Kneeling on one knee on the rowing boat made of three boards, Tamas pushed the rowing boat away from the temporary dock with a paddle, heading to Magit Island first.

More than forty soldiers took twenty-three small boats and followed the battalion commander to leave the West Coast one after another.

Before the battle started, not specifically built large boats, the Tiefeng County Regiment had a total of 60 small boats, so the entire company was transported to the island at one time.

But it is easy to go, but it is difficult to return.

Some small boats were stranded at the landing ground and were trapped between the "horse-blocking pile" and the river beach, unable to move; some small boats were unfortunately beaten to death by the Unionists, and the boats that had lost control were swept far downstream by the river, which was difficult to recycle for a while.

There are also some canoe-like boats, which are originally disposable.

So when we set out for the first time, there were obviously sixty small boats. Before we set out for the second time, Tamas counted over and over again, but never counted to twenty-five at once.

Ships are in short supply, and manpower is also in short supply.

Not every soldier in the Tiefeng County regiment is a swimmer. The soldiers who meet the water in each battalion have long been drawn out. They either strengthened to the first company or assigned to various large boats and small boats to act as temporary "sailors".

Major Mason originally retained some of the soldiers who were good at duck water as a reserve team.

However, when the United Provincial People climbed out of the horse-blocking pile and raided the large boat, the reserve team was also sent out.

So this time, the more than 40 soldiers who crossed the river were probably the last batch of reinforcements that the west bank could provide before the completion of the pontoon bridge.

Tamas knew this, and he made sure that the warriors who followed him knew it.

But he knew very well that this "risk notification" had no meaning - no warrior would retreat in the last battle.

What he should do is not tell his subordinates the risks they are about to face, but to ensure that his subordinates do not bear unnecessary risks.

But he wasn't sure if he could do that.

So before departure, when he called out for the last time, Tamas' chest was like a stone pressing on his chest, and his guilt made him dare not look straight into the soldiers' eyes.

Fortunately, after setting off, he didn't want to do so much.

From the time he climbed onto the rowing boat, there was only one thing left in his mind - getting ashore.

As the bow of the boat continued to separate the river, Tamas gradually approached the middle line of the river.

The fire on the island is already clearly visible, and the other way around is the same.

So Tamas lowered his body and took off his light paddling to delay the exposure time as much as possible.

Behind the initial blasting site, a garrison site was ignited by alchemy fire.

The wooden ceiling at the stationed troops was burning vigorously, like a large torch, illuminating the nearby river surface clearly.

Therefore, this time, the initial login point cannot be used anymore.

Fortunately, before the United Nations Response came, the winch created by Woods Frank showed its power and easily pulled out a large number of "horse blocking piles" and tore a big hole in the United Nations Response's water defense line.

But there is also a problem:

In the combat plan formulated by Major Mason, the use of large boats and winchs to destroy the horse-blocking piles was the front work of building the pontoon bridge; the large boats and winchs completed the task well, so the gap in the water defense line of the United Provincial People was torn apart was directly opposite the pontoon bridge.

Although the pontoon bridge is still a long way from the other side, it is very likely that the Unionists will send additional staff at this location.

So, should we go ashore from the new gap? Or should we go to the exploded landing point? Or should we drag the ropes over and break another gap?

If the rope passes, is it still time to go?

When he was in a dilemma, Tamas couldn't help but think: If you were there, you would definitely be able to make the decision in one second, and then you just need to obey.

But now, Tamas can only make decisions on his own.

He decided to go ashore by the new gap that the winch broke.

He was not sure whether this judgment was right or wrong.

So he decided to set out first and walk before all his subordinates.

Everything looked smooth, the water was slowing down, and the river beach was already in front of me.

But Tamas still dared not relax his vigilance. The closer he was to Magit Island, the tighter his nerves became.

Suddenly, a short but bright red flame bloomed on the high slope behind the river beach.

Tamas turned over without hesitation into the water, and the simple rowing boat also capsized.

Just when Tamas was still in the air, a series of red flames bloomed on the United Provincial People's positions, one by one, almost connecting into a line.

The brief flames illuminated the gust of smoke that gushed out, and the sound of gunfire like a bean spread out in all directions.

Almost at the same time, the lead bomb also flew to Tamas.

Tamas hid under the water and could not see anything. He could only hear the continuous "thump, plop" sound of lead bounces into the water.

Tamas is not worried about his own safety. The lead can't slide far in the water and it will run out of power.

What he was worried about was the wooden barrel tied behind the rowboat, which contained deadly things. If it was leaked, it would be all over.

So when the sound of leads entering the water stopped, Tamas immediately floated to the water surface, pulled out the dagger tied to his calf, cut off the rope between the rowboat and the wooden barrel. Then he bit the rope and swam hard toward the river beach.

"boom!"

Thunder ten times the sound of gunfire from the United Provinces came from behind Tamas.

The New Army's cannon responded to the singing of the Musketeers of the Union Provincial People's Republic of China with a deafening roar.

Hail-like shotgun flew over Tamas' head and hit the UNITED positions.

Tamas could even hear the sound of breaking through the air "swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish,

It took about five breaths, and the second roar was roaring.

After five more breaths, the third roar was heard.

Tamas understood that it was the artillery brothers covering the infantry brothers' landing on the island.

He gritted his teeth and swam to the other side even more desperately.

At the same time, sparse gunfire sounded in the trenches on the river bank.

And smoke rose from the trench, which was thin at first, but soon became thicker.

The soldiers of the Tiefeng County regiment on the island are also doing their best to protect their comrades from landing on the island.

Tonight the wind was northwest, and most of the smoke released by the soldiers in the trench was pushed into the island, spreading between the trench of the New Army and the chest wall of the Unionists.

Although it is not perfect, it still hinders the sight of the Unionists to a certain extent.

With the cover of smoke and artillery, Tamas swam to the shallow water.

As soon as his feet stepped on the soft riverbed, Tamas immediately rushed forward a few steps, then grabbed the rope biting in his mouth and dragged the wooden barrel behind him towards the river bank.

Without taking a few steps away, the water came out and the wooden barrel was "sanded".

Without the help of buoyancy, the watertight wooden barrel filled with deadly things instantly became extremely heavy, almost killing Tamas.

Fortunately, two figures crawled out of the trench on the river bank and rushed to Tamas.

There was no need to speak, the three of them worked together to flow through mud and water, and crossed the river beach. From time to time, lead bullets fell beside them, but the three of them still carried the wooden barrel into the trench without any danger.

Tamas, who finally arrived at the "front line", collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath and coughing uncontrollably.

It was at this moment that the warrior who helped him carry the barrel recognized who it was.

"battalion commander?"

"Is it the battalion commander?"

"Battleman Commander Tamas is here!"

The shouts rang out in the trench.

"Why are you here?" Peter Bunier, who rushed over immediately, asked in a crying voice, and then sobbed, "You are finally here."

"There are people behind," Tamas didn't bother to say some relief to his best company commander, and naturally took over the command and issued a quick order, "They also brought ammunition barrels to help them get ashore."

"Yes!" The soldiers around Tamas raised their hands to salute.

At this moment, a shrill warning came from the end of the trench.

"Here!" the sentry shouted at the top of his lungs, "The Unionists touched it with the smoke!"

"Oh no!" Peter Bunier shouted in a hurry, "The wind direction! I'm helping them with smoke! It's all my fault! I..."

"Axe!" Tamas interrupted Peter's words sternly and struggled to support his body.

A short axe was quickly handed to the battalion commander.

Tamas took the axe and fell down with a few strokes. He cut the gap out of the sealed wooden barrel, and then broke the wooden boards at both ends of the gap with bare hands.
Chapter completed!