"Where is the goal of the Qing army?"

Shang Dequan, who noticed this, did not feel a trace of joy, but became even more nervous. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info this kind of intuition is the minimum qualification necessary for a middle and senior general, although Shang Dequan has never commanded a corps battle, and it can even be said that the basic command experience is extremely lacking, but he may have a natural advantage in this regard.

Perhaps because of his over-cautious relationship, he always suspected that Zuo Guigui, as a "veteran", would never fight brutally, so he did not lose his due judgment, and if he was confused by the enemy's large-scale artillery bombardment of the headquarters, he would divide his troops from Shen Danbao to strengthen the defense of Li Datun, so that he would fall into the hands of Zuo Guigui. Thus putting the entire front at risk.

"It won't be me!"

Shang Dequan, who realized this, once again raised the binoculars and looked at the Qing artillery who were raining shells at his position, but his brows were furrowed, the shelling had lasted for an hour, how many times he wanted the battalion artillery company and heavy mortar company directly under the division headquarters, especially the latter, to counterattack the Qing artillery, but he chose to be patient, because he was not sure what place the other party would choose as a breakthrough.

"Order the cavalry battalion to reinforce Heitaigou, and the second mortar company to reinforce Shendanbao!"

Lack of experience and caution against veterans made Shang Dequan not be confused by Zuo Guiquan, not only did he not transfer troops from the front line to reinforce Li Datun, but even reinforced the only cavalry company and a heavy artillery company in the divisional artillery battalion to the left flank. Stared at the Qing army opposite.

"Order the heavy mortar company to get ready! Since Zuo Guigui wants to teach us a lesson. Then let's give them a tactical lesson! ”

In the morning of the mention of tactics class. The corners of Shang Dequan's lips lifted, and a sneer appeared on his face, his so-called tactics class refers to a tactical change, in his opinion, the current Qing army is still using the tactics taught by the foreigners of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom decades ago, and that kind of tactics is no longer suitable for the development of the times.

"Reload!"

After receiving the order to prepare for battle, the rear artillery positions of the 3rd Regiment, in the four ring mortar positions, immediately got busy. At the bottom of the ring-shaped position, a thick steel pipe is slowly being shaken flat on a "turret" paved with layers of square logs, which is the most powerful artillery weapon of the new army, a 240-mm heavy mortar.

It was not even finalized until the front of the battle, and unlike ordinary mortar cartridge tail packs, its charge was divided into two steps, and at the order of the artillery squad leader, the soldiers of the artillery squad immediately flattened the gun body to about 20 degrees, and then a gunner filled a pack of propellant into the thick barrel, just like an old front-loading gun, even before loading the pack. Another gunner, too, tore open a paper tube. Pour 15 grams of fine black fire into the barrel to ensure the full combustion of the propellant pack.

Similar to ordinary mortars, the firing range is also adjusted by adjusting the specifications of the firing kit, which is divided into two sizes, one is an 800-gram kit, which can shoot heavy artillery shells to a distance of 750-1400 meters, and the other is a 1,250-gram kit, which has a range of 1100 to 2200 meters.

Although its range is far inferior to that of the battalion artillery and less than the regimental 120-mm mortar, as a divisional artillery, it has a power beyond people's expectations - artillery shells! The weight of its shells far exceeded that of any other land artillery at this time.

When the kit was loaded into the barrel, the four artillerymen at the rear of the position used steel pliers to clamp the one-meter-long shells placed in a rear trench, and the eight-meter-long shells needed to be clamped by four people with the clamps to fasten the shell body, and then carried to the muzzle with the assistance of another soldier to load the shells into the barrel. The gunners in the rear immediately turned the gun and reset, aiming again.

The firing man, who has been crouching at the tail of the gun, will be fixed to the rear of the rifle at this time, and the purpose of this rifle is to remove the barrel and butt and screw into the tail of the gun, and the purpose of the igniter is to deactivate the 15 grams of F3 black powder in the chamber with an empty cartridge. The 83-kilogram shell was fired with a starter cannon. Although the reloading process looks very complicated, resulting in a rate of fire of only one round per minute, its power can make up for the lack of rate of fire.

While the heavy mortar company was preparing for firing, in the rear of a village just a kilometer away in front of the temporarily constructed defensive line of the 4th Regiment of Shendanbao, Yongshan, the commander of the Jizi Battalion Horse Team, was observing the position of the rebel army in the distance with a telescope at this time, and there was no trace of artillery on the position of the rebel army at all.

"It's really a border area of North Korea, and I can't even afford a battalion gun......"

The absence of a camp cannon means that it does not have to consider the threat of flowering grenades at all, compared to foreign guns, foreign artillery flowering shells are the biggest threat.

"Brothers, get on the horse, the guys, don't let the Shengzi Battalion steal the first credit!"

When the Shengzi battalion horse team began to operate foreign guns, big knives, Yongshan shouted, in the Jizi camp, Yongshan is not a person, but because his father Fu Minga is the former Jilin general, although he has long since died, but in the Jizi camp, he is more cared for, although he is a banner man, but he is a serious Han people, he is the descendant of the famous Yuan Chonghuan at the end of the Ming Dynasty.

Although he is the son of an official eunuch, Yongshan, who was indeed born in a general, does not have the habits of ordinary children of eunuchs, but is like an ordinary soldier, fighting with the officers and soldiers in the battalion, and for Yongshan, it is his wish to be promoted by military merit like his father, but deep in his heart, protecting the country of the Qing Dynasty is fundamental.

At this time, the sound of guns and cannons in front has already been heard, General Nie has ordered the artillery team to shell the position of the opposing army, and the infantry team has also begun to attack, and the infantry team has attacked, so how long will the horse team take?

"Brothers, the imperial court has been paying and raising soldiers for many years, and now is the time to serve the court and the emperor!"

Drawing out a short spear and shouting to serve the imperial court Yongshan, his legs clamped the horse's body violently, and gently pulled the reins to lead the horse to the front of the village, the inferior Mongolian horse panted, under the reins of the riders, from time to time with the horse's hooves to kick the land, and in front of them, the brigade of Yijun infantry had already stepped on the foreign drum to launch a charge towards the position of the rebel army.

"Prepare ......"

When the Qing army attacked, Tanaka Yu, who was guarding the forward position, left the battalion command post and shouted loudly like an ordinary company and platoon commander, and in the trench, the infantry with guns would completely ignore the continuous artillery shells, but just according to the commander's order, aiming ahead, just when the Qing army was getting closer and closer, suddenly all the company platoon voices burst out with an angry roar.

"Put!"

Although the new army did not have machine guns, it did not mean that its firepower was weak, especially since the soldiers of the new army had also received strict training in salvo fire in tactical training, and the power of thousands and hundreds of rifles firing at the same time was even as powerful as machine guns, and the speed of fire of the Han-style rifle fed by a ten-round magazine was far from being comparable to the single shot or eight-shot rifle used by the Qing army.

"Loaded ......"

At this time, Tanaka Yu, as the battalion commander, did not even need to give another command, after the first round of salvo, the soldiers in the trench immediately followed the training to aim at the gun, and at the same time continued to shoot, unlike ordinary firing, all the soldiers in accordance with the requirements of rapid fire tactics, with the big finger and index finger to press the bolt handle, between the pull and push of the bolt with the middle finger to pull the trigger, so as to maximize the rate of fire, in just ten seconds, hurriedly fired ten bullets.

Bullets and grenade projectiles kept passing by, sometimes screaming, and in the screams, Yu Qiancheng kept screaming.

"Hold on, play up, play up...... According to the gun......"

In rapid fire, it only takes ten seconds to fire ten bullets, and ten seconds is enough for the enemy to capture nearly 100 meters, which means that they only have a total of only three rounds of salvo shots, and whether the three rounds of salvo can crush the enemy is completely up to luck, and the most important thing is that their formation can not be chaotic, as a platoon commander Yu Qian, he naturally needs to constantly urge the soldiers to maintain formation under the rain of bullets.

However, compared with the officers and soldiers of Yu Qiancheng and the Fourth Regiment in the trenches, the Qing army that had just launched a charge with the sound of drums was really in the rain of bullets, and they could not extricate themselves.

Rifle bullets flying straight in front of you are even more threatening than grenades, after all, shrapnel shells will be affected by the timing of the fuse, distance, altitude, etc., so that half of the shells cannot pose a threat to the attacking troops, and the bullets flying from the rear of the trench are flying straight at them.

If it was in the past, this was just a piece of the ground, and if you closed your eyes and rushed over, at most hundreds of people would have been killed or wounded, but now this Yi soldier who kept speeding up his pace with the sound of drums realized that it was different from the usual. The dense bullets were like a storm, trying to blow them completely to the ground.

"Steady"

"Stabilize ......"

The sentinels, with swords in their left hands and revolvers in their right hands, followed the column forward, shouting loudly to the fearful soldiers to stabilize the formation, and the purpose of the foreign exercises was to stabilize the formation, while in the flanks and rear, the infantry kept firing at the positions of the rebels to cover the attack of the three battalions of infantry, and the three battalions of infantry would be like sampans in a frenzy, struggling in the rain of bullets, screaming and shouting crisp and rapid gunfire echoing in the early morning wilderness.

"Bring the horses!"

Seeing that the elite of the Yi army led by him was about to be defeated before he could meet the enemy, Ma Yukun roared loudly,

"Sons, rush with Lao Tzu, don't let Fengjun look down on our Yijun......"

After that roar, Ma Yukun, who had already jumped on the Yanmar, slashed the back of the knife in his right hand and slashed at the horse, and the high-headed Yanma neighed and rushed towards the position of the Fourth Regiment in the lead, while behind Ma Yukun was followed by more than 200 cavalrymen...... (To be continued.) )

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