255 Lives and Rewards
Bang gunshots, spaced about one person's width, lined up in a row of Russian militia groups armed with various cold weapons, a young face has a huge hole on its forehead accompanied by the sound of gunshots, it is not difficult to see from its appearance, this is just a teenage child, in the 21st century, such a big child is at most in junior high school, but in this 'cannibalistic' 17th century Europe, in order to reduce the family's mouth and limited heavy taxes, have to take up arms and step on the battlefield.
"They're hiding there!" As soon as the gunshots rang out, the Russian militia immediately discovered the hiding place of the few Taiping soldiers, however, before the shout was finished, a series of gunshots followed.
The first gunshot sounded like a starting gun, triggering all the muskets, and the division commander Xiang Dongqiang, as the commander-in-chief, was also like an ordinary soldier at this time, with a flintlock pistol on his shoulder, and pulled the trigger between the rubble.
Even though the accuracy of the flintlock pistol was impressive, it could not withstand the overwhelming number of Russian militiamen, and they were still spreading forward one by one, and within the effective range, it was not difficult to hit such an upright human body.
As more than 20 Russian militiamen fell, the shouts of militia leaders rang out in the crowd.
"For the sake of His Majesty the Tsar, kill all the Han dogs!!"
"Ula~~~" The Russian militia who found the location of the gunshot, led by the leader of the officer who served as a veteran, swarmed in.
I have to say that the bravery of these Russian militias composed of low-level 'gray livestock' is still worthy of recognition, most of them are poor and dispossessive 'single' men who have nothing but one life, and they can make a steady profit without losing money when they get military merits, and they can also get a pension when they die, so that the tax burden on their families can be reduced for several years.
Therefore, although the training and weapons of the Russian militia are not good, the morale of the militia of other countries is indeed higher.
The Russian army inherited the customs of the Mongols hundreds of years ago, advocating individual force in the army, which is very important in hand-to-hand combat, and has also been recognized by the upper aristocratic generals of the Russian Empire, so the junior officers in the Russian army are often warriors who can fight.
Only middle and high-level officers are the real nobles, of course, many noble children and knight children themselves have practiced martial arts since childhood, and generally will enter the army from the grassroots officers, and the difference between the warriors born with mud legs is only that the noble children with status enter the sequence of the elite regular army, or directly start from the noble cavalry honor troops, and the brave men in the ordinary mud legs can only come out in a quasi-military organization similar to the militia.
The admiration for personal bravery brought a great benefit to the Russian militia, and the momentum of the white-knuckle charge was so strong that even in the case of high morale, it was indistinguishable from the elite of the die-hard Taiping army!
After a few more scattered gunshots, the surviving elite of the Taiping Army threw away the flintlock pistol and drew out the sword, and the flintlock pistols of the other elite musketeers of the Taiping Army had been destroyed in advance, and the flintlock pistols used by the elite musketeers of the Taiping Army were a good thing in the armies of Eastern European countries, as long as the Taiping Army was not completely annihilated, they would destroy the flintlock pistols of the dead soldiers in advance under the premise that they could not win.
This is in line with the fact that the enemies of the Taiping army always liked to blow up their artillery before they were defeated.
"Kill!" The last two Sima Huo roared angrily, and when the enemy rushed to a distance of two meters, he suddenly jumped up and slashed the Russian strong man in front of him from the shoulder with a deep bloody wound, and then reflexively dodged the spear thrust of another Russian militiaman, and the backhand knife had flexibly wiped the neck of the Russian militia who had protruded from the front due to the lack of force on the spear.
Compared with the soldiers of the Russian regular army, the level of fighting of these Russian mud-legged men who have just picked up arms is simply not enough.
This is also the reason why the Russian Imperial Expeditionary Force was blocked in front of this town for so long, despite its huge numerical superiority.
However, using 1,000 people to fight 26 people, even if it is consumed, it is enough to consume the remnants of the Taiping Army to death, after all, people's physical strength is limited after all.
With stumps and severed arms flying and blood spilling all over the field, a thousand Russian militiamen who swarmed up were beaten by just 26 elite musketeers of the Taiping Army with a casualty ratio of one to two!
You must know that at this time, the remaining Taiping soldiers were all wounded, and their physical strength was not at their peak, and they fought completely with their will to support their bodies.
The hand-to-hand combat lasted less than 10 minutes, and the first loud bang suddenly rose, it was the exhausted and wounded Taiping soldiers who detonated the black powder explosives bag that had been bundled in advance, and the marbles and other hard objects on the outside scattered the Russian militia who were besieging the city to the ground.
Half an hour later, after the twenty-fifth boom, Xiang Dongqiang, who was holding a flintlock handcuff with gunpowder smoke in one hand and a bloody war knife in the other, sneered and watched more and more Russian militiamen gathering, and gradually retreated to the basement where all the remaining ammunition was stored.
When the Russian militia was full of excitement and wanted to take the lead in taking the valuable head of Xiang Dongqiang into the basement, under the reflection of the fire fold, the rows of black powder scattered on the ground immediately made them stunned on the spot.
"Yes! There are explosives!! ”
After the Russian militia saw the scene in front of them, they completely gave up the high bounty of the strong head to the east, and retreated back faster than when they came, however, the Russian militia behind could not see the scene in front of them, and were still trying to move forward.
Even General Menderov, who was miles away, could feel the shaking of the earth!
"Oh my God, what did the Taiping Army do again?!" General Menderov, hearing the loud noise, muttered to himself.
Soon, a messenger came running with both hands and feet to report the situation - the Taiping army had detonated the powder magazine, and the attacking thousand-man militia had been destroyed......
General Menderov's answer was only one sentence: "Have the Taiping army been wiped out?" ”
After receiving an affirmative answer, General Menderov simply casually instructed the noble officers in charge of logistics to reorganize the militia, and then turned to command the Great Tent to gather the generals of the noble cavalry.
The road had been cleared, and the Russian Imperial Expeditionary Force could finally escape, as for those who died......
Well, they will get what they deserve, and this is where the civilian army at the bottom ends up in the war!