Chapter 162 Battle Ryukyu (Part 2) (The end of the month is over)
"Second brother, third brother, you follow dad and wait here while I lead people to rush up. The Chinese army on the roof is protecting us!" said the boss of the Lin family.
The Lin family's tutoring is very good, and the children in the family receive traditional Confucian education, which places great emphasis on filial piety.
The eldest son of the Lin family knew that his father would lead them to be loyal to Ryukyu Gold this time. As the eldest son, he must be responsible and not let his elderly father and all his brothers die.
"Brother, let me go. Your usual practice is not as good as mine." The second eldest son of the Lin family said.
"You all stop arguing, all three of you stay and let me go on my own." Lin Wenxuan said angrily.
"Dad, my son has been disobedient for once today. Dad, I'm sorry." He knelt down, kowtowed, turned around and left.
The second and third sons who were left behind grabbed Lin Wenxuan one by one.
In the blink of an eye, the boss of the Lin family rushed into the crowd of common people with his men.
"People, run back, quickly!" The people of Ryukyu naturally did not delay and ran towards the palace one after another.
At this time, the Lin family's soldiers had already fought with the Ashigaru team's sword players. After the initial baptism of bows and arrows, most of the Lin family had been killed or injured. At this time, they were obviously at a disadvantage against the Japanese.
Zhao Gang knew that these Ryukyu people could not hold on for more than a few minutes, so he quickly led his men to pass over the fleeing people and kill them forward.
Just as they were intersecting with the Ryukyu people, five people suddenly rose up in the crowd of crying people. They took out the ribs hidden in their arms and attacked the guards of the mission. In an instant, five soldiers were stabbed by the ribs and fell to the ground.
In a pool of blood.
Only then did the other soldiers react and use rifles with bayonets to hold the five men down. They worked in groups and pointed bayonets at the assassins.
Due to the long length of the rifle, these people could only move left and right to ensure that they would not be stabbed by the soldiers' bayonets.
Surrounded by their own people, these soldiers did not dare to shoot. The rifles were too powerful and could easily accidentally injure their own people.
However, several officers had already taken out their pistols and aimed at a few people with "bang bang bang" shots. No matter how good their personal skills were, they could not compare with the speed of bullets.
As expected, regardless of whether he has one-sword style or two-sword style, they are not as good as bullet style.
After dealing with these assassins, Zhao Gang had several injured soldiers sent back to the palace for treatment.
With the fury of revenge, the mission's guards marched quickly in the direction of the rebels and Japanese troops in a horizontal formation.
It can already be seen that the Lin family's soldiers who rushed up have almost been wiped out.
"Captain Zhao, kill these beasts and avenge the children of my Lin family." Mr. Lin said in a hoarse voice.
"Master Lin, there are still some soldiers fighting with the Japanese. We can't shoot!" Zhao Gang was also very anxious.
Although there are only a few domestic soldiers left fighting with the Japanese, they are still our own people after all.
Just as Prime Minister Lin was about to speak, he heard a burst of hoarse roars from the fighting group in front.
"Shoot, start grabbing!" The eldest son of the Lin family shouted with his last strength with a knife stuck in his belly.
"Brothers, kill me!" Zhao Gang's eyes were red, and the soldiers around him were also filled with indignation, raising their rifles and shooting forward.
The Japanese have a very strong will to fight. When they were fighting with the Lin family just now, they were constantly being attacked by snipers on the roof. Even if the people around them fell one by one, it did not affect the others at all.
man's battle.
The company commander on the roof wished that the gun in his hand did not need to be loaded and he could just keep shooting.
That way he could kill a few more Japanese. The Lin family who fought bloody battles with the Japanese below might still survive.
"Baga, how come the guns of the Qing Dynasty can shoot so fast!" Huashan Liyuan's heart was bleeding as he watched his soldiers fall one by one.
For a long time, in the Japanese impression, muskets are weapons with an extremely slow rate of fire.
It is so popular in Japan just because it is simple to use. However, generally only soldiers with civilian backgrounds can use muskets. Samurai disdain to use such weapons with no technical content.
Seeing his elite archers who had been trained for many years being taken away by bullets, Huashan Liyuan couldn't help but feel pain in his heart.
Angry, Zhao Gang led his men to the shooting range. The soldiers did not need to aim. As long as they raised their hands to shoot, they would rarely miss, because the Japanese on the opposite side were also arranged in a dense formation.
The rebels in front were all exhausted in a short time, and even Jinchang himself was killed by Huai Haijun's gun. After all, he lost everything because of his huge gamble.
It was the Japanese army's turn later. Facts have proved that under sufficient firepower, on such a straight street, the quality of the soldiers does not play a big role.
With the cooperation of sharpshooters on the roof, the Japanese army basically had nowhere to hide.
Huashan Liyuan is already in a state of madness. These are elite infantrymen he has trained for many years, not militiamen recruited casually.
Every less of these soldiers will consume an extra point of the Shimazu family's vitality.
In order to hold back Huai Haijun on Ryukyu Island this time, Shimazu Qibin almost used most of the Shimazu family's wealth.
There was really no other way, Huashan Liyuan disbanded the phalanx, and then used a skirmish line to make the final impact.
They even removed the door panels of the shops on both sides, found tables and chairs, and placed them in front, trying to block Huai Haijun's bullets.
But all this was in vain. Under the vengeful firepower of Huai Haijun, everything was turned into powder.
Although this guard only has more than 200 people, on this street, not to mention the 2,000-person Japanese Ashigaru team, even another 2,000 people cannot break through the fire blockade of the Huaihai Navy.
The Guardsmen even mounted the two mortars they carried to shoot at the Japanese troops on the streets.
The wooden planks held by the Japanese soldiers were shattered into pieces under the bombardment of mortar shells, and were nailed into the bodies of Japanese soldiers, causing even greater damage.
The battle was finally over, and the short Beimen Street was filled with corpses, including Japanese, rebels and Lin family soldiers.
King Shangtai looked at the devastated Shuri Castle and didn't know whether to be happy or sad.
Cai Mao and the Imperial Guards who rushed back from Dongcheng did not catch up with the battle, so they had to clean up the mess, replenish the wounds of the injured Japanese soldiers, and clean up the streets. So many corpses cannot always be placed on the streets.
Let's go back to Naha Port. Saigo Takamori's attack was much more proactive than Kayama Liyuan's. After all, the weapons generation difference between him and Huai Haijun was not that big.
When the assault battalion sent by Wang Xiao approached the edge of the city, it was immediately blocked by the new Japanese army in the city. Bullets instantly took away the lives of several Huai Navy soldiers.
Other soldiers quickly fell down or took cover.
Japanese shooting also revealed their location. The bullets were fired from a stone house on the edge of the city.
The mortar crew behind also saw the situation over there. The Japanese had fired once, and now they were hiding behind the wall to reload bullets. At this time, the infantry couldn't aim at all.
"Mortar, blow up that yard for me." Zhang Cheng shouted to the mortarman behind him.
"Boom, boom, boom..." the dull sound unique to the mortar sounded.
Dong Shuheng just refused to allow them to use heavy artillery fire to prevent widespread damage to the city and unexpected civilian casualties. However, he allowed the troops to use mortars and grenade launchers for precise burst fire.
Although Japan's rifled guns can theoretically reach four to five hundred meters, this is only a theoretical distance. Just like the Huaihai Navy's Type 53 rifle, in order to be effective in killing people, it generally needs to be placed at more than two hundred meters.
Shoot again from a distance.
There was a burst of screams in the yard, and the new Japanese troops who were loading were caught off guard and suffered heavy casualties. Of course, there were only dozens of Japanese soldiers in the yard, which meant that there would be dozens of such firepower points in the future.
Zhang Cheng frowned. This battle is indeed difficult to fight. If this continues, how many soldiers will we have to sacrifice?
At this time, the battle in the city was about to break out.
The masters of the intelligence team shuttled back and forth on the rooftops of the city, telling the residents in the city to hide. If there was a cellar, they could hide in a cellar. If there was no cellar, they could hide under the bed.
Sometimes they would encounter Japanese scouts. In hand-to-hand combat, the pistols in the hands of the scout team played an absolute advantage.
Wang Qiao led his team towards the Japanese defense. Their role was to bloom in the center.
However, when they walked onto the street, they happened to encounter a Japanese arrest team. The Japanese formed a small team of dozens of people and spread out throughout the city to arrest people from house to house.
Wang Qiao knew what they were going to do. He was planning to use these Han people as hostages to take bullets for them.
Without saying a word, Wang Qiao led his men to fight with these search teams.
How can these Japanese hunting teams be a match for the elite special forces? With a comparable number of people, these new Japanese troops have no power to resist.
As Wang Qiao advances, he will place snipers at high places, with grenade launchers following behind, ready to provide support at any time.
They have eliminated three waves of enemy hunting teams in a row. Wang Qiao and the others also sacrificed a comrade. Everyone is tired, but no one is willing to give up.
"Captain, there are dozens of hostages in the hands of the Japanese in front." An observer reported.
"Don't be afraid. The snipers above will wait to kill the four Japanese who were escorting them with guns. After the gunshot, the grenade fired two shells. It doesn't matter if they miss. Don't hit the hostages. Just use the shells to scare the hostages.
That's it. The hostages will definitely run away after being frightened. At this time, we suddenly attack." Wang Qiao deployed to the surrounding soldiers.
Wang Qiao's method cannot guarantee the safety of every hostage, but it is the best method he can think of now.
The gunshots in the city also attracted Saigo Takamori's attention, but he had no time to take care of it now. He just sent a messenger to ask Hashimoto-kun what was going on.
Saigo Takamori watched each of his carefully selected blocking points being taken away by Huai Haijun, and his heart ached. Huai Haijun's small cannon caught his attention. It looked a bit like a mortar and could be fired like a mortar.
It's a straight-shooting shell, but it's very easy to load.
By observing the gunners of the Huai Navy, Saigo Takamori judged that the propellant and warheads of this kind of gun were gathered together. With Saigo Takamori's pride, he also admired the inventor of this kind of gun deep in his heart.
After fighting for so long, no matter how stupid Saigo Takamori was, he could tell that he was definitely losing this battle.
Although he can also cause casualties to the opponent, the casualties are completely disproportionate to his own.
The Huaihai Navy's infantry tactics have many merits. They seem to use breech-loaded rifles.
Saigo Takamori also studied Orchidology and often read some Western books and magazines, so he knew that this kind of gun could be manufactured in several countries. However, its performance was not stable when used, so it was not popular. Unexpectedly, the Qing army used
This is a very cutting-edge rifle.
As Zhang Cheng's assault camp advanced, a gap was finally opened in Naha. Once this gap was opened, subsequent Huai Navy soldiers could follow the forked roads on both sides of the street and infiltrate into various parts of the city. In this way, the troops trapped in the city could
Xixiang Longsheng will eventually become the turtle in the urn.