Jiang De leaned on the edge of the trenches full of crumbling gaps, and his heart was full of despair: What should I do?

He already had more than one wound on his body, but he didn't know exactly where the injury was, and he couldn't feel the pain.

Not far from him, the officers and men of the German Regiment sat in twos and threes, leaning or sitting, as if they had just been dug out of the soil. They secretly looked at their officers, and Jiang De could feel the confusion in the eyes of the brothers.

At this moment, a rolling flowering bomb fell into a shallow pit next to Jiang De and stopped, the fuse had burned out, and the fuse hole was emitting green smoke.

A soldier slammed Jiang De down from behind, and with a loud bang, the stones and dirt lifted up and covered them.

The subordinates pulled Jiang De out with all their hands and feet, and Jiang De shook his head: I'm still alive.

But the soldier couldn't move anymore.

This sudden blow made Jiang De wake up: what to do? Just fight for this life!

He gathered all the remaining officers of the German Regiment together, carried a broken "Xuan" flag, first looked at the group of brothers in life and death covered in mud and blood in front of him, and then said loudly: "Jiang De is deeply favored by the marshal, and he must not be ashamed of this flag!" I'll go up this time," he said, pointing in the direction of the southern army position on the ridge, "either to capture the enemy base or to kill the enemy on the slope, and never come back alive to this fortification!" ”

The officers got excited.

Jiang De's voice was hoarse: "If there are old mothers, wives and children at home, they can't rest assured, so they stay; If you are willing to fight for this life, follow me up! ”

The officers enthusiastically agreed. In this situation. Who's going to say it?

Jiang De asked again: "Which brother is willing to take the flag?" ”

When attacking. Flag holding is the most dangerous job, because the target is both symbolic and the most obvious, and the enemy must greet the flag first. And the original flag bearer had already died in battle.

Immediately someone came and took the flag.

Jiang Dedao: "The 'Xuan' flag can't fall!" The brother holding the flag has been shot, and the other brothers have to pick up the flag! ”

The officers agreed again.

Jiang De took a rifle, waved his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Up!" ”

If an official doesn't want to die, how can there be a soldier who is afraid of death? So the officer of the German regiment took the lead. The soldiers followed, and the whole regiment rushed out of the trench and rushed to the top of the hill.

Then the 14th Army also killed a group of men and horses, and the German regiment attacked on the left and right. The flag at the head was the regimental flag of the Wisconsin XXIV Regiment. In fact, this regiment has been crippled, and the organization is not complete, and it is temporarily mixed with other troops, but the military flag is still there.

The Fourteenth Army let out a roar, and Jiang De heard it clearly, it was: "Chikmoga!" ”

The Southern Army did not expect the Northern Army to launch a fourth attack so soon. In a hurry, shoot. Throw a flower bomb.

The bullets flew like rain, and the flag officer beside Jiang De had changed more than one, and the 14th Army was about the same, at least three flag bearers were shot one after another, and the fourth flag bearer was a young captain, who snatched the regimental flag from the fallen flag holders, and was as vigorous as a leopard, and the Southern Army just couldn't hit him.

At this moment, a dull explosion came from the position of the Southern Army, after a pause, the explosion suddenly amplified, and then again and again the loud noise continued, when looking at the position of the Southern Army, the flames rose, countless bodies were thrown into the air, black smoke billowed up, straight into the air, and finally formed a huge mushroom-like shape.

Jiang De and all the soldiers of the Northern Army were dumbfounded: what happened?

There was a martyrdom.

A Confederate soldier made a mistake and poked the fire directly to the bottom of the fuse, and before he could throw the shell, the flowering shell exploded in his hand.

There were flowering bombs all around, which naturally caused a martyrdom, so it was out of control, and most of the defense line of the Southern Army collapsed in this violent explosion.

It is already a miracle that it took so long for a martyrdom to occur.

In a sense, in the middle of the nineteenth century, artillery was considered the most dangerous branch of the army. This danger did not arise in the first place not only with the enemy, but with the operation of the cannon itself. Fried-chambers are commonplace. The explosion of a cannon is no better than a gun, it is necessary for human life, and there are several of them. Cannonballs are often inappropriate to be placed in the barrel of the cannon, so how dare you light it in your hand?

When firing a shell, it is necessary to calculate the time that the shell has been in the air, and then cut out the appropriate length of the fuse line, which cannot be too long, let alone too short -- if it is too short, it will explode before it flies out of the barrel, which is really not at all wrong.

The problem is that no one, including the gunner, has ever played "manual detonation" before, and they don't know the depth; The northern army killed under the nose again, and was in a hurry, not caring about the smell of incense.

Although the Northern Army didn't know what was going on, it was a good thing! The explosion stopped slightly, and then rushed to the position of the Southern Army with a shout, but there was no resistance.

The first to rush forward were Jiang De and the young captain holding the flag of the Wisconsin Cluster.

They were startled by the scene in front of them.

The trench of the Southern Army has become a huge deep pit, dozens of zhang wide and several zhang deep, with countless broken limbs and weapons scattered on the edge of the pit at the bottom of the pit, and many objects twisted into a ball that cannot be distinguished from their original faces.

Fortunately, the artillery positions were located at some distance from the front-line fortifications, and the artillery was not damaged much.

The "Xuan" flag and the Wisconsin cluster flag fluttered high on the Southern Army's position.

The Northern Army continued to rush up.

The command of the Southern Army knew that the general trend had gone and ordered the entire line to retreat.

All the artillery on the heights was left to the Northern Army.

The army was defeated like a mountain, the Southern army collapsed from the eastern slope of the missionary heights and retreated to the southeast, and the Northern army left behind the German Regiment and the Wisconsin Regiment, which had basically lost their combat effectiveness, and replaced them with new forces and pursued them closely.

After the Confederate army was pursued into Georgia, it completely collapsed, and the Confederate Tennessee Corps ceased to exist.

Tennessee Corps Commander Blackton? Prague, who was relieved of his military duties after this battle, did not step into the military again for the rest of his life.

Guan Zhuofan came to the foot of the missionary heights, the attacking troops had withdrawn, and he wanted to meet the two warriors who had ascended first.

Jiang De in front of him had already become a "black man", and when he saw Guan Zhuofan coming, he struggled to stand up, saluted, and then smiled: "Sir, I didn't disgrace you." ”

Guan Zhuofan's heart surged up, and he held Jiang De's shoulder tightly: "Good man!" I'll give you the first credit! You give me a good rest! ”

He turned to the young captain standing next to him: "Good job, young man! What is your name? ”

The young soldier touched his heels, tilted his head slightly, and said in a loud voice: "Report to the general, my name is Arthur?" MacArthur! ”

Hmm, the name weishenme is a little familiar? He is still so young, he can't be a celebrity in this era.

Guan Zhuofan searched his memories.

He smiled and said, "Arthur? MacArthur, a good name...... Well, Arthur, do you have a son? ”

Arthur was a little strange and a little embarrassed: "Report to the general, I am eighteen years old this year, and yet, I am not married......"

Guan Zhuofan thought to himself, yes. He said, "Arthur, you're going to have a great son." ”

Although Arthur did not understand that the commander of the theater of operations, Weishenme, was interested in the question of his marital heir, he always prayed well, so he said loudly: "General Xiexie! ”

Guan Zhuofan remembered that this young man's future son was called "Douglas? MacArthur".

The battle is not over yet.

The progress of the Sherman division is still slow, but the southern army on the northern front should not be worried, the fighting on the eastern front and the center is over, and after receiving the news of the defeat of the main force, the right wing of the southern army should take the initiative to retreat, otherwise it would be too stupid. What Guan Zhuofan had to do was to send a force to cut off the retreat of this southern army, although it was not necessarily in time - if it was not in time, it would be changed to pursuit.

It is strange that the force that had gone to the valley between Mission Heights and Mount Lucourt to stop Longstreet had not been heard of yet.

The battle on the main battlefield was nearing its end, and Longstreet did not show up to make trouble, which meant that the combined forces of the Xuan Army and the Twentieth Army of the Kumbran Army should have successfully blocked Langbu.

Guan Zhuofan was about to send someone to investigate, and the battle report of the battle of Lucourt Valley came.

Guan Zhuofan saw that the messenger's description was almost as good as the herald at the time of Chickmoga's rout, and he felt slightly inappropriate in his heart, and took the battle report, which only had Bai Qiwen's name on it, and couldn't help but secretly shout "not good", and took it apart, to the effect that our army had blocked Longstreet's troops, but suffered heavy losses; Wu Jianying, an officer of the Jianzi Regiment of the Second Division of the Songjiang Army, was seriously wounded and his life and death were uncertain, and he was sent to the field hospital for rescue.

*(To be continued......)