Chapter Ninety-Five: The Fishing Village
The loud sound of the Hongyi cannon broke the silence of the early morning. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Deng Siniu, a soldier of the detachment directly under the 1,000th Corps of the Gangfeng Battalion, like other comrades-in-arms, was quietly lying behind a bunker dug on the spot. As far as his eye could see, the riverside fishing village in the distance, on a small piece of high ground, was constantly hit by shells. Debris mixed with dirt splashed into the sky and fell one after another, and the outline of the village gradually blurred with smoke and dust, but the exclamations or screams from inside were still clearly audible.
This was the third attack launched by Huguang Town against the besieging Qing army after arriving on the outskirts of Nanchang City. After the first two trials, both sides have a better grasp of the details of each other, and today's battle will begin to gradually devote themselves to the fullest. Although the battle curtain has just been opened, the tense atmosphere on the battlefield is already a little breathless.
In order to prevent the Jin Shenghuan army in the city from breaking through and the Ming army from other places from coming to help, the Qing army built a complete set of iron barrel-like defense system on the periphery of Nanchang City. If Huguang Town, which came from afar, wants to complete the siege, it is necessary to poke a few holes in this iron barrel.
Judging from the results of the first two attempts, it is not advisable to blindly attack, and even if you can open the passage to the city by brute force alone, it will definitely take a long time. In order to open up the situation as soon as possible, Pang Yue set the overall policy of attacking from the east to the west. That is, the main force continued to put pressure on the main force of the Qing army on the middle and east roads, and at the same time invested the elite to launch a surprise attack on the west road. Once the situation is opened up on the west road, and a series of strategic points on the east bank of the Ganjiang River are mastered, the threat can be lifted along the waterway of the Ganjiang River approaching Nanchang City, and the whole game of chess can be revitalized along the river.
On West Road, this riverside fishing village is particularly important. The soldiers and horses stationed here set up cannons, which can not only hold the waterway of the Ganjiang River, but also play a great role in deterring the surrounding land enemies. Tan Tai and Heluohui, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, naturally did not turn a blind eye to this strategic point, and soon occupied this fishing village after besieging Nanchang. The villagers who did not have time to flee were all slaughtered in the name of "rebellion".
This fishing village has been one of the main sources of various aquatic products in Nanchang for many years, so the scale is not small. Tan Tai stationed more than 3,000 soldiers and horses around here, including more than 1,000 soldiers of the Eight Banners, mainly from the two blue flags, and was also equipped with more than a dozen cannons and other types of firearms, all under the command of the left wing of the Blue Banner Manchuria, Mel Zhangjing Sha Erhuda.
With the order from the Central Military Department, the artillery of the Agni Battalion and the rest of the battalions in Huguang Town opened fire one after another. The long front was filled with gunsmoke, and the curtain of battle was officially opened.
As one of the two oldest infantry battalions in Huguang Town, the Gangfeng Battalion naturally got the heavy task of acting as a sharp knife to carry out an assault on the western road.
"What's our camp number? Steel Edge! It is the sharpest blade on the steel knife, and it was born to poke it into the heart of the Tartar! ......”
The supervisor's mobilization before the war made Deng Siniu's blood boil when he heard it, and it still echoes in his ears today. Like most of his comrades-in-arms who enlisted in the army at the same time, his initial motivation for joining the army was relatively simple or ignorant, just to make his family's life better, so he came to Huguang Town's preferential treatment of soldiers. But as the supervisor said, the army is a place for training masters, as long as you are a leader, you can burst out with full blood after staying here for a while. Deng Siniu did it, and more than a year of military camp life made him reborn, from a simple and simple rural youth to a qualified soldier. Although the current battlefield atmosphere also made him feel a little nervous, more often than not, it was constantly stimulating the kind of blood in his body that belonged to men.
As a key point in the assault on the western road, the fishing village was taken care of by the large-caliber Hongyi artillery of the Agni Battalion. After several waves of shells from the rear fell into the village, the artillery division of the Gangfeng Battalion and the artillery of the 1,000 corps and divisions also drove the horse-drawn artillery carriages to the preset position, set up their guns and shelled the fishing village.
The echo of the smoke and loud noise had not yet dissipated, and the six-pounder guns in the artillery division and the artillery in the headquarters of the thousand regiments immediately let out a roar. In the enlarged smoke, large clumps of blood could occasionally be seen blooming.
After receiving the first wave of shells, the Qing army's batteries in the village had already begun to return fire. Their artillery was also copied from the Hongyi cannon, but due to the different materials and manufacturing processes, the barrel was more likely to heat up, and the rate of fire was much slower. In addition, because of the first hit, the gunner's vision was much blocked by the lingering smoke and dust, and the accuracy was inevitably affected. Although there were some casualties for Gangfeng, it did not affect the overall situation.
"Haha, I didn't expect feng shui to take turns, and we also have times when we are rich people." Where the headquarters of the Gangfeng Battalion is located, Lu Qiwu touched the beard on his chin and said to himself with a smile.
A few years ago, he didn't dare to imagine that he could be as "wealthy" as he is today, and that artillery could crush the gunners of the Qing army to the point that they couldn't lift their heads.
At the same time, the sound of artillery in the east gradually subsided, and bursts of tidal shouts were heard in the distance.
Lu Qiwu's expression moved slightly, and he passed a few orders, and then withdrew his gaze from the front and cast it on a tall figure dangling beside him.
I saw that the man was more than eight feet tall, his body was as black as ink, strong as a bear, and he was bulging under a shiny iron armor, and he didn't know how many layers there were inside, and the thick-backed short knife and short axe on his waist glowed with a cold light that made people's hearts chill. With such an iron outfit, others may feel unbearable when they look at it, but this "black bear" seems to have just memorized a few pieces of paper, and is still practicing the switchback run with full energy.
"Bo Baihu!" Lu Qiwu shouted.
"Here!" The "black bear" who was running back and forth reflexively stopped his steps, stood in front of Lu Qiwu and said loudly, "Report to Mr. General, the captain of the King Kong Commando Team in Huguang Town, Baihu Boer is waiting for your instructions!" ”
This Bolt is the long-distance runner Bolt that Pang Yue met on Hong Kong Island at the beginning. At that time, after the more than 100 black soldiers who fled from Macao to Hong Kong Island joined Huguang Town, Pang Yue organized them into a separate bureau-sized commando team and named it the King Kong Commando, with Poert and Rui, who were more proficient in Chinese, as the captain and deputy captain respectively, and awarded the military ranks of Baihu and Deputy Baihu.
At first, Boult and Rui did not know what the hundred households and deputy hundred households were, but when they later learned that they were the equivalent of captains and lieutenants in the Portuguese army, they were extremely excited. In addition, he is usually well treated, so he works extra hard in training, and his desire to fight is also very strong. This time, Pang Yue assigned them to the Gangfeng Battalion as a surprise soldier at a critical moment.
"The battle hasn't started yet, you don't keep running blindly like this, lest you lose your physical strength when you really fight for a while." Lu Qiwu said helplessly.
"Yes!" Boer said loudly.
"Are you and your soldiers ready? I could send you up at any time today, either in the morning or in the afternoon. Once on the battlefield, you have to go all out. Otherwise, even if you are Wufan soldiers, the military law of Huguang Town will not be open. ”
"Of course, Mr. Counselor! We have been waiting for this day for a long time, and this is for the trust of General Pang Yue and for my own wishes! ”
"Your wish?"
"My wish is to be the first Bantu to wear the Great Blade Assault Medal!" Boert patted his empty left chest, a mouthful of white teeth made his smile look innocent.
After two quarters of an hour of suppression, the front of the 1,000th Brigade of the Steel Front Battalion, which was at the forefront, began to advance towards the fishing village. In front of the neat front of the front line, a skirmish line composed of a detachment directly under the 1,000th Corps and a bureau of the 1st Division was alternately covering the advance with the help of the terrain around them.
There was a cannon sound in the distance, and the copper cannons on the Qing army's position fired three rounds in succession, and two of them landed in the main formation of the 1,000th Corps, blooming with several blood flowers. But the gap in the front row was quickly filled by those in the back row, and the front remained intact.
In the village, the Qing army was ready for battle. Hundreds of birds in Jizhou Town, Zhili's green camp, leaned against the earthen wall that had been built in advance, forming the first line of defense, looking nervously at the advancing Ming army in the distance.
The eyes of the Zhenglanqi Han Army Gushan Ezhen and Li Yongfang's fifth son Bayan showed a little surprise. He was not surprised by the surging forward of the Ming army, but by the ghostly figures in front of the Ming army's main formation, rising and falling in the ruins in front of the village, which made people's hearts very bottomless.
In Bayan's astonished gaze, the straggler line of the Gangfeng battalion accelerated forward, using a flexible formation to avoid the direct fire of the Qing army's bronze cannons, and soon came to the first line of defense of the Qing army seventy steps away. More than fifty steps behind them was a neat formation of their own side.
As the grassroots officers blew their whistles, Deng Siniu and other comrades-in-arms quickly pulled the formation apart, leaving a channel for artillery shells for their own formations in the rear.
In battle, the skirmishers are tasked with harassing the enemy's front and covering their own front. The main formation in the rear also has the duty to support the skirmishers.
The passage was out of the way, and on the front of the 1000th Corps, the big franc machine directly under the headquarters of the 10000 Corps and the three-pounder guns directly under the headquarters of each division began to fire a salvo. The village was once again filled with smoke and dust, and debris such as dead wood and clods of earth flew everywhere. The firing of the Qing army's bronze cannons was drowned out in this new wave of rumbling cannons.
"All bayonets!" Officers on the skirmish line give verbal orders.
Deng Siniu quickly drew the bayonet from the bayonet scabbard on his right rear waist and put it on the muzzle of the flintlock pistol. This sleeve-type bayonet has a cross-section of a cross diamond, which is fixed by a shoot on the barrel and a slot on the bayonet, while at the same time not affecting flintlock shots. Due to the high requirements for process accuracy, the General Manufacturing Bureau of the Huguang Metropolitan Division has not yet achieved mass production for the time being, and has only given priority to equipping some detachments with all-musketeer formations.
Looking at the dazzling cold light on the tip of the bayonet, Deng Siniu's heart was gradually filled with a sense of steadiness.