Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

Nicholas who looked like a bear hugged onto the struggling Akson, seeing how big of a guy he was, he could probably sneak into two Akson s. No matter how much the red-haired major kicked him, it was useless. A three year old child still wanted to fight against the grown man?

"Let me go! Bastard, let me go... Shoot you! "I'm going to shoot you …"

"Save your energy, even if you were to shoot him, he would have to wait until you are on the St. Peter before he can be shot!" Molière who was sitting opposite to Akson advised.

"Shut up! You French liar! If it weren't for you, how could we have gotten to this point... "From the very beginning to the end, you were the one who led us into this trap. The first piece of information was sent by you, yet you still dare to speak sarcastically …"

Akson didn't even bother to curse at them. This time, the lid of the secret that only the upper echelons could communicate with was exposed. This was the first time such a secret, which was restricted to the upper echelons, was revealed to the public due to his anger.

Molière was startled, he did not expect Akson to actually say such low-level words. "You …" What did you say? Do you think it's my fault? Ha ha-ha, this is a joke. How can you think like this?

"Aren't you greedy enough to fall into your trap? Aren't you the ones who will make the final decision in the information I provided? Belait's gold and silver, don't you guys feel good taking it? "

"Besides, the source of the information is not just us in France. You didn't use the information from England? Now the loser has to blame himself? "This is truly laughable …"

Molière was confused, would people reason when they were angry? It was human nature to overtake others! Nicholas had long been unable to vent his anger over the defeat of this battle. Today, he had finally found an outsider to vent his anger, so how could he let go of this opportunity?

"So it was you, you bastard, who killed us! "Go and die …" Amidst the roar, a Piercing Wind Palm was thrown out, if this palm struck Molière's face, the remaining half of the face would be disfigured.

Molière, who subconsciously dodged backwards, barely dodged the slap but forgot that he was on the boat. With a balanced body, he fell into the sea with a thump.

"Sir!" The intelligence officer that Molière brought along all went into the water to save him, splashing splashes all over Akson.

Nicholas was about to throw the butt of his gun into the water, but he was really angry, and his killing intent made him want to smash the heads of these Frenchmen with the butt of his gun.

But when cold water was poured on Akson's face, the cold feeling made him sober up. He reached out and grabbed Nicholas's arm. Don't do it! that would cause a diplomatic dispute... Don't get the Empire into trouble again! "

Under Akson's scolding, the soldier who made a move finally calmed down, and only then did Molière boldly crawl onto the side of the boat with both hands, spitting out the seawater from his mouth as he said, "Are you calm now? Do you still want to fight? If you keep hitting me, I'll swim back to the flagship! "

"Forget it!" "Now that things have come to this, there's no need for me to continue talking to you. You can board the ship …"

The lifeboat sank into silence. No one spoke along the way, only Nicholas breathing heavily. The anger in his heart had yet to dissipate.

Just at this moment, the small boat finally entered the shadow of the St. Peter. The deck was filled with shouts and the sailors running back and forth.

"Put down the rope ladder!" The major is back... "Quickly release the rope ladder..."

The entire St. Peter was thrown into chaos because of Akson. When the major climbed up the rope ladder, he did not even need to crawl with a group of sailors to lift the rope ladder right away, and just dragged Akson onto the deck.

EdStefanski stuck his head out of the boat side and used all his strength to draw the cross on his chest, "God bless! Praise the Almighty! "Finally safe, God finally safe …"

"medical soldier, check the Major's body immediately …" Molière jumped onto the deck and started to shout loudly. Before the commander and Akson could talk, he desperately pulled the general into the cabin.

"General, don't speak, follow me into the cabin. I brought General Venia and all of the higher-ups from the army here to discuss the results together, I hope you can accept …"

EdStefanski stared blankly, he did not say a word, and allowed Molière to drag him into the Captain's Room.

Opening up the huge map of Amami Oshima, Molière first repeated everything that happened last night, from the bloody battle to the gold robbery, and then to the Chinese counterattack.

"When Major Akson led the first group to break out of the encirclement, we were still optimistic about the outcome of the battle. At that time, all the commanders thought that we would at most be able to charge out with a 30% reduction in our manpower …"

"However, what happened afterwards completely broke our judgement. These Chinese people are truly terrifying. The progress of this battle is even more stable than our French Army …"

"Disperse forces attacking, uncoordinated, detour of infantry legions …" Now, two hot air balloons have been released, which means the enemy's artillery strength has reached the level of blind shooting! "

Just from the details of the battlefield, I can deduce Xiao Letian's strategy. He wants to use the infantry to seal us off, and then use the cannons to end the battle. This fellow wants to use the smallest sacrifice to exchange for the greatest victory!

Tangwan Mountain is the main peak of the entire Amami Oshima, on the summit, we can observe the changes in the entire battlefield. Right now, the enemy is pressing in from the east, southeast and northeast, so the north side of the Tangwan Mountain is also not safe.

"The current situation of the battlefield is like this. The straits to the south are in chaos, and mountains and cliffs in the west are not conducive to the movement of the legions. Enemy forces are lurking in the north and east, so we can no longer escape."

With a "kacha" sound, Molière crushed the pencil in his hand. "After Major Akson left the mountain, General Venia left to convene the latest military meeting … In the end, we decided! "

"General EdStefanski! Please be sure to respect our decision... He brought Major Akson and the other soldiers who had broken through the encirclement to leave quickly! Immediately withdraw from the Strait, this is a collective agreement, I hope you can respect it and execute it! "

At that time, EdStefanski's head buzzed and he sat down on a chair. The situation had reached this point? Twenty thousand brothers! Could they all be left here? "

Molière said sorrowfully, "There's no other way, there's really no other way! Right now, the morale of the troops was in chaos. Forget about food and water, even Arms and ammunition were lacking … "In addition, all of the soldiers became distracted by the gold. They all carried it on their backs and fled for their lives to fight …"

"Is that gold they carry? No! They must be carrying a demon that is trying to kill them! "