Chapter 153: Night Attack

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At night, there was silence, and in order to avoid being shelled by the enemy, neither the camps of the Western Sichuan Army nor the Anglo-Indian Army were lit. April evenings in the southern foothills of the Himalayas are a little cool. Because the southwest monsoon brings a lot of water vapor from the Indian Ocean, it is too high in the southern foothills of the Himalayas, and after cooling, it turns into fog, lingering in the air, making the visibility here very low at night.

After a fierce battle during the day, most of the soldiers of the Western Sichuan Army had already fallen asleep, leaving only a few sentries to pay close attention to the enemy's situation. Inside the trenches, the soldiers of the Western Sichuan Army were wrapped in thick blankets, snuggled up to each other, and fell into a deep sleep. The fierce battle during the day makes them very tired, and only by ensuring enough sleep can they have the energy to devote themselves to the fierce battle tomorrow.

At a distance of 100 meters in front of the position of the Western Sichuan Army, the soldiers of the Ninth Brigade lit several bonfires to illuminate the nearby places and avoid possible sneak attacks by the British and Indian troops. During the daytime battle, the Anglo-Indian army suffered heavy losses, and presumably they would not give up.

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, when a person was most tired, there was a little noise in the barracks of the British and Indian troops. Many British soldiers, dressed in gray uniforms, walked out of the battalion commander, and after lining up, quietly left the barracks and secretly advanced to the position of the Western Sichuan Army on Volt Mountain. These people are none other than the Gurkha Infantry Brigade in the Anglo-Indian Army.

The commander of the Gurkha Infantry Brigade Leo? Jones prepared to let his soldiers strike tonight and break through the defense line of the Western Sichuan Army. For night battles, his Gurkha infantry brigade was very adept. He also believed that his soldiers would be able to complete the mission.

"Parley, you lead your men to attack first, and the large army will follow you. After getting rid of the sentinels of the Western Sichuan Army, we will launch a full-scale attack. Be sure to win! "The commander of the Gurkha Infantry Brigade, Leo? Jones said to a short soldier who was only a little more than one meter six tall.

"Yes, Brigadier General!" Parley replied. He was a Gurkha, one of the few officers among the Gurkhas, and although he was only a company commander, he was already very remarkable for the Gurkhas, who were generally only soldiers. The Gurkha are generally not tall, with an average height of less than 1.6 meters, but their short bodies hide strong explosive power and are more flexible, and they are natural soldiers.

Soon, Parley set out with his hundreds of meters of soldiers, who carried no heavy weapons, only rifles, and their characteristic Gurkha sabers. The Gurkha British soldiers kept a Gurkha scimitar. This knife is very sharp with a special process. And in line with the principle of ergonomics, the front of the blade is bent downward, so that when people swing the knife, all gravity is concentrated on the blade. The Gurkha practiced swordsmanship as a teenager, and the rite of passage was to cut off the head of a cow with a scimitar. If you can't cut it, you will be laughed at. They needed the feeling of cutting off the heads of their enemies with their sabers more than they needed to use firearms.

Parley led his soldiers and quietly groped their way through the darkness. The fog gave them the best cover, allowing them to secretly advance to the front of the position of the Western Sichuan Army. Thousands of meters behind them were a large number of soldiers of the Anglo-Indian Gurkha Infantry Brigade, and regardless of whether the attack of Parley and others was effective or not, they would launch a strong attack at the first opportunity. Do your best to break through the defense line of the Western Sichuan Army. Other units in the Anglo-Indian army were also ready, because the Indian soldiers were in dire straits, so Henry? Wellesley concentrated the remaining forces of the 2nd Infantry Brigade and the 2nd Infantry Brigade, and once the Gurkha Infantry Brigade broke through the defense line of the Western Sichuan Army, these troops would be thrown into battle to completely defeat the Western Sichuan Army and fully seize the position of the Western Sichuan Army on Volt Mountain. When the time comes, they will not be far from victory.

For this battle, Henry? Wellesley was very confident that a miracle would happen tonight, and that he would not have to worry about his career being affected. On the contrary, after a big victory, he will definitely be rewarded when he returns home, and what awaits him will be promotion. If he fails, he will probably be forced to take off his military uniform as soon as he returns.

The bonfire in front of the position of the Western Sichuan Army made a crackling sound. The blazing fire lit up the surroundings. However, because of the fog, it can't illuminate too far away. The sentinels of the western Sichuan army stared intently at the front of the position, although they were also very tired and wanted to sleep after a day's battle, but their responsibilities were heavy and they could not be negligent in the slightest.

The Gurkha officer Parley, with his soldiers, carefully avoided the piles of bonfires, and then under the cover of the fog, successfully approached less than ten meters from the position of the Western Sichuan Army. Then, he stopped his advance, and in the trench in front of him, there was a sentry of the Western Sichuan Army, who was nervously observing the surroundings. However, the sentry was a little drowsy, and although he forced himself to open his eyes, it was clear that he could not hold out for long. When it's still quiet, I'm ready to close my eyes and squint.

At this time, Parley acted. He rushed out of the fog towards an agile cheetah. Ten meters away, in a flash. He jumped close to the trench of the Western Sichuan Army with one arrow step, and the Gurkha saber in his hand was cut down fiercely, and the head of the sentry of the Western Sichuan Army was cut off with one sword. The soldiers behind him, all of whom had learned from them, rushed out of the dense fog one after another, and slaughtered the sentries of the Western Sichuan Army.

"Enemy attack! Get up! The sentry of the western Sichuan army was stunned by this change and hurriedly shouted. At the same time, the rifle in the hand also fired.

"Bang!" The crisp sound of gunfire rang out far and wide in the silent night. The soldiers of the Western Sichuan Army, who were originally asleep, were immediately woken up. After that, they realized what was happening, and immediately grabbed their weapons and began to return fire.

"Rush!" The large forces of the Gurkha Infantry Brigade, as soon as they heard the gunfire, launched a rapid attack. A distance of thousands of meters, for a well-trained Gurkha soldier, it only takes more than two minutes to rush through.

"Boom!" A flare rose into the sky, and the dazzling light dispelled the dense fog, revealing all the figures of the soldiers of these Gurkha infantry brigades. The soldiers of the 9th Brigade of the Western Sichuan Army attacked the Gurkha infantry attacking the position on the one hand, and attacked the main force of the Gurkha Infantry Brigade that was charging.

"Da Da Da!" The heavy machine gun let out a low roar, and bullets cut through the fog and knocked the soldiers of the attacking Gurkha Infantry Brigade to the ground. However, more Gurkha infantry, past the corpses of their comrades, charged forward quickly.

Paley and others, who stormed the trenches of the Western Sichuan Army, also played a considerable role. The Gurkha sabers in their hands were unstoppable.

"Fire! Be sure to fight off these enemies! The commander of the Ninth Brigade, Du Qizheng, the deputy brigade commander Zhang Ruifeng, and the chief of staff, Qian Tailin, were all awakened by the battle, and they immediately issued orders.

"Boom! Rumble! "The artillery of the Western Sichuan Army began to shell, but due to the obstruction of dense fog and poor line of sight, the effect of their shelling was very limited.

Reserves were also thrown into battle, prioritizing the clearing of Gurkha infantry in the trenches. Although these Gurkha infantry were very brave, they still had to be hated under the encirclement and suppression of the superior forces of the Western Sichuan Army. However, their troops of more than 100 people caused two or three hundred casualties in the western Sichuan army.

At this time, the main force of the Gurkha Infantry Brigade had already attacked the front of the Western Sichuan Army.

Bursts of flares rose into the sky, illuminating the battlefield illuminated. Heavy machine guns, rifle gunfire rang out.

"Grenades!" The soldiers of the Gurkha Infantry Brigade had already rushed to the front, and the junior officers of the Western Sichuan Army ordered one after another.

One grenade after another was thrown, killing large numbers of Gurkha soldiers.

However, despite the best efforts of the Western Sichuan Army, they could not stop the attack of the Gurkha infantry brigade. The defense line in many sections was broken through, and the two sides fought fiercely in the trenches.

The Gurkha saber, the bayonet in the hands of the Western Sichuan Army, launched the fiercest white-knuckle battle. Every moment, soldiers are killed.

"Brigade commander, the first line of defense has been breached, and the Anglo-Indian army has already attacked in a big way, let the soldiers tear it down!" Deputy Brigade Commander Zhang Ruifeng said. The first line of defense has been breached, and the Western Sichuan Army and the British and Indian Army have been killed together, so that the Western Sichuan Army in the second line of defense has no way to open fire.

"Alas! Order the armies of the first line of defense to retreat! Du Qizheng could only sigh heavily and gave an order. He did not expect that the attack of the British and Indian troops would be so fierce, and with the help of the night attack, he tore through the first line of defense of the Ninth Brigade lightly. If they did not retreat now, the soldiers deployed in the first line of defense of the 9th Brigade would only be killed and wounded by the superior Anglo-Indian forces.

After receiving the order to retreat, the soldiers of the 9th Brigade immediately retreated, retreating along the communication trenches to the second line of defense. The soldiers of the Gurkha Infantry Brigade launched a pursuit, but the heavy machine guns deployed on the second line of defense opened fire, knocking them all to the ground.

Soon, the troops deployed by the 9th Brigade on the first line of defense were withdrawn, but only half of the original 3,000 men returned, and the rest were all sacrificed. Such a result made Du Qizheng and others very difficult to accept. However, they did not have time to blame themselves, and after taking the first line of defense, the Gurkha Infantry Brigade launched a fierce attack on the second line of defense of the Western Sichuan Army. And the Western Sichuan Army has no way to retreat. There are only two lines of defense in total, and if the second line of defense fails, the whole Volt Mountain will be lost.

PS: The third update is here!