The night soon fell, and the killing was still loud on the battlefield. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe Dadongmen Gate Pass in Guangzhou, which was still majestic during the day, has now become dilapidated, and even the urn city outside it has collapsed in two gaps under the fierce bombardment of the artillery group of the Fu Han army. The soldiers of the Fu Han Army have not yet reached the outside of the Great East Gate Urn, and the Qing army on the position outside the city is still resisting.

Zenghai used half of the flag soldiers, standard battalions and training troops in his hands, plus more than 10,000 green battalions and people's bravery, and arranged them in Baiyun Mountain in the northeast of the city, the Xiannongtan in the east of the city, the Shanchuan Altar and the first line of the East Church. The green battalion was pressed with the training army, the standard battalion was pressed against the training army, and the flag soldiers looked at the method of the standard battalion, plus they kept filling the position and cheering, you don't care how many people died in the Qing army, but they held on until the night.

Under the cover of artillery, the troops of the Fu Han Army launched several charges against the Qing positions outside the city, and the artillery of the Qing army also returned fire with all their might, and the shells drew red traces in the dark night sky, shuttling back and forth between the two sides.

Yang Zhengjie lowered his head, and ran out of the city from the gap in the urn city with one foot and one foot shallow on the gravel-like 'path', followed by a team of thousands of people's brave troops, these people are less than half of the troops under his command, but these thousand people are definitely the best equipped and most capable team under his command.

As a scholar who started as a regimental trainer and was awarded the top of the capital for his 'military exploits', Yang Zhengjie was loyal to the minister of regimental training in Guangdong, Governor Liangqing, and Yang Zhengjie was loyal to Daqingguo. Since the beginning of this year, he has sent troops to attack Hunan many times, don't look at it as just a capital division, but the big name has repeatedly appeared in the "Hunan Daily".

It was also praised as the "Three Heroes" of the South China by "Stone Drum Text" and "Yuelu Mountain" side by side with Wu Xiongguang in southern Jiangsu and Chen Jie in Zhejiang! It would be even better if Wu Xiongguang's name also had the word 'Jie' in his name.

As soon as I went out of the city, stumps and broken arms could be seen everywhere along the way, the prosperous Guancheng in the past had become a piece of rubble, the Xiannongtan in the distance had been lost, and the mountain and river altar could not withstand it, Yang Zhengjie's team had to be quickly reinforced. Before the battle started, Yang Zhengjie, so much so that the officials and Qing soldiers in the city did not expect that the Fu Han army would be so fierce in the battle, and it would be so ruthless from the beginning!

The cannonballs were smashed as if they were not money, and in less than a day, the Qing army stationed in the east of the city suffered four or five thousand casualties, and many lines of defense and positions were captured by the Fu Han army.

Guangzhou City is also surrounded by mountains on three sides and water on one side, but the east of Guangdong, that is, the location of Dongguan, there is a smooth road to connect, and the geographical location is still very significant.

The Fu Han army fought Xin'an to the north, first took Dongguan, and then attacked the city of Guangzhou.

Don't fight the west, don't fight the north, don't fight the south, only attack from the east!

The Humen line, which was heavily guarded by the Qing army, became an ornament.

Yang Zhengjie and his people have not been able to enter the Shanchuan Altar, because he has just passed through the Dongjiao Field from the edge, and a group of defeated soldiers suddenly poured out on the Shanchuan Altar position, it is the Qing army, but the Fu Han army has already defeated the defenders of the Qing army's position in the Shanchuan Altar one step ahead of Yang Zhengjie.

"Follow me, quick, quick!" Yang Zhengjie led his troops to line up the array on the right side of the line where the defeated soldiers fled, "Everyone get ready, raise your guns-"

"Aim—"

"Put-"

When the Fu Han army, which was chasing after the defeated Qing army, arrived, Yang Zhengjie didn't care whether there were still Qing troops in the firing range, and shouted and fired.

The experienced officer of the Fu Han Army immediately blew the brass whistle. Alerted by the sharp sound of the copper whistle, hundreds of pursuing soldiers of the Fu Han Army crawled to the ground in a hurry. 'Boom' guns struck them in rows over their heads. "Grenades, grenades......" shouted the officer of the Fu Han Army.

Yang Zhengjie should be glad that he is in the dark night. Otherwise, by the time the six or seven hundred people under his command were in formation, the shells of the Fu Han army would have already fallen on their heads.

It is impossible for the grenade explosions not to affect Yang Zhengjie's platoon of guns, and it is dark night, and the loading speed of bullets is already slow. There were only a few hundred people in the Fu Han army that attacked, and I don't know if there were other troops hidden in the dark night, except for the Qing army on the opposite side. Taking advantage of the grenade explosion, the command troops retreated.

All the Fu Han troops felt that this battle was in their hands, and their adventurous spirit was a little weaker. As the last soldier of the Fu Han Army retreated to the mountain and river altar, the dense cannonballs fell again. They really don't leave anyone a chance to breathe.

The fierce battle of this day was fought until half past two in the night, and when the Qing soldiers were lying in the trenches of Dongjiaochang with their breath in their heads, the entire eastern city of Guangzhou could not see the appearance of the past at all, and blood and corpses were lying all over their sight.

After the big east gate, not far from the inside is Yu Mountain, next to it is Fanshan again, Guangzhou ancient name 'Panyu' is how it came.

At this moment, there is a people's house at the foot of Yu Mountain, and there is no one here anymore. Hundreds of wounded Qing soldiers who had been withdrawn from the front were concentrated here. The doctors inside and outside Guangzhou who were arrested and brought in by Zhuangding were nervously bandaging them. At the same time, outside the city of Guangzhou, the young men who fought in Guangzhou used stretchers to pack up the bodies of the dead Qing soldiers and civilians, and these bodies were all sent to Baiyun Mountain.

The young faces with their eyes closed forever, and the corpses with their limbs blown off and burned black, made everyone from them grit their teeth.

At the foot of Yu Mountain, a man whose thigh was torn open by shrapnel was wailing in pain, and the doctor next to him probably knew that Jin Chuangyao couldn't stop the bleeding, so he pressed the soldier to death, and pressed a red-hot soldering iron directly on the wound.

The pungent smell of "Zila......" spreads in the air,

Accompanied by the chilling sound, there was the screams of the wounded soldiers, which were more than ten times more terrible. The pain was so great that he fainted. The doctor quickly sprinkled white hemostatic powder on the scalded wound and wrapped it in a bandage, and that was the end of it. As for whether the wounded soldier himself can really live to be famous, it depends on whether he can survive it.

Another morning, Yang Zhengzhuo appeared on the front line of the East Church, and his face was very ugly. Because he feels like cannon fodder.

The word 'cannon fodder' came from the north. It was the first thing that the Fu Han Army said, but it vividly interpreted the current status of Yang Zhengjie's department. They are cannon fodder, a group of scum who come to consume the guns and shells of the Han army.

Compared with the previous Xiannong Altar and Shanchuan Altar, the defense strength of the East Sect Field is weaker, not to mention the comparison with Baiyun Mountain in the northeast. However, the Fu Han army did not attack Baiyun Mountain at all, anyway, there was enough space for Chen Ming to deploy troops in the east of Guangzhou, and the large army would just go straight to the Great East Gate, so as not to hit Baiyun Mountain.

What appeared in front of Yang Zhengjie's eyes was a hellish picture, the entire Dongjiao Field's houses and surrounding residential houses had completely collapsed, and there was no intact house in sight, there were broken bricks and rotten wood that had been blown open by shells, large and small deep and shallow craters, as well as uncleaned stumps and dried blood stains on the ground, which abounded.

And the deputy capital commander Wood, who led the troops to guard the East Church Field for a day and a night, Yang Zhengjie almost didn't dare to recognize him after looking at others. This man with a face full of gunsmoke, wrinkled and dirty clothes, and a sour smell all over his body, could it be Lord Wood?

Of course, the meals of the Qing troops on the front line were super good.

There was fish, chicken, duck, pork, officers, beef and mutton......

In order to reward the soldiers on the front line, Zenghai definitely made a bloody effort. The portion is sufficient, and everyone just eats with their bellies open, and there is no reason why it is not enough. In addition to the lack of wine, such a sumptuous meal can already catch up with the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner of the Qing army in Guangzhou.

And in the camp of the Fu Han army opposite the city of Guangzhou. In a military tent, a teacher with the rank of sergeant is hunched on his desk writing a letter. The tasteless tea brewed in the iron tea jar on the side can also explain a little bit of the fact that the sergeant officer has not slept all night.

Yesterday, the Qing army suffered heavy casualties, and the Fu Han army also paid some casualties. Leaving aside the wounded for the time being, the family members of the fallen officers and soldiers will receive a letter from the unit to which the relatives who died in the field belonged.

Soldiers' comfort letters are all in a uniform format, printed, and only need to fill in the name and unit structure, as well as the time when the letter was written. Officers, no matter how big or small, must write in person.

The sergeant was writing a letter to the family of a fallen officer, and although it was a very contrived expression, the sergeant who wrote the letter looked solemn. This kind of exaggerated 'tricks' that outsiders seem to have, but as a soldier, they will only think that they are solemn and solemn, and will never think that they are false and ridiculous.

This is Chen Han's recognition and respect for soldiers.

A thick stack of letters was taken to the logistics unit, and the sergeant hastily ate breakfast and went back to the tent. Their battalion, which fought for a day yesterday, will not have to go to the battlefield today. The attack of the Fu Han army was still the same as yesterday's old routine, and the artillery bombardment began at six o'clock, indiscriminately covering fire, and after a full hour of shelling, a regiment of attacking troops launched an attack on the Dongjiaochang.

Rewind the clock an hour ago. At six o'clock in the morning, the sky in Guangzhou in September had just dawned.

Lieutenant Colonel David Osmant, a senior officer of the British East India Company, walked out of his lodging room rubbing his sore and swollen eyes.

It was terrible, last night's sleep was terrible. The sound of gunfire and artillery continued, and the Fu Han army was constantly harassing the Qing army throughout the night.

There were no large-scale offensives, replaced by occasional shelling and hunting by hunters hiding in the dark. This kind of harassment was shameless and dishonoring, but it was also extremely demoralizing, so that the Qing army had to brace themselves to deal with it.

David Osmant is no stranger to this mode of warfare. The sniper class is like a rifle shooter in the British Army in his eyes. As a weapon with excellent range and accuracy and extremely slow rate of fire, the rifle is best at using this shameful means to drain the opponent's morale and energy.

And, as an elite of Great Britain, David Osmant could see that the deeper part of this tactic was that the disequal combat or deterrence of the two actors would have a different impact on the harassed party.

If the Qing army is replaced by the British lobster soldiers, the enemy on the opposite side is the Fu Han army. The warriors of Great Britain's army were not afraid of them at all, and in the eyes of Great Britain, the Fu Han army was just an ordinary army, no different from the armies of other European countries.

Therefore, although the harassment of the Fu Han army will make the lobster soldiers angry, although it can consume some of their energy, it will not wear down the morale of the army in the short term. It only makes the soldier angrier, not scared and frightened.

Because the status of the two sides is equal.

But the Qing government army is different, their spirit has been greatly weakened before the war, and the combat effectiveness of the Fu Han army is indeed much better than theirs, and they have a congenital fear and vigilance for the Fu Han army. David served as a military adviser to the Qing army in Guangzhou, and he understood very well the vigilance of the Qing government army against the Han army.

In the constant harassment of the Fu Han army day and night, the government army will become irritable and angry, and after the anger has subsided, all that remains is fear and fear.

People have brains. The opponent is not weak, it is an army that is stronger than itself. I was harassed overnight, and my spirit was not as good as before, that is, I felt that my state was not as good as before, that is, my combat effectiveness was declining. In this case, isn't it even less of an opponent of the other side? Of course, the feeling of retreat will appear in the hearts of the soldiers!

And once the heart is timid, how can the army win the battle?

When the desire to retreat appears in the hearts of the soldiers, but the officers do not give the order to retreat, in the face of the constant bullets fired from invisible places in the dark night, the fear will quickly rise and increase.

This is the current Qing army soldier.

This can be seen in their indiscriminate shooting during night harassment. They have fear in their hearts!

It can also be seen from the fact that the officers of the Qing army knew that the opponent was deliberately attacking and harassing and did not dare to be negligent, and kept asking the soldiers to tense their expressions, it can also be seen that they also have fear in their hearts!

"It's really a desperate war." The psychology of fear, the psychology of retreat, in the eyes of David Osmant, is the mark of a failed army. It is the disappointment of countless soldiers in the war!

The lieutenant colonel walked to the embankment of the Pearl River, and the position to the east was clearly visible, and the sun in the middle of October in the western calendar shrouded it with a golden glow, and of course the countless soldiers on this land.

"Ah......h He didn't get a good night's sleep last night.

David Osmant was a nobleman of noble birth and lived in comfortable conditions, and although he graduated from military school in the Seven Years' War and subsequently served in Quebec, he did not suffer much. As a well-deserved elite of the Kingdom of Great Britain, David can be said to be a good practical general.

As a nobleman, as an officer, he had the right to a comfortable life. He was an honorable aristocratic officer. And not the soldiers underneath, the marching tent that smelled unbearably in the war, was not where he should be.

So, just after the yawn, the pampered David Osmant muttered, "Abominable cannon!" "It made him unable to sleep all night, and he lost energy during the day.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency! The rebel army was about to launch a new offensive against Canton, which would soon become a war zone. Mr. Robert, please return to safety immediately. Cannonballs will fall here soon! A low-ranking clerk of the East India Company shouted to him from afar.

Cannonball!? David Osmant shuddered.

He was just taking a walk, not trying to walk in the battlefield area. "Damn the Chinese, they attacked so early!"

Not only was last night's sleep ruined, but even this morning's breakfast was ruined.

David Osmant walked briskly. He had to rush to the new district of Shangguan as soon as possible, that was the safe place!

The battle lasted less than an hour, and when the Fu Han army launched a second attack, the Qing army withdrew from the city gate position and completely retreated into the city. This gave a great encouragement to the Fu Han Army!

The artillery of the Fu Han army began to bombard the entire Great East Gate like raindrops.

The merchant district of foreign merchants was originally located by the river about 200 meters away in the southwest corner of Guangzhou City, but the so-called merchant hall area was occupied by merchants from Britain, France, the Netherlands and other countries who relied on the Qing court to buy guns from them, and occupied a new piece of land in the southeast corner of Guangzhou City.

Now many reddish-brown haired and blue-eyed Europeans climb high rooftops and watch the battle outside the Great East Gate.

Whether it was the Han army or the Qing army, their performance made them feel 'broken'. Many Europeans could not accept the mode of battle of these two armies, especially on the side of the Fu Han army. Their soldiers were digging trenches, and some of them seemed to have short-handled catalpas and hammers in their hands that were specially used to dig trenches.

The Chinese trenches were wider and deeper than those in Europe, and Qing soldiers could stand in the trenches to load ammunition, and even some small cannons could be placed in the trenches. The Fu Han army also moved its own large mortar into the position, and one of the mortar cannons was particularly powerful. According to the ship's doctor who came out of Guangzhou last night, some Qing government soldiers had no scars on their appearance, but only countless small red dots on their bodies, and they died completely from the shock of the explosion of the shells, which were called 'flying thunder cannons'!

Of course, there are also some within Europeans who scoff at China's civil war. The offensive and defensive battles between the Fu Han army and the Qing army were considered by them to be a sign of cowardice. They felt that the war between the East and the West was not comparable at all, and that in the West, in Europe, platoon shooting was the right way to go.

"That's the war of the brave." And the Chinese army in front of them, "they are a bunch of marmots!" Cowardly groundhogs! (To be continued.) )