The dark night conceals many conspiracies, and the dark eyes cannot see through what is so close ahead.
Mao Chenglu crawled on the ground cautiously, not even daring to take a big breath.
According to my impression, if you go a little further, you will be able to get close to the damn fortifications that are constantly being chopped down and cannot be broken.
This time, the soldiers he led carried two large pliers.
Can you keep cutting the barbed wire if you keep cutting it?
They attacked once during the day, and the rebels were severely defeated. The sharp musketry of the new army frightened Li Jiucheng and others, and they found that they were unable to defeat them.
So Mao Chenglu came up with the idea that it would be better to launch a night attack at night when the sight is not far away, so as to offset the power of the new weapons.
This strategy was unanimously approved by everyone, and then he was elected to take charge of it.
"You bastard...all of them are monkeys."
Cursing in his heart, Mao Chenglu kept moving, crawling forward step by step.
It was just that the people around him were making a lot of noise, which made him very dissatisfied.
"What the fuck, please be gentle."
I didn't expect that the other party would dare to talk back.
"You are a white chao, how dare you talk nonsense?"
There was silence on both sides. Mao Chenglu looked over, and the people next to him looked over.
The two of them were almost touching each other head to head. Mao Chenglu was crawling to the east and the man was crawling to the west.
Mao Chenglu spoke Liaodong dialect, and that man spoke Shandong dialect...
"Enemy attack!"
"Enemy attack!"
The two reacted at the same speed and figured out what was going on at the same time.
While Mao Chenglu shouted a warning, he drew his knife and slashed at the man.
That man was also tough. He had something long in his hand and stabbed it while lying on the ground.
Mao Chenglu twisted his body, intending to use his fine armor to hold him back, and kill the opponent first with a knife.
Unexpectedly, with a soft "squeak" sound, his armor was cut open like tofu.
There was a sharp pain in his left arm, which made Mao Chenglu feel like he was dead. He didn't care about killing anymore and rolled to the side. Cold sweat suddenly covered his body.
His armor was given to him by Mao Wenlong back then, and was made by the best craftsmen in the world. In the past, Hou Jin's heavy arrows could not be penetrated on the battlefield, and he didn't know what evil thing he encountered now.
At this time, the dark night had become a mess.
Both sides knew that the other side planned to attack at night, and an unexpected melee quickly broke out.
Both sides no longer concealed their figures and jumped up from the ground, and then...
There was still deathly silence on the battlefield.
How can we fight if we can't see?
What if one of your own is killed?
Mao Chenglu and the person who stabbed him reacted very quickly and shouted at the same time: "Light the fire."
A word awakened the dreamer, and torches were lit on both sides at the same time.
In an instant, the entire battlefield was brightly lit, and both oneself and the enemy could see clearly.
"kill!!!"
The two sides have been mixed together, there is no trick, and it is the most brutal hand-to-hand combat.
This time, for the night attack, Mao Chenglu brought out all the elites from Dongjiang Town.
On the New Army side, the officer was Zong Jiazhi, commander of the third battalion of the fourth regiment of the first division. The soldiers for the night attack were not specially selected, they were the third battalion.
This time, we can finally fight against a large-scale and organized enemy. In Zuo Mengeng's view, it is still an excellent opportunity for military training.
Therefore, various tactics and tactics must be put into battle in turn and passed the test in actual combat.
Night raids are of course a very effective way to kill enemies in war, and there is no reason not to do so.
I just didn't expect that the two sides had the same idea and collided head-on.
It is impossible to attack at night. The enemy is right in front of you. Let's finish the battle first.
When the hand-to-hand combat began, Mao Chenglu was overjoyed.
Bai Ri saw the power of the new weapons and knew that they were difficult to resist. The best way was to get together with the enemy and win through hand-to-hand combat.
Now that they are finally fighting hand to hand, the rebels' advantage has greatly increased.
But after fighting for a while, Mao Chenglu suddenly discovered that the situation was completely opposite to what he imagined.
Although the soldiers on the opposite side did not wear armor, their weapons were very long.
At first glance, it looked like there was a blade installed at the front of the gun.
Logically speaking, how could such a fancy thing cause harm to the armored infantry in Dongjiang Town?
But he saw with his own eyes that a soldier wearing two layers of cotton armor was stabbed through with just a tap of the blade at the end of his pistol.
When several of his soldiers were stabbed to death in succession, Mao Chenglu finally realized that the opponent's weapons looked fancy, but were actually extremely sharp.
If the opponent's weapon is good, it doesn't actually matter. After all, the opponent doesn't have armor, so they won't be afraid even if they fight against each other.
What frightened him the most was his opponent's tactics.
I saw the soldiers on the opposite side, forming a group of three. One person was in front and two people were behind.
The person in front is responsible for blocking the opponent's weapons, and the two people behind are responsible for covering and assassinating. Occasionally, the roles will be reversed.
Throughout the battlefield, opponents are all in such groups.
On the contrary, the rebels, due to the hasty battle, were unable to form a formation. The opponents slowly cut and surrounded them, and were eaten one after another.
Those on the rebel side holding long weapons such as spears and broadswords were okay and could cause some harm to the enemy. The others holding short knives could not get close to the enemy at all.
Mao Chenglu's forehead was covered with white hair and sweat as he watched the enemy skillfully surround and kill his own soldiers, beating his own soldiers and retreating steadily.
The pain in his left arm became more and more severe, letting him know that if he continued to beat him, he would probably die here.
"Withdraw! Withdraw quickly!"
As the general gave the order, the rebels finally breathed a sigh of relief. Everyone turned and ran. In order to run faster, many even threw away their weapons and armor.
Zong Jiazhi led his troops to chase Li Xu out, and quickly blew the whistle to stop the pursuit.
Fortunately, he gave the order in time. Just when they returned, the artillery roared in the rebel camp and smashed the place where they were standing.
Li Jiucheng, Kong Youde and others were on the wall of the camp, nervously watching the situation ahead.
They were waiting. Once Mao Chenglu rushed into the New Army camp, they would lead his troops to follow and decide the outcome in a battle.
As a result, what they were waiting for was Mao Chenglu's remaining defeated generals.
Of the more than 1,500 people who set out, only less than 300 returned, and many of them were scarred and lost their combat effectiveness.
Mao Chenglu drank heavily. Only in this way could he relieve the pain from the doctor's bandaging.
"This Zuo Mengeng is so evil. His soldiers are equipped with blades in front of the fire guns. I don't know what they are made of. My armor can't protect them. His soldiers are burly and powerful, like bears. Withdraw and fight.
Can’t win.”
Li Jiucheng, Kong Youde and others looked at each other in confusion. If the person speaking was not Mao Chenglu, they would even suspect that he was lying about the military situation.
How can there be such a powerful army in the world?
They had also fought against the Tatars in Liaodong, but they were not so fierce.
How do they understand what nutrition is?
The soldiers of the New Army have very sufficient supplies. They have three meals a day and can also guarantee one meal of meat. Sufficient nutrition and strong training make the soldiers of the New Army strong. Only in this way can they have the upper hand in the fight.
On the other hand, the soldiers of the rebel army are very good if they can eat one meal of porridge every day. When they are sallow and skinny, they are far inferior to the soldiers of the new army in close combat. They also suffer from weapons and are lagging behind in combat skills. If
It would be a miracle to win.
In short, a night attack encounter destroyed the rebels' confidence in hand-to-hand combat.
The rebels were in confusion.
This firearm cannot be defeated with firearms, nor can it be defeated with hand-to-hand combat. How should we defeat it?
Zong Jiazhi led his troops back and reported the results of the battle.
"Commander, our battalion has 25 seriously wounded, 87 slightly wounded, and 35 dead. The battle loss ratio with the enemy should be 1:27."
Liu Dacai understood what was going on as soon as he heard it and started scolding him on the spot.
"Is your grandma's sprained foot considered an injury?"
Zong Jiazhi blushed and hurriedly explained: "Anyway, they are all injured in combat."
Liu Dacai raised his hand and slapped his Tianling Cap.
"I still don't know what kind of virtue you have, you little monkey? Don't you just want to cheat for more supplies? Look at your narrow-mindedness, like sesame seeds and mung beans."
Zongjiazhi turned pale in anger and explained quickly.
"Captain, our battalion is the main battalion. Only after we have replenished it can we continue the fight. If we are to be withdrawn to the second line, how will I explain to the whole battalion when we get back?"
Liu Dacai was annoyed that he was playing tricks and snorted: "That's your business, what does it have to do with me?"
Zong Jiazhi wanted to cry but had no tears.
"Captain, you can't do this. I have made meritorious deeds and I have also contributed."
Cai Jiachuan looked on from the side and ignored the two living treasures at all.
He had already sorted out the combat records and said with a smile: "This encounter also allowed us to find out the details of the rebels. I believe we will be more confident in the deployment and use of troops in the future."
Liu Dacai thought of going together with him.
"Based on today's battle, our regiment alone can probably put the rebels out. It's just that we have too few people. We can win, but we won't be able to eat too much meat."
Cai Jiachuan nodded and prepared to report to the military headquarters. Before leaving, he sighed: "This Ming Dynasty is rotten from top to bottom, inside and out."