Chapter 1819: Wounded and Dying

"Kill!"

The elite troops of France had already arrived.

The British Soldiers led by Qiaozhi were now like trapped beasts fighting for their lives; they had not completely wiped out the French troops within the position.

Furthermore, the British troops had suffered very heavy losses during the recent battle.

Thirty Cannons, due to the intense bombardment just now, had their barrels overheated, and there was no Method to continue loading Cannonballs in such a short time.

And the elite troops of France had Cavalry.

Although this was a jungle, it was also a plain; the sparse trees were simply unable to withstand the charge of so many French Cavalry.

Now, soldiers of the French troops were charging in from all directions.

The situation of the British troops was precarious.

There was nowhere to retreat.

Just during the recent battle, Qiaozhi had felt Bullets flying past his face; the more dangerous the situation became,

the less it interrupted Qiaozhi's thinking.

Qiaozhi raised his hand and fired a shot, hitting a French Cavalryman, then leaped onto his horse and shouted to his men: "Quick, follow me!"

Qiaozhi rode his horse to charge at a place where the French Soldier interception was relatively weak.

Seeing the direction of Qiaozhi's charge, the British troops also killed their way toward that spot.

The surviving British Soldiers, under Qiaozhi's leadership, forcibly tore through the French troops' encirclement and carved out an opening.

They retreated out.

The elite troops of France were about to press their advantage and pursue, but were stopped by their commander.

"Do not pursue, beware of traps," the commander said in a deep voice.

He looked at the devastated position, which had been completely destroyed, and the French troops left behind had also suffered heavy casualties.

After they reached the ambush site, they had also encountered an ambush.

They suffered heavy losses, but fortunately, they repelled the British troops that had attacked them.

They had rushed back in a hurry, never expecting it to turn into this state.

The French commander sighed; the British troops had certainly fought a victorious battle this time.

They had used a small force to crush them.

They no longer had enough troops to attack the British position and wipe them out!

And the British troops that had escaped also had few troops remaining.

Qiaozhi looked at the portrait in his hand, which was already stained with blood and filth, making it impossible to see the person on it anymore.

Qiaozhi sighed; it was not his first time experiencing the partings of life and death on the battlefield, but thinking of Qiuer's entrustment, he sighed helplessly.

Qiaozhi stuffed the portrait into the inner pocket of his clothes and murmured: "Brother, rest assured, I will help you find your child..."

"Qiaozhi, our troops now have fewer than a thousand men left; what should we do next?"

Qiaozhi looked at the person who spoke; it was someone who had once escaped the jungle with him.

He pondered for a moment; he had not discovered any actions targeting him during this battle, which made him secretly suspicious.

He had originally thought that Daoqi would use this battle to kill him.

But as it seemed now, he had not done so.

However, this could neither be called a good thing nor a bad thing.

Perhaps Daoqi had other motives now.

Qiaozhi glanced at the troops and said in a deep voice: "Retreat."

"First return to our base, look for survivors, and then retreat back to Britain together."

Everyone rested briefly and set off once more.

And just at this moment, Qiaozhi had not walked two steps before he fainted.

Those he had saved from the jungle gathered around upon seeing this, and only then did they discover that Qiaozhi had been shot in the abdomen; there were four Bullet holes on his clothes.

It was hard to imagine that he had suffered such a severe injury in this battle and still carried them so far.

The top priority now was to send Qiaozhi to the hospital behind the front lines.

After performing simple treatment, the group set off immediately.

At this time, on the other side of America.

South America.

The Spokesperson of the Portugal Colonial Area, Rhenelou, finally signed a series of friendly treaties with Qin Zhangfeng.

They would provide Longyan with high-quality metal resources such as copper and iron.

Longyan, in turn, would provide them with technical support to accelerate their development and agreed to let the Longyan army build military bases on their territory.

Furthermore, they also signed an alliance treaty with Longyan, meaning both sides were a community of interests, and any party attacking their country would be viewed as an attack on the alliance as a whole.

They would retaliate.

To put it bluntly, such a policy was to contain Spain.

Such news had already been announced.

Spain felt it was not simple; he had originally wanted to mobilize Longyan for battle, but now he had to consider whether his neighbor in South America would give him any face.

Whether they would stab him in the back when he attacked Longyan.

After receiving such information, Richard of France felt more and more that Longyan likely had some ulterior secrets in South America.

It might truly be as the Messenger sent by Spain had said.

Longyan was digging a Canal on the Panama Isthmus!

Richard thought it over carefully; this would not do!

If Longyan really dug a canal across the Panama Isthmus, their Longyan ships would have unimpeded access to the Atlantic Ocean.

By then, Longyan's strength would increase significantly once again.

This was something they absolutely did not want to see.

He had to accelerate his actions; he had to destroy Longyan before it grew stronger!

……

After receiving the news that the Portugal Colonial Area had reached a cooperation agreement with Longyan, Kelinxi was also extremely astonished.

In their view, that place in South America was not worth paying any attention to at all.

Portugal was merely an Empire with one foot in the grave.

Their Britain was the future.

If Longyan wanted to cooperate or establish an alliance, it should have been with their Britain, yet it had chosen the Portugal Colonial Area instead.

He did not know what Qingyang Shuo was thinking.

Could it be that Qingyang Shuo wanted to break free from their Britain's resource supply? Did he want to make Portugal a new partner for cooperation?

This would not do; their British Colonial District was currently waiting to profit from cooperating with Longyan.

Ever since the economic reforms, the economy of the British Colonial District had indeed recovered somewhat.

But it still required further strengthening of cooperation with Longyan.

Thinking of this, Kelinxi wrote a letter to Qingyang Shuo.

……

Meanwhile, in Longyan City.

Qin Zhangfeng had already returned, and Qingyang Shuo was hosting a welcome banquet for him.

"Sir, I have successfully fulfilled the mission."

Qingyang Shuo smiled and said, "You have worked hard these days; you have done very well."

"With the cooperation with Portugal, our Yun City can be secure; now, the first phase of the Panama Canal project is nearing completion."

Qin Zhangfeng sighed; digging the Panama Canal had taken too long, and even for a great power like Longyan, digging such a canal had cost a great deal of gold and silver.

"Once the Panama Canal is officially open to navigation, this canal, which can connect the Pacific Ocean and the Atlantic Ocean, will be one of only two Golden Waterways for Longyan." The recent transcoding is severe, let us have more motivation, update faster, please move your little hands to exit reading mode. Thank you.