Chapter 292: Jia Hao Horse Race
Seeing that his subordinates had gained a firm foothold on the top of the Jinjiling slope, Meng Yong, the general of the Yunnan Battalion in the promotion of the middle battalion, stood with his hands in his hands, only to feel that the back of his head was hot, and it should be the eyes of countless Guangxi generals on him.
Guangxi soldiers are also considered strong soldiers, at least the surname is very strong, after so many days, they can still hedge against the thief army, and Meng Yong has never seen it. took advantage of the rain to assault before, and also took Jinjiling, which is an unprecedented record for officers and soldiers since the Li thief made a rebellion. Seeing that the battle situation has taken a turn for the better, it is no wonder that Chen Yuanlong has a hard time accepting the tragic situation of yesterday. Although he was repelled by the thief army yesterday, Meng Yong admitted that if he wanted to replace his Yunnan soldiers, he couldn't hold on to it now, let alone endure a whole day of round fighting.
It's just that in Meng Yong's opinion, the Guangxi soldiers are too stupid, the generals have not trained well, and they can't use their brains to fight. Yesterday, he cautiously approached the battlefield and carefully observed that the movements of the thieves were far more flexible than those of the officers and men, and they also wore cuirasses and other fragmentary equipment, which were more suitable for fighting in the rain than the officers and soldiers.
At that time, he thought of a strategy to break the enemy, and among the soldiers he led, there happened to be rattan soldiers who restrained the sharp "guns and knives" of the thief army.
Among the officers and soldiers in hand-to-hand combat, there has always been a kind of sword and brand soldiers, but very few soldiers will use sword and card formations, and they are all mixed with sword and spear bearers.
If you want to break the "guns and knives" of the thief army, you have to take the knife players as the array, the more dense the formation, the knife players have a hand of cards and a knife, the more they can exert their power, and the guns and knives of the thief army must rely on both hands, close hand-to-hand combat, and will inevitably suffer.
Originally, Meng Yong also had the idea of offering advice to Chen Yuanlong and letting the Guangxi soldiers organize a sword and card array, but he immediately dispelled this idea. He, Meng Yong, came for himself and for Guo Zhitai, how could he easily pass on this wonderful strategy to the Guangxi soldiers?
Besides, the Guangxi soldiers have not been specially trained, and the Yunnan rattan soldiers he brought are different. These soldiers have a family recipe, and their own rattan cards woven from old rattan are light and tough, and shotguns can't stop them, and knives, spears and arrows are enough. They also have a family tradition of fighting in formations, and are especially good at dealing with long soldiers.
At this moment, a thousand rattan soldiers rushed up the mountain, and they actually stood firmly, Meng Yong only felt that the victory was in his hands, and his waist was straight.
The Qing soldiers with a rattan card in one hand and a waist knife in the other hand had already disrupted the defense line at the top of the slope, and fought with the soldiers of the Yulin Army at several gaps in the defense line. A soldier of the Yulin Army stabbed forward suddenly, but was blocked by the officers and soldiers waving a rattan card. Both of them were dead people with mud under their feet, and they lost their balance at the same time, but the soldiers of the Yulin Army stood firm first with their high-top leather boots, and the spear was another stab, but the Qing soldier raised the rattan card, and the bayonet was stuck in the rattan card.
Seeing that the Qing soldier's left hand rattan card was dragged, the waist knife in his right hand was about to fall down, and a narrow and narrow sword stabbed from the side, piercing the Qing soldier's waist and eyes.
"Commander Chen! No, Commander Chen! ”
The soldier who was lucky enough to be saved greeted with a pale face, and the life-saving benefactor was Chen Songyue, the acting commander of the left battalion of the Yulin Army, who was the wing commander of the left battalion, and he was already slightly injured, but the commander of the left battalion killed Lin Tangjie in battle, and the other wing commanders were either killed or wounded, pushing him, the most junior wing commander, to the command post.
"Commander Chen, what about the two wings of A and B!? We can still fight! ”
The acting wing commander of the C wing guarding the top of the slope shouted to Chen Songyue, their left battalion has fought bloodily in the past two days, and the casualties have passed one-third, but they are unwilling to retreat, Lin Tangjie washed away his own shame with death, and their subordinates are not willing to let Lin Tangjie die in vain.
"Get out of the way!"
Chen Songyue ordered expressionlessly, he didn't want to retreat, but this wave of Qing soldiers who rushed up today were all sword players, and they also used some weird rattan cards, which made them suffer some losses, and more than 600 people on both wings barely drew with the opponent's thousand people, so they fought like this, and they didn't know how much they would pay.
"Qinggou has changed his tactics, Jia Tong has already dealt with it, let's protect the left and right sides!"
As Chen Songyue spoke, more than 100 people were slowly going uphill, these people walked heavily and carried strange weapons in their hands.
"Leave it to us."
A big man came to Chen Songyue's side and said sullenly, This is Liu Cheng, a native of Lao Liu Village, the head of the Baicheng Battalion of the Yulin Army.
"This is the first battle of your White City Commando, so you have to fight for face......
Chen Songyue said half unwillingly and half expectantly.
"Face? We don't need face. ”
Liu Cheng patted the underside of the helmet with his hand wearing chain mail gloves, making a crisp sound of bells, and it turned out to be wearing steel face armor.
More than 100 big men wearing ponchos climbed to the top of the slope, and at this time the left battalion had already opened a gap in the front, and hundreds of Qing soldiers rushed in, trying to roll the side of the left battalion's defense line, but collided head-on with these more than 100 people.
The bell sounded continuously, and these Qing soldiers took advantage of the momentum and slashed down with their waist knives, but it seemed to be split on gold and iron, no, it was simply split on gold and iron. From the poncho that was lifted, the gray and black steel armor caught the eye, startling the Qing soldiers to subconsciously retreat, and then they saw the gray and black face under the opponent's helmet with only two wire mesh hollow holes.
Then many people's vision was obscured by scarlet blood, these ironclad men picked up axes of different lengths, puffed and slashed the top of the head or chest of the Qing soldiers, and rushed to the front of the more than ten Qing soldiers on the spot, many of them did not see clearly what weapons they were killed by.
Liu Cheng led his steel detachment to line up, step by step, and only took the next step, like a steel embankment, firmly blocking the Qing soldiers who broke through the gap, and also smashed these Qing soldiers into a ball of blood with an irresistible momentum.
The Qing soldiers subconsciously used rattan cards to block, but the axes of these ironclad men completely used the rattan cards as wood to split, and the heavy axe blades mercilessly split the rattan cards, and then gnawed on the top of the heads, cheeks or chests of the Qing soldiers. Even if a few rattan cards were not split, the split was so powerful that these lucky Qing soldiers also fell to the ground with the rattan cards. The field was full of Qing soldiers who had died in battle yesterday, and it was not so easy to get up again, and then another axe was pulled down, and I heard that the top of the slope seemed to have countless boards in the kitchen, and the cooks were swinging their knives vigorously, chopping chickens and ducks aggressively.
In front of them, these ironclad men were either armed with long axes in both hands, or short axes in each hand, like steel demons crawling out of the underworld. The hundreds of rattan soldiers who broke through the gap were so frightened that they hurriedly retreated, but the rear was blocked by their companions who followed, and in a moment of wandering back and forth, hundreds of rattan soldiers were killed, one by one severed limbs and severed heads, and the death was extremely terrifying.
"Originally, it was a bomb drop, but now that I have come to play chopping wood, Jia Tongzhi can really think of it......"
Liu Cheng's right hand axe knocked down a Qing soldier who protected his head with a rattan card, and the guards around him chopped off with an axe, and through the steel helmet, he vaguely heard a miserable howl that was also split in two, and this axe should have been exactly split on the face of the Qing soldier.
"It's just right to stop these rattan soldiers."
Liu Cheng was distracted, and a Qing soldier jumped up with his life, and the waist knife swung down suddenly, slashing straight at Liu Cheng's neck.
With a bang, Liu Cheng's body shook and almost fell, and a waist knife that had been twisted also flew out, and the Qing soldier was even more shocked and collided with the Qing soldier behind him.
Stabilized by the guards, Liu Cheng smashed an axe in his right hand on the top of the head of the Qing soldier, and the axe in his left hand slashed at the shoulder of another Qing soldier behind him, the blade of the axe was embedded in the collarbone, Liu Cheng raised his foot and kicked down the two corpses, and then pulled the axe out.
"Do you know where grandpa is the hardest? It's the neck! ”
Liu Cheng snorted, they were not wearing armor, but the whole person was in a steel shell.
At the end of the previous battle of Shaozhou, in view of the defects of the flying cannon and the fact that many gunners used flowering shells as grenades, Li Xi came up with the idea of forming a grenadier. Originally, the grenadiers in history were just a flash in the pan, after all, the explosion power of black powder was insufficient, and the grenades made were too heavy to be thrown far. Li Shi did not expect to be able to make grenadiers fight in the frontal battlefield, but used them to attack and defend, and the grenade could be thrown twenty paces away.
In the Battle of Guangzhou, the grenadiers had already appeared, and at that time they were still wearing steel armor hastily driven out of Foshan. Foshan has long had a workshop to help Europeans say that artificial full-body armor, and earlier, the golden dragon head full-body armor that Li Shi transferred to the eighth elder brother Yinxi was made in the Foshan workshop.
The grenadier must be exposed to the fire of the enemy and himself, after all, the reliable surname of the fuse is not particularly high, and the possible surname of the grenade to explode early is still there, so armor is very important. Summing up the actual combat experience gained in Guangzhou, these armor workshops that have been mastered by Li Shi have made new "assault armor" in batches, including the crude steel plates of the Foshan Iron and Steel Company, and then forged by the waterbed, and the whole set of assault armor is about 50 catties, which can prevent the Qing soldiers from shotguns. The neck is also deliberately strengthened by a steel ring directly covering the helmet to avoid being counterattacked by enemy forces at close range.
Liu Cheng and others were specially selected, the original task was to throw grenades, but now they carried the logging axes and wood-splitting axes borrowed from the baggage team, and fought hand-to-hand combat with the Qing soldiers. Relying on the thick armor and the axe sank, the waist knife of the Qing soldiers could not cut the steel armor, and the rattan card could not block the axe splitting, and the more than 100 grenadiers went to the top of the slope, just like a wolf entering the flock, splitting the blood and flesh of Jinjiling, and the wails were everywhere.
Under the general encouragement of Mr. Qian, these Yunnan rattan soldiers were still unwilling to give up, fighting for their lives, trying to knock down these iron cans, trying to surround them from the side, and trying to chop their legs. But there are not only these steel monsters on the top of the slope, Chen Songyue, the acting commander of the left battalion of the Yulin Army, used the more than 100 ironclad axe soldiers as a line of defense, commanding the soldiers of the left battalion to protect their sides and backs, and the attempts of the Qing soldiers were crushed one by one by this tacit cooperation, and the brave attempters turned into a mutilated corpse, reminding their companions that this road was impassable.
Seeing the top of the slope tickling again and again, the rattan soldiers gradually retreated, and there were sporadically turned around and fled, Meng Yong's heart sank in the rear.
"The thieves have dispatched the ironclad soldiers! It can't be played at all! ”
Mr. Qian, who rushed back to report the battle situation, shouted sadly.
"A thousand can't move, two thousand can't work!? No matter how much it is enough, three thousand is not enough!? ”
Meng Yong was unwilling to give up, decisively increased his troops, and also sent his own soldiers to serve as the supervising team, blocking the rattan soldiers at the forefront.
Just when Meng Yong turned from joy to worry, under the northern slope of Jinji Ridge, Yue Zhongqi's worries were so heavy that he almost pulled down his eyebrows.
(To be continued)