Chapter 267: Snow Mountain Lion Flag Flying in the Wind
The officers and soldiers hid behind trees and fired at the earthen wall. Bullets were flying in the air, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke. Commander Wu Kefan did not make unnecessary sacrifices and did not issue an order to charge.
More than a hundred members of the militia are hiding in the farming ravines, waiting for the moment of decisive battle. The more than one hundred officers and soldiers, composed of policemen and government servants, are the elite of the Criminal Department. There are at least five sharpshooters, and now three of them are hiding behind the birch trees.
Aim at the rebels on the wall and shoot.
Wei Qun, the little knife boy, was originally Bao Yiyi's personal guard and a sharpshooter. He wore a hat made of willow branches on his head. He mounted a Saspor breech-loading gun on a tree branch and closed it five hundred meters away from the earth wall.
With one left eye, he squinted his right eye, trying hard to find the rebels emerging from the wall. The muzzle of the gun slowly moved back and forth on the tree branches, searching for the target.
The rebels have a characteristic. They like to tie a towel on their heads, which shows that they are an organized group of people. Wei Qun, the little knife man, murmured to himself: "Where are you, white mouse? Come out quickly."
Several companions nearby had already fired four or five times, but Wei Qun, the knife-wielding man, still hadn't fired a single shot. Both sides would shrink their heads after firing, so it was difficult to hit the target with one shot. A small part of the head was exposed on the crenellation of the earth wall.
The gun retracted.
Wei Qun, the little knifeman, was counting how many seconds it would take for the opponent to reveal his head and fire, and finally he fired a shot at the empty crenel.
With a sound of "Bang!", the bullets shot towards the crenel like an arrow from a string. As soon as one of the rebels exposed half of his head, a bullet hit the bridge of his nose. He fell on the crenel with a sound of "Ah" and remained motionless. Then countless others
Bullets continued to shoot at the corpse, and Wei Qun, the knife-wielding man, shouted angrily: "Qing warriors, shoot accurately. What's there to shoot at the dead?"
The corpse was dragged back behind the earth wall by the rebel companions and disappeared. An officer and soldier cheered and shouted: "Little knife, good job."
Wei Qun, the knifeman, ignored the people next to him, held his breath, aimed at another crenel, and shot a fatal bullet.
A long gun fell from the wall, and the rebels at the crenel were killed by Wei Qun, the knife boy. Wei Qun, the knife boy, then showed a happy smile, hid behind the tree, quickly loaded bullets and gunpowder, and said with a proud smile: "
There are two, how many spears do you have?"
Another sharpshooter speared Wei Yun. He was unwilling to fail. He glanced at Wei Qun next to him and curled his lips and said: "What's the use of the knife? The rebels I shot all fell on the wall. I'll go up and take a look later."
, no less than five people.”
Wei Qun, the knifeman, set up his spear again and sneered stupidly: "Spear, this is a living target. Use your brain to think about it and seize the right opportunity before shooting. Don't do it in vain."
The two sharpshooters, who were not dealing with each other at first, looked down upon each other and snorted coldly in their noses. They stopped looking at each other and continued to search for the target with the momentum of being the best in the world.
Spear Wei Yun refused to give in, knowing in his heart that he fired five times but failed to hit the target. This time he loaded the bullets and did not shoot blindly. He stared at the gun barrel protruding from the crenellation of the high wall with wide eyes. Everything was wrong.
There are rules, how long does it take for the opponent to stretch out the gun barrel and shoot?
Breathing steadily, the bullets fired would not go astray. With steady hands, Wei Yun pulled the trigger of the spear. The recoil of the gun butt made him feel the momentum. Blood mist drifted on the earth wall. Wei Yun smiled, and then he
He is a peerless master among sharpshooters, and the Saspor breech-loading gun is most effective in his hands.
Wei Yunxiao used his lips to blow the smoke coming out of the gun barrel. The smell of gunpowder smoke made him intoxicated. The battlefield was where he should be, searching for the next target with eyes like an eagle and owl. He was an elite member of the Ministry of Justice, no matter what.
They need to charge into battle and shoot coldly from a distance of 500 meters. This is the task of several of them.
In broad daylight, the officers and soldiers had the advantage in the head-on battle. The guns in their hands were the latest French-made Chaspo breech-loading guns. The range could reach thousands of meters. The dense bullets of hundreds of officers and soldiers destroyed the rebels on the earth wall.
The bandits were beaten so hard that they didn't even dare to stick out their heads. The power of the sharpshooters was even more unquestionable. One bullet could kill someone.
The more than thirty rebels hiding on the earthen wall were at a loss what to do. The bravest spearmen died at the crenel. In desperation, the rebels did not even take aim. They stretched out their guns and shot randomly into the fields and on the official road.
Shooting. Both sides compete to see who has enough ammunition and can afford time and bullets.
Two drummers among the officers and soldiers kept beating the war drums, giving orders to stay put. This was a new tactic learned from the Western army. The old practice of beating gold and gongs had long been eliminated by the Qing army, and the war drums became the commanders of the army.
. As drummers are the bravest warriors. They don’t wear weapons. They only have a war drum tied in front of their lower abdomen and a trumpet hanging on their chest. The drummer is the motivation for the soldiers to move forward. When charging, the drummer and the soldiers move forward together.
As long as the drummer is not dead, he can only blow the charge horn and move forward again and again!
However, the officers and soldiers here have not yet reached the desperate moment. They have not formed a battle formation and are advancing within the range of the enemy's muskets. Their task is to suppress the firepower of the rebels on the earth wall and prepare for the two carriages on the official road.
Two artillery pieces entered the shooting range to pave the way. With artillery in hand and grenades in hand, the Qing officers and soldiers were cautious in fighting. This set of tactics was clearly reflected in this group of officers and soldiers. They were unwilling to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the rebels.
, fight step by step according to the planned strategies and tactics.
Wu Kefan personally commanded the battle on the road. He was a veteran in the army. He had experienced death duels and the bloody siege of Hangzhou. He was a Manchu warrior who had been tested by blood and fire. This siege eight
The battle at Lizhuang was a masterpiece planned by him.
A cannon pulled by four horses. The Franco machine cannon weighs 350 kilograms. It is an iron rear-mounted smoothbore cannon. The belly of the gun is quite thick. There is a steering stock at the rear of the gun, and there are
Aim and rear sight. The Folang machine cannon has five major advantages: fast firing rate, fast rotation speed, fast heat dissipation, determined sub-cannon capacity, and long barrel life. However, limited to the industrial level of the Qing Empire, there is an insurmountable difficulty.
, that is, the gap tolerance between the sub-cannon and the barrel is large, causing leakage of gunpowder gas, so it does not have long-range attack efficiency. It generally takes a hundred steps to achieve maximum power.
But these two Folan machine cannons are big. The general Folan machine cannon weighs more than 100 kilograms at most. The firing distance of the more than 300 kilograms of Folan machine cannons can reach 180 steps, or even 200 meters away.
Small blooming bullets can also be used.
These two cannons were "borrowed" by Li Guolou from Wu Peipei, the widow of You Gaoming, the commander of the Eight Banners Guards of the Ministry of War, from Zhang Xuefei, the commander of Xishan Ruijian Camp, and they were the property of the army. It also allowed Bao to see Li Guolou's incompetence.
Bao Yitong's public relations skills are unparalleled. He was ruthless and succeeded in one battle, and he was determined to win a complete victory.
In addition to the two Folang machine cannons, another carriage carried a modified Yuanrong chariot. The so-called Yuanrong chariot was a command chariot used by ancient generals.
Inside the building, flags were waved to command the soldiers in the surrounding formations. This Yuanrong chariot was made up of two carriages spliced together. It rose to a height higher than the city wall of more than three feet. It was originally used to watch the enemy hiding on the wall.
.Now the Qing army is advancing with the times and understands that commanders do not need Yuanrong chariots. This Yuanrong chariot has been modified and turned into a sharpshooter's position.
The pavilion of Yuan Rong's chariot was covered with iron sheets, and there were several shooting holes around it. Two snipers stayed inside. Taking advantage of the opportunity of the rebels on the earth wall to shrink back, Yuan Rong's chariot quickly moved to a distance of fifty meters from the earth wall. The horseman explained
After driving the pack horses and leading the horses away from the dangerous place, the five officers and soldiers nearby braved the hail of missiles and gunfire and quickly spliced two Yuanrong chariots together. In less than five minutes, the tall tower stood up.
One officer and soldier was shot in the shoulder by a rebel gun and fell to the ground with a scream. Another officer and soldier quickly dragged the injured officer and soldier behind Yuan Rong's vehicle.
He took out a bottle of Zhuge Marching Powder and poured the powder on the wound. The bleeding immediately stopped. Then he used gauze to bandage the injured officer and soldier, skillfully and quickly, and said: "Brother, you can't die, don't scream so unpleasantly."
The sick and wounded patient bared his teeth and said, "Well, if the name of Hu Qingyutang's miracle medicine is not publicized, the pain will really disappear!"
"Yes! He is a good man!" Several other officers and soldiers hiding behind Yuan Rong's carriage loudly encouraged the sick and wounded. As they spoke, they put their guns on the carriage and fired at the earthen wall.
A snow-capped lion flag floating on the tower of Yuan Rong's chariot caught the wind in the morning breeze, making the blood of more than 400 officers and soldiers boil. This was the power of their spirit, the "Snow-capped Lion Flag", the military flag of the Qing Empire.
"The Qing Dynasty will be victorious!" "The Qing Dynasty will be victorious!" "The Qing Dynasty will be victorious!"
Cheers came and went, officers and soldiers roared, they had eagle eyes, the rebels were waiting for justice, the scale of victory tilted towards them, and the goddess of victory seemed to be waving to them.
The Qing Empire originally had no military flags and used the totems of the Eight Banners to distinguish its armies. The Han army used various mascots (mostly beasts) as the affiliations of their respective armies. After the split of the Tubo Dynasty in the mid-9th century, many
For a long period of time, there was no regular army in Tibet. It was not until the end of the 18th century that the Qing Dynasty, after sending troops to repel the invasion of Tibet by foreign enemies, formulated the famous 29-article "Regulations on Dealing with the Disaster in Tibet".
Article 4 stipulates: In the past, there were no regular troops in Tibet, and the temporary recruitment not only lacked combat capabilities, but also disturbed the people and caused great harm. This time, we requested the emperor's approval to establish a regular army of 3,000 troops:
One thousand people will be stationed there, five hundred will be stationed in Gyantse, and five hundred will be stationed in Dingri.
This army with a quota of three thousand was what people later called the "Tibetan Army". The army's daily training and combat command were inseparable from the military flag. So the Tibetan Army's military flag, the "Snow Mountain Lion Flag", was made. The lion symbolizes the great
The imperial power of the Qing Empire, this is the origin of the so-called "national flag" of the Qing Dynasty.
The earthen wall of Balizhuang was not three feet high, only more than two feet high. When the tower on Yuanrong's carriage was raised, the two snipers looked down at the more than thirty rebels squatting on the earthen wall, even to the villages in the distance.
You can also see the movement of people inside. Bao Yiyi has five sharpshooters who are his personal guards. They are loyal and have first-class skills. They usually put on showpieces and protect Master Bao. It is a rare opportunity to take action and receive awards for meritorious service.
Just rely on today, how can you not kill the enemy with all your strength?
Arirang raised the Saspor breech-loading gun in his hand and fired the first shot at a man lying on the earth wall.
With a sound of "Bang!", the bullet accurately hit the target, and the vengeful bullet wiped out a rebel who had just fired.
"Clang!" With a sound, Gailou was hit by a bullet, making a crisp impact sound as the iron plate collided with the bullet. "You bastard's shooting skills are quite accurate." Yang Cong, the arrowhead, scolded angrily. He just missed the target.
But they were counterattacked by the rebels.
Arrow Yang Cong pointed at the rebels on the wall and pulled the trigger. A bullet of hatred shot out of the gun barrel, a perfect trajectory, a perfect blood splash, a perfect ending. It was rare for Arrow Yang Cong to smile so happily. Good.
A man should take risks, fight on the battlefield, and dedicate his passionate youth to the motherland. This is his destination, even if his blood is spilled on the battlefield, he will be buried in this land forever.