The heavy artillery of Tiele's troops was not brought into Jinmen, and the firepower they carried was all light artillery, and the number was not large. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info But it's enough compared to the two bulky forts on the earth city. Solid shells fired from three light cannons smashed on the head of the city, but did not cause a counterattack. The method of defending the city that the Jin soldiers were accustomed to was to place their troops at the head of the city and use the city walls as cover for battle. Once the city head and city gates are breached, it often announces the end of the offensive and defensive battle.

But today, there was no expected counterattack on the city, and Sergei sneered, "These cowards must have escaped." Like the enemies we met outside the gates, they had no guts and would only flee. Infantry, attack! ”

Fearing that other troops would come to divide the profits, the Tiele soldiers did not dare to delay for too long, and the time for artillery preparation was not long, so they began to advance with infantry holding ladders, and at the same time began to blast the city gates. The attack went exceptionally smoothly, and neither the head nor the gates of the city met with strong resistance, and a company of infantry rushed directly into the city. After that, the remaining two companies of reserves also rushed in with the striker.

The Martial Arts Academy occupies a large area, and Sergei did not find anyone at the main entrance, and he was almost certain that the golden soldiers had run out. The military discipline of Tiele's troops was sloppy, but on the battlefield they were able to carry out the orders of the commander-in-chief, and with his restraint, the troops did not disconnect, but maintained four columns, advancing towards a deeper area, and then, they saw the Yellow Dragon Banner of the Golden Soldiers.

Under the banner of the Yellow Dragon, it was not like the Jin soldiers encountered in the past, who lined up in a chaotic way to shoot, on the contrary, they were greeted by a simple fortification line composed of a chest wall and a fence. Some of these fortifications were originally built during this time, and some were products that were temporarily rushed within ten minutes, and the quality was not reliable, and the construction was very simple, but there was a bunker after all.

From the very beginning, Zhao Guanhou never thought of fighting at the head of the city, the two dead cannons did not have much effect, in the city, the Jin soldiers who lacked heavy firepower would only be repeatedly bombarded by the Tiele soldiers with artillery fire, and the air damage to the living force. It was in this area that he chose the battlefield.

Sergei's troops were in a hurry to advance, all three light guns were thrown outside, and it was a simple infantry, or rifle, that entered Tucheng, without artillery support. Two two-pounder guns and one three-pounder cannon in the military academy have been pushed out, and the students of the artillery department, after an order, pulled the cannon rope at the same time, and three solid bullets whistled in the air and fell towards the Tiele army. At the same time, a gunshot was mixed with the roar of artillery fire, but no one cared at this time.

The first round of artillery fire was not very effective, only one shell hit the crowd, and it failed to form a ricochet, causing few casualties. After this round of shelling, the Tiele soldiers found that their brave company commander Sergei had unfortunately been shot and had fallen to the ground. As for when the shot was fired and who fired it, no one knows.

The quality of firearms in this era is limited, the accuracy is limited, and even if you aim at it, you don't necessarily hit. Therefore, the soldiers did not think that someone deliberately sniped their commander, but only that he was unlucky and was shot and killed in the first round of attacks. The Tiele soldiers did not collapse immediately as soon as the main general died, and the deputy company commander took the initiative to assume the command task, holding high the command knife and ordering: "Tiele boys, advance!" ”

The Tiele soldiers ran forward quickly, and at the same time pulled the bolt at the golden soldier behind the bunker, because of the protection of the bunker, the shooting effect was not good, and only scattered people were shot.

Behind the breastwork, the students of the academy nervously raised the rifles in their hands, and some of their bodies couldn't help but tremble. Although they had undergone military training, when they went to the battlefield for the first time, no matter how loud they spoke, they were a little panicked when they saw the enemy close at hand. Officer Tieler's death was a little encouragement to them, but the next battle still made them extremely nervous.

Accompanying these trainees were 100 stragglers from among the refugees, whose military discipline was corrupt and their courage was even less. But under the intimidation of the big knife of the warlord, at this time, he can only bite the bullet and carry it here. Most of these people are old soldiers, and they don't understand the drum beat and the like, if it weren't for someone watching from the side, they would have jumped up and shot first.

However, before the war, Zhao Guanhou had issued a strict order, and before the military order, he was not allowed to shoot back, otherwise he would be subject to military law. At this time, no one dared to resist the order, so he only tried to go down as much as possible and waited for the order.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, and the Tiele soldiers who rushed to the front fell in the loud noise and black smoke, and half of their legs were blown up into the air, turning their heels and falling into the distance. Several Tiele soldiers behind him were also swept down by the iron nails and iron pieces that scattered out after the explosion.

Mine.

This was the most effective preparation of the Armed Forces Academy in the preparation time of ten minutes, and a small mine array was laid in front of the position. With the explosion of the mine, Zhao Guanhou suddenly jumped up from behind the breastwork, raised his Minnie gun and fired, and the bullet accurately hit the chest of Tiele's flag bearer. The big man's body shook violently, and the double eagle flag in his hand swayed, but in the end, he tried his best to poke the flag to the ground, and the person slid weakly down the flagpole.

With Zhao Guanhou's shot, the other soldiers and students also got up one after another and began to shoot at Tie Lebing. Their platoon guns were not well prepared, they lacked cooperation with each other, and the guns were fired one after the other, and the bullet rain was not intensive. But fortunately, the distance between the two sides was relatively close, and after Tiele soldiers stepped on the mine, they fell into a brief panic, and this time the shooting still caused more than 20 casualties in Tiele, including the deputy company commander.

The Tiele soldiers, who had lost two commanders and had fallen into a minefield, finally showed a trace of panic, at this time, the artillery was reloaded, and the three guns roared again, this time shooting shotguns. In a round of shotgun attacks, Tiele again lost more than ten men, and a company suffered nearly one-third casualties, and finally retreated.

The students saw that they had successfully repelled the enemy, and the joy of victory diluted the timidity of the first battle, and many of them laughed excitedly. Zhao Guanhou scolded: "Don't be too happy, everything is ready, the Tiele people still have." Calmly, calmly load ammunition, whoever loads two shots in his own gun, I will screw out someone's head! ”

The two companies serving as reserves immediately stepped forward when they saw the retreat of the main attack company, but their attack became much more cautious at this time. Began to shoot at a rain of rifle bullets, and was in no hurry to attack. At least until the artillery fire was prepared and the mine arrays were cleared, they did not want to rush into the charge phase.

The defending troops, because of the small victory, their morale was greatly increased, and they had cover to protect themselves, and although the casualties inevitably rose in a straight line, the battle line could always be maintained.

Tukhaev was a hunter in the mountains, he had been drafted into the army for three years, and he had been hunting in the mountains for many years, and he had developed good marksmanship and excellent climbing and weight-bearing ability, and he was the best scout in the entire company. But it didn't mean much, in the eyes of the senior officers, he was just like his own comrades, a member of the gray cattle, and no one wanted to remember his name, at most call him by the nickname, Hunter.

Although he was occasionally able to catch small animals for the big people, or help a noble falcon, in exchange for a few pieces of dry black bread or hard stone-like jerky. In normal times, there is no difference from ordinary soldiers, and the same with hunger and poverty.

The only chance is to fight, kill the enemy, rob them of their belongings, enter the city, put the treasure in his arms, and strip the women of their clothes. Only then can he truly enjoy the joy of fighting.

There was a large sum of silver and hundreds of women in the castle, and all he had to do was go in it, as usual, and put a handful of silver in his pocket, and then find another woman. Reload, load, aim, shoot. A set of actions has become an instinctive reaction, and the body moves even faster than the brain thinks.

The bullet passed by his ears, but Tukhaev was not afraid, he had been through several battles, and he was no longer the recruit who was afraid to move when he heard the sound of the cannonball. He wants money, he wants women, and for all of this, he can care about nothing.

The drum beat in the rear, he knew that this was his own artillery, which was pushed in, and as long as the artillery fire was ready, he could attack. The bayonet is a hero, the bullet is a fool! As long as you rush forward with your bayonet, the enemy will fall apart.

At this time, he saw a Jin officer raise his gun from behind the breastwork, but he was not interested in aiming it. The rifled gun in his hand has been used for several years, and it has long been out of rifling, and the bullets are shot out, and there is no point in aiming. Besides, killing him will not prove that it is his own credit, so he doesn't have to spend that effort.

He just raised his gun as usual, but as soon as he put his hand on the trigger, he felt a great pain in his chest, and then he lowered his head and saw the blood flowing from his chest, and then his tall and burly body fell back uncontrollably, and his mind fell into eternal chaos.

Tieler's artillery advanced three guns, but before they could fire, the gunner and gunner were called by the rifles one after another. It was only then that Tie Le Bing realized that there were sharpshooters on the side of the Jin soldiers, suppressing their artillery fire. The two company commanders couldn't believe that there was such a good marksmanship figure on the Jin side.

The battlefield is too chaotic, and it is too difficult to find the gunman and make it clear. It was only possible to order the infantry to cover with fire, suppress the fire of the golden soldiers, and at the same time the artillery reloaded ammunition and began to bombard. Each fired three cannons at each other, and the two sides were equally skilled in artillery, but the number of Tiele soldiers was outnumbered by the defenders. Relying on the superiority of forces, several breastworks were gradually knocked down, and the infantry began to raise their bayonets and attack in column mode.

Tiele Bing has always had a glorious tradition of attaching importance to white-knuckle warfare, but compared to it, Jin Bing's white-knuckle combat record can only be said to be a mess.

Since the installation of firearms, the tactical thinking of the Jin soldiers has been hundreds of years ahead of the times, believing in the principle of only shooting and never hand-to-hand combat. In the battle of Duao Mountain that year, seven Taiping soldiers pursued and killed thousands of officers and soldiers of the Weining battalion, and the officers and soldiers fled in confusion and did not dare to fight back.

When it comes to diplomatic warfare, as long as the Tiele people raise their bayonets to charge, the Jin soldiers will inevitably flee in embarrassment. It is the officers and soldiers of Tiele, and they all believe in the white-edged charge as the only magic weapon.

The mines on the road were stepped on one after another, but Tiele relied on the number of soldiers, and under the threat of the commander, the soldiers rushed through the mine belt without regard and rushed straight into the golden formation. The front of the Jin soldiers also wavered a little, but soon, Tiele soldiers found that this time the Jin soldiers did not run away, but killed them with bayonets.

In the hot and humid weather, even if you stay still, you will sweat like rain, not to mention fighting each other with your life. Sweat mixed with blood flowed on the faces and bodies of the belligerents, and every bayonet collision consumed tremendous physical strength, and will and bravery often determined which side the balance of death was tilted in favor of more than individual skill.

The student soldiers were slightly inferior to the Tiele soldiers in terms of physical fitness, but they were not inferior in courage and courage, and even many student soldiers fell in the same situation as the Tiele soldiers. Zhao Guanhou swept with a revolver in both hands, like a trick, took out one revolver after another from his body, and shot down the Tiele people in front of him.

The two Tiele company commanders and their deputies were killed one after another, but the battlefield formed a melee, and the death of the company commander did not attract the attention of Tiele soldiers at the first time. At present, the focus of the battle between the two sides is the battle for the flag of the second company of Tiele.

The standard-bearer of this unit wanted to plant the flag on the artillery position of the Jin soldiers, but the officers and soldiers in charge of firing the artillery saw that they were killed, abandoned the artillery and raised their swords to resist, stabbed them to death, and took the company flag over. This time it stabbed the hornet's nest, and Tie Lebing valued the team flag more than life. After discovering that the company's flag had been captured, he immediately organized the troops to recapture it in a decisive charge, and the Jin soldiers also spontaneously reinforced here, and the focus of the battle between the two sides became the small area in front of the artillery position.

One of the golden soldiers grabbed the flag, but the next moment, he was stabbed through the lower abdomen with a bayonet, and he clung to the flagpole, and the tall iron soldier tried to take the flag from him, but the other golden soldier had already pounced on him.

"Kill!" In an angry shout, it turned out to be Wang Song, who was a civilian official teacher, who joined the battle group with a knife in his hand, his body was not good, and he was stabbed several times by the opponent's Tiele platoon leader, and he retreated again and again, slipped under his feet, and fell to the ground. The tall Tiele soldier raised his command knife high, and was about to be slashed down, but a sharp sound of breaking wind came, and then, the platoon commander only felt a great pain in his left eye, lost the command knife, covered his eyes and screamed, Wang Song took the opportunity to raise the knife and stab it into his lower abdomen, and then stirred it violently.

Jiang Fengzhi held a slingshot in her hand, panting violently, on either side of her, several sturdy women supported her, and other men who had taken refuge here, both young and old, also joined in with various weapons, rushing towards Tie Lebing. At this moment, a thunderclap sounded in the air, and a torrential rain poured down. (To be continued.) )