Daming Military Empire

Chapter 653 Special Operations Debut
Fu Yunlong lay quietly on a hill, looking at the intersection in the valley ahead with binoculars. Behind him, the entire hillside was almost full of special forces in camouflage uniforms. The number may be as large as two or three thousand. !
There are not many bastions of the French army in the Pyrenees. There are only fourteen or five in total, and the total strength is only more than [-].

He was in charge of the No. [-] bastion, the enemy's largest bastion in the southern Pyrenees, with about [-] people stationed there. This should also be the largest bastion of the French army in the entire Pyrenees, so he led three squadrons, A total of [-] special forces.

Just yesterday, they wiped out the grain transport team that was transported to the No. 50 bastion, and the grain seized was about 20 catties. Of course, this seizure does not mean that they transported all the grain and grass, they only took [-] catties. About [-] catties and everything else was burned.

And these 20 catties, they didn't bring all of them with them, most of them were buried in a hidden valley, and now each of them only brought about ten catties, so that their actions would not be affected .

He didn't know how much food was stored in the enemy's No. 50 bastion. [-] catties was about the same as the monthly consumption of the bastion. If the French army sent food on a monthly basis, within three days, the food in the bastion The defenders will definitely send people out to search. After all, if there is no food, people will starve to death. If the food for the month is not delivered on time, it is strange that they can sit still.

It was also the first time for a young girl to be in the sedan chair to command special operations. He didn't know exactly what it would look like. In fact, they couldn't be regarded as fighting in front of them, except for the few days when they crossed the French blockade and ran behind the French defense line. At one point, at other times I was not even tired from training.

Even yesterday, it didn't take much effort to cut off the food. Several snipers killed the French soldiers leading the way with one shot. As for the civilians behind, let alone, in short, he hasn't fought yet. The feeling, all of this, is still like training.

Just when he was bored and wanted to change the squadron leader to monitor, French soldiers suddenly appeared at the intersection of the valley in front of him. Then, groups of French soldiers appeared on the small road in the valley, and the number increased.

Finally hooked, Fu Yunlong showed an excited expression on his face.

No matter how many enemies come, he is not afraid, because there are more than ten thousand people stationed at the No. Enemies can come more, the more the better!

As a result, he was disappointed, the enemy only came over a thousand people in total, and there were no more after that.

He sighed, and then ordered in a low voice: "Let the snipers prepare. Once their artillery is disabled, they will shoot. Don't hit their commanders first. Let them come over."

The three squadron leaders behind him responded in a low voice, and gestured backwards one after another. Soon, thirty snipers quickly climbed up and lay down in a row on the mountain ridge.

At this time, the number of field artillery in the French army was not very large, and the thousand or so people only pulled two of the smallest howitzers. Regardless of the small caliber of the howitzers, the overall weight is actually not light. With the artillery carriage, there are at least four Five hundred catties, a war horse is a bit strenuous to pull.

Why is Fu Yunlong so sure that the enemy's artillery will be abolished? Of course, it is because they have tampered with it. On the path in the valley ahead, there is a small stone bridge built with stone slabs. The small stone bridge has been remodeled by them. It was no problem in the past, artillery, if you go up and grind it, the bridge will break!

Moreover, they also dug a big hole under the bridge, and it is no problem to drop a few cannons into it.

The French army didn't find the ambush on the mountain ridge, they just walked forward slowly, and even most of them carried their flintlock guns on their shoulders, so they had no defense at all.

Perhaps they were just wondering why the food hadn't arrived yet, and they didn't know that the team transporting the food had been wiped out by the Ming army.

Fu Yunlong looked at their laziness, and couldn't help shaking his head. At this time, the military literacy of the great powers is actually not very high. They can only bully the barbarians who don't have gunpowder weapons with the advantage of guns and cannons. Waiting for the legion, they are not opponents!

These more than a thousand people just passed by the path under their mountain ridge so slowly, and none of them even looked up and carefully looked up the mountain ridge. It is conceivable that their military literacy is low.

Of course, even if they looked up carefully, they still couldn’t find the Ming army above. The mountain ridge was nearly a mile away from the path, and every Ming army was wearing camouflage uniforms and hats made of grass. They didn’t need binoculars to look carefully. They will only think that the grass grows more lush here.

In a short while, these more than a thousand French soldiers walked across the small road in front of Fu Yunlong, and there was a small stone bridge not far in front.

Fu Yunlong ordered decisively: "The first squadron moves to the left to block their way out, the third squadron moves to the right to block their return path, and the second squadron stays to prepare to meet the enemy."

Following his order, the two squadron leaders at the back slowly lay down on the mountain ridge, then stood up stooping, waved their hands, and moved to the left and right with their subordinates.

Less than an hour later, the two field howitzers guarded by the enemy finally got on the small stone bridge. Just as the wheel of the second howitzer hit the bridge, there was a "click", and the bridge suddenly fell from the middle. It was disconnected, followed by the crackling sound of falling, the neighing of horses, and the screams, and the whole valley was suddenly bustling.

After a burst of smoke and dust, dozens of French soldiers screamed and climbed up from under the bridge. As for the artillery and the horses pulling the artillery, they fell into the pit and could not get up.

Hearing the screams from behind, the French commander in front immediately rode his horse and ran back. Only when he saw the tragedy under the stone bridge did he know that there might be enemies nearby. However, he looked around and did not see a single one. Enemy tracks.

Seeing this scene, Fu Yunlong ordered coldly: "Sniper, shoot."

There was a loud bang, and thirty French soldiers fell down clutching their necks.

There was no muffler at this time, and the huge noise immediately caught the attention of the French commander. He saw a little smoke rising from the upper beam, and immediately judged that there were definitely less than 100 enemies on the mountain!

It's okay, dozens of people dare to come to ambush thousands of people, he immediately waved his hands and directed his men to rush towards the mountain ridge.

As a result, they had just run to the bottom of the mountain ridge, and before they started climbing, they stepped on hundreds of landmines. For a while, a large number of French soldiers fell down again, and the whole valley was filled with screams of ghosts and wolves.

The commander of the French army hesitated. He didn't even see the shadow of the enemy, and almost half of them fell. How can we fight this battle!
Seeing this scene, Fu Yunlong immediately ordered: "Sniper, kill that commander, and the others put on bayonets and prepare to charge."

"Papapa" was another loud noise, and the French commander was instantly bloodied and beaten into a sieve.

At this moment, the French army was finally afraid, and they didn't know who was in the lead. All those who could run turned around and fled back.

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