Chapter 850: Sluggish Response
"Why don't you leave the troops behind the palace, the Wehrmacht is behind us, why doesn't anyone tell this king!" Zaitao, who was holding back his anger, stared at his subordinates behind him and asked. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Seeing that they all lowered their heads and did not speak, Zaitao continued to scold: "Don't you know that once the Wehrmacht forces reach the palace, our troops left in the city wall will not be able to withdraw back to the palace? ”
"With only the three thousand guards in the palace, how long can you hold it!"
"No matter what method you use, this king must block the national defense forces behind him here, and hold on until all the defenders of the city wall retreat to the palace!"
Now there are only about 1,000 troops with them, half of which are still Zaitao's guard battalion, and these subordinates dare not attack the idea of this guard battalion no matter how bold they are.
Therefore, they could use less than 600 remnants.
These people want morale without morale, and they want weapons without weapons. And the Wehrmacht, who followed them, was not only highly morale, but also well-equipped. With such a big gap, how can it be stopped.
Therefore, as soon as Zaitao's order was issued, more than a dozen subordinates showed desperate expressions on their faces.
Zaitao also realized at this time that his order was a bit reluctant, but he had no other way at this critical juncture.
After being ruthless, he could only insist on ordering: "Just do this, if you can't stop the Wehrmacht, you don't come back to see this king." A detachment of the guard battalion remained, and the others retreated with me to the palace to set up defenses. ”
As soon as Zaitao left, the hundreds of people who remained, except for the guards, everyone looked desperate.
The highest-ranking co-commander immediately deployed troops to block the Wehrmacht, relying on buildings on both sides of the street.
As for the guards left behind by Zaitao, they were ostensibly under his command, but in fact they were spying on them. Without thinking about it, the Commander placed them at the back of the line.
"Shoot, stop the Wehrmacht, or we'll all die!" A Praetorian officer yelled at dozens of his subordinates around him.
A string of gunfire rang out, and the 11th Division rushed to the front, and more than a dozen soldiers fell in response.
The soldiers who followed him either lay on the ground or hid in houses on both sides of the street, and then counterattacked with rifles and light machine guns.
"Quick, carry a few heavy machine guns, there are not many forbidden soldiers, heavy machine guns are powerful, and the firepower is fierce, use them for fire cover, and you can rush over with one attack!" The commander of a leading company in front immediately reacted and ordered.
Gao Jun, who rushed to the direction of the palace with the troops, suddenly heard the gunshots, he was stunned for a moment, and then said with a mocking face: "The reaction speed of the forbidden army is too slow, and now I know that it is too late to stop us!" ”
"Order the forward battalion to break through the forbidden army in ten minutes, kill outside the palace, and surround the palace."
At this time, the three heavy machine guns had been put in the forefront by the commander of the forward company, and as soon as the heavy machine guns and five or six light machine guns were fired, more than a dozen forbidden soldiers who could not evade were killed on the spot.
The remaining forbidden troops who are still alive can only hide behind bunkers and obstacles, as soon as they show their heads, they will immediately attract a string of bullets, and the forwards seized the opportunity, immediately rushed forward more than ten meters, and then smashed dozens of grenades into the street where the forbidden army was hiding.
After the grenade exploded amid the screams of the forbidden army, the forward company continued to rush forward under the cover of gunsmoke. Still throwing grenades in front of you while rushing.
The forbidden army, which had lost a lot of people, immediately realized that if they were so happy to defend it, hundreds of people would be exhausted in five minutes.
At this time, the desperate Janissaries also thought of grenades.
Regardless of whether the forward company rushed to the range of the grenade or not, it smashed the grenade at the street that was already covered in gunsmoke.
Even if the grenades did not kill a few IDF, the explosion of so many grenades would have created a network of grenade fragments in the path of the IDF to block the IDF attack.
At this time, the commander of the forward battalion who received Gao Jun's order also rushed over, and when he saw that the attacking troops were blocked by the forbidden army with grenades, he frowned, and immediately ordered: "Set up all the mortars in the battalion and bombard them with artillery, there are not many forbidden soldiers, and they will definitely not be able to withstand our bombardment!" ”
After six mortars were fired, the last means of the Janissaries was also dismantled by the Wehrmacht.
What's more, in round after round of explosions, the limited number of troops is being consumed at a very rapid rate.
In less than ten minutes, hundreds of forbidden troops collapsed under the sharp attack of the forward battalion.
As for the guards left behind by Zaitao, the hundreds of people in front couldn't stop them, let alone them.
Therefore, the more than 100 guards did not hesitate and retreated directly in the direction of the palace.
Less than half an hour after Zaitao entered the palace, the passage for the defenders of the city wall to retreat to the palace was blocked by the 11th Division.
Facing the forbidden army that bumped into his muzzle, Gao Jun was not polite at all.
Leave a main regiment as a battalion and company to block and destroy them.
As for himself, with the remaining two regiments, without rest, decisively launched an attack on the palace.
At this time, in addition to the 3,000 guards who were originally left behind in the palace, Zaitao only brought in less than 1,000 people, and the rest of the forbidden troops were all blocked outside the palace and could not enter at all. Therefore, the palace of Noda had less than 4,000 defenders, just enough to be assigned to the city walls for defense.
"Division commander, the walls of the palace are too high, and it is the last line of defense of the forbidden army, and the forbidden army will definitely defend desperately. I fear that the assault will bring a lot of casualties to the troops! Looking at the walls of the Imperial Palace, which were no lower than the outer city walls in front of him, the chief of staff reminded with a worried expression.
Gao Jun agreed with a serious face: "The casualties are certain. ”
"I also know that the guards defending the palace are all the sons of Manchu nobles who are loyal to the imperial court, and they will fight to the death with us for their own future and status, so casualties in this attack are inevitable."
Speaking of this, Gao Jun's words suddenly changed and he continued: "Of course, we also have our own advantages, as long as we make good use of our own advantages, we will definitely be able to minimize casualties." ”
"Order the artillery, concentrate all the mortars and fire at the head of the city. Hit the head of the city for two minutes, and the defenders attacked with rapid artillery fire. Now that they are all concentrated on the city walls, they will definitely be able to achieve great results. ”
The total number of mortars in the division is sixty, and coupled with the fast rate of fire of the mortars, several shells can be fired in the blink of an eye.
When the defenders at the head of the city, including Zaitao, reacted from the rapid artillery fire at the first time, and then prepared to retreat behind the city wall to avoid the artillery fire, more than 60 mortars had already smashed nearly 200 shells on the city.
In the violent explosion, the 4,000 defenders finally withdrew less than 3,500 men.
At this time, Zaitao had a gloomy face, and subconsciously ordered the artillery to counterattack. However, before the order could be issued, he realized that the artillery equipped by the defenders of the capital had either been destroyed in battle or had been abandoned in the outer city.
There are less than ten mortars left in hand, and even if they are fired immediately, they will not have any effect.
Zaitao could only hold back his grievances and anger in his heart, and then with a gloomy face, he prayed with the other subordinates around him that the overhead shelling would end soon. (To be continued.) )