Chapter 66: The Battle of Beirut (I)
Beirut, Syria.
Gabrinz felt that the British must be crazy and wanted to take the initiative. He really couldn't think of how 5,000 people could attack a position defended by 20,000 people, and what was the difference between this and sending them to death.
However, as a representative of the Austrian soldiers, he must not be intimidated, but must behave like a real soldier.
In fact, the Egyptians were also in a hurry, they didn't expect that the British army, which had been besieged for more than half a month, would still have reinforcements, and they didn't expect that the coalition army would choose to fight out of the city.
Only Ibrahim, as the commander of Egypt, even shouted "Allah has appeared!" He felt that this was a godsend, although taking Beirut would not change the tide of the war, but he could use those British and fleet as hostages to obtain a better surrender for Egypt.
However, he was the only one who was happy, and most of the Egyptian soldiers were no longer able to fill their stomachs, and even more so felt that the prospect of victory was slim. Sieges like the one now are nothing more than starvation, and once the two sides exchange fire on a frontal battlefield, they will go to the battlefield like their dead compatriots.
The battle was on the verge of breaking out, as Egypt opened fire on the British as they walked out of the fortress. It's just that unlike what was imagined, Britain did not wait in a queue to be shot.
The British and Austrian stragglers who came out first, the shelling of the Egyptians had little effect on them. After all, the distance between the two sides is still thousands of kilometers, and if you want to hit a target of one size with the cannon of this era, unless it is God.
Immediately afterwards, the artillery of the coalition forces also began to fire, and most of the long-barreled heavy cannons used by the British, with large caliber and high power, using special high-explosive shells.
Shells whizzed over the heads of the Egyptian ranks, causing them to fall to the ground or turn and flee.
However, they soon discovered that few of the shells had landed in the crowd.
Just as they were glad they had escaped, a huge explosion was heard from the Egyptian artillery position.
The Egyptian artillerymen who were bombarded by the 32-pound cannon cannon turned into a pile of minced meat scattered everywhere in an instant, even the steel was blown to pieces, and there was even a 30-centimeter-deep crater on the ground.
Immediately after that, countless shells fell one after another, on the positions of the Egyptian artillery.
The sound of this large-caliber long-barreled cannon is amazing, and the power of the explosion of high-explosive shells is also very terrifying, but after the smoke cleared, the Egyptian soldiers found that they had not blown up a few guns and killed a few people.
This was the case with the cannons of this era, they were more suitable for siege and naval operations than bombardment infantry, attacking larger targets with direct fire, because of their small firing angles and straight ballistics, so they were more accurate.
However, at this time, artillery shooting infantry at a distance of 1,000 meters is similar to anti-aircraft artillery shooting mosquitoes.
But the Egyptian soldiers didn't have long to be happy, and the coalition skirmishers began to shoot.
The skirmishers on both sides were elite, and the British skirmishers came from the Scottish Highland Infantry Regiment, and they used the most advanced front-loading smoothbore gun in the era in the world, the Braunschweig 1838 firing gun, which was also equipped with very few units in the UK.
The Braunschweig rifle is certainly not as famous as the famous Brown Beth, but its signature double-ring slotted rifling and special bullets are certainly impressive.
It has raised grooves on both sides of the bullet, which need to be placed against the grooves when loading.
Although it may seem like a hassle, its accuracy and ease of cleaning are a major step forward in the history of front-loading rifles.
The Austrian skirmishers were also elite, and they also held the best rifles in the Austrian Empire, but compared to the British's Braunschweig, they were not fragrant in an instant.
The stragglers of the coalition army were the elite of the army, accurate marksmanship, and courageous, and as the guns rang out, people in the ranks of the Egyptians kept falling.
However, Ibrahim ordered his soldiers not to return fire, but to retreat the large force, send skirmishers to meet them, and use artillery fire to put as much pressure on the enemy stragglers as possible.
Ibrahim went to France and learned Napoleon's tactics of columns and skirmishers. It's just that he feels that now is not the time to make a desperate bet, because the allied line infantry has not yet fully come out of the fortress.
Of course, he would not allow his troops to suffer too many casualties before attacking, and using skirmishers against skirmishers was the wisest choice in theory.
It's just that Ibrahim forgot one thing, his so-called skirmishers were just ordinary infantry with rifled guns.
However, most of the stragglers of the coalition army are veterans of many battles, or hunters who grew up in the mountains and forests.
The confrontation between the stragglers soon turned into a one-sided massacre, and the Egyptian skirmishers with turbans were quickly defeated by more than half, and the rest did not dare to stand and reload their ammunition, and fell to the ground one after another.
There was a generation gap between the Charville rifle itself and the Allied weapons, and the reloading of ammunition on the ground greatly slowed down the reload, and soon a considerable number of Egyptian soldiers who lay down to try to dodge the bullets could no longer stand up.
At this time, the morale of the Egyptian stragglers collapsed, and Ibrahim threw his scimitar on the ground.
"Let the Reaper send these cowards to hell!"
"Retreat, die!"
With a command, a group of Sudanese natives with broadswords and spears rushed towards the fleeing Egyptian stragglers.
Although the Egyptian skirmishers had guns in their hands, they were no longer bullets at this time, and there was not much difference between them and burning sticks. Theoretically, in this case, they had only two options in the face of the Sudanese natives who rushed up, either to flee or to fight desperately.
But these Egyptian stragglers chose to kneel and beg for mercy, this way of death, the Sudanese people could not understand what the Egyptians were saying.
Listening only to the "poof, poof" sound of the blade cutting through the human body and the spear piercing the human body, the poor Egyptian skirmishers fell in the yellow sand.
However, the sultans were still not satisfied, and began to trample the corpses of the dead, cut off their hands, feet and heads, and held them high above their heads, showing off their achievements.
This behavior made the Coalition skirmishers, especially the Austrian skirmishers, who had never seen such a scene, feel sick to their stomachs.
"That's how they all fight?" Captain Moho said subconsciously, and only then did he realize that he was a British skirmish beside him.
The other party couldn't understand his German, so he could only smile awkwardly.
So Captain Moho took advantage of the change of ammunition to go behind and shout to the two Austrian skirmishers, "These Africans are disgusting to fight!" ”
Unfortunately, the two skirmishers did not understand his German either, and could only reply in very broken German, "I don't understand." ”
This was a common occurrence in the Austrian army, and the common language of the soldiers was usually only three things: eating, sleeping, and women.
General Gabrinz put away the binoculars in his hand and said to Colonel Carter beside him.
"Are these the cannibals of Africa? It's terrible, it's hard to imagine how you survived the onslaught of these savages. ”
Colonel Carter shook his head.
"Look, they're one of the few jokes on this battlefield."
(End of chapter)