Why did you choose to fight at night? Why did you carry out a strategic bombing that lasted all day? Why did Xiang Shaolong not even leave a reserve force at all costs, and why did he press on all four divisions and regiments with more than 40,000 people?

There are so many reasons why military fans in later generations are puzzled, but it is undeniable that this kind of Armageddon full of green forest style, although it is not quite in line with military practices, is the most exciting. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This night battle was extremely respected by the world in later generations, the number of Fan Xiang Shaolong and Fan Volunteer Army was countless, and the decisive battle of Vladivostok was interpreted back and forth by countless film and television works, and its popularity was comparable to the night battle of Xiao Letian's liberation of Ryukyu.

Many years later, when the little ghost was old, her memoirs once described in detail the calculations of Xiang Shaolong's heart in this war.

Why did you choose night warfare? Why did you choose continuous strategic bombing? That's because Xiang Shaolong knew these Far Eastern Rakshasa ghosts better than anyone else.

In the consciousness of the Qing people at that time, it seemed that this group of Rakshasa ghosts in Tsarist Russia was a group of beasts that ate children raw, a group of thugs who only knew how to attack and fight the enemy.

However, during the long winter campaign, Xiang Shaolong found that the enemy he faced was definitely not a brainless fool, on the contrary, these polar bears were no less cunning than foxes.

These trapped beasts have shown excellent defensive talent in the clearing battles of the checkpoints, they are not reckless barbarians who can only charge at Ulla, if this group of people is determined to fight a defensive battle, it is really remarkable.

Multi-depth fortifications, triangular protrusions, left and right firepower to support each other. A small number of Gatling heavy machine guns always come in handy at the most critical moments, and the calm shooters are all gray-bearded veterans.

The speed and accuracy of all the Rakshasa soldiers are not comparable to those of the Volunteers who have only trained for one winter, and when the enemy picks up their bayonets and launches a hand-to-hand charge, the advantage of their stature is unmistakable.

Although Long Ye didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that these veterans who had killed people for decades were far higher than the average level of the volunteers in terms of physical fitness, combat discipline, shooting accuracy, explosiveness and staying power.

It's even twice as high in some ways!

The Volunteers had only two advantages, the first was that they fought in their hometowns, all of them fought for their relatives and their hometowns, and their morale was high and their supplies were sufficient.

The second is that there are too many people, 40,000 against more than 10,000 points, even if you rely on crowd tactics, you can drag down the enemy.

After a day's artillery bombardment, Long Ye wasted Xiao Letian's nearly five million silver dollars of cannonball money, and these money were not spent in vain, he simply used the silver mountain to poke Vladivostok's city defense into thousands of holes, so as to provide countless breakthroughs for the charging infantry.

The choice of night battle is to avoid the formation of a dense network of fire by the enemy, before Long Ye has seen the casualties caused by Gatling with rifle shooting, these extremely accurate Rakshasa veterans are often one or two salvos can empty a charging phalanx, and the swept down volunteers are like cutting wheat.

The biggest advantage of night battles is that the vision of both sides is restricted, the enemy cannot form a dense battle line of firepower, and the crowd of charging people can always find a breakthrough with sparse firepower.

"It is necessary to quickly break through the enemy's defenses and drag the war to the point of chaotic and hand-to-hand combat, and only then can we give full play to our superiority in numbers......"

"Although such tactics are cruel, they are actually the most effective means of reducing casualties!"

The facts proved Xiang Shaolong's judgment, when the charging people shouted and rushed up, the advantages and disadvantages of the large number of people were clear at that moment.

If there are tens of thousands of people without boundaries, not to mention that in order to reduce the density of bullets, they have to take the initiative to increase the density, and the entire first division begins to surge upwards in a straggler line, and there is no end in sight from the high ground.

People saw that in the entire rushing crowd, the battalion company flags were fluttering in the wind, and the soldiers only knew how to shout slogans hysterically and then rush straight up with the flags.

"Kill...... Kill the Rakshasa ...... Jianguo ......" Ding Si felt that his throat was about to burst, as a company commander of the first division, the company flag was holding in his hand, and at this moment it was heavy like a mountain pressing on him.

Behind him were more than a hundred brothers who rushed up with him, opposite the crumbling walls of Vladivostok, and they could even see the flash of bayonets behind the stubble of wood.

Ding Si suddenly felt that he was very, very thirsty, his throat was like a fire coming out, he knew that he had eaten too much for dinner, and a flat steamed bun was stuffed into his stomach, so that he didn't even dare to drink a sip of water, he was afraid of swelling himself to death.

But it's okay if people don't have food to eat, if the water is not enough, they really can't stand it, and he feels like his throat is sticking together only halfway through the charge, and he feels like his throat is sticking together, dry, itchy, nauseous, and wants to vomit.

"Kill...... cough cough cough ...... Kill it......" Ding Si's voice was hoarse, and after shouting twice, he began to cough violently.

"What's wrong with you, company commander? Why can't you breathe......" A short soldier next to him turned red when he saw the company commander's coughing face, and hurriedly snatched the company flag from the company commander's hand.

"You rest for a while, I'll help you carry it for a while......"

"Don't ...... cough cough cough ......" Ding Si was frightened and hurriedly wanted to recapture, but it was too late, and at this moment, there was a dense roar of orders from Russian officers in the opposite walled city, and then rows of rifles stretched out from inside.

Bang Bang Bang ...... In the darkness of the night, the volley of muskets spewed out a long line of fire in the night sky, and from a distance, it was like a flaming whip that whipped fiercely into the rushing crowd.

"Don't ......" Ding Si wanted to shout, but his throats were stuck together, bullets whizzed around him, and the brother who had just eaten in a soup pot was beaten into a string of sugar gourds.

The bullet passed through the front chest and brought out a handful of blood rain, the charging brother was beaten trembling and turned around three times before falling in a pool of blood, the brother who had just taken over the flag was even worse, the company flag was the target of the Tsarist soldiers, the little soldier was shot in the eyebrows, and the back of his head half pulled the Tianling cover to collapse.

Bai Huahua's ** sprayed Ding Si's face, and he watched the little man slowly kneel to the ground, and the company flag leaned on his shoulder, and it actually formed a triangle with the corpse.

The corpse stood on its knees, and the flag still did not fall.

At this moment, everything in Ding Si's eyes had turned scarlet, and the gap behind his comrade's head was flowing with white-red liquid, and his face was full of brains, and one of the drops flew into his mouth.

Vomit...... A violent feeling of nausea welled up in his heart, and Ding Siwa vomited all the dinner, and all the steamed buns that searched the liver and scraped the gallbladder became fertilizer on the earth.

Now he finally came to his senses, this is the war, he thought he had personally experienced the battle of the Daqing gold mine, and he was a veteran? In fact, in the face of a truly cruel war, his little insight was pure fart.

"Brother all the way...... I'll take revenge on you......" Ding Si snatched the company flag from the corpse and waved desperately in the night, "Assault the first company...... Concentrate...... Rush over ...... at an accelerated speed"

"Don't think about anything, don't look at anything...... Follow me!"