C281 The Bloody War on the outskirts of Besanthus (2/2)

This was a battle of wills in the darkness, every new army had stirred up the greatest killing intent, and the Frenchmen had gone mad. When they saw the corpses of their comrades lying on the ground, they had completely lost all rationality, and revenge was the only thought in their minds.

The idea of the French was very simple, they couldn't lose to anyone but these Chinese. Six thousand years, the French army burned all the summer palace in China, and although most of those Expeditionary forces were retired now, the pride of victory had been left to the other soldiers.

This was the interior of France, the heart of Europe, the home of the white people. If they lost to the Chinese here, France would become the laughingstock of Europe.

In the darkness of the night, the two armies finally collided with each other. The new army that was already out of bullets took up their tactical knives and charged into the fray. At that moment, it was as if two heavy tanks collided into each other in the wilderness, causing blood and flames to splatter in the air.

”Warriors of the France, use our bayonets to defeat these barbarians …”

”Brothers of the new army of the Prime Minister, pull out your blades and attack the enemies. Don't let those Japanese laugh …”

Amidst shouts in Chinese and French, the war quickly returned to its primordial state, and cold weapons unexpectedly became the mainstream of the battlefield.

Sima Yun held onto the tactical short blade in one hand, and the Engineer's spade in the other. The enemy in front of him didn't even have time to react, the sharp blade had already pierced through his throat, and blood started to spew out.

Immediately after, he used his right hand to push hard against the abdomen of another French soldier, and with a back throw, he threw the unlucky Frenchman to the ground. Then, the Engineer's spade smashed onto his temple with lightning speed, and even his brain came out.

”Hahaha, brothers, did you see that? ”The French are not three-headed and six-armed. They are also flesh and blood. Even if they were to cut themselves, they would bleed and die …”

”Fight, continue to fight. This massacre will make them remember for a hundred years …”

All of the recruits jumped out from their hiding spots, their faces filled with fanaticism as they rushed towards the enemy. None of them had any intention of retreating, even if they were to fight to the last drop of their blood, they would still not retreat.

The French also started to get angry. Their long bayonets danced like tigers in the wind as they fought alongside each other in a small battle formation. Often, three or four bayonets would pierce into Forces nouvelles soldiers's body together and they would even form a circular defensive formation to protect themselves from the Chinese assault.

The French army stationed in the Besanthus was a strong battalion, with a total of more than 400 soldiers, which held an absolute advantage in numbers. When the battle started, they paid more than 100 lives for it, and finally clashed with the Chinese warriors.

There were more and more reinforcements coming from the French army, and one by one, the platoon formed a Rangers and surrounded the Chinese.

”Warriors of the France, these Chinese do not have much courage to waste. Our predecessors had long broken into their capital, and even the emperor's palace was burnt down. They are a bunch of weak sheep, and other than a sneak attack, they will do nothing …”

”Fight, fight for the honor of France!”

At this moment, an angry curse came from the distance, ”Fuck you! Your military uniform is the most gorgeous. Your father is going to kill you …” Immediately after, three gunshots rang out, two of which were deflected, while the last one directly overturned the Battalion Commander's cap.

”Reinforcements? The Chinese actually still have reinforcements … ” The French could not believe their eyes, but they did, and from the direction of the city came a group of Chinese in light blue uniforms.

”It's Xiao Hexin, it's Lord Xiao … ”He came to help us …” That's right, at this time, the one who had rushed over from the side of the battlefield, the one who had exploded the Besanthus's council, was Xiao Hexin.

”Hahaha, Sima Yun, you are really good. Before I even arrived, you have already started fighting me physically. If Yepingtai and the others were to see this, they would have been jealous to death … Brothers, if we can't let them take away all the rewards, at least leave some for us! ”

”Take out all your bullets, grab your short blades, and pick up your Engineer's spade s … And your nails and your teeth, charging at the enemy with all the tools you can fight... This massacre will be remembered by these Frenchmen for a hundred years! ”

Xiao Hexin and Sima Yun had long forgotten that they were still commanders. Their eyes were bloodshot and they only had one goal in mind, which was to show off their might to the Chinese. Even if their entire army was destroyed, they would not retreat.

Today, in the outskirts of Besanthus, even if I have to use up the last drop of my blood, I will stomp the arrogance of a Frenchman into the mud.

”AHH!” Brothers … This is a battle of honor, we have to make these French fear us forever, even if we have to turn into demons from hell! ”

The warriors of the new army opened their bloody mouths, baring their white teeth. They bit into the throat of their enemies, and the stench of blood spread everywhere.

Only now did these French soldiers realize what kind of terrifying army they were facing, and the morale of the French finally began to loosen.