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Chapter 202 The Confederate Flag Flying at Gettysburg ([-]rd update, please subscribe)
Clouds of smoke and flames flew straight into the sky with the explosion of dust. In the flames, the Yankees hiding behind the parapet were blown into the sky, and a stone tombstone was blown to pieces, and broken stones fell from the sky. In Liaocheng, it fell on a few unlucky people.

It turned into countless steel fragments, which ravaged and flew along with the explosion shock wave, knocking down pieces of Northern Army soldiers to the ground, tearing their flesh and bones.

The continuous explosions exploded one after another like fireworks at a festival, making it hard to believe that this was shelling. In the crazy shelling, in the violent explosion, countless steel fragments burst out to the surroundings, and they whizzed Flying around, happily harvesting life.

Shelling!

The intensity of the mortar shelling far exceeded people's expectations, and General Pickett couldn't even believe the scene in front of him—the earth was trembling in the violent explosion, and the violent artillery fire seemed to shake the sky and the earth. As if they were all razed to the ground, a cloud of smoke from an explosion enveloped the small mountain.

In the midst of the smoke, Pickett even felt a little sympathetic to those Yankees. The small stone wall in the cemetery, which seemed so inconspicuous, was almost completely collapsed in the explosion, and the flying stones injured many unlucky people .

"God forbid, the way of war has been changed!"

Pickett murmured.

In just two minutes, 48 ​​4-inch mortars poured thousands of shells, thousands of pounds of silica explosives and tens of thousands of pounds of cast iron into Cemetery Ridge, turning Cemetery Ridge into a slaughterhouse. The lives of many northern infantrymen, as well as the northern artillery, were also under heavy artillery fire, causing heavy casualties and completely losing their combat effectiveness.

"Well, gentlemen, it's our turn!"

After receiving the order from General Longstreet, Major General Pickett stood in front of the soldiers and shouted.

"As you can see, the artillery has destroyed almost everything. If this continues, even if we hit Washington, it will be very difficult for us to have a chance to fight the Yankees again."

"Yes, General, they were all destroyed by artillery."

All seemed extremely happy, and after having witnessed the devastation wrought by the cannon, they believed that no one could survive the bombardment and that it was only a charge.

However, as they marched in neat steps to the beat of the army drums, they did not know that in another world, this charge ended in tragedy-although the Confederate soldiers launched a heroic charge and broke through. Several layers of Northern Army defense lines, large numbers of soldiers, were torn apart by ruthless explosions on the way to charge and fight.Pickett could only watch his soldiers commit suicide and rush towards the smoke and death without hesitation.

However, this time everything changed with the addition of new cannons.

Like in another time and space, before the infantry charged, General Robert E. Lee hoped to launch a concentrated firepower bombardment of the Northern Army positions in order to destroy the Northern Army's artillery positions, reduce the probability of casualties, and damage the morale of the opponent.

A series of low-level command errors were still committed, but it was different from another world - poor guns were replaced by good guns - 54 3-inch Armstrong breech-loading guns and 48 4-inch mortars The joining of the bombardment was doomed from the very beginning.

The bombardment on July 7 was probably the largest in the entire Civil War, with hundreds of artillery pieces from both sides firing at each other for nearly two hours starting at 3:1 p.m.The Confederates used nearly two hundred pieces of artillery, including Armstrong breech-loading guns, spread out and fired along a 3-kilometer front.The accurate bombardment of rifled guns brought a near-destructive blow to the Northern Army's defense lines.

The stone wall on which Commodore General Hayes of the Northern Army relied was completely destroyed in the shelling, and the violent mortar fire caused the Philadelphia Brigade guarding the stone wall to be completely lost. The violent artillery fire caused the demoralized Northern Army to panic and collapse.

When Major General Pickett ordered the attack.

The outcome of this battle is already doomed,
Under the leadership of General Pickett, 1.2 Virginia soldiers launched the largest charge in the entire Civil War to the destroyed Union Army positions to the sound of drums.

The few remaining Confederate 12-pound guns plowed a bloody path among the southern troops, and the remaining northern infantry continued to tilt their firepower at the neatly lined Confederate troops, but this could not change the overall situation. , The southern army broke into the northern army's position, and time seemed to go back to the era of cold weapons. The sound of bayonet collisions rose and fell in the smoke of the battlefield.

General Lewis Armistead, who held a saber in his hand, was like an ordinary soldier. He rushed to the small stone wall and raised his saber, pointing forward and shouting loudly.

"Rush forward, mount the bayonet! Rush... Rush..."

He jumped off the stone, still shouting, his voice was almost hoarse, and the soldiers rushing past him roared like beasts, they rushed over the stone wall, they stepped over the corpses on the ground, their hats fell off, their hair fell loose opened.

"Follow me, gentlemen, go!"

In order for all soldiers to see and follow him, General Lewis Armistead raised his cap with his saber.

"Gentlemen, follow me, go..."

He was swinging his saber, holding his hat on the point of the knife, his voice was hoarse, but his blood was boiling, and before his eyes, the Yankees were retreating...

After an hour of hand-to-hand combat, Confederate Hancock's Second Army collapsed. Under the fierce attack of tens of thousands of Confederate troops, he abandoned the Cemetery Ridge position and the entire Northern Union Army in Gettysburg.

In the evening, the Confederate flag was finally planted on the hill.

In the smoke, when the Confederate flag was planted on the hill, General Robert Lee was surrounded by compliments, and all the generals and staff officers around him were congratulating him!
"General, this is a great victory!"

Everyone knew what this victory meant—they had successfully completed the siege of Gettysburg by Union forces.However, their cheers did not last long - on the same day, the Battle of Vicksburg ended, and the Confederate defenders surrendered to General Ulysses Grant in the north.

After hearing the news, General Robert E. Lee just let out a long sigh.

The easy victory is lost!
Now the Confederate Army has no way to retreat, because Grant has gained the upper hand in the Battle of Vicksburg, and the Western Front of the Confederate Army is in danger of collapse.

The Legion of Virginia, like Grouchy's at Waterloo, is worthless by itself...

That night, standing on the mountain, General Robert E. Lee looked into the distance rather helplessly. If Vicksburg could persist for another two weeks, he would be able to reach the city of Washington in less than a week.

But what about now?
Standing there motionless, Robert Lee's expression was terribly cold, and after a long time, he let out another long sigh.

He closed his eyes.

God, what should I choose now?
Now, he had to focus on the problems of war.

choose?

Is there really a choice?
Is it going forward, is it going on, going all the way to Washington, or . . .

Although he didn't have an answer in his heart, Robert Lee knew that he had to fight, he couldn't wait, he wouldn't grow stronger while waiting, while the enemy had reinforcements from all directions, they would grow stronger... …

(End of this chapter)