Chapter 97 of 100

Chapter 97

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Standing among the infantry, Lin Yifan stared blankly as Dojima Sae galloped forward, leading a squad of light cavalry to cut through the enemy like slicing through melons and vegetables, with the horses colliding and ramming, creating a terrifying scene.

The chaos on the flank made the North American Continental Army lose focus on the front, especially with Dojima Sae's fierce charge, no one could stop her and her light cavalry.

A member of the Arbiters standing on a hill raised his saber and began to command the formation, dispatching part of the flank to form a square to try to block Dojima Sae.

Seeing this, Lin Yifan adjusted his military cap, raised his cane, and shouted, "Charge!"

The more than three hundred disorganized soldiers, rallied by Lin Yifan, formed three rows.

"Don't be afraid, break through that square formation and let the cavalry charge through!"

Lin Yifan's shout was filled with passion. In the midst of gunfire, the soldiers charged forward in a line, with comrades falling left and right, and the next in line stepping up to take their place, relying entirely on their willpower to push through with their flesh and blood!

Running at a steady pace, Lin Yifan could no longer maintain the neatness of the formation, and the soldiers ran in a chaotic but勉强维持成三列。

At this moment, the cavalry led by Dojima Sae was already trapped by the enemy's square formation. The cavalry, having lost their momentum, reluctantly engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the enemy.

When Lin Yifan ran over, the square formation in front of him spewed a cloud of white smoke, and lead bullets whizzed by, instantly felling several soldiers beside him.

Ignoring the fallen soldiers, Lin Yifan ran to within fifty meters of the enemy's front line and crouched down, "Front row kneel, first and second rows raise your guns!"

The disorganized soldiers reformed into a line behind Lin Yifan, with the front row crouching to ensure the second row could fire simultaneously.

"Fire!"

The gunpowder in the barrels ignited, propelling the lead bullets forward, accompanied by a thick cloud of smoke.

A deafening volley of gunfire rang out, and the front row of the North American Continental Army's square formation was instantly reduced by a third!

"Bayonets!"

Now, orders were shouted and passed down the line, driving the entire formation forward.

Leading the soldiers to strike the enemy's flank, while the Arbiters' command focused on the front, they had no troops to reinforce the flank.

Lin Yifan's timely charge rescued the besieged Dojima Sae and her cavalry.

Without a moment to catch his breath, Lin Yifan pointed to the hill, "Cavalry, go cut down the guys on the hill!"

Dojima Sae, mounted on her horse, glanced at Lin Yifan, then galloped toward the hill.

The cavalry, led by Dojima Sae, bypassed the enemy's second line and charged up the hill.

Lin Yifan, meanwhile, led the infantry to press the enemy's flank, forcing the North American Continental Army's second line to hold.

The U.S. forces, who had the upper hand on the main battlefield, were now hit hard on the flank and had no time to react, even worrying about being outflanked, losing their fighting spirit.

"Hey, the enemy is fighting with bloodshot eyes," Lin Yifan sneered, commanding his soldiers to exchange fire with the enemy.

Usually, the most elite infantry would be placed on the flanks, while the center would be ordinary troops.

But the enemy, driven by bloodlust, had moved their elite forces to the front, preparing to crush the "Steel Line" command in one go.

This was a sign of overeagerness.

The enemy's smooth advance and extended line left them vulnerable. When Dojima Sae's cavalry charged, the four or five Arbiters had no time to react.

The Arbiters had only about a hundred soldiers for protection, and they were instantly overwhelmed by Dojima Sae's hundred-strong cavalry.

After sacrificing their personal guards, the Arbiters fled on horseback.

In this kind of morale-dependent war, the commander's flight was disastrous.

The North American Continental Army, which had been advancing confidently, saw their commander ride away and instantly lost all fighting spirit.

Lin Yifan, still on the ground, waved a flag desperately, hoping Dojima Sae would understand his signal.

Sure enough, Dojima Sae immediately turned and led her hundred cavalry back to the second line, launching a pincer attack with Lin Yifan.

The North American Continental Army's second line instantly collapsed, and the soldiers fled in panic.

Lin Yifan calmly reloaded his soldiers' guns and aimed at the fleeing enemy, firing another volley.

Seeing more than thirty figures fall instantly, the satisfaction of a well-coordinated volley was unmatched by modern warfare.

The enemy falling right before his eyes, and a whole group of them at once, made his blood boil, and he wanted to shout in excitement.

A line of soldiers firing in unison was the ultimate romance for a man.

The North American Continental Army's defeat was certain. The red and blue lines of troops, which had initially been evenly matched, now saw the blue dots retreating, and soon hundreds of soldiers were fleeing in formation.

The red-coated troops, on the verge of collapse, suddenly stabilized!

Standing on the flank, Lin Yifan planted the flag in the ground and panted heavily, the battle had been too intense, and the ground around him was littered with the bodies of red and blue-coated soldiers, some still groaning in pain.

The red-coated troops, having turned the tide, split into small squads of eight, aiming their guns at the wounded enemy soldiers.

"No! Please, don't kill us, don't..."

The North American Continental Army soldiers, sitting on the ground with their hands up, cried out, only to be met with another volley.

The bloodthirsty red-coated troops executed the U.S. soldiers without mercy, leaving none alive.

Unless the enemy had reserve forces, they had no chance of turning the tide. The collapse of the troops was like a landslide, and it had been difficult for Lin Yifan to rally a few hundred soldiers from thousands, so it would be even harder for the enemy to stabilize.

Lin Yifan stayed where he was, watching the battle, and did not lead his soldiers to pursue the enemy.

One reason was the uncertainty of the situation, whether there were other Arbiters' North American Army units elsewhere.

Another reason was that the bloodthirsty red-coated troops had extended their line too far, and if the enemy organized an effective counterattack, they might be pushed back again.

"Order the men to rest on the spot!"

Lin Yifan shouted, then sat down, exhausted like a dead dog.

From the moment he arrived, it had been a non-stop run and fight, with no time to prepare.

At this moment, the sound of hooves rang out, and Lin Yifan looked in the direction of the sound, only to see not Dojima Sae, but a mounted轮回者.

The man dismounted with a sudden stop and saluted Lin Yifan, "Sir, thank you for leading the soldiers to support us in time. I represent the Steel Line's district executive to express my gratitude."

Lin Yifan sized up the "British officer" in front of him, who was indeed a轮回者.

It seemed that the camp he had joined had automatically assigned him to the British side.

There was no choice, so the only explanation was that the Arbiters' team was already full.

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