed is not very fast, but it is much better than the rifles of the contemporary era.

Li Mengyang knew the value of machine guns very well. In the future, the killing caused by this thing on the Somme River was shocking the whole world. The situation at that time was similar to that now, and no one in the world knew how powerful machine guns were!

They still fell down one by one, but this time the soldiers of the Federation became a little smart. At least they learned to hide, lie down, and lie down. Anyway, these postures are just not standard.

"Ams! Ames!" Chamberlain just saw the opportunity quickly, and he lay down the fastest, but his boss Ames was not so lucky. His throat was pierced and he couldn't speak, and he could only spray blood out!

"Fu low!Fu low!" Seeing that Ams was no longer able, Chamberlain, the teacher, began to command the army. At least he had enough brains and knew that he could not stand at this time.

The drummers naturally couldn't play anymore. The military musicians and their instruments were beaten into honeycombs. They were usually on the side of the team, which happened to be Gatling's best shooting angle. Fortunately, everyone else could hide.

"..." Seeing all this, to be honest, Li Mengyang felt very excited at first because it was his own tactics and his combat methods were correct and achieved excellent results. However, after seeing so many broken limbs and broken arms and so many people died, he felt that he had done enough.

"Everyone has it! Stop shooting!" The commander-in-chief of the Revolutionary Army issued such an order.

"..." Everyone looked at each other in a daze, but soon.

"Get the bayonet!"

"..." It seems that this is going to charge, but it seems that there is no need?

"go ahead!"

"Ula!"

Despite this, the Revolutionary Army rushed out of the trenches. In the snow, they seemed to not exist, and they were swaying and shadows were shaking.

"..." Another thousand people were gone, and Wood's mouth was trembling. He had never been so scared, "Retreat! Retreat!"

General Wood turned his horse's head and shook the reins. He ran away first without caring about others.

"Retreat!" Edward Fowler had no choice. The situation in front of him was too strange.

"Run!"

"Devil! Devil!"

"God bless me not to go to the battlefield!"

The soldiers in the back team, as the reserve team, all fled in panic. These people didn't care about their military appearance and discipline. The guys who beat gongs and drums also lost their musical instruments, which was in the way.

"Stop chasing! Stop!" The commander-in-chief of the Revolutionary Army issued another order, and this order was very strange.

"Clint!" Matthew McConaughey was very puzzled, because the situation was that the Revolutionary Army was just in the trenches, and compared with the Federal soldiers standing in the heavy snow, they were much more comfortable. If they chased after him at this time, the Federal Army would definitely not be able to escape and would definitely be eliminated!

"Stop!" Li Mengyang had no explanation, and he didn't need to explain.

"Why?" Matthew was very strange. "Have your compassion erupted again?"

"Under my command, we have killed so many people. Do you think I am very compassionate?" Li Mengyang didn't say much. He just smiled and said.

"..." Matthew was right. Now the snow is red, and at least three thousand people have fallen. Of course, maybe they are not all dead, but this result, the killing effect, this...

Then why doesn’t Li Mengyang pursue his opponent?

This matter is actually related to Li Mengyang's life and death. As the commander-in-chief of the Revolutionary Army, he must fight wars and fight frequently. This is the competent commander, right?

As for some complicated things, Li Mengyang would not explain them to Matthew, because the explanation could not be explained. After that, some of the things Li Mengyang expected happened...

Manhattan, New York. After the Great Revolution, the streets were in chaos. But soon the order was restored, but the good times didn't last long, and it went into chaos again.

"You want $100 for a bucket of flour? Why don't you grab it?"

"Hey, it's better than snatching it. If you don't buy it, others will buy it."

"You profiteer! A leech that sucks people's blood! I'm going to go to the New York Revolutionary Committee to sue you!"

"Search me? If you sue me, no one else will have flour!"

"you!"

Obviously, the weight of a barrel of flour is 125 pounds, and the price of 100 dollars is a bit too exaggerated. At this time, New York had banned the banknote dollar because everyone thought this thing was cheating. In other words, a lot of silver can only be exchanged for a bucket of food. This silver is too worthless, right?

"You wait!" The man who couldn't afford 100 dollars made up his mind, but...

"You bastard! You'll go to hell!"

"God, forgive me, I must teach this guy a lesson!"

Bang bang! Snap!

Other people who bought flour took action. Their target was not the flour merchant, but the guy who was going to complain to the Revolutionary Committee.

"Ah! Don't hit me! It's those profiteers!"

"Go to die!"

Soon, the scene became chaotic, and even the bucket containing flour could not survive, and the white flour spilled all over the floor!

Beep! Beep!

The sirens rang, and many people with red armbands appeared.

"Who is causing trouble?"

“Who is hoarding?”

They were all from the Revolutionary Committee and the defenders of public security, and the situation finally subsided.

"Oh~" The chaos in this trading scene fell into the eyes of an old man, who was a Chinese.

He shook his head, turned around and left, but not long after, the Chinese took a few turns and entered a small building.

Knock knock knock knock...

"Uncle Xie, is it you?"

"It's me, ma'am."

When she opened the door, she saw that she was wearing a navy blue robe and had a pair of hair on her head, which was Huang Rong!

“How is the situation outside?”

"Madam, let's go inside and talk."

"good."

The two entered the house, and Uncle Xie found a drink.
To be continued...
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