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Chapter 142: Capture the Duke of England

"The Western Sichuan Army launched an attack? Why did they launch an attack at this time?" Henry Wellesley felt cold all over. Now, he only has less than 20,000 Indian indigenous soldiers on hand, and he wants to rely on these Indian indigenous soldiers.

How is it possible to resist the attack of the Western Sichuan Army?

"Damn French, if he hadn't taken away the 28th Infantry Brigade due to some of his combat plans, we wouldn't be in this situation now. When we go back, I will definitely send him to a military court!" Henry?

Wellesley swore secretly.

"General, the Western Sichuan Army is violently bombarding our forward positions. What should we do? Those damn Indian natives are not willing to enter the positions anymore!" Captain Felix, Henry Wellesley's adjutant, looked panicked.

broke into Henry Wellesley's office.

"What else can we do? Order the artillery to fight back! If those damn Indian natives don't obey the order, let the law enforcement team send them to meet their evil gods!" Henry Wellesley said with red eyes.

"Yes, General!" Seeing the look in Henry Wellesley's eyes, he shuddered with fright and hurriedly went out to deliver the order.

After the artillery of the Western Sichuan Army ravaged the position of the British and Indian Army for a full twenty minutes, the artillery fire of the British and Indian Army rang out. Scattered artillery shells fell on the position of the Western Sichuan Army, but the accuracy was not very good and did not hit the Western Sichuan Army.

The army caused too many casualties. Brigadier General French took away part of the artillery, so that the remaining artillery had to be filled with some Indian soldiers, seriously affecting the level of the artillery.

"Suppress! Suppress the enemy's artillery!" the artillery commander of the Western Sichuan Army immediately ordered. Twenty-four 105mm light howitzers from the artillery battalion of the 7th Brigade immediately opened fire.

They had not fired artillery before, and were waiting for the artillery of the British and Indian Army to open fire. Once the attack started, the artillery of the British and Indian Army would pose a great threat to the attacking soldiers of the Western Sichuan Army. Therefore, the most important task of the artillery of the Western Sichuan Army is

Knock out the opponent's artillery before attacking.

"Boom! Boom!" The artillery shells of the Western Sichuan Army accurately landed on the artillery positions of the British and Indian troops. The bombs made the British and Indian soldiers who were manipulating the cannons jump like dogs.

"Calm down, calm down, fight back!" the artillery commander of the British and Indian Army shouted loudly, but most of the artillerymen of the British and Indian Army did not listen to him at all, and the artillery shells of the Western Sichuan Army hit their artillery positions.

When the time came, I left and fled everywhere.

It has to be said that there is a big gap between the colonial army and the local regular army. If the artillery of the British Army were replaced, even if there was a panic, it would not be so serious. At least it could compete with the artillery of the Western Sichuan Army.

A close artillery battle.

The artillery of the Western Sichuan Army ravaged the artillery positions of the British and Indian Army over and over again, killing their artillerymen and blowing up the artillery into pieces. From time to time, artillery shells exploded, causing more serious losses. Less than half an hour later

, the artillery positions of the British and Indian Army were completely silenced. However, the losses they caused to the Western Sichuan Army were very limited.

After solving the artillery positions of the British and Indian troops, the Western Sichuan Army aimed all its artillery at the defensive positions of the British and Indian troops, trying to clear the obstacles for the infantry attack as much as possible.

At 3:50 in the afternoon, Wang Yuze gave an order, and the Western Sichuan Army launched an attack. The leaders were soldiers from the 1st Battalion of the 7th Brigade who had previously requested a fight.

"Brothers, charge for me! The young marshal gave the order to attack to our battalion. We can't let the young marshal down!" Thousands of soldiers from the first battalion of the 7th Brigade jumped out of the trenches and quickly attacked the British and Indian troops.

The position launched a charge.

Like tigers descending a mountain, they formed a long line of skirmishers and charged quickly towards the British and Indian army's positions. Compared with the previous cautious charge of the British and Indian army, their attack was undoubtedly much faster.

"Enter the position! Come on, the Western Sichuan Army has begun to attack. Enter the position! You pigs, what are you doing to me?" The officers of the British and Indian Army whipped the Indian soldiers and drove them away like animals.

They entered the defensive position and allowed them to resist the attack of the Western Sichuan Army. However, most of their trenches had been destroyed by the shelling of the Western Sichuan Army. Many firepower points were blown up, and their defense power was greatly reduced.

ah!

"General, the infantry of the Western Sichuan Army has begun to attack, and our artillery is finished. With these Indian soldiers alone, there is no way we can resist the Western Sichuan Army. General, let's retreat immediately!" Adjutant Felix suggested.

"Retreat? You want me to be a deserter? No, absolutely impossible! I, Henry Wellesley, am the grandson of the Duke of Wellington. How can I be a deserter! I want to fight, even if I die on the battlefield, I will not run away.

Yes!" Henry Wellesley said sternly.

"Ta da da! Bang! Bang! Bang!" When the Western Sichuan Army attacked less than 500 meters away from the British and Indian Army's defensive position, the British and Indian Army opened fire. The remaining heavy machine guns and the rifles in the hands of ordinary soldiers followed one after another.

He opened fire and knocked down some of the Western Sichuan Army soldiers who were charging at the front. The remaining Western Sichuan Army soldiers immediately fell to the ground to avoid the enemy's bullets.

"Quickly, set up the heavy machine gun for me! Suppress the enemy's firepower. Use mortars to knock out the firepower point on the left!" Gao Desheng, commander of the 1st Battalion of the 7th Brigade, ordered.

In two minutes, the heavy machine gun of the First Battalion of the Western Sichuan Army was set up. The heavy machine gunner was about to fire when a flying bullet hit his chest. The heavy machine gunner suddenly fell to the side. The deputy shooter

He immediately pulled the bodies of his comrades over and started shooting despite the hail of bullets. The bullets hit the shield of the heavy machine gun, making a clanging sound.

"Boom!" The mortars also fired, launching an artillery bombardment at the fire points of the British and Indian troops. The shells accurately fell into the enemy's fire points, destroying all the enemy's heavy machine guns and their weapons.

However, the strength of the first battalion of the 7th Brigade was too weak. Facing the strong firepower of the British and Indian troops, it was firmly suppressed and could not move forward any further. At this time, the other four infantry battalions of the 7th Brigade launched an attack.

Attack. The strengthening of the offensive forces put the British and Indian troops under great pressure. The originally silent artillery also opened fire again. However, this time the target of their bombardment was no longer the forward position of the British and Indian troops, but

The rear of their position prevented reinforcements from the British and Indian troops from entering the position.

"Charge!" After the officer of the Western Sichuan Army saw that the British and Indian troops were suppressed, he took the lead and launched an attack. The soldiers of the Western Sichuan Army behind him immediately jumped up from the ground, squatting, and quickly moved toward the British and Indian troops.

Rush away.

"Grenade! Throw it!" The officer of the Western Sichuan Army issued the order when he was still more than thirty meters away from the trench of the British and Indian Army. Suddenly, a dozen still smoking grenades flew out of the trench of the British and Indian Army.

middle.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The grenade exploded in the trench, causing the British and Indian soldiers inside to cry for their fathers and mothers.

Taking this opportunity, the soldiers of the Western Sichuan Army broke into the trenches and began to clean up the British and Indian soldiers in the trenches. Grenades cleared the way, shooting, bayonets, and various tactics were used. These Indian Asan were not soldiers of the Western Sichuan Army at all.

The opponent was beaten and retreated.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the forward position of the British and Indian Army had fallen into the control of the Western Sichuan Army. Taking advantage of the fact that it was not yet dark, the Western Sichuan Army launched an attack on the second position of the British and Indian Army.

The infantry guns and light howitzers at the back could not reach the second line of defense of the British and Indian troops, but the two brigades in western Sichuan set up all their mortars on the front line. Although the mortars were small in power, they were more numerous and could fire

The speed was even faster, and a barrage of artillery fire came down, severely suppressing the British and Indian troops inside.

"General, the forward position has been lost. The Western Sichuan Army is attacking our second line of defense. The Indian natives are even more unreliable. They surrendered as soon as the Western Sichuan Army came. We'd better retreat quickly!" Adjutant

Felix suggested.

"Damn, the combat effectiveness of these Indian natives is really low. If I still have 10,000 troops, I will definitely be able to defeat the Western Sichuan Army. My grandfather, the Duke of Wellington, also failed after several defeats.

We were discouraged and defeated Napoleon. When the reinforcements arrive, we will definitely be able to defeat the Western Sichuan Army. Order the troops and prepare to retreat!" Henry Wellesley no longer persisted, and even cited the deeds of his grandfather, the Duke of Wellington, and issued an order

received the order to retreat.

Although Adjutant Felix was a little ashamed of Henry Wellesley's behavior, he immediately passed on his order. If he delayed for one more minute, he would be in danger of being caught by the Western Sichuan Army!

At 5:30 in the afternoon, Henry Wellesley began to retreat with more than 10,000 defeated troops. The retreat of the main force caused the army defending the second line of defense of the British and Indian troops to immediately collapse. Some of them joined the retreating team.

, and some surrendered directly to the Western Sichuan Army.

"Battal Commander, the British have escaped!" a company commander reported to the commander of the 1st Battalion of the 7th Brigade.

"Chase! Listen to the young marshal, there is a Duke among those British people? We can't let him escape under any circumstances!" Gao Desheng, commander of the 1st Battalion of the 7th Brigade, ordered.

"Yes, brothers, follow me! Capture the escaping British Duke alive!" the company commander roared, and took the lead in chasing the escaping British and Indian troops.

"Capture the British Duke alive!" The soldiers of the company also shouted and chased after him.

Gradually, more and more soldiers shouted "Capture the British Duke alive". These shouts gathered together and resounded through the sky.

"What are those damn yellow-skinned monkeys shouting?" Henry Wellesley asked in confusion.

Felix, who happened to understand some Chinese, replied: "General, are they shouting to capture the British Duke alive?"

"Capture the Duke of England alive? Damn it, they want to capture me alive?" Henry Wellesley was so frightened that his face turned pale and he could no longer speak. He whipped the horse's ass with the riding crop in his hand, trying to escape as soon as possible.

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