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On the other hand, Nigel had already received the news that the artillery battalion of the rear team was attacked. The infantry commander also asked someone to capture him alive, and for a moment he could not believe this fact.

Tony, the adjutant next to him, said: "General, without cannons, we lose our firepower advantage. According to the battle just now, it can be seen that the firepower of these Qing troops is not below us. Let's retreat back to Liangshan first. Since they can go around us and attack the artillery camp, they can also take a detour and surround us."

"No" Nigel had lost his mind at this time. "Since they went around behind and sneaked into our artillery camp, the Qing army in front of us had no more troops. I will capture Dongling tonight."

"General, according to the first Infantry Regiment, all the Qing army attacked by the sneak attack were wiped out, with only more than 500 people. And one person after returning." Tony patiently persuaded.

"This is impossible. 500 people sneaked into the cannon battalion escorted by an infantry regiment? The commander of the company made people capture it? The army of our Republic cannot be so unbearable!"

Tony didn't want to believe it, but he shook his head...

"Boom..." The French began a new round of attacks.

They simply rely on the firepower of the artillery to suppress it, and this time, all three of them pressed on them without leaving any left.

The Qing army on the position saw the dense heads below and was covered in goosebumps. The soldiers at the front of the position could not wait to open fire before the French army approached.

"Kaku..." The unique sound of the Gatling gun and the sound of the bolt of the Mauser gun formed a terrifying death song. The French army at the front were immediately knocked down, but the French army behind continued to attack forward while stepping on the bodies of their compatriots. They did not retreat! The distance got closer and closer, it had to be admitted that the French army's artillery fired quite accurately, just like they were placing the artillery on the shoulders of the charge companions and aimed at the Qing army's positions. The shells only bloomed in the positions, and none of them hit the middle of the French army that charged.

Nigel believed that his army's momentum and strength could destroy all confidence in resistance, but this time he missed a move.

The frontier positions were repeated and the back rows recaptured the positions several times. However, the French army continued to attack wildly. The bodies of Qing soldiers could be seen everywhere on the positions, but most of them were still the bodies of French soldiers with unique military uniforms and high hats.

Niger saw this tragic picture in the telescope, and his eyebrows frowned into the word "eight". He secretly wondered why his predecessors came here to fight the Qing army and fled in panic and abandoned their armor. But now it was his turn, but he encountered such a strong resistance. He was unwilling to take a step back? It took him a long time later. He remembered the solid French leader Napoleon.

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Feng Zicai's eyes were covered with blood on the Qing army's position. It can be seen that he had been holding on the position for a day and was already very tired, but he still looked up at the distance.

Judging from the attack just now, the French army invested a whole brigade of infantry. However, from the intelligence point of view, the French army should have only two infantry regiments in front, and one of them was responsible for guarding the artillery battalion. It was obvious that the infantry regiment guarding the artillery battalion had already met with them, but the French army did not use artillery. Otherwise, they would not be able to defend it anyway, so why hasn't their son come back yet? Thinking of this, the old general's nose sore and tears flowed down.

Feng Zicai had only one wife and did not have three wives and four concubines like other Qing officers. His wife raised three sons and two daughters for him. The eldest son died when he was three months old. The third son was so naughty that he was killed by this popular general at home! Only this second son was loved by him since he was a child, and he practiced martial arts and followed him to fight south and north. But now he is in a foreign country...

Thinking of this, Feng Zicai burst into tears. He was about to organize troops to rush down and fight to the death with the French army. A personal soldier rushed over, "Feng Biaotong, Battalion Commander Feng is back."

"Ah? Hua'er is back?" Feng Zicai couldn't believe his ears.

"Father, the child is back. One of my battalions was wiped out, and I was the only one of the Japanese officers captured! The French artillery battalions have been destroyed by me." Feng Xianghua knelt on the ground.

"Okay, the French army loses the cannon and will retreat if they cannot capture it for a long time. Yang Fei, Zhou Ping, you two lead the camp's troops to cut off the French army's retreat. The other battalions threw all the things they didn't want, followed me to rush down and wipe out the French army!" Feng Zicai went from hell to heaven, and his heart was filled with joy. He thought he had lost his beloved son, but he expected that his beloved son made great contributions! His excitement was beyond words!

"Father, you are old. Your son will fight on your behalf! You can command the French devils, but you will not avenge this revenge. The child will not be able to calm the hatred in his heart!" Feng Xianghua thought of his brother who died for his breakthrough, and his heart was like a needle, and tears slowly slid down the dirt and blood on his face.

Feng Zicai looked at the wounds covered with his son, suppressed his reluctance and said, "You have made great contributions and go back to recuperate first. General Zuo was still in charge of the expedition to Xinjiang at the age of 60, and he was still on the verge of fighting in Xinjiang. He was still not as close as a father and a son, so he didn't have to worry about it. There is no father or son on the battlefield, only military orders. You go down."

In the French military camp, Niger had completely lost his mind. He returned empty-handedly and had lost the lives of more than 1,000 French soldiers in the East Ridge!

"General, retreat! The Qing army seemed to be going to counterattack. If the rear route was cut off, we could not even retreat. In order to seize this place, we have sacrificed more than a thousand people. They are all outstanding soldiers of the Republic." Tony said in a crying voice.

After hearing this, Niger was hesitating, a staff officer walked in, "The reserve team found that the Qing army had been raided from behind and cut off the transportation line for transporting arms and grain. Our transportation team stopped 50 miles south of Zhennan Pass and could not cross it. The number of Qing soldiers was unknown, but there were at least more than 1,000 people."

Upon hearing this news, Nigel looked as if dead and said for a while: "Retreat, we retreat."

To be honest, if the French army did not want to quickly occupy Zhennan Pass at the beginning, but took it step by step, even if Feng Zicai was allowed to occupy Zhennan Pass, the French army used their traditional infantry and artillery joint combat methods, perhaps the Qing army was not right at all. Not to mention that Zhennan Pass could not be defended, even Dongling could not be held.

Niger's underestimation of the enemy led to a rash attack and left the artillery battalion behind. After the attack was frustrated, he remembered that he had been sneak attacked by the Qing army. Then, he was out of control and launched a large-scale attack and left the bodies of more than 1,000 French soldiers. After the supply line was cut off, he finally retreated reluctantly.

It's really a mistake, every step is wrong.

Then it is not difficult to see the difference in combat effectiveness and quality of the two armies. The French army is proficient in tactics, even if the establishment is damaged, each company can still organize alternate covers and attacks with neat teams. The guns and cannons are all very accurate. Although the Qing army soldiers have undergone two or three years of live ammunition training, they often experience guns and bullets due to tension in battles. Apart from the hand-to-hand combat is more powerful than the French army during several counterattacks, there is really nothing remarkable.

But no matter what, he finally repelled the French army, damaged one of its brigades, and took Zhennan Pass from the French army. He completed General Lu Yiwei's order - to defend at Zhennan Pass!
Chapter completed!