"Lord Zhentai, the bandits have set up camp on the sea and are in desperate situation!" Chang Qingyun said, "The reason they dare to do this is only relying on the cover of their navy. Our army will take advantage of the darkness of night tonight to send out mines to train the camp.
If you bravely set out from Xiaoying Field and release the Hunjiang Dragon, you can destroy its battleship..."
He Rubin did recruit and organize a 300-man mine team before the war, and also made 500 river dragons. Because they were only used when preparing to siege Bopu, most of the mines and sampans were prepared to launch the mines.
They were not transported to Baisha Water Village, but only a hundred were brought with the army.
"How can we release it without a sampan?" a staff member questioned.
Chang Qingyun said confidently: "It doesn't matter. Just send people to put down the mines at Xiaoyingchang and launch them along the current. When the students see Xiaoyingchang bursting into the sea, there will be no problem in releasing the mines..."
Tang Yunwen finally couldn't help but said: "Mr. Chang! The currents in the Qiongzhou Strait have been flowing from west to east in the past few months."
Every summer, the southwest monsoon blows in the Qiongzhou Strait, and the sea currents follow the direction of the wind. It is impossible for the mines deployed at Xiaoyingchang, east of Kunthief Camp, to drift across, but it is possible for them to drift to Qiongshan County.
"Oh," Chang Qingyun was slightly embarrassed, then immediately added, "It doesn't matter if the direction of the water flow is not right. Tuan Yong is mostly a Dan family, and he is good at water. He goes into the water at night and pushes the mines next to the Kun thieves' warship."
He Rubin was not interested in this suggestion. The enemy's gunboats were nothing more than covering the rear and rear of the Kun bandit camp. As long as the enemy camp could be defeated tomorrow, those gunboats floating on the sea were of little use. The Dutch's large plywood boats back then were
With so many cannons, they could only watch the Ming Dynasty's army surround their fortress on Penghu Island, and they could not do anything. As long as their own troops did not get dizzy and ran to the beach.
He paid attention to his generals, letting the soldiers have a good rest today and prepare to fight tomorrow. He also ordered each battalion to keep watch to prevent the enemy from stealing the camp. When he came down from the city tower, he saw that the enemy camp was already brightly lit with lights, drums and trumpets.
The voices echoed one after another, and it could be seen that the defense was very tight and the discipline in the camp was also very good. He couldn't help but have great doubts about whether the enemy was a "rabble".
At dawn the next day, the wake-up call was blown loudly in the Fubo Army camp. He Ming got up very early to prepare for the battle. After breakfast, the last reinforcements came from Lingao: composed of veterans
The "Sniper Team" includes all veterans who are good at shooting, including firearms enthusiasts from the North American branch, as well as former shooters who have been in the shooting training team. Although they cannot directly go into battle, they are good at accurate shooting.
But he has abilities that are unparalleled in this time and space.
These ten or so people used a variety of weapons, but almost all of them were bolt-action rifles brought by the North American branch. Mosin-Nagants, which are cheap and plentiful in North America, accounted for half of the country, and Qian Shuiting's unique back
Wearing a Swiss-made K31 bolt-action rifle, which is a high-precision bolt-action rifle, Zhou Weisen brought a Thunderton 700 rifle. All sniper rifles were equipped with 6x scopes. They came with the sniper team.
The photographers from the Propaganda Department were preparing to shoot a documentary to promote Fu Bojun's illustrious martial arts.
All the captains of the special investigation team all have digital DVDs, but they are all household-grade machines. This time, Ding Ding and others brought semi-professional-grade digital cameras with professional-grade telephoto lenses.
He Mingguan dispersed the sniper teams to towers everywhere, and some of them were placed in the artillery fortifications on the earthen embankment - the power of the snipers would not be less than a cannon. In addition, three more were assigned to each veteran.
Cadets serve as observers and guards. Unless otherwise instructed, they are free to choose targets for firing - generals and officers are the first targets.
Although Tintin repeatedly requested to go to the front line for filming, He Ming still did not send him to the earth embankment, but arranged for him to build a filming track on the podium where he was.
"I'm not afraid of danger. When shooting a documentary like this, I have to be on the front line."
"You are in the way in front of me." He Ming said bluntly, "Also, for a while, you can only shoot and don't talk."
"When the battlefield is being cleaned, I will go to the front line..."
"I will arrange for you to go there then."
After allocating snipers and photographers, He Ming summoned all the first-level battalion officers for a pre-war meeting. At the meeting, they reported that the Ming army had occupied Xiaoyingchang last night. Of course, this was important for the upcoming battle.
No effect.
When the meeting was about to end, he looked at the veteran officers who had gathered in the headquarters: many of them had dark eyes, obviously they had not slept well. This is a natural thing for people who are on the battlefield for the first time.
"Comrades, the battle is about to begin." He said to everyone briefly. "For this day, you have been training hard with the new recruits on the playground for two years. Now is the time to reflect the results of your training."
He glanced at everyone and said, "According to the planned plan! Disband!"
All officers saluted together.
He Ming stood at attention and returned the salute, and finally said: "Go and fight, comrades!"
Above the fort, two infantry battalions have been brought behind the breastworks, and each company has designated a fighting position. The order given to the company commander is very simple:
"Fight here to the end!"
Each person received 200 rounds of ammunition. A few days ago, the rear sent another 500 backup Mini guns, just in case the battle was too fierce and the guns were too damaged and no guns were available. The soldiers were seizing the last moment.
Cleaning guns and checking ammunition. Officers went back and forth to check the fortifications and soldiers' equipment.
Wei Aiwen patrolled the embankment with the guards, talking to the soldiers from time to time, and calming the soldiers with a calm and calm attitude. In fact, he himself was very nervous. But he tried his best to appear calm and calm.
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Two battalion military flags were erected on the two horn forts respectively. You Huohu, commander of the 3rd Infantry Battalion, and Fu Sansi, commander of the 5th Infantry Battalion. They directly commanded the troops at the two key horn forts. Both of them
Wearing a brand new military uniform and all the symbols of honor he had ever won. You Laohu sat on a chair, holding President Wen's sword in both hands. Fu Sansi smoked a cigarette thoughtfully, with a
Bayonet opened sks.
All the artillery, whether from the artillery battery or reserve artillery, was pulled to the embankment yesterday and placed in the fort. Ten "typewriters" sponsored by the navy were also placed in some key positions.
Above. Several of them were loaded onto trolleys for mobile defense. Sailors in blue uniforms stood in their positions, with a blue and white navy flag flying.
The flag of the field army was fluttering in the center of the camp. He Ming and his staff had already climbed onto the high platform in the center of the camp. He was connected to all the troops by wired telephones, walkie-talkies and telegraphs.
The 6th Infantry Battalion, which is the reserve force of the entire army, formed a square formation below the high platform.
"Everyone sit down!" Zhu Quanxing ordered loudly, and then he himself sat on the ground, waiting for the order to enter the battle.
Company after company, flag after flag, 1,800 infantrymen, wearing gray uniforms, clutching rifles with bayonets in their hands. Behind them are 2,000 militiamen, all armed with spears, ready to plunge into the final battle.
Fight.
It was quiet all around, and the entire field army camp was now completely quiet. There were no drums or trumpets, and there was no noise. Except for the occasional messengers and orders hurried by, there was only the sound of the fluttering of military flags.
Yang Zeng stood on the earth embankment, holding a command knife in his hand. Although the weather was not good, he could still see clearly the officers and soldiers in formation pouring out of various camps in the distance. After the men and horses gathered, they fired a trumpet as the signal.
After receiving the signal, the whole army moved towards the seaside. From the perspective of the elders and the indigenous officers, it was difficult to say that the Ming army's array was neat, but its momentum was astonishing. It was pressing towards this side with a heavy black pressure.
The Ming army advanced for several miles. With a long trumpet sound, the marching team stopped three miles away from Dazhai. The archers and firearmsmen walked to the front row. One row of people were half-kneeling, and the other row was standing.
, ready to fire arrows and blunderbuss at any time. Behind them are rows of spearmen, and swordsmen on both wings, ready to fight at any time.
There were so many of them like black clouds! Yang Zeng couldn't help but tighten his command knife thinking, there will be a fierce battle today!
The civil and military officials under He Rubin who were standing at the head of Chengmai County also had this premonition. The earthen embankment of the Kun thief's camp was already filled with soldiers, but no noise was heard. The other party was extremely quiet.
It seemed that they were ready to attack the attacking officers and soldiers. This feeling made many people unhappy.
Qian Taichong was crowded among the staff and stretched his neck to look at the Kun bandit camp in the distance. He was surprised that a group of sea robbers could build such a large and strict military camp. He had never seen such a building before.
The way of the camp was to make a dike no taller than one person with earth, with many large sharp corners protruding from all sides. How could such a camp be defended? They were overseas barbarians after all! He thought like this, but in his heart he was considering preparing for the battle.
"Six Chapters on the Aftermath" that he later submitted to Mr. Zhao. This article was written by him every night in the past few days. He wrote about the aftermath of the war and the aftermath of various wars that he read from books and heard from others.
After sorting out the methods, he selected and organized them based on what he heard from Gou Chengxuan about Lingao's situation, and finally compiled it into this long article. It is divided into six chapters, namely: "Approving the People" and "Relief"
, "opening up wasteland", "recruiting business", "catching criminals" and "comforting loyalties". Qian Taichong read his article again and again, sometimes praising the sentences that he felt were exquisitely written.
In the camp at the south gate, General Song Ming and Song Qian were ready to attack. Tong Yizhen gave him a hundred cavalry. He knew that his cavalry would take the lead in a while and test the enemy's camp. This
It is an extremely dangerous mission, because I heard that the enemy's firearms are very powerful - Mr. He Qian's disastrous defeat yesterday proved that the rumors were true. This trial is likely to go nowhere.
The hundred cavalry have already formed a formation outside the trench. Each cavalryman is equipped with a bow and arrow, preparing to approach the camp wall and release arrows to harass the enemy, test the enemy's defense strength, and find out the camp's weaknesses. If the enemy's cavalry responds to the challenge,
, they immediately returned.
After three cannon blasts, he saw that the red flag had been hung on the city. He immediately raised his spear and shouted: "Kill!" The first one rode out and rushed out. Behind him were a hundred cavalry, the flag bearer and ten
Several soldiers followed him closely.
Immediately, the hoofbeats of horses beat on the ground, and the shouts of "kill" shook the sky. The men and horses from each camp who were stationed in the camp shouted and beat drums to cheer up. The sound was amazing. There was a slight commotion on the embankment.
"Steady! Steady!" The officers on the embankment pulled out their command knives and roared. He Ming ordered: "Don't fire artillery. If you get closer, use rifles to hit!"
Song Ming's cavalry rushed to the embankment in an instant. The enemy did not send cavalry or infantry to fight, and they did not even fire firearms - if it were the Ming army, the enemy would have firearms when they were about a hundred feet away from the wall.
His hands were randomly firing firearms. He was secretly wondering because yesterday he heard from Mr. He Qian that the enemy's firearms had a very long range, so he didn't dare to get too close. He planned to get close to the embankment and quickly fire a round of arrows before retreating.
He had just galloped over two convex corners, and when he turned over to pick up his bow, the sound of gunshots rang in his ears.
The bullets fired from each side of the two convex corners swept through the entire cavalry from the left and right wings at the same time. More than 20 cavalrymen fell in an instant. Seven or eight of Song Ming's soldiers fell off their horses.
The flag was also pierced with countless holes. He did not dare to hesitate, added a whip to the horse's butt, and rushed out immediately.
He Rubin could see clearly that the enemy's camp was very tightly defended. If the troops wanted to attack, they had to break in between the two convex corners. No matter which side of the convex corner they attacked, they would be flanked by fire from the adjacent convex corners.
If you attack the front of the convex angle alone, the front is too narrow to deploy your troops.
It turns out that the convex-corner fortress is so useful! He Rubin knew that the Dutch built fortresses like this, and he had heard people talk about the benefits of this kind of fortress. But he always had some doubts in his heart. Seeing is believing now. The opponent is an army with
When an army is equipped with superior firearms, the advantages of this kind of fortress are really obvious!
The Kun thief's cannon has not fired yet, but a single shot of the cannon showed such power. He Rubin was secretly worried. But he did not show any worry, and still maintained the indifferent and serious attitude of a general who is not afraid of danger.
Check it out. He called Tong Yizhen over:
"General Tong, the time has come for you to serve the imperial court. Lead the entire army to attack the south gate of Kunthief!"
Tong Yizhen received the general's order and came down from the city tower to return to his camp. Song Ming's men and horses had just returned, losing almost thirty of their horses, and many of the remaining men were injured.
When Song Ming saw him coming, he quickly came over and crossed his arms to salute.
"No need to be polite, you can take the brothers to rest for a while, and you will have to contribute to the court later!"
Tong Yizhen knew that Song Ming was a brave general who was extremely unafraid of death. He was always the first to charge, and often acted recklessly regardless of the danger. He was known as the "death-killing general". Seeing that he was still able to survive such dangerous attacks from both sides.
He was able to escape with his life. I can't help but wonder that this person's fate was so great.
"Yes! Sir!" Song Ming said, "The Kun thief's firearms are extremely powerful..."
"I know!" Tong Yizhen didn't say much. He was wearing iron armor and an iron helmet. He immediately got on his horse and shouted: "Here comes the gun!"
A soldier immediately handed him a spear. He looked at the camp in the distance, raised the spear and roared, leaped on his horse, and rushed out to the south gate of the camp. The Chaozhou soldiers under his command
They rushed forward, while Lei Lianshen's general Zhao Qiansi and two thousand troops also rushed out from the east of the county seat, and the two groups attacked the Kun bandit camp.
For a moment, the ground was shaken by the sound of drums, and the sky was filled with shouts of killing. Flags of all sizes were all over the mountains and fields, fluttering in the wind under the dark clouds. In the blink of an eye, they had already rushed a distance of several hundred meters.
He Ming picked up the phone: "Artillery fire!"
Zhang Bolin had been waiting for this order for a long time. As soon as he heard the order, he immediately ordered: "Fire!"
All the artillery had already calibrated the firing range and loaded the ammunition. At the command, the gunners stood up at the same time, grasped the match rope tightly, and pulled hard to the side.
More than a dozen cannons facing the enemy's impact direction sprayed out long white smoke. Red shells roared towards the dense crowd. 12-pound solid bullets flew towards the enemy 1,000 meters away with a muzzle velocity of 457 meters per second.
Go. Groups of black shadows hit the crowd with a whistling sound, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. The shells that landed on the ground were bounced up by the ground, jumping and rolling backwards, plowing bloody ditches in the formation.
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The Ming army was not stopped by the artillery fire. The soldiers surged forward like a tide. The generals galloped back and forth in the team, shouting and urging the soldiers to attack forward. The second round of artillery shells flew over again, forming rows of
Rows of soldiers were decapitated by the beating shells, their bodies were torn apart, and their arms, legs and feet were torn off. Blood flew everywhere, and there were shattered corpses and screaming wounded everywhere. Sometimes the shells seemed to be so slow that they stretched out for a long time.
You can step on it with just one foot, but it still mercilessly tears off the legs one by one from the human body.
The recoil force of the 12-pound cannon after being fired was so great that one cannon retreated six to seven meters. In order to save the artillery's physical strength and prevent it from being hit behind and losing force and unable to maintain the firing speed, each cannon was prepared with three substitutes.
The artillery pushing team composed of soldiers took turns to push the artillery and reset it. As soon as the artillery stopped, these people immediately rushed to reset the artillery with shoulders and arms.
The first gunner holding the gun brush immediately inserted the end of the gun brush with the spiral metal rod used for cleaning the gun into the gun barrel and stirred it vigorously a few times, hooking out a few pieces of charred and tattered cotton cloth. The cotton cloth packaging the propellant powder had been packed in advance.
It has been soaked in fuming nitric acid. Theoretically, it should be burned together with the propellant when firing, but there will always be a part remaining every time it is fired. After clearing the chamber, the first gunner turned the gun brush upside down, dipped it in the bucket and inserted it into the gun.
The tube began to twitch repeatedly to clean the barrel.
"The chamber is cleared!"
"Load one solid round, target distance is 940 meters!"