Chapter 311: First Battle Victory

Since its debut in West Africa more than a year ago, the Austrian rocket launcher has undergone another round of updates and improvements. The Imperial War Department and the military have learned lessons from actual combat experience.

In the summary report submitted by relevant personnel and Friedrich's weapon evaluation log, it is obvious that the weapon's five-kilometer range is not very important for the land battlefield.

And the hit rate in sea battles is too poor, so instead of sacrificing power to increase the attack range, it is better to maximize the three characteristics of short, flat and fast.

Thanks to the efforts of the designers, the range of the new rocket in the new round of improvement work has been reduced to only one kilometer, but its power has increased by nearly doubled and the launch speed has become faster. Surprisingly, the cost of the new version has not changed much.

Just when Friedrich, the commander-in-chief, ordered all Austrian rockets to aim at the army of the Vana Tubang, both the local natives and Lan Fang thought that this move meant that the Dutch army was coming to get benefits again.

The King of Vana even judged that the Dutch army led by Captain Arjan Bonhe intended to destroy Lan Fang in one fell swoop. After all, the former had this intention long ago. As long as all the upper-class Chinese forces were eliminated, the millions of middle-class and lower-class Chinese would all become his slaves.

After he destroyed the Chinese companies, the next target would be those insidious and cunning British, and then drive the Dutch away, and then unify the world.

In the cognition of this "ambitious man", the Dutch have the strongest strength, but fortunately their homeland is thousands of miles away, and their nature is relatively greedy, so it is easy to be bribed.

Although the British have some industries in North Borneo, they are weak in strength due to their small number, but because of their terrain restrictions, the King of Vana is out of reach.

On the top of Dongwanlu City.

When Gu Liubo saw the Western-style army that appeared not far away, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and the big knife in his hand, which was already full of gaps, almost fell to the ground.

"Gu Liu, did you invite those foreigners?" Xie Guifang said slowly. He was over 70 years old at this time and didn't want to intervene in the company's affairs, but at this difficult time, he resolutely took his family members to help defend the city.

Xie Guifang was born as a military candidate. He was good at using a pair of iron balls and could shoot a three-load bow. He should have become the general manager of Lan Fang, but first, he had a deep friendship with Liu Taier, and second, he himself had no intention.

(Xie Guifang was the general manager of Lan Fang after Gu Liubo, but he was old and weak, and the situation was declining, so he died soon.)

"It's not me. Liu Taier spent 200,000 taels of silver to invite 200 Dutch soldiers to help. Now there are probably thousands of Dutch soldiers. Not to mention the Wanna bandits, even the Dongwanlu is unknown."

At that time, no Chinese company in the whole Borneo, except the Dagang Company, had ever defeated the Dutch. But that was a victory achieved at a huge cost by ambush, knowing that the Netherlands had intelligence advantages.

During the most cowardly period of Liu Taier, 11 Dutch soldiers with an interpreter dared to collect head taxes at the headquarters of Lan Fang.

(Liu Taier was the general of Lan Fang before Gu Liubo, and it was during his reign that Lan Fang began to decline rapidly. One theory is that he was innocent and signed the treaty of selling only because he was deceived, but he was very trustworthy, so he became a semi-colony of the Netherlands.

Another theory is that he was unstable in the early days of his reign, and he invited wolves into the house in order to control the situation.)

"Gu Liu, what you said, it is still unknown whether the newcomer is an enemy or a friend." Xie Guifang sighed. He still remembered how glorious the Lan Fang Company was when he was young, and it was not an exaggeration to describe it as a tribute from all nations.

"Yes, Uncle Xie. I'm afraid this is Dagang or Sangou who are here to destroy us. It's also possible that the remnants of the Tiandihui from Heshun Company."

Gu Liubo's words resonated with Xie Guifang, and the atmosphere became tense again.

On the battlefield.

When the Austrian guns turned to the Wanna natives, the Wanna native king Nur Aziz sneered.

"Do these guys think we don't have cannons? Show them all and let them see!"

Six homemade cannons made by the Dutch were pushed up. This cost Nur Aziz 1,000 kilograms of gold.

Although these six homemade cannons have low technological content, they look much more majestic and domineering than the Austrian rocket launcher. At least they look very solid.

Friedrich on the other side was shocked to see this scene. He put down the telescope and said to Franz next to him, "It seems that this battle is not as easy as we thought."

"What is the situation?" Due to the rush, only 1,000 Austrian marines and 50 members of the Zhenla Guard Army came with the long-distance fleet this time, and the main force was still on the beach.

"The other side is equipped with artillery. Although it is just an outdated old-fashioned earth cannon, it may cause certain casualties to our side."

Franz breathed a sigh of relief and said, "There is no need to worry about a few earth cannons that cannot change the situation of the war."

"Haha, I thought you were still unwilling to kill too many people like in West Africa! In this case, let them see our big fireworks first."

"That's a rocket!" Franz corrected.

"It's almost the same. Anyway, they all fly into the sky. Will they explode?"

With Friedrich's order, 20 rocket launchers continued to fly towards the artillery position of King Wannatu at a rate of 6 rounds per minute.

These new anti-infantry type rodless spinning rockets have a large number of steel balls installed inside to increase their power. When they explode, hundreds of small steel balls will be scattered everywhere. Their maximum killing range is about 50 yards, and the actual effective killing range is 18 yards.

Every minute, the 10,000 native soldiers will be baptized by 120 rounds of these anti-infantry rockets, which can be imagined to be lethal to the dense formations of the enemy.

The first to gather are the enemy's elite-that is, the foreign rifle team and the artillery team. And these unprepared natives are almost not wearing protective gear.

Faced with the high-speed explosion of steel balls, even the most agile native soldiers cannot avoid them all. Even if there is a real god warrior, he cannot successfully resist the attack of hundreds of barrages.

Some native soldiers tried to use their hands to vainly block the little demons that were flying with the explosion, but the result ended with the painful price of their fingers and face being cut off.

There was only a bloody hole where they stood.

Some people with strong vitality on the ground were struggling to wriggle, but as more death gods exploded around them, this last struggle soon stopped.

Under this saturation attack, soon there was no sign of any living people on the ground except for a piece of red corpse.

The picture that looked like the end of the world was like an ancient giant beast just feasting here.

The sad and ridiculous thing was that even after such a terrifying fire bombardment, the indigenous army did not choose to flee, but stood in place like a nail, and then was harvested in pieces.

So much so that after five minutes, the Austrian rocket army had to stop the sea of ​​fire attack to prevent the launcher from being damaged due to long-term and high-intensity use.

As the smoke on the opposite side dissipated, Franz observed through a telescope that although the other side suffered heavy losses, there seemed to be no signs of collapse.

This puzzled him. According to the common sense of warfare, the morale of this primitive army that had not even reached feudalization would be completely destroyed if more than 5% of its soldiers were killed.

However, the tragic scene of the corpses on the ground did not seem to scare the enemy. Could it be that they had backup?

There were about 2 million natives living on the land of West Borneo, so it was not impossible to organize 100,000 to 200,000 combat-ready soldiers at once.

It seemed that the weapons and troops brought by his side for this operation were a bit too thin. If he had known this earlier, he should have asked his elite dragoon regiment to come to help.

However, due to the complex terrain and climate of the tropics, it was not suitable for temperate cavalry operations. Only a group of marines and a small number of hunters could be used.

While Franz was thinking about it, Friedrich had already ordered the Austrian soldiers to line up and prepare to meet the enemy.

They were all equipped with the latest breech-loading rifled rifles, but it was a pity that there was no time to dig trenches, otherwise he really wanted to test the new tactics.

Just as the officers of the Austrian army were busy arranging their troops, a heart-wrenching howl suddenly sounded on the quiet battlefield, and the red earth made it look like a Shura scene.

The few natives who survived fled back to the mountains desperately, perhaps only the mountain gods could save them from this horrific slaughter.

Shields, weapons and armor were scattered all over the ground, and everyone had only one goal, which was to escape. Even if the person standing in front of them was a brother or a father and son, anyone who dared to block the way would be killed.

Nur Aziz's father, Rol Aziz, was described as a dog of the Tang people, because he would only rely on the power of the Tang people to fight for some land that others didn't want, or take in some garbage that other tribes didn't want. (People with disabilities or thinness)

Nur Aziz took over the power of the tribe at the age of sixteen, and then began his cruel road to power. He first killed his seven brothers and sisters, and then began a bloody conquest that lasted for twenty years.

After decades of foreign wars, the population and territory of the Vanuatu State have more than doubled, and it has received support from the Dutch. It can be said that he is only one step away from the success of his dream.

But this one-sided war took away all of Nur Aziz's ambitions and his soul. He did not run into the jungle as fast as other tribesmen or push down and trample his companions.

But when a pretentious ruler loses his ambition to conquer the world, he is no different from his subordinates who only want to escape.