The concentrated firing of more than two hundred artillery pieces is nothing compared to the thousands of artillery clusters in the 20th century. However, this is an unprecedented scale in this time and space, and its power makes the Russian army, from marshals to soldiers, frightened.
The liver and gallbladder are both broken.
After the Seven Years' War, almost all European armies adopted standardized fixed field artillery formations. For example, the famous Frederick II established a fixed-type artillery group in the army, consisting of 10 guns of the same caliber.
It is composed of similar artillery. Although European countries have increased the artillery allocation ratio to 5 to 6 per 1,000 people, and also equipped regiment-affiliated light artillery to support infantry operations on the front line. However, no one has ever done so.
Concentrate hundreds of cannons to fire.
From the north of the Belaya River to the south of the Angara River, thousands of high-explosive bombs fell from the sky every minute, causing the Russian army to repeatedly sweep and spin in the boiling flames.
To the tens of thousands of Russian troops who were marching slowly in the center and right wing, it was like a devastating rain of fire falling from above their heads. Wherever the bullets hit, blood and flesh flew everywhere, killing and injuring the Russian troops in the area.
Either they will be blown to pieces, or their internal organs will be shattered by the shock wave.
On the artillery position of the North Navy, the fastest firing was the 75mm field cannon, with a firing rate of 8 rounds per minute; while the 122mm howitzer fired slowly and maintained an average rate of one round every ten seconds.
According to the order issued by Zhao Xin, each artillery battalion will stagger the intervals of one minute in sequence when firing to maintain continuous fire strikes.
The sharp roar tearing through the air above the battlefield seemed to never stop, and the explosions that followed were deafening; the shock wave of the explosion kicked up a large amount of gravel and soil, and black-gray smoke continued to rise on the ground like volcanoes erupting one after another.
Thick and acrid smoke and dust enveloped the battlefield, blocking the sunlight and leaving shocking craters on the ground.
The long-term line battle training made the Russian soldiers forget to dodge under the firepower of the Northern Navy. Although the 122 high-explosive bombs falling nearby could take away dozens of lives each time, although the soldiers looked frightened,
But the living people still did not escape, but huddled together.
"O God! O Lord of the world, save me, forgive me, protect me!"
"What were they shooting at? Shotgun?"
"This is a grenade. Where did that bullshit shotgun come from!" shouted a cavalry captain. "It's pleasant to charge into the battle and beat these bullies on the other side to a pulp! But now, they are shooting at us like they are shooting targets.
Shoot! This is really bad!"
There was still silence in the cavalry queue behind him. The cavalry tried to line up their horses in order. Whenever they heard the sound of cannonballs passing by, they held their breath as if obeying the command, leaned up in the stirrups, and then
He sat down again and crossed himself on his chest.
The cavalrymen looked sideways at each other, carefully observing the reactions of their comrades with curiosity. Everyone's face showed an expression of anxiety, uneasiness and excitement.
At this time, on the left flank of the Russian army, soldiers in the front unloaded more than a dozen two-meter-long wooden boards from several carriages and pressed them against the low barbed wire fence under artillery fire.
"Soldiers! Keep moving forward! Let the Tatars see our courage!" The officers wearing three-cornered hats raised their sabers at an angle and shouted, ordering their men to move forward quickly.
The regimental artillery on both sides of each column fired violently at the North Korean navy's position with four-pounders. The bombing around them did not affect their firing rate of six rounds per minute. Even if someone fell down after being shot, other gunners were still working hard.
Clean the barrel, load the gun, fire, and the cycle continues.
"Tela!~ Ta-la-ta-la-ta-la-ta-la..."
The marching drum sounded again, and the Russian infantry took heavy steps towards the altar that had been prepared for them.
When the Russian army passed the first low barbed wire fence, and the soldiers, encouraged by the officers, roared wildly and unswervingly rushed towards the Northern Navy, countless streams of fire suddenly spewed out from the Northern Navy's position.
prick.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Da da da!"
The endless lines of fire caused the advancing Russian army to suddenly melt. The soldiers on both sides of the column fell down like dominoes. Countless lives turned into an exploding rain of blood in an instant. Two hundred
Domi's close-range shooting allowed the 0.50-caliber bullet to continue to penetrate the second and third people after shattering the previous person, and even penetrated the column of five people from the side.
Such a scene confused the Russian troops behind. It was different from anything that had happened on the battlefield before. Many people immediately panicked and did not know where to go. The narrow passage made of wooden planks became overcrowded.
At this time, several anti-aircraft guns located behind the second trench of the North Navy position opened fire one after another. The roaring shells penetrated the queue in a blink of an eye, tearing the cavalrymen and horses into pieces. The frightened horses began to run and neigh.
, they jumped into the barbed wire like headless flies, and then tripped and fell onto the barbed wire. They whined under the cutting of the butterfly-shaped blades, and blood flowed out of their bodies like a fountain.
The mortar bombs dropped from the sky by a four-pound artillery truck not far away exploded into pieces. Hundreds of kilograms of copper or iron artillery were either shot into the air, or turned into countless deadly metal fragments in the shock wave, harvesting
life around you.
When it comes to who was the main opponent of the Russian imperial army in the eighteenth century, many people would immediately think of Ottoman Turkey. Because of many years of fighting, many Russian generals have accumulated rich combat experience in the war against Turkey.
As a result, the best tactic of the Russian army is to advance the troops with all their strength. The infantry and artillery must force the enemy to retreat in chaos, and then let the cavalry penetrate the gaps between the own infantry squares to launch an attack, defeat the enemy and pursue them.
4~6 kilometers, and then let the heavy cavalry slow down and regroup. The hussars and Cossacks are responsible for continuing the pursuit.
The problem is that this method of warfare is not only useless against European countries, but also useless against the North Korean Navy.
At this time, the Russian army was only more than 150 meters away from the Northern Navy. The soldiers of the Northern Navy in the trenches could already clearly distinguish the grass-green semicircular helmets, dark green military uniforms, and even their faces.
But they stopped there. The distance of more than one hundred meters was so far for many people.
The surviving officers did not issue new orders. They leaned their swords on their shoulders and walked silently in front of the queue. Suddenly, more intensive gunfire rang out from the North Navy position, and hundreds of soldiers lay on the trenches and fired.
.
The hail of bullets caused the surviving Russian troops to fall one after another. Just as the North Navy opened fire, the officer leading the team shouted "stand at attention" and prepared for the soldiers to aim and shoot; however, before he could finish speaking, that
The officer fell headlong into the grass.
In the middle of the battlefield, the earth was also shaking violently. The artillery forts carefully constructed over the past few days were blown up one after another. Earth, wood and rocks were flying all over the sky. The vicious rounds of shelling shook the hearts of every Russian soldier and made everyone in the army feel uncomfortable.
Rumyantsev, the commander-in-chief of the Russian army in Mikhailovka village, looked ashen.
The old marshal was choked by the non-existent gunpowder smoke and coughed loudly. He staggered forward two steps, trying to save something, but stopped in despair. To him, everything seemed to have been lost.
More than twenty minutes after the bombardment began, the Russian officers and soldiers on the front line could no longer bear the continuous bombardment. The fallen comrades and broken limbs around them created an extremely terrifying atmosphere. Although those who had been so majestic in the past were
The regiment commander and battalion commander were still roaring angrily, raising their swords and firing empty guns into the sky, but no one paid attention to those commands anymore. The surviving soldiers turned around and ran back.
The moment has come to decide the fate of the battle.
At this time, the Northern Navy's fierce bombardment began to extend to the northwest, and the fired shell casings on the artillery position were piled up like hills.
More than 2,000 soldiers in the attack trenches of the main position were nervously waiting for the attack order. Some of them were naturalized veterans who had participated in the "Battle of the Furjaha River" in 1784, and some who had fought in the "Furjiaha River".
The soldiers from Henan who joined before the "Battle of Erdan City" have already experienced hundreds of battles and are rich in experience; others just joined last year and came here after only completing half a year of training.
However, no matter who it was, the jaw-dropping scene in front of them was the only one they had seen in their lives. A feast of artillery fire at the level of a later field army bloomed in front of them. Only now did Zhao Jiuzang, the leader of the second regiment, finally understand what Zhao Xin had said before.
What does "the war gets bigger and bigger" mean?
Suddenly, a red signal flare shot into the sky from behind the position, and the charge horn that was so familiar in another time and space was also blown loudly!
When the soldiers of the Second Regiment, Aoba Camp, and Hagi Camp heard the attack horn, they stood up reflexively and rushed out of the trenches one after another amidst countless sharp whistles.
Everyone formed an orderly battle formation just like they had been deployed before the war. Hysterical roars burst out from their throats, and they rushed towards the wilderness that had been ravaged by repeated artillery fire.
Today's soldiers of the Northern Navy are no longer the cowardly East Asian refugees they once were. The two attack companies at the front bypassed the barbed wire fence with overwhelming courage and charged forward with bayonets drawn. Behind them were members of two infantry battalions.
Thousands of soldiers strode towards the Russian headquarters in the distance.
At the same time, the 5th Northern Navy Regiment on the south bank of the Belaya River once again crossed the village of Sosnovka. Under the cover of more than 20 mortars and machine guns, they used kayaks to forcefully cross the Belaya River and from
The Uzkilug settlement to the west launched an attack on the Russian army.
At this point, the five thousand Northern Navy troops west of the Angara River were like wild horses running wild, rushing towards the tens of thousands of Russian troops who were fleeing on the Western Front.
Zhao Xin, who was at the artillery position headquarters, looked at the scene in the drone and was filled with emotion. Six years have passed in the blink of an eye, and it is not easy for the North Navy to get to where it is today.
But the battle was far from over, and the retreating Russian troops were still organizing counterattacks. The fleeing hussars and chasseurs were organized one after another, and started shooting at the Northern Navy scattered on the field, and then straightened their bayonets.
, shouted "Ula" and came over to kill him.
When the soldiers of the attacking company noticed that the enemy was trying to counterattack, they immediately raised their guns and knocked off their horses one by one the cavalry in front. Then they took out their grenades and threw them towards the advancing Russian troops, and then rushed into the smoke with their bayonets drawn.
, after a series of shouts of kill and gunshots, dead and wounded were left on the ground.
A Russian battalion received an order to block the attack during the retreat, so the major who led the team quickly checked the terrain and asked the soldiers to ambush in a ditch on the battlefield. When the attacking company was still a hundred meters away from them,
At that moment, the Russian army suddenly launched an attack. The major shouted loudly, stood up from the ditch and opened fire with a pistol. Then hundreds of Russian soldiers also stood up and fired. Amidst the roar of the muskets, several soldiers of the Northern Navy who rushed to the front fell headlong.
fall.
After two rounds of musketry salvos, the Russian army's shooting began to become messy. In the era of line battles, infantrymen were rarely able to strictly follow the firing order in actual combat. Generally, after the first two rounds of volleys, any efforts to maintain discipline could not stop them.
Orderly shooting turns into disordered shooting.
At this time, the Russian soldiers were loading and shooting in a hurry. Because they were in the smoke, they could hardly see the enemy on the opposite side, and the soldiers' faces were blackened. They pushed each other while loading, which caused problems in shooting and aiming.
greater difficulties.
As the North Korean navy on the opposite side began to fight back, the number of casualties of the Russian army in the ditch increased rapidly. At this time, no one cared about the volley fire. Every soldier who had finished loading immediately pulled the trigger, each column and each group mixed together.
Together, even if the soldiers in the front wanted to kneel down and shoot, they couldn't. At this time, the officer leading the team had no choice but to lie down in the ditch and wait.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Finally, the diffuse white smoke made it impossible for the Russian army to see the enemy clearly. They rushed out of the ditch and killed them with bayonets drawn.
"Ula~~ha~ha!"
At this moment, the unique continuous firing sound of the North Navy's light machine guns rang out from the grass on the flank of the Russian army, followed closely by dozens of smoking grenades flying over from more than ten meters away, one after another.
A wave.
After the continuous explosions, more and more Northern Navy troops arrived. The Russian troops in this battalion were completely disabled. In the end, there were only about 30 wounded soldiers left in the team of more than 700 people. They were immediately rushed up from behind.
shot and killed by a Northern Navy soldier.
At this time, all members of the Northern Navy had their bayonets fixed and rushed forward without hesitation. No one was afraid of death, no! They didn't know what death was at all. The blood in their bodies was already rushing at lightning speed, and there was also blood in their veins.
When it burned, the soldiers' excitement reached the extreme and they could not calm down at all.
As the resistance of the fleeing Russian army became more and more frequent, several forward observation posts quickly reported to the headquarters that artillery support was needed. Zhao Xin immediately ordered two battalions of 122 howitzers to be responsible for cleaning up the remnants of the Russian army. The remaining 122 guns and five
152 guns fired at the village of Mikhailovka more than ten kilometers away.
All units of the Russian army began a mad retreat, and the artillery fire that followed frightened the Russian army. No matter whether they were officers or soldiers, regardless of rank, as long as they were within the killing range of high-explosive bombs, they had nowhere to escape.
The generals who fled back never imagined that the North Navy's cannons could hit so far.
By eight o'clock in the morning, there were no living Russian troops on the route passed by the Northern Navy attack force. The attack force received an order from the headquarters before setting off: We have no time to take in the prisoners before we completely defeat the Russian army!
The defeated Russian cavalry were mingling on the road leading to the village of Mikhailovka. No one cared about whether the formation was neat and orderly, as long as they could leave this hell alive. Those who were afraid of death
The infantrymen and civilians, who had become hideous in appearance, were squeezing among the carts and cannons, under the hooves of the horses, and between the wheels, trampling each other until they died, stepping on the dying people as they moved forward.
, killing each other, just to be killed by cannonballs after taking a few steps.
Every ten seconds or so, one or two rounds of high-explosive bombs tore through the air and exploded in the dense crowd with a shrill roar, killing all the people within thousands of square meters and splattering blood and limbs on the ground.
Rumyantsev, who was riding on the horse, knew that everything was over. He ordered the officers around him: "Retreat! Everyone retreat!"