On December 7, 1861, in Newark, west of New York, it was freezing here, and the snowflakes accompanied by strong winds slammed into people's bodies unscrupulously, making the dark blue shirts turn white.

"What the hell!"

"yes, it's cold, but we're finally home, James."

"That's right, Niko. It feels good to be home, and at the current pace of the march, we should be able to get the rebels out of New York in no time, right? ”

"Haha! God bless us to take back our homeland! ”

In such bad weather, a long line was marching, and judging by their conversations, it should have been the New York Volunteers sent back to New York by President Lincoln. Just look at their hats again, a horn plus a 6, they should be the 6th Regiment in New York.

Of course, it's not just them, there will be many more troops to follow, the troops who fought in the Battle of Manassas, and the Pennsylvania troops of Secretary of War Cameron.

Now that they've gone deep into Newark, which is just west of New York, it's too close to say, so it seems that these Union soldiers really want to retake New York, which was occupied by the rebels?

"General Wood! Are we moving too fast? ”

"General Ames, what's wrong with this?"

The soldiers were on foot, the generals were on horseback, and Colonel Alfred of the Fourteenth Regiment in Brooklyn. Wood was seriously wounded in the last battle, and he was supposed to retire, but this time it was an accident in his hometown, and the mayor of New York City was his own brother, so he couldn't sit idly by. And now, he was talking to Colonel Arms of the friendly Maine Twentieth Regiment.

"I don't have much opinion on this, but my friend General Chamberlain has some doubts about it. Hey, Joshua. Let's talk about it. "Colonel Arms is a very strict man, and he never makes false promises to anyone, and this time...... It seems that Joshua. Chamberlain's persuasiveness is still very strong.

"General Wood. I'm Joshua. Chamberlain, lieutenant colonel of the Twentieth Regiment. What I'm trying to say is, we're advancing so fast we're going to be unbelievable, could this be a trick on the part of our opponents? ”

A middle-aged blond man with a mustache was urging him to come up, and he couldn't wait to speak to Colonel Wood.

Obviously, this is Joshua. Lieutenant Colonel Chamberlain, but I heard that this guy turned out to be a teacher at the university, and he had no combat experience at all. It was only because of his academic qualifications that he was able to be appointed lieutenant colonel as soon as he entered the army. This guy hasn't even seen blood, and he still wants to command me to come out of the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses?

Thinking of this, Alfred. Wood couldn't help but feel contemptuous, and only listened to him say: "Everywhere in New York is a rabble, an army of workers, the unemployed, pickpockets, and gamblers. What combat power can they have? Maybe when they see us coming, these guys will start fighting themselves! ”

General Wood is immensely confident, and he now has 5,000 men at his disposal. And most of them are veterans who have seen blood, although they lost the battle in Manassas, but it doesn't matter. The combat effectiveness of the veterans is still very strong. As for the 20th Maine Regiment, they were urgently recruited after Manassas, when the whole country was in danger, and Lincoln had a lot of money, so let's recruit a lot.

"General Wood, I don't think our opponents will be defeated by us lightly, you must know that these guys have defeated the United States Navy before. That's the Navy. "Joshua. Chamberlain, a patriot who threw his pen into Rong, did not dare to say anything else. Academically, well. That is, in his mind, he has absolute confidence compared with these soldiers.

"No, that's the Navy, we're the Army! Besides, the Minnesota was rammed and sunk, which further illustrates that the rebels are a rabble, they just have better luck! "Alfred. Wood was already a little displeased at this point.

In fact, others can see that he has always been very rude, at least Chamberlain is a lieutenant colonel, don't you Wood even shout general?

"General Wood, please don't let this snow blind your eyes." is worthy of being a guy from a literati background.

"Say no more! General Chamberlain! Finally, Wood called out a general, but anyone could tell that Wood was already angry.

"Maybe he's right." At this time, an officer with the rank of colonel next to him spoke, who was now the commander of the Fourteenth Regiment in Brooklyn. Fowler. Because before Alfred. Wood was seriously injured, and he was supposed to retire, so naturally he had to find someone to replace him, Edward. Fowler went from lieutenant colonel to colonel, but now, everyone wants to go back to New York, so General Wood will naturally become the military commander, and the eldest brother will be the mayor of New York.

"Mr. Fowler, when have you been so timid?" General Wood's words...... It seems that they are the ones who are causing infighting, right?

"Wood, you!" Fowler is so angry.

In fact, at this time, everyone can see that the United States has just been defeated, and now it is advancing so smoothly in the fight against New York, if it can really take New York, then the credit will be too great, and the star will not be far away!

Alfred. Wood's eagerness is all too normal, but is New York so easy to beat?

"Report!" At this time, a cavalry galloped over, and the reconnaissance method at this time was basically to shoot the cavalry and let them cruise.

"Please." Wood no longer paid attention to the bystanders.

“sir！ Enemy situation found in front! ”

"Huh?" When Wood heard this, he turned to laughing, "Great! Ladies and gentlemen! It's a great time for us to make a difference! ”

……

"They're a wonderful team!"

Wearing a thick cotton jacket, Li Mengyang, who was lying in the trench, watched the opponent's movements from the binoculars.

I saw the Northern Union Army at this time, they lined up a very large release queue, before this group of people walked in unison to their formation, and then came to turn left, don't say, they are very smart.

However, Li Mengyang has to complain about his opponent 'weird', it's a snowy day, and his opponents are still in blue uniforms, okay. The pants have changed a bit, and there are many fewer people wearing red pants, but this is enough to eye-catching, right?

Take a look at your team. Although there is no way to do it in terms of military uniforms, it has to be similar to the one on the federal side. Just made some small changes, Li Mengyang was also wearing a school officer's uniform, but they were all wearing white cloaks, such a protective color made them difficult to find, and the reason why they were discovered by the opponent just now was actually Li Mengyang's intention.

Yes, Li Mengyang has seen the tactics of the US military, so he naturally wants to test whether these guys are still fighting as before. Outcome...... These guys haven't changed at all!

The most important thing is that the Democratic Revolutionary Army led by Li Mengyang is now in the trenches, yes, they dug trenches before!

Moreover, this trench was built to guard the intersection of the two railways, and the railroad to the west had long been destroyed, otherwise the Union army could easily come by car.

With its back to the railway line, then there is a great advantage in terms of supply, so ......

To be honest, Li Mengyang felt that this battle. It's so easy!

"Eastwood, why aren't these guys attacking?" Matthew is also next to Li Mengyang, and he is very belligerent right now. Because he keeps winning.

"Dream Sheep, are those guys waiting for something?" Mai Lili was standing like a guard at this time, and he and Li Mengyang were inseparable.

"Of course, they're waiting for the cannon!" Li Mengyang has long been familiar with the tactics of the US military, and he has been turning them over and over again.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for several cannons to appear in front of the revolutionary army, a total of 4. Don't be too little, that's all there is to it this year.

Bang! Bang!

It doesn't matter if there are fewer guns. You rebels don't have it yet!

Crash! Crash!

The shells smashed on the ground and splashed a lot of dirt, and it was still early winter. The ground was not too strong, but to be honest, it also made the revolutionary army who dug the trenches feel miserable.

No one has been fighting like this all these days!

Yes, digging trenches, in the eyes of the soldiers at this time, whether he is a militia or a professional soldier, must feel very strange, the same is true of the revolutionary army in New York, some of these guys have also fought, and they also participated in the Mexican-American War more than ten years ago, so many people think that our commander is crazy about this matter...... Maybe it's different.

Although there were complaints, they were not spoken, because Clint . . . Lee is really too prestigious, and now ......

Comfortable! It's so comfortable!

This shelling also shook the ground, and as for the casualties, there were no casualties at all!

"Oooo

"Clint. Long live Mr. Lee! ”

"Thank God for giving us Clint. Plum! ”

The revolutionary army lay in the trenches and kept cheering, because the artillery of this era was a very terrifying thing, and Napoleon's sweep of Europe relied on his flexible use of artillery. And the relationship between the United States and France is very good, so how can the Americans not know the power of the cannon?

"......" General Wood looked at the results of the shelling with a telescope, and he was able to see the opponents, apparently a bunch of cowards, "who turned themselves into moles!" Put on a damn white cloak again to scare people there, do you want to pretend to be a ghost? Soldiers! We're going to turn them into real ghosts! ”

It has to be said that General Wood is still a good hand at boosting morale.

"General!" But after Lieutenant Colonel Chamberlain saw such a result, his face became even more solemn.

"Attack!"

Unfortunately, no one could stop Wood's determination, and he drew his saber and pointed forward.

Knock knock, knock knock, "Let's go!" "Beep! Beep!

The long square line, neatly lined up, guided by the slogan of the snare drum and the sentry, all carried long rifles, and walked towards the opponent's trench!

"That's what it's like to fight in this year." Li Mengyang's face was full of smiles, the kind of smile that he couldn't stop, and he said to Matthew: "Sue everyone, let the opponent enter 50 meters, and then shoot." (To be continued)

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