As the commander of the 167th Division, his mount was also not delivered, but money could solve all the problems -- yesterday, the logistics officer bought hundreds of horses from St. Sumarie of the United States on the other side. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although horses are not native animals of North America, but in North America, horses are extremely common animals, widely used in transportation and agriculture, far more common than in the country, after all, most of the inland use cattle, and even when quelling the departure of the Mongol princes, the hundreds of thousands of cattle and horses seized were sold, and most of the people bought cattle, not horses. But in North America, every family farms with horses.

"I'll buy a farm here in the future......"

Looking into the distance, looking at the plains covered with weeds in the distance, An Guotao said to himself, after crossing the Rocky Mountains, he was stunned by the great plains he saw, he even bent down to grab a handful of black soil, the fertility of the land was far more fertile than he imagined.

Like many ordinary soldiers, he was equally attracted to this land, and in an instant, he understood His Majesty, why he sent troops, even these lands are worth it, worthy of them to fight, sacrifice for, and pay for!

The young soldiers were woken up by the commanders one by one, and they also saw the division commander on horseback, at this time it was drizzling in the air, sitting on the horse, An Guotao listened to the rain, waiting for dawn. The air is fresh and moist, and the drizzle falls gently beside him, looking at this drizzle, An Guotao knows that this is exactly the rain that the croppers are looking forward to, and this rain will penetrate the ground.

The fog covered the trees, and the sky slowly brightened. Just then, gunshots were heard in the distance.

At the first shot, he immediately sat up straight. Another gunshot rang out. This was followed by two sporadic gunshots, followed by a small salvo. Then the battlefield fell silent for a few seconds.

Then the gunshots rang out again, coming from the side of the British, and the number did not sound large.

Another day of offensive began, and the first wave was short-lived: there were only sparse firefights.

Listening to the gunfire in the distance, as well as the sound of the cannons, An Guotao nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, it's this kind of rhythm, you have to control the rhythm of the battlefield in your own hands, and by the time you reach this afternoon, it's time to organize the team to launch a frontal assault."

The mist blowing from the lake slowly cleared, and the drizzle in the air gradually became lighter. But An Guotao still can't see the situation ahead. His face was facing the direction of the gunfire, and he could feel that the British resistance was very resolute. Based on the intensity of the gunfire, he judged the size of the defenders.

The size of the garrison should be around 15,000 men, and that's what we know so far, and St. Sumarie is home to nearly half of the troops of all of Lower Canada, and everything is as expected.

If it's two more days later......

At this time, there was silence on the battlefield again.

As a commander, An Guotao can feel that the commanders on the front line are reorganizing the offensive, and they will continue to try to attack to break the situation in front of them.

The next attack will be a little more violent.

An Guotao's heart was thinking so, and he looked at his pocket watch. The brethren should have had breakfast by this time, perhaps they were preparing for an attack.

When An Guotao left the front line and returned to the headquarters, the staff officers were waiting for him.

After asking for a cup of tea, An Guotao sat down on the map of St. Sumarie on which the headquarters was staring, ready to wait for the gunfire to sound again, waiting longer than he expected. If the commander of the attacking unit carries out the attack according to the textbook requirements, he should first find out the opponent's position and find out the opponent's situation.

And this is also the reason for the sporadic exchange of fire, which is to figure out the enemy's defensive position in order to outline their defense.

After a long silence, the gunfire became intense.

A large-scale offensive began, and then a burst of artillery was heard in the air: it was artillery units that were firing shells at the enemy's lines.

Everything went in an orderly manner as planned, and in order to see the situation at the front, he once again climbed onto the roof, and from yesterday until now he always went up to the roof to observe the enemy troops.

Through the thin mist, you could see the yellow flames in it—it was the rifle firing. The mist-shrouded fortress of St. Sumary, a black cannon is spewing red flames. Heavy fortified artillery was the biggest obstacle facing the attacking forces.

In the mist, the shouts of the warriors could be faintly heard, and the sound came from the distant fog, enough to startle anyone. It was the cry of the warriors who charged like a tidal wave.

The shouts were drowned out by the dense sound of gunfire, and in the sound of rifle fire, the cannons in the British fortress let out a thunderous roar. As expected, the attack was repulsed.

The wounded began to withdraw from the line of fire.

"It doesn't seem like there's any progress......"

After coming down from the roof, An Guotao's expression seemed very calm, and he did not have any unusual emotions because of the frustration of the attack, all of which was expected by him, and war is always like this.

Half an hour later, An Guotao came to the front line, and in the trench he found the commander of the 586th Regiment, Li Yumin, who was checking the casualties of the troops. He had blood stains on his left sleeve, and the previous attack was launched by the 586th regiment. Seeing that the division commander was coming, Li Yumin said to the division commander with a smile.

"Sir! This battle is all fought according to your ideas, and it's a fucking fight......"

The reason why I say this is because the offensive has once again been abandoned halfway.

"Are you losing much?"

"It's not big, after the British fought back, we withdrew, but as originally estimated, the British are very well guarded, if they want to attack, they will definitely be able to stop us here, even if we fight, our casualties are estimated to be no less than five thousand, and it may even be higher, it is not cost-effective to attack."

Nodding, An Guotao listened to Li Yumin talking about other people's analysis there, he spoke quickly, and his head was stunned.

"Sir, according to our intelligence, Colonel Jefferson of the British Army is also leading a reinforcement force of nearly 10,000 men, and they are rushing towards here, right here......"

Li Yumin pointed to a location on the map,

"If they meet, then the British army will surpass our army, and then they will most likely launch a counteroffensive!"

An Guotao tilted his head and looked at the sky, the rain had stopped, but the sky was still gloomy. He didn't speak, but said to Li Yumin.

"It's okay to go as planned, and as for Jefferson, it won't pose a threat to us for the time being......"

After leaving the front line of the trenches, he walked through the woods, and he saw the corpses strewn across the trees. Some of the soldiers were piling up wood there, and the bodies of the fallen soldiers would be burned into ashes before being transported back to their home countries for burial at the Martyrs' Shrine or, according to their wishes, in the cemetery of their homeland.

"Sir, if we want to act, we'd better act now, for every hour of delay now, we're in more danger."

This is a very risky plan, and even now, Li Yumin is worried about whether the chief's plan can be successfully completed.

"We need to step up our attack here."

Looking back at the British fortress, An Guotao continued.

"The British know that we have to take this place, and we have to convince them of this judgment, and if they have the slightest suspicion, it will affect our whole plan!"

"However, now that Geoffrey has arrived, and his troops are no less than 10,000 men, it means that our plan has succeeded......"

Looking at the division commander, Li Yumin still tried to convince the division commander, but An Guotao just nodded,

"I know."

He looked at the fortress in the distance and pointed to the fortress.

"The situation is such that even if Jeffrey arrives here, he will not be as much of a threat to us as he thinks, after all, he will need to attack our fortifications. Now the question is ......"

An Guotao frowned, looked in the direction of the fortress and said.

"This is the case, we must show the British that we are determined to attack the fortress, but until now, we have not conquered his perimeter, we have to increase the pressure on the fortress, only in this way, they will not become suspicious, you know, Hank can make Geoffrey's troops turn back at any time!"

Many times, the plan is always perfect, but the plan is full of too many changes, and for An Guotao, he must do everything possible to ensure that the plan can be implemented smoothly.

"Sir, they have laid mines in the Sumari River!"

An Guotao did not speak. Li Ziyu said casually:

"Our ship can't pass at all, the whole world knows it!"

"Well, I know"

An Guotao was silent for a moment, then looked at Li Ziyu and said,

"If you want to find a way to break through, let the British here feel the pressure, and make them feel the danger, Hank can't rush up at such a pace!"

"Sir, in that case, I'm afraid the casualties of the troops will be very large......"

Looking at the commander, Li Yumin reminded in a heavy tone that as a commander, he knew very well what the price of making the British feel the pressure was - it was the need for troops to strengthen the offensive, and in that case, the casualties of the troops would increase rapidly. "That's why you need to think of something!"

"Think of something?"

"Yes. If you can't do it on the right path, you have to think about it again? The idea is to break through,"

An Guotao squinted at the sky, and then said.

"Now the rain has stopped! It is just right for the attack, we have to make the British feel the real pressure, the more pressure we exert, the more Hank will trust his judgment, and when the time comes, our plan may succeed! Otherwise......"

"Sir, I know how to do it!"

Faced with the commander's order, Li Yumin was silent for a moment, and then accepted the order,

"Well, you know, you know, but be careful!"

The chief's advice made Li Yumin smile.

"Sir, you know, I've always been careful! Just wait for my good news! ”

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