No one can stop the bayonet in hand,

Swedes and Poles were shot countless times,

Let Turkey and Sweden know about us,

We are famous and rumored to be everywhere.

The Tsar will always lead us,

To fight, to win.

He shares our suffering,

He was in front of us at the time of the battle.

We all look forward to great pleasures,

- Died in battle before his eyes.

What glory our ancestors were,

How dare the Swedes and the Liaks forget.

On the battlefield of Napoltava,

The eagle of victory spreads its wings and soars.

Russian bayonet in hand,

The team flag is fascinating.

It reminds us all the time,

How the ancestors went to war.

The four-edged bayonet speaks of pride,

The endless melody sings the glory.

And so we marched forward with our heads held high,

The 1st Russian regiment puffed out its chest.

We make an oath to Your Majesty,

Be an eternal and eternal loyal legion.

It is never discouraged and timid on the battlefield,

Always stand up for your life and fight with your life.

The Preobrazhenskoye regiment is a fierce one,

We love to make the Tsar smile.

And the former boy soldiers,

Ulla – glorious forever!

The Russian officers and soldiers sang the regimental song of the Preobrazhenskoye Guards, forming waves of people on the horizon, and from a distance, nothing seemed to dare to resist the advance of the gray wave, except that the rifles of the rainbow army began the first round of fire.

Woohoo Woo ...... There was white smoke and flying shrapnel everywhere, and the soldiers in the front row fell to the ground with blood and groans like waves of wheat blown by the wind, but the whole team still sang so majestically: "No one can stop bayonets in hand, and the Swedes and Poles have been shot countless times, so that Turkey and Sweden know that we are famous everywhere." The tsar will always lead us personally, to fight, to win. He shares our suffering. He was in front of us at the time of the battle. We all look forward to the great honor ,—— die in battle before his eyes. What a glorious ...... our ancestors"

They stepped over the corpses whose blood was still boiling, continued forward with neat and powerful steps, and then saw a heavy tide of blood constantly surging through the crowd!

This is a real blood tide. Every second, every moment, every step, there are gray battle robes stained with blood, and the snowy bayonets have been aimed at the Chinese, they never expected that the fire net on the opposite side would be so hot!

Even those officers and soldiers who had personally experienced the Crimean War did not expect such a powerful firepower. Bullets are never stopping whistling, and bullets fired by Chinese everywhere, whether standing, lying, lying, or even kneeling, they can't avoid the incomparably dense fire net of the Chinese.

Their bullets formed a line of death on the battlefield, and in the front row were stacks of corpses, so dense with bullets that now the soldiers did not care whether they were alive or dead. Kick it down!

How is this possible, how can there be such a dense net of fire, many combat units are already in the midst of collapse. The officers who took the lead died, and some non-commissioned officers took their place, and then as soon as they raised their military chess, they were already shot by bullets, and some of the veterans raised their military flags again, and then saw them die in the dense rain of bullets, and the soldiers had to lose their command and scatter and retreat.

Everywhere there were dead and seriously wounded, so dense fire, more than any battle experienced by Prince Konstantin and Muravyoch: "How can this be ......"

According to their prior judgment. On the opposite side is just a combination of at least two infantry regiments and a small number of cavalry and artillery, and as long as the Russian army can resolutely carry out the assault and coordinate well with infantry and artillery, then the winner of this battle is the Russians.

But now, the entire battlefield has been inundated with the corpses and wounded of Russian officers and soldiers, and there is Russian blood and tears everywhere. The more resolutely the assault troops, the greater the losses, and the opposing firepower did not seem to be able to be constituted by the soldiers of the two infantry regiments.

At least 10,000 enemy troops, no, at least 20,000 armed with Mini rifles, were mercilessly shooting at these heroic officers and soldiers, and these Russian soldiers showed great sacrifice and were quickly knocked down by the relentless bullets.

From the beginning of the battle to the present, the fire of the Chinese has not stopped at all, on the contrary, their fire is becoming more and more terrifying, it seems that thousands of rifles are firing a salvo every moment, which is terrible!

You must know that 17,000 Russian soldiers combined, there may not be a thousand rifles that can fire a salvo at the same time, and the entire battlefield is full of soldiers who are pressed and can't raise their heads, and they shout: "Artillery! Artillery! We need artillery support!"

The artillery suffered as much as the other units, and it could even be said that they were mixed to the limit, and their effective range was no longer than that of the new Mini rifles, so that at the beginning of the battle all the artillery units were constantly losing blood, and the losses of the gunners, observers, and artillery officers were innumerable, and many of the artillery units did not fire a single shell, but they were already dead and wounded.

"O my God! Bless Russia!"

Prince Konstantin had to let out such a groan, until now, he had not seen many Chinese soldiers killed or wounded, although the other side only built the simplest defensive positions and breastwalls, but with these breastworks and defensive positions, the Chinese greatly reduced their own losses figures, and the entire battlefield became a one-sided bloodshed of the Russian army.

Konstantin didn't even know how many casualties his side had, he just estimated that it was another charge of the light cavalry brigade, and that of the 17,000 soldiers who participated in the assault, at least 4,000 or more casualties, and even more deadly, the troops were already in the process of collapse.

"What's going on?" He asked loudly, "Our Mini rifles, we have equipped the soldiers with the best Mini rifles......

But what Muravyov found in the telescope: "The enemy is armed with newer rifles, and we lost this battle ......"

Prince Konstantin searched carefully with a telescope for a long time, and finally confirmed that what Muravyov said was true, unlike the Mini rifles used by the Russians, this rifle was loaded from the rear, not from the front chamber, and it was because of this improvement that the rate of fire of these rifles had a qualitative leap, several times that of the Mini rifles.

"I remembered the Crimea!"

Prince Konstantin said this with great sadness. True, he remembered the Crimean War, in which the Russians were armed with old firing rifles that were not at all an opponent of the Mini rifle. So the defeat was a complete failure, and now Russia has suffered a major defeat because of the backwardness of the rifles.

He did not know that in another time and place, Russia had suffered a shocking setback due to the backwardness of the rifles, and hundreds of thousands of Russian soldiers suffered in front of the Winchester rifles of the Turks, but with the strength of Russia, they still won the Russo-Turkish war of 1878.

But in this plane. Liu Chang didn't give the Russians any chance, and Zhou Xiuying quickly reported to him: "Two more cavalry companies are in place, and we will be able to put six cavalry companies to participate in the pursuit!"

Liu Chang said with a smile on his face: "I hope the Russians can remember today's lesson......"

On the other side is already a bloody hell on earth, and the Russian soldiers remember this moment with eternal tears, but in this hell, there is still something shiny, there is still a neat military music, and a young officer with a band continues to play the song of the Guards Regiment.

"Let Turkey and Sweden know about us. We are famous and rumored to be everywhere.

The tsar will always lead us personally, to fight, to win.

He shares our suffering. He was in front of us at the time of the battle.

We all look forward to the great honor ,—— die in battle before his eyes.

What a glorious place our ancestors were, how dare the Swedes and Liaks forget.

On the battlefield of Napoltava, the eagle of victory spreads its wings and soars.

The Russian bayonet is in hand, and the team flag is fascinating.

It reminds us of how our ancestors went to war.

The four-edged bayonet speaks of pride, and the endless melody sings of glory.

And just like that, we marched forward with our heads held high, and the 1st Russian regiment puffed up its chest.

We pledge to Your Majesty to be an eternal and loyal legion.

It is never discouraged and timid on the battlefield, and always stands up for its life and sacrifices its life to fight.

The Preobrazhenskoye regiment was a fierce one. We love to make the Tsar smile.

And the former boy soldiers, Ulla - glorious forever! ”

The band, dressed in military uniforms, was like an invincible god, playing the most passionate songs with the holy gloves in their hands, and even if the defeated soldiers retreated like a tide, they were keenly avoiding the position of the band, and some soldiers even organized a counterattack spontaneously. Then died in the rain of bullets from the Chinese army.

"For the ...... of Russia"

These military musicians, whose average age was less than twenty years old, had forgotten all the horrors, and they even ignored the flying bullets, the sounds of fighting on the battlefield, and all the noise, until the horses roared over the entire military band, and cut off one young head after another with their sabers.

This was the last glimmer of glory of the Russian army in the entire Battle of Jinzhou, followed by their eternal nightmare.

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Under the remnant sun, the bloody afterglow made the whole battlefield more and more filled with a sense of brilliance, Qu Jie felt a little untenable, he had nothing to say: "Fortunately, it was the breech rifle that played a role at the critical moment, and today the Russians have at least 6,000 dead and wounded!"

Zhou Xiuying lowered her head: "There are definitely more than 6,000 people, I estimate that there are 6,000 Russian soldiers killed by us alone, plus the seriously wounded who were abandoned on the battlefield, there are definitely no less than 10,000 people, but it's a pity that those young military musicians ......"

"That song is so good, I really hope it's the last Sino-Russian war!" Liu Chang shook his head and said, "It's just that this is absolutely impossible......"

"The war between China and Russia has just begun!" (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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