Chapter 637: The Battle of the Sentinel
"Sneak attack! Treachery! Shameless betrayal! God will abandon them! Take up arms, children, and send to hell those who have sold their souls to Satan the Devil! The goddess of victory will be on our side! Father Tregaro, the senior priest of the French army, stood on the ox cart on the side of the road, and shouted to the marching Anglo-French soldiers, his expression angry and hideous, and the old ox in front of the cart, after a few mouthfuls of grass, snorted as if he were responding to him when his shouting stopped.
The passing Anglo-French soldiers marched with firm steps, their morale was high, as Father Tregaro had said, they were enraged by the shameless betrayal and sneak attack of the Taipings, and they wanted to rush back to Tientsin, and teach these Taiping thugs a hard lesson.
Riding on his beloved black British thoroughblood, Major General Mitchell watched the soldiers walk by under a British flag. The passing soldiers saluted Major General Michel, who looked at his soldiers calmly, knowing that a fierce battle awaited them today.
The time will come, and Major General Michel expected that there would be a day when the British themselves would allow a powerful power to rise in the Far East in less than ten years, and the final result would inevitably be that the British would solve this powerful power with their own hands, otherwise the British would no longer have a say in the Far East. It's just that Major General Michel didn't expect that the so-called invincible God of War of the Heavenly Kingdom would dare to take the initiative to declare war on the British and French forces in advance, knowing that they had just declared war with the Russians, didn't he understand that the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom had already started a war with the three most powerful countries in the world today?
There was not the slightest hesitation in the recapture of Tianjin, Major General Michel, and the coalition forces had to fight back. Open up the connection in the Tanggu area, otherwise the coalition forces will fall into a situation of supply cut-off. Then this expeditionary force of more than 25,000 people will face the embarrassment of the total annihilation, which is what all the senior generals of the coalition army do not want to see. London and Paris, on the other side of the world, don't want to hear such news, so Major General Mitchell must go all out in this battle.
Sappers and cavalry were at the forefront, and they were tasked with finding the road and clearing the passage in order to ensure the safety and speed of the army's march, and the sooner they reached Tianjin, the better, so that the enemy could have less time to strengthen the fortifications. Not wanting to be ambushed or attacked on the way to the army, Michel sent his best cavalry to the front.
The British army composed of more than 400 dragoon guards and the Indian Sikh cavalry regiment of more than 900 people, led by two majors, Fanner and Probin, respectively. It was followed by the 102nd Regiment of the French Army, led by Colonel O'Marlai, who had two engineering companies follow behind the British cavalry, and the 102nd Regiment advanced in battle formation, ready to support the cavalry and sappers in front.
Major Fanner's dragoon guards walked in the middle, the Indian Sikh cavalry regiment led by Major Probin was on both flanks, advancing against the road beside the canal, and the six gunboats of Tongzhou did not follow the army of Major General Michel and General Collino, they stayed behind to wait for orders from the Tongzhou High Command.
At 10:23 a.m., Major Probin's Indian Sikh Corps was the first to spot the enemy. More than a dozen Taiping cavalry appeared on a path beside a sorghum field not far from the left flank, and fifty Indian Sikh cavalry immediately met them.
"That's the enemy's sentinels, catch up and destroy them!" The Indian Sikh cavalry has been on this ancient land since they landed. The weak Mongol cavalry had lost the glory of being the best in the world in the world of cavalry and archery, and it was difficult for the dwarf Mongol horses to outmaneuver the tall Arabic horses of the British army in a short pursuit. At this moment, when they saw the cavalry of the Taiping army, they subconsciously equated them with the Manchu cavalry.
They were also spotted by the Taiping cavalry. Several of the more than ten horsemen turned their horses and ran back, leaving only ten cavalrymen lined up in a row to form an assault formation. When he saw the Taiping army, he turned around and ran. The Indian Sikh cavalry cheered happily, they accelerated their horses, ten in a row, lined up in five rows of tight shock formation, and accelerated their speed to the Taiping cavalry, and the Indian soldiers in the front row leveled the spears in their hands and rushed straight over.
The cavalrymen of the Taiping army raised their guns unhurriedly, obviously the Indian Sikhs did not know the power of the Sesbin Lianzhu horse pistol in their hands, and when they were one hundred and fifty meters away, the gunfire rang out, and the dense row of guns knocked down the five Indian cavalrymen in the front row. The Indian soldiers who were hit screamed and fell from their horses, and the shock formation of the Indian soldiers was immediately disrupted, but the cavalry of the Taiping army did not let them go, and continued to shoot until one of the barrels was finished, and then they pulled out the Gurkha cavalry scimitars from their waists and rushed up at an accelerated pace.
Fifty Indian Sikh cavalry were hit by a rain of bullets, more than twenty were killed or wounded and fell from their horses, and the remaining Indian soldiers panicked, their discipline was always inferior to that of the dragoon guards, and after receiving a heavy blow, they could no longer maintain a strict formation.
Soon, the Taiping cavalry wearing fiery red military uniforms and helmets rushed into the line of Indian Sikh soldiers, without the advantage of speed, the spears in the hands of Indian Sikhs were particularly cumbersome, but the scimitars in the hands of the Taiping cavalry drew a beautiful arc of death, harvesting the lives of Indian soldiers in the beautiful scene of blood splashing.
The short battle ended quickly, and only three of the fifty Indian cavalry fled back, while only three of the Taiping were slightly wounded, and then the Taiping killed several Indian soldiers lying on the ground and wailing, and then led the intact horses and slowly retreated.
When Major Probin arrived with more than a hundred and fifty cavalry, there was only one corpse left here. Major Probin's handsome face flushed, and he swore to give the enemy the punishment he deserved, and he sent several small detachments of cavalry to search for the enemy's cavalry, and he did what he said, and he would immediately raise his sword of vengeance against the enemy!
The cavalry detachment that had gone out soon returned, and it was evident from their wolf appearance that they had been taught another lesson by the enemy cavalry, and the officer of the Indian cavalry squad, who was in a hurry, said to Major Probin: "The enemy's brigade of cavalry is coming this way, on both sides of the sorghum field, and there are many of them, estimated at more than a thousand people!" ”
Major Probin scoffed at this, and he raised his saber and shouted to the Indian cavalry behind him, "Are you afraid?!" The enemy is no different from the Manchu cavalry we defeated before, they are all cowards, rushing up and stepping on their corpses! ”
Encouraged by Major Probin, the Indian cavalry shouted and swarmed in the direction of the enemy. They are disciplined, they are well-organized, they charge quickly and firmly, and the Indian Sikhs are undaunted by white-knuckle combat, they are able to tear apart anything that stands in their way!
At the end of the sorghum field was an open field, with green grass on the ground, which was a very good ground for a decisive cavalry battle, "It seems that the enemy has found a very good burial place for themselves!" Under Major Probin's mocking tone, the Indian cavalry burst into laughter, and they continued to charge towards the Taiping cavalry on the opposite side.
The Taiping cavalry on the opposite side was only about 300 cavalry, and the Taiping cavalry on the other side of the sorghum field had obviously not yet arrived, and Major Probin knew that this was a good opportunity to crush the current enemy, because his strength was superior, and the more than 400 Indian Sikh cavalry on the left flank were concentrated by him, and he hoped to quickly crush the enemy in front of him.
The cavalry of the Taiping army lined up in a strange one-line line, more than three hundred cavalry lined up in a row, looking like a thin long line of fiery red, in the face of such a stupid formation of the enemy, Major Probin laughed, they would soon collapse under the firm charge of their own cavalry!
The horn of the charge sounded, Major Probin led the Indian cavalry to launch a charge, more than 400 cavalry swarmed up, the horses neighed and chirped, the horses' hooves raised choking dust, and rushed towards the opposite side with great vigour.
They were greeted by a dense rain of bullets, and the Sabess spears swept through the charging line of the Indian cavalry like the terrible scythe of hell and death, and wiped out a piece of it at once, and the Indian cavalry who fell from their horses were quickly trampled into flesh by their own horses, and had no chance of survival.
Major Probin was hit in the shoulder by a bullet, and the pain almost caused him to fall off his horse, but he crouched on his horse and still galloped forward, looking sideways, only to see the Indian cavalry around him constantly falling from his horse. At this time, Major Probin realized that he had made a mistake, before he judged that the enemy was a small number of elite cavalry with this terrible weapon that could fire continuously, but now it seems that almost all the enemy cavalry are equipped with this weapon, and he is facing a group of fierce enemies with strong firepower!
A third of them died in the way of the charge, but the Indian cavalry gritted their teeth and charged firmly, they did not collapse, their Muslim blood was burning in their bodies, and the will to fight made them firmly step on their comrades and continue to charge at the enemy, believing that if they rushed through, they could easily tear apart the enemy's thin line.
When the distance was one hundred and fifty meters, the cavalry line of the Taiping Army began to change in the loud sound of the military horn, and the cavalry line of ten people began to split out, their riding skills were very exquisite, when accelerating, the formation of ten people was not chaotic at all, and then each squad kept a certain distance between them, but the direction of each squad charge was different, as if the fish scales were chaotic but followed a certain law.
In this way, the cavalry of the Taiping Army rushed towards the enemy in such a formation, and soon the fiery red and gray collided together, and pieces of fish scales cut through the charging formation of the Indian cavalry, and the two sides set off a bloody storm between the two sides.
The Indian Sikhs are brave and skilled in white-knuckle combat, but they find that the enemy on the other side is more skilled than they are at this means of killing people at once, the terrible Gurkha scimitar is always coming at you from unexpected angles, and they can always dodge their attacks as quickly as monkeys. Soon the Indian soldiers were caught in a bitter battle, and the enemy's ten-man squad came in an endless formation, killing a few of them and then drawing a wonderful arc to pass by, and then another team came, and the Indian soldiers were about to collapse under this blow.
The sound of a loud trombone sounded, the characteristic bugle sound of dragoons, and the Indian cavalry cheered in the bloody battle, they saw hope, and the British dragoon guards came to their aid...... (To be continued......)