readx;?“ Rush up! Rush up! The Kokang Battalion really lives up to its name! ”

Zhu Guowei, who was guarding the shelter to watch the battle, was already dancing excitedly, and the officers and men of the Kokang Battalion of his Guards Infantry Regiment were the first to rush to the west bank of the Mekna River. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info=== Stormed into those ring fortifications that the Indians were holding onto...... rushed up, and there is still a reason not to win? As soon as the bayonets are handed over, those Indians will not run away?

"These Indians seem to be more determined than the previous ones!" Wu Changqing muttered in a low voice, his gaze never left the telescope, and the battle in the smoke was still going on!

Hand-to-hand combat has already unfolded in several of these ring fortifications! Yang Wenrong from Kokang is the brother of Yang Chunrong, Marquis of Guoyong. The Yang family is a Kokang family, the ancestor Yang Gaoxue is a Ming Dynasty general who followed the Yongli Emperor, after the fall of the Southern Ming Dynasty, Yang Gaoxue took the deployment and relatives to live in seclusion in a place called "Kegan", in order to wait for the future, and also changed the name of "Kegan" to Kokang, which means that future generations should be decisive and brave against the Qing Dynasty when the time is ripe.

However, when the time really came, the patriarchs of the Kokang clan couldn't make up their minds to rebel for a while. By the time they saw the situation clearly, the sun and moon had swept through the Central Plains, and the once-prominent Qing Dynasty had collapsed. Therefore, the bold clans did not reap any benefits in the great era of the revival of the Ming Dynasty. Fortunately, Zhu Jishi is not the founder of the country like Zhu Yuanzhang, who only stared at this acre and three points of land in China. For a resolute family like the Yang family, there are many opportunities to make meritorious contributions! Even Yang Wenrong, who was born in 1850 and did not attend a military school seriously, is now the commander of the first battalion of the Kokang Battalion of the Guards of the Kingdom of Dali! This battalion commander of his, but he fought with the Burmese on the Miaoxiang Plateau.

A diminutive Indian soldier screamed and pounced. In his hand was not the rifle with the previous bayonet. It's a weird-looking machete! 'And those who use knives?' Yang Wenrong was stunned for a moment. After fighting in the Miaoxiang Plateau for so many years, he has not seen soldiers dancing with knives and guns, and he is generally not a powerful opponent. On the contrary, the new infantry with bayonets in hand-to-hand combat is more hand-to-hand. Thinking of this, he did not hesitate to pull out his pistol and shoot a shot in the head of this Nepalese man who danced with a knife very neatly, of course, the gun rang out and people died!

But before he could be triad, two more knife-wielding Nepalese pounced on him. Yang Wenrong hurriedly raised his gun and shot again, this time he didn't hit the brain, but shot five bullets into the two of them. Only then did the two screaming Gurkha mercenaries die, but Yang Wenrong's pistol was also empty. He looked around, looking for a rifle that had been discarded on the battlefield. But what came into view was a scene of hard fighting! Fighting was raging throughout the trenches, and the dwarfed Indian soldiers, all covered in mud and with hideous faces, were wielding machetes and fighting with rifle bayonets. Looking at the scene, it seems that Dali Bing is at a disadvantage! These Indian soldiers are not only fearless of death, but also good at hand-to-hand combat!

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw that more than a dozen enemies wielding machetes had pounced. Crazy people screamed for his life.

"Fuck, I'm going to confess now......"

The thoughts in his head were still spinning. A roar with a Kokang accent sounded around him, and bayonets crossed him and met him, and some Kokang soldiers had already rushed up!

The two sides collided together and scuffled into a mess. The sound of bayonets grinding into the human body and the sound of the wind dancing with broadswords continued to sound. Occasionally, there was a hoarse scream. Soldiers on both sides poured in, and lives were being lost as if they were cheap consumables. Yang Wenrong finally picked up a 1873 rifle with a bayonet on it, and pounced straight at a limping Gurkha mercenary.

This mercenary was hit by a bayonet in the leg, and there he was half on his knees, still yelling and brandishing his machete, fighting to the death! Yang Wenrong approached from the side, and a bayonet stabbed him in the left side of the neck. The major artery in the neck was suddenly broken, and the column of blood suddenly came out. But this Gurkha mercenary had to fight back temporarily, and I don't know where the strength came from, he actually grabbed the bayonet and didn't let go!

'Brave as it is! Yang Wenrong's initial contempt was gone, and he knew that his Kokang battalion was now facing a real enemy! He kicked the corpse away with his foot and pulled out the bayonet that had been plunged into the man's neck. Panting for breath, he pounced on another screaming Gurkha mercenary, and the tragic fight continued!

At this moment, Zhu Guowei, who was watching the battle in the rear, also found out that something was wrong at this time, and the telescope in his hand was about to be pulled out of the water. Judging from his position, the offensive of the Ming army and the Dali army was frustrated on all fronts! Not only did the Kokang Battalion of the Dali Guards fall into a bitter battle, but the attacks of the other nineteen battalions were also firmly blocked by the Indian army! Tragic hand-to-hand combat has been waged on all fronts. As the minutes passed, the follow-up troops of the Indian army and the Chinese army arrived one after another, and the west bank of the Mekna River was a sea of corpses and blood, but the collapse of the Indian army did not come, and by the evening of the same day, they were only forced to retreat to their second line of defense.

It turns out that the Indian army also has elite! Zhu Guowei suddenly found that his army of 100,000 was already in danger! Before, he really underestimated the enemy, and regarded India's 700,000 troops as nothing, and he marched all the way to the hinterland of Bengal, which was hundreds of kilometers away from Imphal. If the Indian army had taken out this army on the other side of the river and put it in Imphal earlier, would they still be able to come here?

The British obviously have an elite in their hands that can stop them, so why not use it earlier?

Thinking of this, King Dali's head and back were already full of cold sweat! He took a deep breath, put down the binoculars in his hand, and whispered, "Fooled!" ”

Wu Changqing also put down the binoculars and looked at King Dali, "King, what did you say?" ”

"Fooled! We went on Will. Heming's when! Zhu Guowei gritted his teeth and said, "He deliberately put us in India...... The Mekna River is the place where he has prepared for us! ”

"What!?"

Wu Changqing and Luo Ange exclaimed at the same time. Luo Ange said: "King, what you said...... Is there a basis? ”

Wu Changqing also looked at Zhu Guowei, and muttered in his heart, today's battle is indeed a little fierce...... The Indian army is clearly not tofu, at least not all tofu! The Gurkha mercenaries on the other side of the river are very capable of fighting, and they are not weaker than the Dali army! I called all the way before, but I didn't meet them, this thing is really strange!

Zhu Guowei gritted his teeth, "It's obviously wrong!" According to reliable intelligence, Will. There are no less than fifty or sixty thousand Gurkha soldiers in Haiming's hands...... These are all infantry combatants, and there are no auxiliary troops! How many combat soldiers are there in our two armies? ”

This is a very simple truth! The artillery, baggage troops, cavalry, engineers, and machine soldiers of the Indian army were not much worse than those of the Ming army. Their technical soldiers are all white from the British, and the cavalry is Sikh, and their skills are no worse than their counterparts in the Ming Dynasty. The real weakness is the combat soldiers of the infantry! And Zhu Guowei also relied on the strength of infantry combat soldiers. But how many infantry fighters were there in the two armies? It's just that the fifty-four battalions of the 18th Regiment of the 6th Division plus some supplementary troops are not 50,000 when they are full! That is, it is about the same number as the Gurkha mercenaries of the Indian army...... If Will. Hemming replaced the infantry battalions under the two Indian infantry corps with Gurkha mercenaries, and the 18th Mountain Army of the Ming Dynasty and the First Army of the Dali Army could not reach Bengal at all!

"What can I do?" Luo Ange gasped. Now it is a lone expedition deep into the enemy's territory, let alone defeated, as long as these Gurkha soldiers are entangled and the rest of the Indian army surrounds them, it is possible that the whole army will be annihilated!

"You can't fight anymore, stop attacking immediately!" Zhu Guowei immediately decided, "Take back the troops tonight and transfer them immediately!" ”

"Where to go?" Luo Ange asked hurriedly.

"How about going to Chittagong?" Wu Changqing said, "As long as we join forces with the Southern Route Army, with our 300,000 troops, we can deal with the British." ”

"Don't think about such a good thing! Will. Hemming must have made arrangements in advance, and it is more than 250 kilometers from here to Chittagong, even if the road is smooth, it may not be possible to reach it in five days, and the British and Indian troops will go by ship for a maximum of three days, so we have no chance. Zhu Guowei shook his head, "Let's go north, retreat to Sylhet first, and then retreat to Donghui Kingdom." As long as you can bring most of them back, this battle is not a loss. (To be continued.) )