Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Confrontation of India 7

The Imperial forces on the far left had advanced to a distance of 800 meters from the British fortress, where there was a large area of dense woods, and under the cover of these woods, the Allied artillery attacked the walls of the fort. At the same time, the screams of howitzer fire could be heard in the attacked fortress.

Under the continuous bombardment of twenty eight-pounder guns, the wall finally began to breach, and then the gap continued to expand until a section of the wall collapsed to form a gap.

"Attention everyone!"

"800 meters ahead, free attack!"

Loud shouts sounded on the battlefield, and the 100 infantry towns of Wang Dayong on the left and the infantry of Gurkha and Bhutan had begun to attack the first fortress.

The Gangetic Plain is vast and wide, and from the walls of Dhaka, the land of the Ganges stretches as far as the eye can see. The fortress, which had been flooded by the crowds of Chinese infantry, could be seen so clearly that Guo Fu didn't even use a telescope, and the rifles of his current squadron* were not only long-range but also accurate. The Chinese soldiers took advantage of the weapon to dodge behind the Gurkha and Bhutanese soldiers half-kneeling on the ground and shooting the weapons in their hands, almost one shot at a time, the British troops with gaps in the wall kept falling, they shot a row of gunpowder smoke that blocked the view and almost did nothing to become the target of the Chinese, the only thing that could be waved was the artillery inside the fortress, if the first shot went down if there was no mistake in the head, the coalition soldiers crowded under the gap in the wall fell in pieces. But in addition to the problem of accuracy, the Chinese soldiers hiding behind were also very alert, as soon as the artillery began to bombard. They shouted "Lie down", and then the entire crowd of attackers was lowered, and there seemed to be a colorful blanket on the ground. Those variegated colors are the uniforms of the Gurkha and Bhutanese armies, and those green ones are the uniforms of Chinese soldiers. At this time, Guo Fu suddenly understood why the Chinese used green as a military uniform, and when the Chinese lay down, Guo Fu could hardly see people. But when the cannon fire ended, the Chinese soldiers stood up again, as if they had disappeared. Heads swelled on the ground, and they bent down and attacked the fortress again with their weapons in hand.

In Guo Fudi's telescope, an exploding flash of fire flashed. His hands couldn't help but be slightly unstable, the situation in the camera was a little bad, the grenade explosion thrown by the coalition forces was powerful, the result of each explosion was like being bombarded, the wall and the soldiers were blown up in all directions, and the British soldiers blocking the opening were either killed or wounded, and it seemed that the Chinese had occupied it for a long time.

About two hours later. The outermost fortress on the left of the British army was breached under Guo Fu's eyes, and everything inside became the trophies of the Chinese, men, weapons, ammunition, and of course, the five artillery pieces inside.

To Guo Fu's surprise, the Gurkhas and Bhutanese who had been killing prisoners of war stopped because of the Chinese's resistance. The Chinese soldiers not only did not kill the British prisoners, but also showed preferential treatment of the prisoners, and after disarming the prisoners, they sent some medical soldiers to give medicine to the wounded prisoners. In the end, the prisoner was brought to the rear, and the prisoner was not beaten or scolded during the whole process. This move made Guo Fu very uneasy, because the squadron's preferential treatment of prisoners was not only seen by him, but also by the British troops on the entire eastern city wall. Pudingcha knew that this was a signal from the Chinese to surrender to the British army, and such a move would affect the British army's determination to resist desperately.

The situation on the battlefield was very unfavorable for the British army, and the coalition forces took advantage of the situation that the British army was scattered in defense. Block the way for reinforcements from the outer fortress on the left, and then uproot the forts outside the city one by one from the outside to the inside. This method of the coalition forces made it difficult for the British to get support, so that by the afternoon the second fortress was in danger again.

"General, let us go out of the city to meet these barbarians, and let them know the strength of the Queen's army."

"We should have the courage of a soldier to confront the natives of Asia, so as not to lose the dignity of a British emperor."

The field commanders kept making field requests to Guo Fu, and they even hinted at General Guo Fu's cowardice.

This situation gives Guo Fu a bit of a headache, whether to defend or fight, the two choices are equally difficult. If it is keep. He didn't know if he could drag it out until the rainy season, if it was a war. He didn't know if the British* team, which was mainly composed of Indians, could defeat the middle * team under the city. The two sides were not far apart in numbers, and the weapons of both sides were generally equal, but the morale of the two sides was very different, the Chinese imperial coalition army was victorious, the British army lost a large area of land, the troops sent to Singapore were completely annihilated, and the Great Indian fleet suffered heavy casualties. Guo Fu still thought of a place where the British army had an advantage, that is, supplies, the ammunition of the squadron was transported from the mainland, and the land route crossed the mountains and mountains, passing thousands of miles (British = 1.6 km), but now the Chinese fleet broke the British naval suppression after the Battle of Malacca on the sea route. It is believed that soon their transport fleet will be able to transport weapons and ammunition in large quantities. In fact, Guo Fu knew that Britain had lost the war when the news of the naval defeat came, and it just depends on how much benefit the Chinese want to get.

The night in Dhaka was peaceful and quiet, the moon hung in the sky and sprinkled clear light on the earth, insects were chirping in the grass, looking out from the walls of Dhaka City, the tents of the coalition forces in the distance were shining in the dark night, and the lights were connected with the stars in the distance, making it impossible to tell which was the light and which was the starlight.

Guo Fu stood here for a long time, and he spent his whole life as a horseman, making many conquests for the benefit of the British Empire. But he never imagined that he would be approached by enemy soldiers, and that the hope of victory was so slim. In Guo Fu's eyes, the camp set up by hundreds of thousands of troops was so vast that they seemed to fill the vast Ganges Plain. Until the shadow of the undulating mountains in the distance, you can still see the lights in the barracks, and the faint dim lights gradually blend into the end of the night, and in the distance is the blue sea of stars. Such a beautiful scene made Guo Fu not interested, his heart was just heavy, and it seemed to be pressing a heavy stone.

Now Guo Fu would like to see peace. Even Britain prays for peace, because it is a doomed defeat.

The city of Dhaka was already under military control, and the streets were deserted at night, with the occasional patrolling British soldier walking in a neat step to scare away a rat or two that had come to feed. It seems that the whole city of Dhaka has fallen asleep. But there are some exceptions, and that's in the bars in the streets. Push open the crooked door. Excitement and noise are coming.

It was already full of people, and loud shouts and enthusiastic applause came from time to time, which was a cheer for the coquettish dancer when she showed her date-like skin. There are more soldiers than usual here, and they have become the biggest patrons of the bars. Maybe tomorrow will be gone, whether to go to heaven or hell is no longer a matter for these Christian soldiers, at least to make today happier. The laws of the market also come into play here. Since the British army entered Dhaka, the business of the city's bars has flourished, and the dancers in the bars have become sought-after, and the officers have often quarreled and even fought over a not very beautiful dancer.

"For the honor of the Queen, kill!"

"Long live my emperor, rush!"

The cavalry fight will eventually have to meet each other, and you will not have a moment to reload your bullets, except for some of the cavalrymen who have not been able to finish shooting, looking for an opportunity to shoot the bullets in the chamber, all of them are speeding up with their sabers lit.

This is one of the scenes on the Dhaka front, only the sword and the sword are seen, but the horse is neighing. The people in the deep dreams are now just blood-spattered battlefield souls.

The light of the knife refracted a blinding light, followed by a crisp sound that would not drag mud and water, it was the sound of limbs separating from each other, and the wounded often felt no pain, and blood flowed to the earth like a pour. The ownerless horses were running dazedly on the battlefield, losing the control of their riders, and they suddenly did not know what to do. In this murderous battlefield, they are the only ones who can ignore the battles around them. The ownerless warhorse hung its head long, munching on the bloodstained grass in the ground.

In the face of death and cruelty, war greatly tests the nerves of soldiers, and only the brave can survive here. The brutal cold weapon fight embodies the bravery of the warriors.

In China, since ancient times, there have been bold sayings that men died on the battlefield and returned with horse leather wrappers. But how easy is it to do this on the real battlefield, ants are still greedy for life, and let alone people? The reason why the army can keep the brave from moving forward. Those who are afraid do not retreat, relying on the establishment of the system, but this is just to let the soldiers obey orders. To truly make soldiers fearless of death, it is necessary to conduct long-term and meticulous and fruitful ideological education in the army. This is also the reason for the teaching system that Lin Hong established in the army after he could not buy systematic soldiers.

In addition, Lin Hong also established a military merit commendation system. The so-called military merit commendation system is stipulated in the form of law: the soldiers who die in the squadron will be given a generous pension by the state; If there is no brother in the family, the State will raise his or her parents; The children of martyrs are supported by the State. Just rushing this one, the Chinese soldiers dared to fight hard. What's more, if it is fateful, it stays. Those who have made meritorious contributions will be escorted to military academies and promoted to officers. Becoming an officer is something that these conscripts dream of. Because after the introduction of the compulsory military system, officers are not only highly paid, but also have a high social status.

The fruits of these efforts were now evident in this cavalry, and an Indian British soldier was horrified and clearly felt the bravery of the Chinese. He had already stabbed a Chinese cavalryman in the abdomen, and as he pulled his knife back, the man's intestines had fallen out. The lower body of the Chinese cavalry has been turned into a pair of red pants. To the horror of the Indian British, he saw the Chinese cavalry as if he were unaware. With one hand, he grabbed his stomach and stuffed it back, and slashed it with the other.

I saw a flash of cold light. The Indian-British soldier's hands were cut off in unison, and he shouted hoarsely, his bloody arms waving wildly, as if he had seen a devil. The other party dragged out a bandage to wrap his abdomen, and slashed at him again with a knife.

"Ah......h A cry of fear, pleading, and distress came from the mouth of the British soldier of Indian origin. The voice, though sharp and out of tune, was inconspicuous in the chaos of the battlefield, surrounded by gunshots, shouts, explosions, the clashing of weapons, the sound of horses' hooves, and the wails of horses, all of which constituted a vast battlefield symphony, and the man's cry only added a mournful note. He was slashed in the neck again, crooked his bleeding neck, and the man rode forward a few paces. It seemed that he wanted to escape from this hellish battlefield, but unfortunately he quickly fell off the horse, his heels were still stuck in the horseshoe and were dragged all the way out of the battlefield, his eyes were wide open on his bumpy head, his pupils were very open, and he seemed unwilling to leave, as if he regretted that he should not have joined the army of the British Empire for a bite to eat, but he went there to survive if he did not join the army of the British Empire, his field had been bought by British merchants, and what could he use to survive except for his life.

The position of the British army had begun to be unstable. Colonel Filin was about to send out the reserves. At this time, another army appeared in the rear. He looked at the person alertly, and Colonel Filin couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. A large contingent of green cavalry appeared in his eyes again. Colonel Filin was not slow to react, and as soon as he saw that something was wrong, he did not hesitate to break north with the reserves in the rear.

The 5,000 cavalry led by Li Xiucheng who appeared in the rear of the British army saw that a small group of British troops wanted to escape, so he sent 1,000 cavalry to chase north. At the same time, Li Xiucheng led the remaining soldiers to kill the British troops on the battlefield.

Hearing the sound of thunderous hooves behind them, the British soldiers who were fighting bloody realized that the commander behind them had fled. I don't know who shouted: "Run!" ”

For a time, the British front was in jeopardy