The race between the two groups of marmots finally came to an end, and the British stopped charging regardless of casualties. The 2nd Regiment was stationed in Liulangzhuang for a little more than a day, and the defense line dug five miles deep, of course, there was a lot of shoddy construction, and most of the limited casualties were caused by the poor fortifications. Now that we have a chance to breathe, we must of course seize the opportunity to continue digging and make the fortifications more rigorous.

Mitchell's troops were on par with the British troops trapped in the Bagua Array, but the artillery was pitifully small. Because he was too involved in the attack on Haidian, most of the artillery was trapped in the Bagua Array, so he only had ten artillery pieces with the army this time, of which only four were advanced Armstrong guns, and the other six were British-made smoothbore eight-pounder guns. The artillery was too scarce to be used intensively, so Mitchell pushed them all out in one go, and after lining them up, he began to bombard the Gu'an infantry.

"It's all for Lao Tzu, don't look up, the cannonball is nothing to look at, look at it, it's coming to you!" You don't want to die, and don't bother a brother in a pit! "Gil Zhang'a, who became the company commander, lay in the foxhole, teaching his soldiers a lesson.

Although Gil Zhang'a's Amaburi has not been treated well by Hui Yang, according to common sense, if the leader of the Xing'a family has an accident, he should be the acting Gu'an flag officer, and Saishana and others are not ranked at all. In other words, according to the procedure, Bai Li is actually the number two person among the Gu'an Banner people. However, because he is not the same mountain as the boss, he is very weak as the second-in-command. But since Guo Xing's return, Bai Li has been very obedient, and Guo Xing'a has not repaired him like his father. And now that it has been greatly expanded, the bannermen in Gu'an are all within the scope of the regimental level, and Guo Xing'a also has to win over these mountains outside the collar, so he is very polite to Baili. It is for this reason that Gil Zhanga and his brothers and sisters in the devil's training camp were treated favorably after leaving the training camp. As Bai Li's youngest son, Ji Lezhang Ah rose faster, and as soon as he passed the assessment, he immediately got the actual position of platoon commander. After just two battles, he caught up with Ji Ying's expanded second regiment, and he was given priority and promoted to the high position of company commander.

Gille Zhanga has a lot of eyes and quick brains, and after the training camp for officers, peeling skin and cramps, his performance in actual combat is really good. Today was the first time he had commanded a company in battle, and the battle was also remarkable, so far there was not a single brother killed or wounded, but the number of enemy killed was quite large. Moreover, he also learned and put it into practice, and took the lead in ordering his subordinates to use *arranged* in the abandoned foxholes and trenches, and achieved very good results. Not only was he praised by the battalion commander Tian Kuan, but the acting chief of staff Jin Xi even promoted it to the whole regiment so that everyone could learn from him.

Moreover, Gilzhanga is still a meticulous person, and every time he faces a different environment, he will repeatedly state the essentials to his subordinates to ensure that there is no one who makes mistakes. If he is in the first regiment, this kind of behavior is chattering, but in the second regiment it is very necessary, these recruits who have only fought a few battles are easy to get carried away, and they must always be in front of their lives.

"The artillery still hasn't fired back, and there is a saying!" Lying in the foxhole, Giljan was flying above his head with bullets fired by the British infantry on the opposite side, and from time to time he was covered in dirt blown by the shells. However, he still has the heart to ponder the battle situation, the battalion commander has already reassured everyone, the artillery battalion has come to support the second regiment, but now that the foreign devils have opened fire, the artillery has not returned fire, there must be a conspiracy!

"Withdraw!" Hearing the call to retreat to the next line of defense, Giljana led his headquarters to fire a few indiscriminate shots at the opposite side, and then quickly ran back.

As he retreated, he looked back and saw that the British had not charged, and the artillery fire continued. This retreat was very different from the previous ones, and instead of having the effect of the previous ones, they were forced to retreat under the fire and bullets of the British army, killing and wounding many brothers.

"Company commander, this is a blind trumpet blowing in the back! The foreign devils didn't rush either! I took a lot of brothers in vain! Chen Shili, the platoon commander of Gilzhang'a, complained, he himself had almost been beaten just now.

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, this is the order of the regiment headquarters, and the regiment headquarters can still make mistakes when looking at the overall situation, it is better to run back with the brothers in vain, there must be a deep meaning!" He was thinking about this when he ran, he didn't think that the bugler would make a mistake and blow blindly, and the observation post would not make such a low-level mistake.

Before Gil Zhang's words fell, the earth-shattering sound of cannon was already remembered behind him, and the twenty-four-pounder Armstrong heavy cannon began to wield. In fact, when Gil Zhang'a was deploying*, Kong Zhen rushed over with ten rocket launchers and twelve Armstrong heavy guns, but the artillery had been calculating the killing range so they never moved. And for the sake of this killing range, Ji Ying and Kong Zhen also argued for a long time.

After Kong Zhen made an on-the-spot observation, he found that the position of the 2nd Regiment was too densely dug, causing the infantry outpost to be too close to the enemy. Even with accurate Armstrong heavy artillery, 150 mm shells could risk injuring their own people, so Kong Zhen suggested that the infantry retreat further. However, Ji Ying believed that there would be many unnecessary casualties among the troops if they retreated under the guns of the enemy, and he never agreed. When Gil Zhang'a was lying in the foxhole, the two bigwigs kept arguing about it. Of course, in the end, it was Ji Ying who compromised, because Kong Zhen brightened the scar, proving the horror of the 150mm high-explosive shell. Even Kong Zhen himself was almost killed if he was short of distance, which shows how fierce this thing is.

When the overwhelming artillery fire came, Mitchell knew his end, the British army was defeated, and the shit luck that favored the British army countless times in the colonial war did not favor the British army again. The 150-millimeter high-explosive shells of the Gu'an Army did not directly hit the British artillery position, and the artillery still needs further exploration for long-distance shooting. But the effect is the same, the huge shock wave generated by the high-explosive bomb blows everything away like a fallen leaf. The furious air blew by, leaving only the heavy artillery, which staggered and left alone. The people who had manipulated them had either been turned into bruised corpses, or had been torn apart by the collision. A few people who smoked from the ancestral grave gained a life, but they were also thrown more than 10 meters away and fell into disabled people.

The infantry was even more drowning in raindrops*, and all Mitchell could see was a sea of fire, and what he could feel was waves of air that made people's faces hurt. The British army was not squeezed into a small position like the Taiping army of the past, and there were improvised fortifications left by the Gu'an army to hide, but he still felt like he was in hell. There is no safe place in the world, and a deadly meteor can suddenly fly anywhere, and then a group of people will be torn to pieces. It was as if a tornado was blowing overhead, and scorching waves of air were coming from all directions, pulling people's hair back and forth, swaying from side to side. Everyone could only lie firmly on the ground, their ears could not hear anything except the roar, and their bodies were covered with flying dirt, small stones, large clods of earth, and the pain was everywhere around them. The heavens and the earth became blurred, and everyone was dizzy, and they could only pray for God's protection.

"Run!" The furious explosion finally stopped, and some brave men stood up and ran to the rear with wild shouts.

"In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit......," most of the people were still lying on the ground, babbling.

"We must get out of here, go quickly, ...... quickly" The responsible officers pulled the confused soldiers, and the British began to flee to the rear with the wounded and cowardly.

"Hit, hit, hit...... Who came up with this bad idea in the first place, it really works! Kong Zhen, who had already loaded the ammunition and was waiting for the British army to get up, waved his hand with a smile and gave the order to fire.

"Acton or ......" Bian Changdi was also a little vague about the initiator of this tactic, and his later words were drowned out in the sound of cannons.

The fleeing British were again bombarded with terror, and this time they left the fortifications and stood upright. The fortifications, although rudimentary, were definitely a lifesaver in the shelling, and now they have nothing to rely on. Some people were blown up, some people were shocked to death, and some people were fallen. But many more were killed by flying dirt and stones, and even the arms or bodies of their comrades were blown away. In the end, the British soldiers who escaped from hell were all misty-eyed, covered in mud like miners, and such demented children, Mitchell only got less than 500 people.

"In the future, if you fight, you will look at the artillery! What else can we do? "Gil Zhanga, who had the whole company loaded with bayonets at the beginning of the bombardment, did not wait for the order to charge, and he understood the commanders very well, for he himself was equally shocked.

After the violent shelling, the originally somewhat complicated position has been turned over, and although the potholes are still there, the original position no longer exists. Fresh dirt and bloody stumps of the British army were everywhere, and most of the British troops, who had just been arrogant and on par with the Second Regiment, were now corpses, and a small part of them were staggering backs in the distance.

"Kill!" Ji Ying's whole regiment was immersed in the terrifying power of heavy artillery and could not extricate themselves, but not far away there was a rumbling sound of horses' hooves and shouts of killing, and under the guidance of an eight-star sun flag, countless galloping war horses killed the remnants of the British army.

"Bo Ritu is fast enough, pick up Lao Tzu's ready-made!" Ji Young moved his neck and raised his binoculars to recognize Bozhtu's troops.

"It should be an adult's military order, otherwise Yuquan Mountain is not close, and they will have to come around for a while!" Kong Zhen also looked at it for a while, he didn't believe that Bo Ritu dared to abandon his defense and come over to fight for merit.

"The foreign devil is finished this time, don't adults like flowers on their shoulders? Looks like I can catch a lot! Ji Ying laughed, he had a very good personal relationship with Bo Ritu, and it was just a joke to accuse Bo Ritu of stealing credit.

"Let's go up too, and grab the cannons back!" Ji Ying is now starting to transform into Bi Yuntao, this cannon is a good thing.

The British army was gone, and without cavalry and artillery, they could not face the impact of cavalry, so they could only flee in the direction of Haidian. But no matter how fast the infantry runs, it can't compare with the cavalry after all, and one by one, the once heroic redshirts were slashed from behind by sabers and pierced through their bodies from behind by their horse lances.

"Tuanza, smoke news!" Jin Xi also laughed at the situation of the great victory, and inadvertently glanced back in the direction of the Old Summer Palace, but saw several pillars of smoke changing in the sky.

"Break, guard, back!" Kong Zhen, as a direct subordinate unit, of course knew about the method of transmitting emergency information from a long distance invented by Guo Xing'a. The alternating columns of five cigarettes convey three words like Morse yards.

"The Old Summer Palace is broken, all departments hold their positions, and the troops directly under them will immediately come back to help!" Kong Zhen pondered for a moment, and then with an incredible expression, he said the meaning of these three words.