Major General White was bold and careful, and did not have as many scruples as Abt. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He didn't want to hide his strength at all, and in the first attack, he took out three battalions of troops and decided to attack the defenders from three directions at the same time. General White's attack was not divided into primary and secondary directions, and he wanted to crush the Chinese army in front of him with absolute strength.

At the beginning of the British attack, the momentum was quite strong, and the continuous shelling for more than ten minutes set off a series of explosions, and the fire and smoke instantly obscured people's vision. The artillery of the Eighth Regiment wanted to counterattack, but was stopped by Huang Yuying, at this time he didn't want to use artillery, you must know that he was fighting alone, and now artillery shells are also very scarce.

Guarding the front-line area in the south of the city was a battalion and a company, and the company commander Qian Xinjie lay in the trench like all the soldiers and soldiers. There is a single anti-artillery hole every few meters in the trench, this kind of anti-artillery hole is not just to dig a hole, according to the military teaching materials of the southwest army, the anti-artillery hole is to have a little arc surface, and the top is tamped with thick soil, this kind of anti-artillery hole is still very safe to hide in unless the shell hits directly.

As soon as the sound of artillery stopped, the soldiers of a company quickly got out of the anti-artillery hole and ran into the battle position, and there was a crackling sound of bolt pulling on the position, Qian Xinjie lay near a machine gun to observe the enemy situation, and hundreds of British troops came out from about 500 meters away, and walked towards their own position under the command of the officer, although the speed was not fast, but the momentum was different.

The offensive formation used by the British army was the multi-lane skirmish formation commonly adopted by the infantry of the European powers during this period. The skirmish line is usually based on the company as a unit, the squad is lined up in a straight formation, the interval between individual soldiers is 2-3 meters, and a number of companies and battalion-level units form a plurality of skirmish lines.

"Why do you climb so slowly like a turtle?" Qian Xinjie looked at the appearance of the British army, and couldn't help but scold: "All firepower points are well hidden, don't fire easily." ”

"Herald, get the snipers ready to take out the enemy officers and machine guns." Qian Xinjie excitedly stared at the enemy who was getting closer and closer.

200 meters, 150 meters, 100 meters...

White was very excited, and the attacking troops were getting closer and closer to the enemy, and the Chinese troops never fired.

"Looks like they've been scared." White shrugged his shoulders and said disdainfully to Brigadier General Brentz who was standing next to him. As a rule of thumb, no shots were fired at this distance, and the defenders had generally fled. Of course, in the mind of the major general, these yellow-skinned pigs with pigtails clearly belong to such a role.

"It's all commanded by Your Excellency the General." Brigadier Brentz sent a small sycophant. Obviously, flattery is not just spoken by Chinese.

It's just that before his words fell, there was a sudden burst of gunfire on the opposite position. Under the fierce strafing of machine guns, the British troops in front fell as if they were cutting wheat, and the stunned British soldiers, except for a few who could lie down and continue to shoot back, more panicked and began to roar and scurry around in front of the position.

"Attack, rush forward! Rush up..." The British battalion commander waved his pistol and shouted at the panicked soldiers nearby, but after just two shouts, he was spotted by a company of snipers and ended his shouting with only one bullet.

The death of the battalion commander was even worse for these British soldiers who faced the rain of bullets. Then, with the death of several other company-level officers, the British army, which was unable to attack, could not stop collapsing when the lives of the Chinese army's machine guns were mercilessly harvested. The British troops, who retreated in panic, left behind the corpses on the ground, and did not stop until they retreated to 500 meters.

The first attack was defeated so easily, which made White a little confused. Looking at the rout of his own troops in the distance, and the sound of non-stop shooting from the enemy position, General White's whole face instantly turned pale. It was at this time that he began to remember what Brigadier General Ellent had said before, the Chinese army was indeed equipped with a large number of light and heavy machine guns, with very strong firepower and well-trained. He had to start reassessing the strength of the Chinese defenders in the city. It's just that White is still a little puzzled, where did the Chinese army get so many machine guns? Could it be the Germans? Yes, it must be Germans, and there are only Germans raised by these sons of bitch.

"Is this really the Chinese army?" White frowned, his tone a little confused.

The division commander asked, and a staff officer behind him immediately said: "According to the reconnaissance, it is the Eighth Regiment of the Third Division of the Chinese Army, and the commander is called Huang Yuying." ”

"It's really different from the legendary Qing braided soldiers!" White muttered thoughtfully, and then his face turned vicious: "But so what? They are like poor clowns in the face of absolute power, so let's kill these yellow-skinned monkeys raised by bitches and give them a little color. ”

White's orders were immediately spread everywhere. In the first attack, only Brent's army, which was responsible for the attack in the north of the city, fought well, because it had suffered a big loss from the Chinese army, so this attack was much more cautious, perhaps because of the shame and courage, Brent put into the attack a battalion almost into the first line. Fortunately, Zheng Junlin, the commander of the third battalion who defended this place, commanded it properly, otherwise it is still unknown who will kill the deer. Despite this, the company of the third battalion defending the first-line position can be regarded as losing more than half. As a last resort, battalion commander Zheng Junlin had to ask the regiment headquarters for help.

Seeing that the British army had retreated, after rearranging the defense and counting the casualties, Huang Yuying turned around and returned to the headquarters with a heavy face. As soon as he entered the headquarters, he saw Du Zhongqi holding a telegram in his hand to greet him, and said with an excited expression: "Commander Cai is calling, let us stay and wait for help." In the Battle of Pyinmana, our army was about to win a complete victory, and Division Commander Luo Peijin personally commanded the comrades of the 4th Division to rush to our aid. ”

Huang Yuying took the telegram and glanced at it, only to see that it read: "The victory in the battle of Pinmana is imminent, and the commander of the Fourth Division Luo is in sight, hoping to hold on to Prome." After reading it, Huang Yuying handed it to political commissar Chen Zhenhui.

"The brothers of the Fourth Division are about to capture Pimpana so soon?" Chen Zhenhui pinched the telegram, and his joy was overflowing.

Huang Yuying nodded, but his confidence was not very high, Binmana was only one hundred and eighty miles away from them, and he could arrive within three days, but today's British attack caused more than 100 casualties in their eight regiments, including a company commander, and what the eighth regiment would look like in three days, he didn't know what it would be like in three days.

"Convey the commander's telegram to every soldier to know that the brothers of the Fourth Division have gone south to reinforce us. The battle has just begun, so don't ask for reinforcements at every turn, ask for help now, so what to do next? Although the requirements of the third battalion were reasonable, Huang Yuying was still uncomfortable. Now, he must find a way to boost the confidence of his troops, and the best confidence is to tell them about the upcoming reinforcements.

Sure enough, after Cai's telegram was quickly transmitted to each company, the confidence of the officers and men was greatly boosted, and their morale soared sharply.

At the same time, the second British offensive officially began, and this time the British troops were significantly more cautious than before. It was still the old rule, when the British army entered 100 meters, the defenders' machine guns in the front company began to roar, and the enemy who had been hit advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, and after a slight retreat, they lay on the ground and fired at the officers and men of the company, and the position was in a state of stalemate for a while.

The fiercest battle took place at the position north of the city, defended by the officers and men of the Eighth Company, who had just switched guards with the disabled Ninth Company. Although the officers and men of the 8th Company fought very bravely and tenaciously under the command of Company Commander Luo Yushan, a whole battalion of British troops of the Abt Brigade, who was determined to wash away the shame, did not slow down the pace of their attack under the cover of machine guns and artillery, and still rushed violently, howling and rushing towards the position of the 8th Company.

Despite the desperate efforts of the officers and men of the Eighth Company, the British troops were getting closer and closer to the trenches.

"Get on the bayonet!" Luo Yushan shouted, then grabbed a grenade and threw it out, and the soldiers in the trench also stopped shooting and picked up their bright bayonets.

Facing the howling British army, Luo Yushan jumped out of the trench after roaring, and the four or five soldiers gathered together took the lead in rushing into the enemy group. Blocking, dodging, and stabbing, the position was constantly resounding with bursts of screams and angry scolding mixed with the different pronunciations of the soldiers on both sides. Luo Yushan and several soldiers formed a battle group, repeatedly rushed and killed on the position, and picked out more than a dozen British soldiers in a row, but the soldiers around him were also sharply reduced by three people, and his left rib was also peeled off by a British soldier's bayonet in the melee.

Seeing that the front-line position was precarious, the battalion commander Zheng Junlin hurriedly brought two platoons of soldiers to reinforce him, and the morale of the eighth company that received the reinforcements was greatly boosted and began to counterattack violently, and the British army finally could not support the tide and retreated. Zheng Junlin hurriedly counted the casualties, and got the news that almost half of the company-level officers of the eighth company in this battle had been killed or wounded, and the soldiers were barely two-thirds. Seeing this result, Zheng Junlin trembled in distress, it had not been a day before it arrived, and his battalion had already lost more than half of it, but it would take at least three days for reinforcements to arrive. The first and second line positions were only separated by more than 60 meters, and Zheng Junlin decided to abandon the first-line positions and concentrate the troops on the second-line positions.