Xinshun 1730

Chapter 1279 Features
The British attack on the two circular fortifications with horns was quite unsuccessful.

The division of the trenches and the refusal of horses prevented them from displaying their discipline.

The configuration of this circular fortification seems simple, but it is also arranged according to scientific calculations, comprehending the core of the bastion's cross-fire power.

Of course, it is impossible for Dashun to build a bastion in Gibraltar.

But what really disgusts the attackers about the bastion is the crossfire, turret artillery, slope attack, and so on.

However, the artillery of the British army in Gibraltar is obviously inferior to that of Dashun and France.

Therefore, Dashun's defense system built with the idea of ​​a bastion does not need to work hard to cover thick soil to defend against artillery.

As far as the infantry assault is concerned, the configuration of these two circular fortifications and the firing range of those trenches is a "full body" attack battle of a salient fort in a bastion.

If the British army is the offensive side and has an absolute advantage in heavy artillery, of course the weakness of this kind of fortification will be magnified at once: this does not take into account the bombardment of the enemy's heavy artillery that is more than three times superior.

However, the reality is they don't.

They were not regular trench grenadiers, but disciplined line soldiers strengthened for field operations on the plains after the military reform. It would be strange if the attack on this kind of fortress went smoothly.

At this time, on the two wings of Dashun's second line of defense, the assault companies of combat engineers had already assembled.

However, they are not in a hurry to launch an attack, but are waiting for orders from above.

Zhao Lisheng, who had participated in the assault on Fort George and the sneak attack on Fort William, was holding his short-barreled navy rifle, grunting and opening his mouth, tormented by toothache.

The company partners were joking with him, not paying much attention to the battle ahead.

They don't even care about the counterattack they are about to launch.

Er Gou took out a thin silk thread from his bosom, handed it to Zhao Lisheng, and said with a smile, "I told you a long time ago, when the pain started, you should say hello to the artillerymen. The artillery group, there is a way to treat toothache."

Zhao Lisheng covered his swollen face, opened his mouth helplessly, and asked someone to help tie the thread to his molar that was in severe pain.

The artilleryman next to him happily took the other end of the line, and tied it to the shackle on the back of the cannon when it was cast very skillfully, making Zhao Lisheng tighten the line.

With a thread in his mouth, Zhao Lisheng couldn't speak clearly, but he still cursed with the last stubbornness: "If my mother didn't hurt so badly, I would never use your method!"

The teammates in the same team next to me were all laughing there. Life in the barracks was very barbaric at this time.

To shave your head, you don't need a razor, but it's called "pig hair removal method", directly point your hair and wipe it with a wet towel.

It is said that artillerymen are good at treating teeth because they have pack horses. Usually, they will not use such a scary method of tying cannonballs to pull out teeth. Instead, they will tie the thread to the cannon cart, kick the horse's butt hard, and the tooth will fall out. up.

These can be regarded as two typical barbaric life in the barracks at this time.

The pig hair is shed because there are lice on the head.

Tooth extraction can also be regarded as the characteristic of the elite troops of Nanyang and Ceylon like Dashun.

There are two types of people in Dashun's army, and the teeth are basically bad.

One is the navy, especially the elite navy, which basically has no teeth.

Even if Dashun knew that lemons could prevent scurvy, but before the appearance of the lunar distance angle method, the measurement of longitude could not be done, and it was common to deviate from the course at sea.

Scurvy is characterized by bleeding teeth, loose teeth, and tooth loss.

Therefore, Dashun's navy hates three things to the core: dried meat, dry biscuits, and weevils.

Weevils are too bitter to eat.As for dried meat and dry biscuits, as the staple food of the navy, it takes great courage to eat it once for those navies who are frequently missing teeth, and it also needs to be accompanied by eighteen generations of ancestors who operate in the logistics department.

The other is Nanyang's elite standing army, especially the expeditionary standing army with a predetermined service life of 15 years and granting land after retirement.

Their teeth have nothing to do with scurvy.

It is related to the diet in the Ceylon region of the South Seas.

sugar.

These elite standing regiments in Nanyang are used as a tool for the truly egoistic officers to make meritorious deeds, and it is rare to deduct military pay.Like Du Feng, he is a standard egoist, but he can obviously win the title, and then make money after the title, why should he drink that little soldier's blood and face severe punishment?

There are few things to drink soldiers' blood, and the calorie supply of soldiers is still good.

Sugar, as a Nanyang specialty, is distributed by soldiers every day.There is sugar in tea, sugar in wine, sugar cane or sugar.

Therefore, the teeth of the Nanyang elite troops are basically black, and they eat too much sugar.

Toothache is a very normal thing, so there are all kinds of weird and even barbaric tooth extraction methods.

Generally speaking, two or three out of a thousand people will die in this way of tooth extraction, but everyone doesn't care.

Especially when it hurts, I really want to get stuck with the barrel of the gun and don't come down.

When they were making a fuss here, the battalion officer rushed over and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Report sir, tooth extraction."

The officer was in a good mood. He looked at Zhao Lisheng, whose mouth was open and saliva was dripping from the corner of his mouth. He nodded and said, "Pull it out quickly, we will attack soon."

He didn't take this barbarism seriously at all, and after casually saying a few words, he and the guards walked through the barracks pit.

The artilleryman who helped Zhao Lisheng pull out his tooth also finished loading this time. After igniting the gunpowder, there was a bang, and the recoil caused the artillery to move back a certain distance.

Although the teeth are very strong, compared with the recoil of the cannon that killed people with a little carelessness in the exercise, it is still much worse.

The moment the teeth flew away, Zhao Lisheng couldn't help but groaned, not only his molars were pulled out, but even the corner of his mouth was scratched with a bloodstain.

Er Gou handed over a small jug he kept as a trophy, which was filled with spirits. Zhao Lisheng took the jug, took a gulp, and rinsed his mouth vigorously, but he was reluctant to spit out the wine. Swallowed the blood together.

His expression was a little distorted by the alcohol, and after subconsciously licking his lost molars with his tongue, he always felt weird, always wanting to use his tongue to test the empty hole.

The rest of the company was also very enthusiastic, giving all kinds of wonderful... at least the medicine they thought was effective.

Someone suggested that he look for cigarettes and chew tobacco leaves.

Someone quietly gave him finger-sized opium paste seized in Bangladesh.

There was a shortage of medicines at this time, not even basic antibiotics, and opium cream was privately considered a panacea.Just like the group of honorable men who founded the country of Dashun, they used the western magic medicine Diyeka.

Toothaches, severe stomach pains, etc., the soldiers would also make some in private.Of course this thing can't cure the disease, but it can relieve the pain.Sometimes you will die, and sometimes you may stop the pain and survive.

Of course, it is forbidden on the surface.

Zhao Lisheng took the small piece and bit it on the molars, it seemed that the pain really didn't hurt that much.

"Let me tell you, when you have a toothache, killing people is the most useful. Last time I had a toothache, when I stabbed people, I was very strong. After stabbing one person to death, the bayonet stuck into the mud..."

The partners in the company also gave some "spiritual therapy", Zhao Lisheng thought to himself, this seems to be really reasonable.

When he had a toothache just now, if there was a person who could be killed standing in front of him, he felt that he could really put the barrel of his gun into the opponent's stomach.

The people in the company continued to mess around for a while, and finally waited for the company commander's whistle.

These mentally sick soldiers, like sophisticated machines, assembled quickly after the whistle was blown.

At this time, the sky was slightly brighter, but the surrounding area was shrouded in gunpowder smoke, which still looked bleak.

"On the bayonet."

The company commander's order was very short, and Zhao Lisheng, who was a little drunk from the big gulp of wine, drew out the bayonet and stuck it in the muzzle of the gun as if he could not bite his tongue while eating.

Then subconsciously touched the leather bag on his waist.

On the right hangs a cowhide bullet bag, which contains 40 paper-wrapped lead bullets, two special nail wedges that may be used to block the cannon, and two spare flints.

There are three grenades on the back of the waist, and a short-handled shovel is slanted across the back.

This kind of subconscious action has been developed for many years. Even so, the officers will still ask each to check again, but most of the time they will check before the officer gives the order.

At this time, the artillerymen who seemed to be half dead just now were also ordered to start a round of rapid fire.

The artillerymen who went to the back to get the gunpowder packs were walking, but now they are running.

There was a constant rumble in the ears, and some sky-crossing monkeys were also launched, and landed in the direction of Gibraltar, igniting some flames.

After the shelling, the company commander put on his very recognizable spring-and-autumn-style fur hat with pheasant tail feathers, and gave the order for the whole company to follow him in the attack.

The combat engineers followed the trenches they were very familiar with, and soon appeared near the first trench. After easily dispersing the few British troops there, they did not outflank the center, but led by the company commander. Next, along the direction of the beach, launched an attack towards the camp behind the British army.

Zhao Lisheng didn't know where his company was going, he just obeyed the order, his eyes confirmed the tall pheasant tail feather in front of him.

The battlefield is grand, but for individual soldiers, they neither can see the whole picture of the battlefield nor need to know the whole picture of the battlefield.

After moving forward for a certain distance, the whistle sounded mixed with the officer's order, and the soldiers of the company quickly stopped in accordance with the whistle's order and formed a horizontal team.

The follow-up troops also followed up, followed behind their companies and columns, and arranged a company on their right in the formation of companies and columns, while on the left near the coast there were three companies and columns, which was a standard battalion size. The column's hypotenuse broke through the formation.

The gunfire from behind became more intense, and it seemed that the counterattack in the trench had begun, but it had nothing to do with them.

The heavy artillery behind them also began to roar, and they were bombarding the British camp in the distance. Their task was to take advantage of the chaos of the British attack and break through the British camp along the coast.

The waves were crashing, and the early morning of November was undoubtedly a bit cold. Fortunately, for this expedition, the people of the General Staff distributed woolen military uniforms to them before departure.

Perhaps it was because of excitement, or maybe it was because of the effect of the smoke cream stuffed in the molars, Zhao Lisheng could no longer feel the toothache.

I just kept whispering in my mouth, it is said that it is "The Curse of Avoiding Guns and Special Spirits" specially written by the eminent monk of Longhu Mountain.

"The Jade Emperor, Amitabha Buddha, the soul of the disciple, the five viscera and the dark underworld. The blue dragon and the white tiger, the battles are diverse. The red bird and the basalt, the body of the guard..."

"The Taishang Laojun is in front, the Vulcan is behind, and the King of Light will take care of him first: the disciple has been in the red dust for a long time, and the golden light protects the door and tilts. The cannon is like a pill furnace shaking the sky, and the lead is like a wind that does not touch the body..."

(End of this chapter)