Lin Gao Qiming

Chapter 638
"Master Zhentai, the bandits have set up camp with their backs to the sea, and they are already in a desperate situation!" Chang Qingyun said, "The reason he dared to do this is to rely on the cover of his navy. Tonight, when the night is dark, our army will send a mine regiment to conduct a training camp. Bravely set out from Xiaoyingchang, release Hunjianglong, and destroy its battleship..."

He Rubin indeed recruited and organized a 300-man mine team before the war, and also created [-] Hunjianglong.Because it was only used in preparation for the siege of Bopu, most of the mines and the sampans to be used for launching mines were not transported from Baisha Water Village, but only a hundred of them were brought with the army.

"How to cast without a sampan?" Some staffers questioned.

Chang Qingyun said confidently: "It doesn't matter. Just send someone to put down the mine at Xiaoyingchang, and release it along the current——students see Xiaoyingchang rushing into the sea, and there will be no problem in releasing the mine..."

Tang Yunwen finally couldn't help but said: "Mr. Chang! The currents in the Qiongzhou Strait have been flowing from west to east in the past few months."

Every summer, the Qiongzhou Strait is blown by the southwest monsoon, and the sea current follows the direction of the wind. It is impossible for the mines launched in Xiaoyingchang, east of the Kunzei camp, to drift there, but it is possible to drift to Qiongshan County.

"Oh," Chang Qingyun was slightly embarrassed, and immediately said again, "It doesn't matter if the direction of the water flow is not right. Tuan Yong is mostly a Dan family, and he is proficient in water. He can go into the water at night and push the mines to the side of the bandit warship."

He Rubin was not interested in this suggestion, the enemy's gunboats were nothing more than covering the rear of the Kun bandit camp.As long as the enemy camp can be broken tomorrow, those gunboats floating at sea will be of no use.Back then, with so many cannons on the large plywood boats of the Dutch, they could only watch as Ming's army surrounded their fortress on Penghu Island, and could not exert any force.As long as one's own people don't get dizzy and run to the beach.

He took care of his generals, let the soldiers rest well today, and prepare to fight tomorrow, and ordered all battalions to pay attention to guard against the enemy stealing the camp.When he was about to go down the tower, he saw that the enemy's camp was already brightly lit, and the sound of military drums and trumpets echoed one after another. It could be seen that the defense was very strict and the discipline in the camp was also very good.He couldn't help but have great doubts about whether the enemy was a group of "rabble".

At dawn the next day, the wake-up call in the camp of the Fubo Army blew loudly, and He Ming got up early to prepare for battle.After breakfast, the last reinforcement came from Lingao: the "sniper team" composed of veterans.Among them are all the veterans who are good at shooting, including firearms enthusiasts from the North American branch, and former shooting athletes who have been in the shooting training team before.Although they can't go directly to the battle, they have the ability to shoot accurately that is unparalleled in this time and space.

The dozen or so people used a variety of weapons, but almost all of them were bolt-action rifles brought by the North American branch.In North America, Mosin-Nagant, which is cheap and plentiful, occupies half of the country, and Qian Shuiting is unusually carrying a Swiss-made K31 straight-bolt rifle. This is a high-precision bolt-action rifle. It is a Raymington 700 rifle, and all sniper rifles are equipped with 6x scopes.Along with the sniper team came the photographers from the Cultural and Propaganda Department.Planning to make a documentary to promote the great martial arts of the Fubo Army.

The captains of the special investigation team all have digital DVs without exception, but they are all home-grade machines.And this time Ding Ding and others brought a semi-professional digital camera.Comes with a professional-grade telephoto lens.

He Ming instructed to disperse the sniper team on the towers everywhere, and some of them were placed in the fortifications of the earth embankment-the power of a sniper will not be lower than that of a cannon.In addition, each veteran will be assigned three students as observers and guards.Unless instructed otherwise, they were free to choose their targets—generals and officers being the first targets.

Although Ding Ding repeatedly asked to go to the front line to shoot, He Ming still did not send him to the embankment, but arranged for him to build a shooting track on the podium where he was.

"I'm not afraid of danger. To shoot this kind of documentary film, you must be on the front line."

"You are in the way in front of you." He Ming said bluntly, "Also, you can only shoot for a while, and you are not allowed to talk."

"When cleaning the battlefield, I will go to the front line..."

"I will arrange for you to go then."

After assigning snipers and photographers, He Ming called all battalion first-level chief officers together for a pre-war meeting.At the meeting, it was reported that the Ming army had occupied Xiaoyingchang last night.Of course, this has no effect on the upcoming battle.

When the meeting was coming to an end, he looked at the veteran officers who had gathered in the headquarters: many people had dark eyes, obviously they had not slept well.It's a natural thing for someone entering the battlefield for the first time.

"Comrades, the battle is about to begin." He said briefly to everyone, "For this day, you have been training recruits on the playground for two years. Now is the time to reflect your training results." He glanced at everyone, "Follow the plan! Disband!"

All officers saluted together.

He Ming returned the salute at attention, and finally said: "Go to fight, comrades!"

Above the barracks, two battalions of infantry had been brought up behind the parapet, and each company had a designated fighting position.The order to the company commander is very simple:
"Fight to the end here!"

Each received 200 rounds of ammunition.The rear sent another [-] spare Miniguns a few days ago, just in case the battle was too intense and the guns were damaged and there were too many guns to use.The soldiers were cleaning their guns and checking the ammunition in the last minute.The officers went back and forth to check the fortifications and the soldiers' equipment.

Wei Aiwen led the guards to patrol the embankment, chatting with the soldiers from time to time, using a calm and calm attitude to calm the soldiers' emotions.In fact, he himself was very nervous.But he tried to look calm and collected.

The flags of the two battalions were erected on the two protruding forts respectively. You Huhu, the commander of the 3rd Infantry Battalion, and Fu Sansi, the commander of the 5th Infantry Battalion.They took direct command of the troops from two key salient forts.Both were in brand new uniforms, bearing the insignia of all honors ever received.You Huo sat on a chair, with President Wen's frontier saber on his hands.Fu Sansi was smoking a cigarette thoughtfully, with an SKS with the bayonet opened in his hand.

All the artillery pieces, whether they belonged to the artillery company or the reserve ones, were dragged to the embankment yesterday and placed in the battery.Ten "typewriters" sponsored by the Navy were also placed in some key positions.Several of them were loaded onto carts for mobile defense.Sailors in blue uniforms stood in their positions, and a navy blue and white flag was flying.
The flag of the field army fluttered in the center of the camp.He Ming and his staff have already boarded the high platform in the center of the camp.Wired telephones, walkie-talkies, and telegraphs linked him to all the troops.

The 6th Infantry Battalion, which is the reserve force of the whole army, formed a square team under the high platform.

"Everyone sit down!" Zhu Quanxing ordered loudly, and then he himself sat on the ground, waiting for the order to go into battle.

Company after company, standard after standard, 1800 infantrymen in gray uniforms clutching bayonet-mounted rifles.Behind them came 2000 militiamen, all armed with spears, ready to throw themselves into the final battle.

It was quiet all around, the entire camp of the field army was completely silent now, there were no drums or horns, and there was no noise of people, except for the occasional messengers and orders who hurried past, only the hunting and fluttering of military flags could be heard.

Yang Zeng stood on the embankment, holding a command knife in his hand.Although the weather was not good, he could still clearly see the officers and soldiers in formation pouring out from various camps in the distance.After the men and horses were assembled.With the signal of a trumpet gun, the whole army moved towards the sea.No matter from the perspective of the veterans or the native officers, the formation of the Ming army is hard to say strict, but the momentum is amazing.The darkness is pressing towards this side
The Ming army advanced a few miles, and with the sound of a long horn, the marching team stopped three miles away from Dazhai.The archers and gunners walked to the front row, a row of half-kneeling people, and a row of people standing, ready to shoot arrows and guns at any time.Behind them are rows of long gunners, and card sword players are on the two wings, ready to fight at any time.

They are as many as black clouds!Yang Zeng couldn't help but clenched his command knife as he thought about it, there will be a fierce battle today!
The civil and military officials under He Rubin standing at the head of Chengmai County also had the same premonition. The embankment of the Kun bandit camp was already full of soldiers, but there was no noise coming from the other side. The other side was extremely quiet. It seems that they are ready to attack the attacking official army head-on.This feeling makes many people unhappy.

Qian Taichong squeezed into the crowd of staff, stretched his neck and looked at the bandit camp in the distance.He was amazed that a group of pirates from the sea could build such a large and well-organized military camp. He had never seen such a way of building a camp - using soil to form an embankment no taller than a person, with many large spikes protruding from all sides How can such a camp be defended?After all, they are overseas barbarians!He was thinking like this, but he was thinking about the "Six Chapters of Rehabilitation" that he was going to present to Mr. Zhao after the war.This article was written by him every night during the past few days. He sorted out the various methods of soothing the people after the military chaos that he had read from books and heard from others, and then based on what he learned from Gou Chengxuan selected and sorted out what he heard about Lingao, and finally compiled it into this long essay.It is divided into six chapters in total, namely: "Helping the People", "Relief", "Opening up Wasteland", "Recruiting Merchants", "Catching the Murderer" and "Consoling the Loyal".Qian Taichong read his article again and again, sometimes admiring the exquisitely written sentences.

In the camp at the south gate, Mr. Song Ming and Song Qian were ready to attack. Tong Yizhen gave him a hundred cavalry, and he knew that his cavalry would lead the charge in a while to test the enemy's camp.This is an extremely dangerous task, because I heard that the enemy's firearms are very powerful - Mr. He Qian's fiasco yesterday proved the rumors to be true.This temptation is likely to have no return.

The hundred cavalry had already lined up outside the trench, and each cavalry had a bow and arrow, ready to shoot arrows to harass the enemy after approaching the camp wall, test the enemy's defense strength, and find out the weakness of the camp.If the enemy's cavalry responded, they retreated immediately.

Three trumpets sounded, and he saw that the red flag had been hoisted above the city.Immediately raised his spear and shouted: "Kill!" The first rode his horse and rushed out.Behind is a hundred rides.The standard bearer and a dozen personal soldiers followed him closely.

Immediately, the horse's hooves shook the ground, and the shouts of killing shook the sky.All the battalions in the village shouted and beat drums to cheer.The momentum is amazing.There was a slight commotion on the embankment.

"Hold on! Hold on!" The officers on the embankment drew out their command knives and shouted. He Ming ordered: "The artillerymen don't fire, put them closer and shoot with rifles!"

Song Ming's cavalry rushed to the embankment in no time, and the enemy didn't send cavalry or infantry to fight, and they didn't even shoot firearms - if it was Daming's army, the enemy would have firearms when they were a hundred feet away from the wall Hands are misfiring firearms.He secretly wondered, because he heard He Qianzong said yesterday that the enemy's firearms had a long range, so he didn't dare to charge too close, and planned to quickly fire a round of arrows after a little closer to the embankment and then retreat.

He had just rode his horse over the two bulges, and when he turned over to pick up his bow, gunshots rang in his ears.

The bullets fired from each side of the two lobes swept across the entire cavalry from the left and right wings, and more than 20 cavalrymen fell down in an instant.Seven or eight of Song Ming's personal soldiers fell from their horses, and countless holes were pierced into the banner.He didn't dare to hesitate, he whipped the horse's buttocks, and rushed out immediately.

He Rubin could see clearly that the enemy's camp was very tightly defended, and the troops had to penetrate between the two bulges in order to attack. No matter which bulge attacked the side, they would be flanked by the firepower from the next bulge. Attack, if you attack the front of the convex angle alone, the front is too narrow to deploy troops at all.

It turns out that the salient fortress is so useful!He Rubin knew that the Dutch built their forts in this way, and he had also heard people talk about the benefits of this kind of fort.But there is always some doubt in my heart.Now seeing is believing.How obvious is the advantage of such a fort against an army armed with superior firearms!
Now the cannons of the Kun bandits have not yet fired, but only a volley of bird guns has shown such power.He Rubin was secretly worried.But he didn't show any worried expression, and still maintained an indifferent and serious appearance of a general who is not afraid of danger.He called Tong Yizhen over:

"General Tong, it's time for you to serve the court. You lead the whole army to attack the southern gate of the Kun bandits!"

Tong Yizhen received the general order, went down from the tower and returned to his camp.Song Ming's men and horses had just returned, and they lost about thirty riders, and many of the rest were also injured.

When Song Ming saw him coming, he hurried over to salute with his hands crossed.

"You don't need to be too polite, you take the brothers to rest for a while, and you have to contribute to the court later!"

Tong Yizhen knew that Song Ming was a brave general, he was not afraid of death, he was the first to charge every time, and he was often reckless regardless of all dangers, so he was called "the general who died".Seeing that he was able to escape with his life after such dangerous front and back shots, he couldn't help but wonder how much this man's life was.

"Yes! Your Excellency!" Song Ming said, "The Kun thief's firearms are extremely fierce..."

"Ben will know!" Tong Yizhen didn't say much, he was wearing iron armor and helmet, and immediately got on his horse.He yelled: "Gun!"

A soldier immediately handed him a long spear. He looked at the camp in the distance, roared the long spear, jumped on his horse, and rushed out to take the south gate of the camp.The Chaozhou soldiers under his command rushed forward, and General Lei Lian Zhao Qiansi led 2000 troops and rushed out from the east of the county at the same time, attacking the bandit camp together.

For a while, the drums shook the ground, shouting and killing.Flags, big and small, are all over the mountains and fields, fluttering in the wind under the dark clouds.In a blink of an eye, they had rushed almost a few hundred meters away.

He Ming picked up the phone: "The artillery fires!"

Zhang Bolin had been waiting for this order for a long time.As soon as he heard this order, he immediately ordered: "Fire!"

All the guns have been calibrated for firing distance and loaded with ammunition.With an order, the gunners stood up at the same time, grasped the matchlock tightly, and pulled it sideways.

More than a dozen cannons that were facing the direction of the enemy's impact sprayed long white smoke.The red cannonballs roared and flew towards the dense crowd. The 12-pound solid bullet flies to the enemy 457 meters away at a muzzle velocity of 1000 meters per second.Groups of black shadows slammed into the crowd with a howling sound, and blood and flesh flew all over the place. The shells that fell on the ground were bounced by the ground, jumped and rolled backwards, plowing bloody ditches in the formation.

The Ming army was not stopped by the artillery fire. The soldiers rushed forward like a tide. The generals rode their horses and shouted, galloping back and forth in the ranks to urge the soldiers to charge forward.The second round of shells flew over again, and rows and rows of soldiers were knocked off heads, torn bodies, and torn arms and legs by the jumping shells.Blood was flying everywhere, and fragmented corpses and screaming wounded were everywhere.Sometimes the cannonball seemed to be so slow that a foot could be stepped on it, but it still mercilessly tore the legs off the person.

The recoil after the 12-pound cannon was fired was astonishingly large, and one cannon retreated a full six or seven meters.In order to save the physical strength of the artillerymen, so as not to lose strength and unable to maintain the firing speed when hitting the rear, each cannon has prepared three propelling groups composed of livestock losers to help push the cannon back in turn. When the artillery stops, these people will catch up immediately Push the shoulder and pull the arm to reset the artillery.

The gunner holding the cannon brush immediately inserted the cannon brush with the end of the spiral metal rod for cleaning the barrel into the barrel of the gun and stirred it vigorously a few times, hooking out a few pieces of scorched and tattered cotton cloth. Soaked in fuming nitric acid, theoretically it should be burned together with the propellant when firing, but there will always be a part of it remaining every time it is fired.After clearing the barrel, a gunner turned the cannon brush upside down, dipped it in the bucket, inserted it into the barrel, and began to twitch repeatedly to clean the barrel.

"The chamber is cleared!"

"Load a solid bullet, and the target distance is 940 meters!"

(End of this chapter)