Chapter 415: The Wolf Is Coming

The Pontianak Sultanate soldiers who stood at the front of the formation as human shields were the first to face the baptism of gunfire and rain of bullets.

After only two or three rounds of shooting, the Pontianak Sultanate soldiers collapsed and scattered.

Even if the Java soldiers who were higher than them opened fire on them and forced them to continue moving forward, it would be useless.

Facing the massive attack of the Dutch-Indonesian army, Liang Yao still had a very relaxed expression on his face, and did not regard the Dutch-Indonesian army as a strong enemy at all.

Governor Bonham, who was watching the battle on the side, also expressed his differences with Liang Yao's calmness and the performance of the Western Brigade.

Bonham was not born in the military, but he was not completely a layman in military affairs.

He keenly noticed that the Western Brigade's shooting speed was very fast, even faster than the British army that had just replaced the 1851 Minié rifle.

Looking at the Dutch-Indonesian army falling in groups like wheat harvested in autumn, the Pontianak Sultanate soldiers thought that the strange rifles equipped by the Western Brigade would not be low in accuracy.

Wen Xian wondered if there would be different results if he commanded the Dutch-Indonesian Army.

Unfortunately, his answer was not optimistic.

Perhaps he would not underestimate the enemy like Andersson, but if he fought against the Western Brigade, he would also be at a disadvantage.

In the face of absolutely advanced technology, it is difficult for brilliant tactics and strategies to make up for technical disadvantages.

"Dresser needle-fired gun?"

Wen Xian looked at the guns equipped by the guards and noticed that the guns equipped by these soldiers seemed to be the Dresser needle-fired guns equipped by the Prussian Army.

"Yes, the California Infantry Regiment is equipped with the Dresser needle-fired guns in service with the Prussian Army."

Liang Yao said lightly.

He did not deceive Wen Xian. The California Infantry Regiment was indeed equipped with the Dresser needle-fired guns in service with the Prussian Army.

But it was only the California Infantry Regiment that was equipped with the Dresser needle-fired guns in service with the Prussian Army.

The rest of the infantry regiments, whether long guns or short guns, were equipped with firearms produced in California.

As the Walter M1851 rifle matures, Liang Yao is considering replacing the California Infantry Regiment with the Walter M1851 rifle to reduce logistical pressure.

Moreover, these Dresser needle-fired rifles have another disadvantage, that is, they can only fire paper shell bullets, not metal ammunition.

Liang Yao can't specially develop and open a production line to produce metal ammunition for the 3,000 Dresser needle-fired rifles on hand.

California's gun engineers have mastered the technology of Dresser needle-fired rifles. As a transitional light weapon purchased by Liang Yao, Dresser needle-fired rifles have completed their mission.

"As far as I know, the Prussian Army's Dresser needle-fired rifles are not for sale." Wen Xian said thoughtfully.

"As long as the price is high enough, nothing is not for sale." Liang Yao said.

As he spoke, the Dutch-Indonesian Army was on the verge of collapse under the attack of the Western Brigade.

After the Pontianak Sultanate soldiers who served as meat shields in the front were defeated, the Java native soldiers in the Dutch-Indonesian Army had to act as meat shields in advance.

This time, it was the turn of the Javanese soldiers to break up, and the European soldiers at the back acted as the supervisors.

Obviously, this trick didn't work anymore.

The Javanese soldiers knew that if they continued to charge forward, they would die, and if they ran away, they could still save their lives by chance, so they were unwilling to continue to be human shields for the white men.

In a blink of an eye, only the European white soldiers were left in the line formation of the Dutch-Indonesian Army.

These white soldiers symbolically fired a volley of gunfire in the direction of the trenches and then retreated.

At this time, the cavalry company attacked and pursued the remnants of the Dutch-Indonesian Army to expand the results of the battle.

Unfortunately, Liang Yao only had one cavalry company, and the results achieved were relatively limited.

In this battle, the Western Brigade killed and wounded 420 native soldiers of the Pontianak Sultanate, 2 native soldiers of Java, and 87 white soldiers of the Dutch-Indonesian Army.

340 native soldiers of the Pontianak Sultanate and Javanese soldiers, as well as 41 white soldiers of the Dutch-Indonesian Army were captured.

Such casualties were not serious enough for the Dutch-Indonesian army, but they were not small.

Liang Yao believed that after this lesson, Andersson would not organize too big an offensive unless heavy weapons and support troops were in place.

Liang Yao's current goal was to attract and delay the main force of Andersson's Dutch-Indonesian army on Borneo Island, and wait for Elvis' army to return to Pontianak, so that Elvis could sneak attack Kendawangan by boat.

Of course, the Pontianak Sultanate could continue to exert pressure and inducement.

As long as the Pontianak Sultanate could be won over, it would be a big blow to the logistics of this Dutch-Indonesian army.

After the Dutch-Indonesian army was defeated, the Western Brigade took advantage of the situation and easily recovered the trenches that were abandoned as bait.

After this defeat, Andersson also realized that his loss to Liang Yao and the loss of Pontianak were not accidental, but Liang Yao's Western Brigade was really good.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, it was a fact that he lost to Liang Yao one after another.

After the defeat in the first battle, Andersson gradually calmed down and decided not to attack Pontianak rashly, but to wait for the support of the Dutch-Indonesian authorities.

"What are your plans next? Will you defeat the Dutch-Indonesian army outside Pontianak in one fell swoop?"

Wenxian is now looking forward to Liang Yao's next move.

"I wonder if you have heard of an ancient Greek fable."

After the war, Liang Yao returned to his residence in Pontianak.

This city, which was surrounded by the Dutch-Indonesian army, remained calm.

People were living as usual, and the soldiers of the Three-Faced Sultanate were monitoring the shackled Dutch and Indian Army prisoners of war as they smoothed the streets in the city.

Soon, the new prisoners were shackled and sent over after completing the registration, and became coworkers of these old prisoners.

These shackles were not cast by Liang Yao, but were prepared by the Dutch and Indian authorities for the local natives and Chinese, and the reserves were quite sufficient.

It's just that they didn't expect that one day they would have to wear these shackles.

Seeing the arrival of new workers, the expression on the old prisoner's face gradually became serious.

When the Dutch and Indian troops just surrounded Pontianak City, they were still a little excited, thinking that their prisoner career would soon end.

It now seems that unless the war ends completely or Liang Yao and the Dutch and Indian authorities exchange prisoners, it will be difficult for them to regain their freedom.

Perhaps even exchanging prisoners is a luxury. It seems that so far, the Dutch and Indian authorities have not captured even one soldier from Liang Yaoxi's brigade.

Thinking of this, even the senior officers among the prisoners felt very depressed.

"What fable? I would like to hear the details." Wen Xian said with a smile.

Liang Yao said slowly: "Once upon a time, there was a shepherd boy.

At one point, the shepherd boy felt very bored, so he came up with an idea to tease everyone for fun.

He shouted to the farmers who were farming down the mountain: The wolf is coming! The wolf is coming! Help!

When the farmers heard the shouting, they hurriedly ran up the mountain with hoes and sickles. As they ran, they shouted: Don't be afraid, kid, we are here to help you fight the wolves!

The farmers rushed to the mountain panting and took a look, but there was not even a shadow of the wolf! The shepherd boy laughed at the deceived farmers, and the farmers walked away angrily knowing that they had been tricked.

The next day, the shepherd boy's old tricks repeated themselves, and the kind-hearted farmers rushed to help him hunt wolves, but there was still no sign of the wolf.

The shepherd boy laughed at the farmers for being fooled again.

Everyone was very angry at the shepherd boy for lying again and again, and never believed his words again.

A few days later, the wolf really came. The shepherd boy was so frightened that he shouted to the farmers desperately: The wolf is coming! The wolf is coming! Help! The wolf is really coming!

But this time, no one wanted to believe this lying shepherd boy. "

Wen Xian nodded: "I have heard of this Greek fable, and China also has similar historical allusions."

"Oh? Do you also know about China's historical allusions?" Liang Yao asked curiously.

"I am very interested in Chinese history and culture." Wen Xian said with a smile, "If I remember correctly, this allusion is called Beacon Fire Playing the Princes. When I was in Hong Kong, I listened to the local bard, which is what you call The storyteller told this historical allusion.”

Wenxian's brain was quite good. Liang Yao used the fable of the boy who cried wolf as an allusion. He had already thought of what Liang Yao was going to do next.