Sitting on the horse, looking at the complete defensive position in front, Mao Chenglu felt his teeth hurt.
"Everyone spread out and look around to see if there is any other way."
The Dongjiang rebels have now reached a consensus from top to bottom and do not want to fight with the new army at all.
At this time, when they saw the new army blocking the way, their first thought was to take a detour to avoid it.
However, the cavalry returned soon.
"General, there is only one way."
Mao Chenglu was helpless.
"Hurry and report to the Commander-in-Chief and Commander-in-Chief."
With the New Army blocking the way, Mao Chenglu had no choice as to how the rebels should act. He could only inform Li Jiucheng and Kong Youde of the situation.
"Are there Zuo Mengeng's troops again?"
Li Jiucheng and Kong Youde are about to faint.
Why is Zuo Mengeng blocking me everywhere?
Li Yingyuan was very angry and asked: "How many troops did Zuo Mengeng deploy?"
The messenger hurriedly said: "The scouts reported about more than a thousand people."
Li Yingyuan immediately jumped up.
"How dare Zuo Menggeng look down on others like this even if he has strong soldiers and horses? How dare he stop my tens of thousands of troops with only a thousand soldiers and horses?"
Forget about him, the faces of the other rebel generals were not good-looking either.
I have seen bullies, but I have never seen anyone bully like this.
You Zuo Menggeng has deployed more than ten thousand soldiers and horses, we admit that we are no match for you.
But you have more than a thousand people, do you really think that Dongjiang Town is a puppet?
Without waiting for Li Jiucheng and Kong Youde to decide, Li Yingyuan volunteered.
"Father, Commander-in-Chief, please give the last general an army of soldiers and horses. We must let Zuo Mengeng know how powerful I am in Dongjiang Town."
"We will go together in the end."
"The last general invites you to fight."
Seeing the surging public sentiment and commendable morale, both Li Jiucheng and Kong Youde felt that this was a good opportunity.
"Since Zuo Mengeng is arrogant and careless, let's give him a big gift. Pass the order and the whole army will advance. Without orders, no retreat is allowed."
The Dongjiang rebels' attack was fierce from the beginning.
From Old Sow Mountain to the mountains to the east, the wide front in the middle is filled with soldiers from Dongjiang Town.
The third regiment arranged the four battalions separately on this cross section, not spreading them out in a straight line, but forming four strongholds, and then leading the area with points, creating the effect of horizontal interception.
The open space between the two battalions is only about a hundred meters, and they are all within the firepower range of the two battalions. It does not matter whether the troops are deployed or not.
On Old Sow Mountain, in addition to mortars, Shen Xun also deployed a company of infantry to prevent the rebels from taking over the mountain.
Of course the rebels would not let go of such an important commanding heights.
As soon as the war started, the rebels gathered five thousand troops and attacked Old Sow Mountain.
All kinds of firearms were aimed at the mountain tops and bombarded intensively, but with little effect.
Old Sow Mountain is tall or steep, but it's only over 300 meters in total. But for the rebels' old-fashioned artillery, it's still a bit difficult to hit it from the bottom of the mountain to the top.
Only by pushing the artillery to the foot of the mountain and raising the muzzle can it threaten the top of the mountain.
But do the rebels dare to push the artillery so close?
Seeing the infantry charging up the mountain being turned upside down and fleeing in panic, Li Jiucheng and Kong Youde wisely did not order the artillery to advance.
A total of twelve mortars were deployed on Old Sow Mountain, with an exaggerated rate of fire. Three rounds of bullets rained down in less than ten seconds.
Imagine that thirty-six shells fell within ten seconds within a radius of only seven or eight hundred meters. This is how terrifying the war in the late Ming Dynasty was.
The most important thing is that this kind of artillery shell has a range of damage.
Even if the explosion diameter of each shell is only about fifteen meters, if it can be used against infantry, the effect will be just right.
Grain
Lying behind the bunker at the foot of the mountain, Li Yingyuan looked horrified as he watched the defeated troops retreating like a tide.
"This...what the hell is this?"
No one could answer him.
The new army's weapons were beyond their knowledge.
Li Yingyuan looked elsewhere and found that the battlefields were already in full swing, and there was no fighting.
If someone else wins and he makes no progress here, he will not only be embarrassed, but it will also affect his father's reputation.
Thinking of this, he also got angry.
"Don't retreat, charge me... charge me!"
Li Yingyuan waved his long sword, led by example, and once again launched an attack on the top of the mountain.
Seeing that the general was leading the way, the others also plucked up their courage. Suddenly, all the rebels along the way were dispatched with great momentum.
Although there was only one company of infantry on the top of the mountain, everyone did not panic.
The rebels are so dense that there is no need to deliberately aim. Just aim at the place where people gather and fire, and there will always be an unlucky guy who can find the bullets on his own.
With each round of shooting, nearly a hundred rebels fell.
However, there is an obvious difference in height, and the rebels are anxious below.
The weapons in their hands, whether it was firecrackers or bows and arrows, could not be used at all due to their range. The only way was to run wildly and hope to get closer before taking action.
In the process, the mortar once again showed its power.
Three more rapid fires blasted the rebel formation into a large open space.
The smell of burnt flesh and blood in the air reminded others of the horror of death, and the rebels couldn't help but slow down their attack.
"Hurry up, we're almost there! Rush up and kill these bastards."
Li Yingyuan jumped up and down, shouted crazily, and kept cheering up the soldiers.
He had no idea that the shape of war had changed.
What does it mean to dress too gorgeously and too showy on the battlefield?
Bang…………………………
In the middle of a pile of rocks some distance away from the infantry company's position, a cloud of white smoke suddenly appeared.
A fatal bullet shot out of the white smoke, passed through the gap that could not be fired, and poured directly into Li Yingyuan's head.
This is the sniper of the special forces showing off his power.
Li Yingyuan has been hiding in the crowd, and it is difficult for the soldiers in front of him to spot him. Even if he is seen, ordinary infantry and even sharpshooters are not enough to complete such a sniper kill.
Only special forces equipped with scopes, from an unexpected angle, can complete such a fatal blow.
Li Yingyuan is wearing a helmet.
As one of the main players, his helmet quality is of course very good.
But it's a pity that the helmet cannot cover his head completely.
The bullet from the special forces hit his head from the front between the eyebrows, turning him into an open watermelon.
Li Yingyuan never thought that his death would be so sudden and not worth mentioning.
"The general is dead!"
"Run quickly!"
Li Yingyuan's death completely shattered the morale of the rebels. They could no longer care about anything else and fled one after another.
Seeing this, the infantry company commander keenly seized the opportunity.
"The whole army charges."
The infantry company broke out of its bunker, like tigers descending the mountain, chasing the rebels' butts and charging fiercely.
After waves of gunfire, the rebels fell down row by row. Those who were still alive were completely frightened and only regretted that their parents had lost a leg.
It was clear that their numbers were greater, but they just couldn't muster the courage to resist or fight back.
In this battle, one of the rebel leaders, Li Yingyuan, the eldest son of Li Jiucheng, was killed. The rebels suffered casualties of more than 1,700 people along the way and completely lost their combat effectiveness.