Chapter 268: The Battle of the Mountain Villa (2)

At first, the soldiers thought it was the shelling of the Chinese collar, and everyone quickened the pace of the charge. But the further they went, the deeper they went into the minefield, more and more mines were detonated, so that the soldiers quickly realized that something was wrong, and by the time they realized that the threat was coming from under their feet, the soldiers of the Second Janissary Army had already suffered nearly 10,000 casualties.

Soon, the soldiers of the Praetorian Guard retreated again, leaving the battlefield with broken corpses and wounded soldiers wailing and moaning in pools of blood, which greatly damaged the morale of the Janissaries. No matter how the officers drove them, they no longer dared to charge, and the angry Xiahou Huan immediately ordered the garrison to be replaced.

The army that rebelled and joined the garrison camp on Xiahou Huan's side was the second army of the garrison battalion, and the absolute descendant of Xiahoude's troops back then, when the expedition against the Monte Empire, the second army did not follow, so the strength was not lost. Since Xiahoude is a faction of the pro-Cheng family, a large number of senior officers in the Second Army have a very good impression of the Cheng family.

At that time, Xiahou Ying cut off Xiahoude's head in a fit of anger, which made the officers of the Second Army very unconvinced, even if Xiahou Qian was later sent to manage the garrison, they were not convinced. Therefore, under the instigation of the Cheng family, the second army was the first to choose betrayal, and in turn attacked the Xia family and Xiahou Qian's troops, which made the Xia family's troops outnumbered by the enemy and had to retreat.

Xia Houde was killed in the first battle that year, but Fang Xiaoyu made a fortune. Therefore, the officers of the Second Army generally believed that it was Fang Xiaoyu who made a hindrance to Xia Houde to be killed, so they had always regarded Fang Xiaoyu as an enemy of life and death, and now that they heard that Fang Xiaoyu was in the Lanting Villa opposite, they naturally all rubbed their hands and vowed to break Fang Xiaoyu's body into pieces.

Xiahou Huan gave an order, and under the cover of the Praetorian Guard's mortars and small-caliber artillery, the soldiers of the garrison battalion rushed forward with a roar. Seeing tens of thousands of people rushing over on the opposite side, Liu Mingzhao found that something was wrong, these tactical movements were skillful, morale was high, and he decided that it was not comparable to the Praetorian Guards just now, so he immediately ordered the howitzers to give up suppressing the opponent's artillery fire, but to replace them with shrapnel to suppress the charge.

Shrapnel uses an air-burst fuse, and they explode at a low altitude of one meter above the ground, sending a large number of steel balls flying out of the shell and sweeping nearby soldiers in pieces. Xiahou Huan stared at everything in front of him with wide eyes in the rear and said to himself: "I didn't expect Fang Xiaoyu to hide so many good things, no wonder the strength of the Chinese leading team is so strong." ”

The soldiers of the garrison battalion were all veterans of the garrison for many years, and they were used to licking blood from the knife edge, and they did not care about this level of artillery bombardment, and they continued to lie down and charge forward quickly. Their formation was very spread out, which greatly reduced the hit rate of the militia on the opposite side.

"Machine gun cover." Xiahou Huan, who was in the back, immediately ordered the Praetorian Guard's machine guns to cover, but when Fang Xiaoyu sold them machine guns, he didn't tell him that the nemesis of machine guns was mortars, so Xiahou Huan didn't think about the other party's mortars at all, and immediately let the machine guns support when he saw that the attack was blocked.

Although the Praetorian Guards only had one machine gun per company, in order to increase the firepower this time, Xiahou Huan brought out all the machine guns of the Praetorian Guard, and under his order, hundreds of heavy machine guns fired a dense rain of bullets.

"Open fire." With Liu Mingzhao's order, a large number of mortars of the Crazy Leopard Regiment immediately searched for their targets and bombarded. The density of mortar fire was high, and after these skilled mortars fired more than a dozen rounds of mortar shells without stopping, the heavy machine-gun positions of the Janissaries were already in mourning.

Seeing that the other party accurately destroyed his own machine gun positions one by one, Xia Houhuan was dumbfounded at that time, of course he could hear the sound of mortars, so he immediately ordered his own mortars to counter-suppress. It's a pity that Xiahou Huan didn't know how to sell him the mortars in active service, those Praetorian Guards used the so-called foreign trade version that had been reduced, not only did they not have sights, but the range was also worse.

Since the shells and bullets sold by Fang Xiaoyu are very expensive, and it is the only one that has no other branches, in the face of such expensive ammunition, the training of the Praetorian Guards can naturally be compressed, and it can be saved. Those mortars can only be regarded as mortars, how can they accurately hit mortars that do not even have sights, so these artillerymen are just shooting aimlessly at the front, at best, to embolden themselves.

The range of the mortars of the Praetorian Guard was not enough, and they could not reach the position of the Crazy Leopard Regiment at all, but the mortars of the Wild Leopard Regiment were not polite, and when they saw the other side firing artillery, they immediately began to counteract, but when Xiahou Huan found out that it was not good, his own mortars lost a large number of them.

Their own fire support is getting weaker and weaker, but the soldiers of the garrison do not care, they have been used to charging without fire cover, they have never relied on firepower, but strong will, and the soldiers of the garrison quickly rushed through the barbed wire and into the minefield.

The mines exploded one after another, but the veterans continued to charge first as if they had not seen them, and one soldier fell and followed closely behind, and then fell to follow.

Relying on the safe passage opened by the soldiers in front with flesh and blood, the soldiers behind quickly rushed to a trench three hundred meters away from the Chinese position, these soldiers jumped down in front of the trench without hesitation, but soon a scream sounded, and the soldiers who jumped down the trench stepped on the four corner nails scattered in the trench, because the momentum when jumping down was too great, many people were pierced through the instep. Without any hesitation, the latter jumped over the trench by stepping on the body of their companion as they jumped.

Seeing the soldiers of the garrison getting closer and closer, many of the mountain village militia became a little flustered. "These soldiers are still kind of interesting." Seeing this situation, Liu Mingzhao immediately ordered the light and heavy machine guns that had not been used by the Leopard Regiment to use crossfire to immediately fire at the other side.

The dense barrage of bullets halted the garrison's charge, but the Panthers' machine guns were too few to suppress the garrison, which numbered more than 40,000 men. Soon they were rushing closer.

"Throw grenades." The officers at all levels commanding in the trenches shouted, both the Leopard Regiment and the militia had prepared a lot of grenades, and when they heard the order, they immediately threw out their own grenades, and the violent explosion blew a large number of garrison soldiers to the ground, and there was a burst of confusion in the charging procession.

Seeing a rare opportunity, Liu Mingzhao gave an order, and the soldiers of the Crazy Panther Regiment first rushed forward with rifles with bayonets. Seeing that the Leopard Regiment began to charge, the militiamen also rushed forward after it, and the troops of both sides quickly fought together.

The soldiers of the Chinese Collar used rifles with bayonets, with a total length of about 1.5 meters, while the garrison battalions still used single-shot breech-loading guns, which could not be loaded with bayonets, so they generally used waist knives that they carried with them, and these waist knives were only more than half a meter long. Cold weapons pay attention to one inch long and one inch strong, and when the difference in the length of the weapon is more than half, even if the garrison camp is mostly veterans, it can only be suppressed. Fortunately, the militiamen's assassination actions were relatively unfamiliar, and the two sides could only fight evenly matched.

Seeing that there was a chance, Xiahou Huan immediately ordered the First Army of the Praetorian Guard to follow closely behind and start charging. Seeing that their troops were fighting in front of the position, the Praetorian Guards also became emboldened, and they quickly rushed forward with rifles. Seeing that the soldiers of the garrison camp were entangled with his side, and the other party's reinforcements were getting closer and closer, Liu Mingzhao was very anxious.

In a hurry, the assassination action in his hand was inevitably a little out of shape, and when the gun was withdrawn, the butt of the gun rubbed into a leather bag on his waist, Liu Mingzhao's eyes lit up, and he almost forgot his killer weapon in the dark way.

Liu Mingzhao took a step back, held his rifle across his chest and shouted, "Iron and Blood Army pistol shooting." His shout brought the warriors to their senses, and the Predator retreated slightly, hiding behind the militiamen, drawing the Beretta pistol at his waist and shooting.

The Beretta pistol of the Predator was the most suitable for close combat, and the dense shooting caught the soldiers of the garrison off guard, and they retreated one after another, and the militia fighters who pulled away from it remembered that their Type 92 rifles could also fire five rounds in a row, and they immediately pulled the bolt and fired.

A burst of indiscriminate fire knocked down the garrison, and the remaining garrison soldiers had to retreat with the Praetorian Guards, who had just rushed halfway. The 1005-mm howitzers on Train No. 2 also lost no time in intercepting the fire, killing and wounding a large number of retreating soldiers.

By the time the garrison retreated to camp, there were only 20,000 men left in addition to the wounded who were groaning on the battlefield, and the militia of Lanting Villa had suffered thousands of casualties in hand-to-hand combat. Fortunately, there were very good medical conditions in Lanting Villa, and the wounded soldiers were quickly sent off the battlefield and received good treatment. And the rebel soldiers lying on the battlefield had to lie on the ground and suffer silently, waiting for death to come.

After several rounds of attacks, the sun had set in the west, and although there were often two moons hanging in the sky at night on the night of the Lookout Star, and it was bright at the full moon, the troops on both sides were exhausted and had to give up the night battle.

The soldiers of the Chinese territory sat in the trenches, eating the hot meals brought from the kitchen, and seized the time to rest, and the rebel soldiers also began to build camps, and the firehead soldiers were busy making fires and cooking.

The wounded soldiers on the battlefield, perhaps wailing for too long, were silent, and the rebels stopped caring about them and went to rest on their own.

As night fell, Fang Xiaoyu asked the militiamen to climb out of the trench, crawled to the blockade ditch, and used ropes to pull up the wounded soldiers inside one by one and send them back to the villa. Fang Xiaoyu ordered people to wrap up the wounds of these wounded soldiers, give them some food to eat, and then lock them in the barn.