On October 20, at the city of Albany, a square formation composed of 1,250 stairs and behind was lined up, with the cavalry company standing by, with 160 howitzers and 40 cannons already in place.

The three companies of the 3rd Battalion completed the sweep of the entire area at the scheduled time. Except for a cavalry who was ambushed and sacrificed in the village, there were no other casualties. The price was that the men in the entire village were massacred. Although the imperial soldiers had strict military discipline, they chose to turn a blind eye to the revenge of the Indian soldiers.

Facing Albany's low fence, 2,000 infantry trembling with combs behind the fence, and 30 howitzers were loaded in front of the fence, battalion commander Dou Fulai said there was no pressure. The range of their rifles and artillery was only half of ours, and the artillery only had solid bullets. The consequences of the generation difference between weapons were also different from heaven and earth, just like the British facing the Indian tribes.

"Order the artillery to open fire, and then the fence bombards immediately after ten rounds of shelling. Without saving shells, our cities and railways can be built here immediately."

"Boom, boom..."

The continuous blooming bullets fell on the heads of British soldiers behind the fence. Each gun could take away the lives of several soldiers, either dead or disabled.

"Damn it, where did the Chinese Empire come from? Why did their artillery ranges so far? What kind of shells will these explosions?" The shelling brought crazy fear to the British battalion commander. "Order our shelling and shelling."

The deputy battalion commander who had not lost his mind yet reminded: "Battleman Commander, our artillery cannot hit them. Wait until they stop shooting, we will go out to fight them in line."

"Boom, boom..."

After ten rounds, there was no place in the fence, and the shelling began to extend.

Another huge explosion sounded, and the 30 artillery guns located behind were instantly destroyed and caused a death explosion.

"Battery Commander runs quickly, we can't fight them at all, and we have no way to fight." The deputy battalion commander pulled the battalion commander who had lost his mind and ran to the place where there were few people in a crazi manner.

The battalion commander, who had already been scared, muttered to himself while running: "Why can their artillery continue to be bombarded? Why is the range so long? Has God abandoned our British Empire?"

"The artillery extended the artillery toward the center of the city, and the 3rd battalion advanced. When encountering the white man holding a weapon, he had to make another shot, regardless of whether he had the ability to fight back or not. The cavalry company immediately encircled their rear to prevent the enemy from escaping." Dou Fulai ordered.

"Tread, step..."

1,250 infantry lined up in an orderly line and slowly advanced forward. Sporadic gunshots of British soldiers who survived about 200 meters in the city sounded, bringing several spots to the steel shield in the hands of the halberd soldiers. After firing one shot, there was no chance to fire a second shot. Several rifle soldiers quickly killed the British soldiers who fired the gun, and quickly occupied the fence with flowing cooperation.

I saw that there were broken limbs and broken arms everywhere in the fences. The fire caused by artillery fire was burning. The smell of barbecue caused the soldiers in the square formation to feel nausea. However, we must endure it. Without ordering to stop moving forward, unless we were injured or died, the soldiers would not be allowed to stop, causing chaos in the square formation. The surviving British wounded soldiers around us came wailing and praying. Their God had abandoned them, perhaps because their sins were too great to be redeemed by their God. The slowly advancing soldiers generously solved the pain of the wounded soldiers.

"Search from house to house by squad, halberd soldiers protect the front and left and right, and immediately kill them when they encounter armed attacks. Don't save bullets and grenades."

The messenger shouted with a simple iron megaphone.

The soldiers dispersed as ordered and searched from house to house. From time to time, gunfire and grenade explosions came from the entire town. The gunfire stopped completely at noon.

"Battery Commander, I caught two big fish and a beautiful little girl."

Old Liu excitedly reported to Dou Fulai, who had just entered the small city castle.

"What big fish?"

"Albany's battalion commander and deputy battalion commander, the white man is a chick and the niece of the Lord of Albany. On the road, the horse was injured and abandoned by her uncle."

The soldier came in with two big white men and a beautiful girl of seventeen or eighteen years old in a princess dress.

The battalion commander has not recovered yet after being frightened. The girl is indeed beautiful, without thick pores and soft face, in line with the aesthetics of oriental people.

"Dear Mr. Officer, I hope we can get the treatment of a nobleman. The battalion commander and I are both nobles of the British Empire. Our country will pay for our redeem." said the British deputy battalion commander after saluting.

"What you have to do is to our Majesty, and now you will be held with the soldiers you have abandoned, and participate in some work within your ability.

"Soldiers, take them down." Dou Fulai waved.

"Battery Commander, our Majesty is not married yet, send this girl to Tianjing." Lao Liu suggested.

"You guys are so erotic, just do what you said."

Dou Fulai looked at the white girl, which made her panic.

He comforted: "Don't be afraid of girls, introduce yourself."

"My name is Ai Xier. My parents have passed away for ten years and have been living with Uncle Viscount. On the way to escape, my uncle and my uncle were injured and abandoned by my uncle. Uncle he is ready to give me to a Count from China when he returns to England next spring. Sir, what will you do with me?"

Ai Xier said hesitantly.

"I will send you into our palace. Our Majesty is only 20 years old and handsome. I hope you can get a good result."

"Boy Liu, arrange a room for you and arrange someone to take her to Beijing after the support staff arrives."

"yes."

While Albany was captured, the remaining troops of the 6th and 7th Division launched an attack at the same time, advancing unstoppable and missing the near future that they could sweep the eastern coast.

The 3rd and 4th Divisions were not willing to be lonely, and quickly swept the French colonies while there was no large-scale snow in the Great Lakes area.

October 25th, Tianjing, Qianqing Palace.

Minister of Defense Kong Fanlin is reporting his victory to Yunyi.

"Your Majesty, our troops are currently attacking smoothly, with very little casualties. Since our weapons are much more advanced than white countries and have too much advantage in range and power, the frontline officers said that the role of halberds and grenades is not very great, and suggested cancellation, as long as there are rifle soldiers and artillery soldiers, you can choose trenches in position warfare."

Yun Yi thought for a while and said, "As the requirements of the soldiers on the front line, they will cancel the halberds and grenades, train them into rifles, then install bayonets on our rifles, and then each soldier will bring 6 grenades. Bring the recovered weapons back, and take the Pacific Fleet's exploration fleet to produce a batch of flintlock rifles and artillery without rifling, which can be traded to the Ming Dynasty at that time."

The commander of the Pacific Fleet, Ke Lifeng, stood up and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty."
Chapter completed!