For the vast majority of people, war is often just a description of the author's literary works, a romantic depiction, and for young people, they can feel the romance of the battlefield from those words in war novels. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But for people on the battlefield, the battlefield has never been romantic, and the bloody wind on the battlefield will always be accompanied by too much death, and death is always not romantic.

At least for the Marines in the Victorian colony, the battlefield was never romantic.

It was raining, torrential rain mixed with strong winds, October, this is winter in the southern hemisphere, although the weather is warm, it can be in the storm, but the weather seems a little cold, if you can, at this time, anyone wants to stay in the house, but for the soldiers on the battlefield, they have no choice.

Almost as soon as the rain stopped, the fierce battle began, the battle was very hard, the soldiers were covered in mud, they ran on the battlefield without a sound, and fought without a sound.

Unlike on the battlefield in Crimea, the British, dressed in red uniforms, dug three or four trenches, and when the troops occupied the enemy's first trench, they found that the trenches were like small rivers, full of stagnant water, the soldiers' legs were soaked in muddy water, and the roar of shells exploding sounded from time to time around them, and there were even poisonous snakes peculiar to Australia swimming in the trenches.

Although for the marines, the poisonous snake does not make people feel frightened, but when a cold poisonous snake swims around, it will always make people let out a scream, compared to the poisonous snake, the battle is anxious, both soldiers and officers, they hope to be able to launch a breakthrough as soon as possible, let the battle end as soon as possible, and then they can start a fire somewhere, dry their clothes, and even eat a hot meal, instead of the kind of compressed biscuits that are pressed by a steam engine like a tea brick.

Morale became a little low in the mud, especially after the order to assault was delayed due to the urgency of the shells, and the battlefield fell into a kind of distraction and anxiety, and even the sound of gunfire became thin. The rain fell again at this time, and the air became more and more dreary.

"What the hell, if you don't have artillery, can't you assault?"

The battle became like this, Li Pingzhi was the first to get angry, this heavy drinking Marine Corps captain, wiped the rain from his forehead to the tip of his nose again and again, although the kind of cloth hat like a Westerner's top hat can block the sun, can block some rain, but in the face of such heavy rain has no effect at all, his mouth keeps nagging.

"Hey, if it goes on like this, Lao Tzu won't be able to drink wine, and he won't be able to drink wine......"

He had already drunk all the wine, and he was waiting to hit the territory of the British, and then buy a few bottles of foreign devil's wine, but such a lifeless shot would not solve the problem at any time. If they don't make a breakthrough, the fighters will be soaking in this half-human deep muddy water, and they will not even dare to think about it, what a torture it will be for the fighters.

"Assault!"

Li Pingshu muttered to himself.

"There is no other way but to assault!"

He looked to the left and right, observing the situation reports of his subordinates, and there seemed to be no loss of troops.

The British used front-loading guns, and such a large raincoat definitely had an impact on their shooting, which meant that the density of fire of the British must have been poor......

As he pondered this, his eyes stared ahead at the British, who seemed to be able to see in the muddy trenches through the rain, desperately trying to keep the rain dry, and they would not have thought that he would attack at this time!

"Fight!"

Finally, Li Pingshu decided to launch a surprise attack, and he gave an order first.

"Everyone, grenade ready!"

At his command, all the fighters took a grenade from their waists and looked at the company commander.

"Good!"

With a loud roar, Li Pingshu got up from the trench with his hands in the mud, waved his long knife and gave the order to charge, and like any imperial officer, he was the first to stand up and rush out,

"Kill!"

The commander who takes the lead on the battlefield has always been a source of courage for soldiers, standing on the edge of the trench he looks extremely powerful, he has a snow-white towel around his neck, although his military uniform is full of mud and water, but it does not hinder his heroic posture, he holds a pistol in his left hand, and wields a saber high in his right hand, and rushes towards the enemy's position like a lightning speed.

This kind of assault was like the top of Mount Tai, amazing and heroic, under his leadership, the soldiers in the trench immediately turned out of the trench one after another, and launched an attack on the British trench less than a hundred meters away, and they could even see the panicked appearance of the "lobster soldiers" in the trench.

More than 100 soldiers of a company launched a fierce assault on the British trenches with overwhelming momentum, which completely exceeded everyone's expectations, and without even waiting for the rear to react, Li Pingshu, who rushed to the front of the team, roared violently when he was still dozens of meters away from the enemy.

"Bomb dropping!"

In fact, at this time, there was no need for him to roar, these soldiers, who had trained countless times in the training ground, immediately threw out the grenades in their hands, and hundreds of grenades smashed into the British trenches together with raindrops.

Before the British could even scream in horror, yellow water columns exploded in the trenches, and the limbs of the British soldiers were blown up along with the water columns, and the yellow muddy water instantly turned red, and in the red muddy water, the British soldiers struggled to rush out, but they were greeted by bayonets that stabbed them in front of them, and the sharp bayonets pierced directly into their chests.

The overwhelming offensive went extremely smoothly, but in less than a minute, the 9th Company under the command of Li Pingshu attacked the enemy's position and occupied this trench, and he told everyone the fact with practical actions - how empty the British defense was, and he did not need to wait for the help of artillery at all.

As soon as he occupied this trench, the troops in the rear immediately launched an attack, and soon the third trench was overcome, and at this time, the soldiers found that the heavy rain had hit the British far more than they - the vast majority of British soldiers' ammunition packs were soaked by the rain, which caused the gunpowder to become ineffective, so that the rifles in their hands were completely turned into burning sticks.

At this time, Li Pingshu commanded his subordinates to continue the march, he raised his head to look at the subordinates who were carrying out a surprise attack in front, and looked around at the wounded who were groaning in the muddy water nearby, the friendly shells above his head whizzed by, and the follow-up fresh army drove up from behind, and in the heavy rain, the horses and artillery carriages were vaguely arguable.

"There are a lot of wounded people here, when you get to the rear, call the hygienists to come over immediately!"

Then he ordered another soldier.

"You stay here and take care of the wounded!"

After saying these words, he stood there motionless, looking at the bodies of several of his subordinates lying in a pool of blood, and finally gave a salute, and then ran to the front line with the muddy water on the hard field......

That night, friendly troops broke through the British lines and occupied the small city, and then the soldiers went about lighting fires to roast their clothes and sleeping on the ground around the fire, which somewhat relieved the Australians who did not flee, and these soldiers did not force their homes or harm them, but crowded into public buildings such as taverns, barns, and churches.

After a short rest, all the surviving soldiers in the company lined up to say goodbye to the remains of their comrades, although the battle was not fierce, but there were still three comrades killed, as the company commander Li Pingshu personally lit a fire on the pyre, more than an hour later, when the corpse completely turned into ashes, and then Li Pingshu used the ashes in the wooden box, first wrapped the urn with a white cotton cloth, and then tied it to the backpack with a rain tent, the same is true for the soldiers, fighting overseas is different from fighting at home, they can only bring the ashes of their comrades back homeWhile they were doing these jobs, some of the nearby Englishmen would look at them with amazement, and even if they couldn't understand words, they could feel the solemnity and solemnity in the air.

When night fell, they placed urns on a shelf in the barracks that served as barracks, and some people found oil and lit ever-bright lamps for their comrades according to the rules of the Chinese.

When his subordinates were resting, Li Pingshu took out his diary and recorded the events of the past two days in his diary.

"On the 26th and 27th of September, the rain began a general attack on Paz on the 26th, and by noon on the 21st, the fierce battle lasted for 24 hours, and five members of the company were killed. I don't know how to write a letter to comfort the parents of the deceased......"

As an officer, Li Pingshu knew that it was his duty to write letters to comfort the parents of the deceased, but he was in a bad mood and could not write them, so he could only put all this down temporarily, but when his comrades-in-arms fell asleep, he couldn't sleep, so he lay down in front of the ever-bright lamp, picked up a brush and wrote letters to the parents of his fallen comrades-in-arms on the battlefield.

Each letter was written in sincere language, and the content was quite moving, but according to the requirements of writing a letter of consolation, he could not tell their family members in the letter, what happened to their son or husband on the battlefield, but only told them in general words that their son or husband was heroic when he died in battle, and told them that their son or husband was worthy of the honor of the soldiers, and that the army was proud of them. But it can be a relief for those who have lost loved ones.

By the time the three letters were written, it was dark again, and as the trumpets sounded, the warriors awoke from their slumber and, after a light breakfast, marched again toward their goal, with a friendly unit continuing toward the capital of the Victorian colony, with Li Pingshu's infantry regiment serving as its follow-up.

The sky was cloudy and rainy, the ground was muddy, and there was a great procession of infantry, horses with cannons, and wagons with baggage, two kilometers long, and many horses in the procession, all of which were requisitioned locally.

Compared with South Australia, in the Victorian colony because of the increase in population, the requisition of horses is also easier, thousands of tall horses, without exception, are very suitable for the environment here, but because these horses are not military horses, in the fierce battle, the feeding time can not be punctual, and there is no adequate rest, so many of the army thin seems to be about to stand, so every night there will be some horses into the mouth of the soldiers of the delicacy, although the horse meat is very hard, but for the soldiers in the battlefield, Drinking a bowl of thick horse broth is still a rare treat.

The troops continued to advance, and there was little resistance along the way, and on the way to the capital of the Victorian colony, except for some resistance from the civilian population, there were hardly many regular troops, and one thing is for sure, now, the morale of the British in Australia has been completely defeated, which makes Li Pingshu breathe a sigh of relief.

Morale!

Morale is very important on the battlefield, and an army with a broken morale is nothing to fear, and in the combat experience of the Imperial Army, one defeated enemy after another has proved this with their collapse countless times.

"The battle here may be over soon!"

Sitting in the carriage and looking at the vast land on both sides of the road, as a Shandong native, Li Pingshu could hardly imagine that here, even the most ordinary British immigrant could own thousands of acres of land. But here, it's quite commonplace.

"No wonder Your Majesty is obsessed with colonies, if each colony has so much land, then how can there be poor people in this colony......"

Thinking of the poor people in his hometown in Shandong, those poor people had to squeeze out some places on the side of the road or even in the corner of the house to grow vegetables, in order to make a living in poverty, Li Pingshu's mood suddenly darkened, after arriving in Australia, he had witnessed the life of the people here, even the poorest people, they can eat a lot of meat and eggs every day, their life is even better than the small rich people in the countryside, this is the difference, here a little harder, you can live a life that is unimaginable in the country.

Colony......

Silently reciting these three words in his heart, Li Pingshu scanned the surroundings with a vicious gaze, he looked at the grasslands and fields on both sides of the road, and there was only one thought left in his heart at this time - we must lay down this place, so that the Chinese people can start a new life here like the people here!

That's right!

This is the duty of a soldier -- to open up territory for the country and to open up land for the people to live and work in peace and contentment with the sword in their hands......

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