Dominate the Country

The Fuhan Army is here.

Before the sound of artillery stopped, the vanguard of the Second Division was ready, behind the small and medium-sized plywood trucks that were easily transported one by one, and the vanguard of the first two battalions. At eight o'clock, as soon as the sound of the artillery was extinguished and the whole world became dark, the troops of the two battalions pushed the plywood trucks and carefully moved towards the Qing army's position.

"Brothers, the time has come for the Second Guard Division to perform meritorious service. The courage of the Qing soldiers and Tatars has been shattered by our cannons."

"Everyone, fix your bayonets and grab the grenades. Let's penetrate the Tatar position in one go..."

When the attack began, the vanguards of the two battalions had burning fighting spirit in their chests, without any hesitation or fear. Plywood trucks were pushed up quickly.

"Bang..." A big firework rose from Changzhou City. The hot light illuminated the northwest corner and also illuminated the vanguard of the Second Guard Division.

Before Feng Sheng'e's military order spread throughout the entire Western Front battlefield, the Fuhan Army's attack had already been discovered by the Qing Army.

"Quick, quick. Speed ​​up..."

During the attack sequence, the officers' urgings sounded. The logistics soldiers pushing the plywood trucks mustered up their strength, and even the soldiers in the vanguard behind them would help them.

In the early days, the Fuhan army often set off fireworks when they were on guard at night. Large fireworks could be used as illumination bombs. The Qing army learned this trick. Now they used the same method in Changzhou, and of course they discovered the vanguard of the Second Guard Division that had sneaked up.

"Dang Dang Dang..."

The gongs and drums on the battlefield and on the top of the city were clanging, and along with the sound of gongs and drums were fireworks exploding in the air. But the bones of the Qing soldiers at the forefront were stiff at this time, and most of the soldiers' hands were trembling. How could they do it if they were asked to use muskets and cannons to fire at the Fuhan soldiers who came up to them at this time? ah.

The Qing army fired fireworks one after another, but there was still silence at the front of the position. A few gunshots occasionally sounded, but the position was even more silent.

The Fuhan Army's attack came too quickly. The Qing soldiers who had just survived a sea of ​​fire and bullets were horrified to find that there were scores of Fuhan soldiers in front of them. They were marching through the smoke and fire like an unstoppable torrent, majestic and swaying. He rushed over to wash everything!

Nervousness is contagious, and the tension on the battlefield will only get more tense. Before this feeling is broken by an external force, I have never been nervous. Soldiers suddenly regain their composure on the battlefield.

"Crash!" A medium-sized plywood truck was stuck in the ditch, and the two logistics soldiers and two soldiers of the second garrison division who were pushing the truck were suddenly hit against the side board. The four of them fell to their knees on the spot in pain. . But the soldiers of the Second Guard Division behind the plywood body did not hesitate at all, jumped across the ditch, and continued to advance quickly with swords and guns in hand.

"Brothers, the time has come for meritorious service. The cowardice of the Tatars and the two Tatars have been frightened to death by the cannon, and they will not even fire their guns."

"Brothers all rush at me..."

"Speed ​​up, everyone, speed up..."

It had been a few minutes since they were discovered by the Qing army. The leading troops of the two battalions pushed their carts forward in a hurry. As a result, the guns and artillery in the Qing army's frontline positions did not go off. This could not help but make the attacking troops of the Second Division even more vulnerable. Invigorate.

Even Chen Ming, who was behind the Fuhan Army, frowned slightly. He was not worried that the Qing army was up to something, but he understood that the morale of the Qing army on the opposite side was close to zero. The Fuhan Army's attack was nothing to worry about. The actual effectiveness cannot be tested.

Two battalions of Fuhan Army troops broke through the gap between the two armies' positions almost unscathed. Only sporadic gunfire rang out from the frontline positions of the Qing army, and the cannons deployed by the Qing army in the city also fired a few times, but this was more to embolden the Qing troops.

The disc tower on the west wall of Changzhou City and the turret in the northwest corner were originally equipped with artillery, but now let alone the disc tower and turret, even the female wall will be swept away by the Fuhan army's artillery group.

Regardless of whether it is a ten-pound cannon or a twelve-pound cannon, the iron bullets fired can cause serious damage to the towers and turrets. Even if they are concentrated for several hours, it is unclear whether the city wall wrapped in bricks and stones in Changzhou can support it.

"Tiger, tiger, tiger..."

Accompanied by the explosion of grenades, the two battalions of Fuhan soldiers with bayonets pointed straight into the Qing army's position like two ferocious tigers descending from the mountain.

Chen Ming stood on the high platform and looked at the Qing army's positions from a distance. The Qing army's large fireworks were being released continuously, so Chen Ming could see it very clearly, "It was like a hot knife inserted into lard. If we only take positions in the west and northwest corners of the city, these two battalions will be enough."

However, in Changzhou City, there was also a bad military atmosphere approaching the city gate. It didn't take much to think that this must be reinforcements mobilized by the Qing army.

"Are the ten-jin cannon and twelve-jin cannon ready? As soon as the west city gate opened, hundreds of Qing soldiers came out and gave me a hard beating!"

Of the Fuhan Army's six artillery positions, the only one that could perfectly cover Changzhou's Western Gate was the twelve-pound cannon, which was the most powerful and also had the longest range. A ten-pound cannon requires a certain amount of powder, and its accuracy is slightly inferior.

Changling is an old man under Feng Sheng'e. He holds the title of Commander-in-Chief of the Red Flag of Manchuria. His status is higher than that of Duan Xiulin, the admiral. He can be called the deputy general of Feng Sheng'e's army.

So this time he was the one who led the troops out of the city first, while Duan Xiulin lagged behind.

"Boom boom boom..." Duan Xiulin was waiting in the city wall of Xiying Gate, and from time to time he asked people to watch on the city wall to see where the attacking troops of the Fu Han Army were, so that he could have a better idea. As a result, when Duan Xiulin was here thinking about how to resist the offensive of the Fu Han Army, a burst of explosions like firecrackers suddenly sounded outside the city gate, followed by artillery shells falling into the city wall. Although many artillery shells were blocked by the surrounding city walls, some of them still entered the city wall.

Before Duan Xiulin could react, he was carried by his personal soldiers to hide in the city gate hole of the city wall, and then quickly moved to the soldier cave of the city wall. Duan Xiulin, who was still in shock, watched the tens of thousands of soldiers and horses inside and outside the Xiying Gate, who were in chaos under the artillery bombardment of the Fu Han Army, and became a pile of headless flies. Those lives were harvested by the blast waves and shrapnel like wood...

Changling was knocked over by the blast wave and fell into the moat. His loyal attendant, Goshha, jumped down to save him. A group of people huddled in the moat, but they didn't dare to rescue Changling immediately. There were shells everywhere outside!

"Go to the south of the city, go to the south of the city."

Changling was fifty years old. He had suffered a great crime, but his mind was still clear. He shouted to his attendant, Goshha, to take him to the south of the city quickly, instead of continuing to hide under the Xiying Gate.

The Fu Han army blocked the Xiying Gate with cannons, and there were also troops attacking the positions in the west and northwest corners of the city. If they continued to stay in the moat, they would be in danger of being caught in a jar.

It was still a few minutes before nine o'clock. In just one hour, the trenches and countless civil engineering works arranged by the Qing army outside the west city of Changzhou were all taken down by the Fu Han army.

Feng Sheng'e's face was pale. He couldn't imagine that the position outside Changzhou City that he had carefully built was completely destroyed by just one blow. He risked his life to climb up the city wall and looked at the Qing prisoners of war being escorted by the Fu Han Army below. They walked out of the trench area listlessly, holding their heads, and gathered at the front of the position like a large black mass.

The Fu Han Army seemed to have more courage!

Feng Sheng'e didn't dare to bet on how much "remaining courage" the Fu Han Army had left. He sent a large number of troops in the city to replace the soldiers in the positions outside the city on the north, south and west sides.

Feng Sheng'e returned to the city from the top of the city in a daze. As soon as he sat down, people from the north and south cities sent people to report that the Fu Han Army had launched an attack on the Qing Army's positions outside the city on the north and south sides!

The same garrison second division, the same plywood truck.

Chen Ming moved to the high platform outside the north of the city and watched the gunfire of the Qing army on the opposite side. Part of the artillery fire of the Fu Han army was still bombarding the north city position. Moreover, the attacking garrison 2nd division did not launch the attack from the front. The flank of the Qing army outside the north city, and the northwest corner had been captured by the Fu Han army.

Standing on the high platform, Chen Ming could clearly see the light on the Qing army position that flickered like fireflies, and he could also see the offensive of the garrison 2nd division's attacking troops through the large fireworks fired by the Qing army.

"This plywood car is pretty good."

The Qing army's large and small cannons have limited accuracy and quantity, and the more dense bird guns have little effect on the plywood car. The garrison 2nd division troops attacking from the front quickly approached the range of one mile in front of the Qing army position. The garrison 2nd division troops attacking from the flank were more aggressive, and the fragmentation shells fired by the mortars had covered the Qing army position in front of them.

Gao Yanming personally "sat in" the No. 1 artillery position, and a thousand special bullets that he and his men had urgently processed were moved to the position. This was one of the total number of special bullets, and another part was in the No. 6 position.

"Aim and fire, aim and fire."

The rear formation of the Fu Han Army suddenly released large fireworks, orange-red, and three in a row.

This was the agreed signal that Gao Yanming had made with the Second Garrison Division. The attacking troops of the Second Garrison Division, who had already been greeted, all pulled up the wet veil around their necks and covered their faces.

"Boom boom boom..." A burst of artillery fire fell like a meteor to the north and south of the city. These shells were fired from the No. 1 and No. 6 positions, the two outermost and most north-south artillery positions, and they all used ten-jin and twelve-jin cannons.

Hearing the sudden increase in the intensity of the artillery fire from the opposite side, some of the Qing soldiers stationed in the trenches could not help but lower their heads. It was obvious that the intensity of the artillery fire from the Fu Han Army had increased, and the intensity of the Qing army's counterattacks on the positions had also decreased significantly.

Shells fell one by one on the positions outside the north and south cities of Changzhou, and these shells also exploded, but the explosion power seemed too weak. A palm-sized shrapnel hit Eldenbao's back. Eldenbao, who was lying in the trench, did not realize that it was a shrapnel, but thought it was a piece of soil. He shook his body, and the shrapnel rolled off his back. Seeing this palm-sized shrapnel, Eldenbao couldn't help but widen his eyes, "It turns out that Chen Ni also has such a bad bullet!" With such a large shrapnel, the shrapnel would probably explode in two pieces? No wonder the sound suddenly dropped. And such a bad bullet, such a dog-skinned mess, Eldenbao thought it would only appear on the Qing side.

The Qing Dynasty had the manufacturing technology of shrapnel shells, but because of the backward and corrupt system and management of its Wubeiyuan, the explosion rate of the shrapnel shells produced was only more than half of the strong ones. Many shrapnel shells could only explode twice, and the weak lethality was shocking. However, such shells could still be stamped with the seal of the Wubeiyuan and sent to the front line in a dignified manner.

Born in Zhuhu, Jilin, Eldenbao followed Fulingan out of Myanmar as a vest in his early years. He was promoted to the third-class guard for his merits, then joined the Eight Banners New Army, and followed Hailancha to fight the Battle of Taizhou. Now he has been promoted to a lieutenant and commands two thousand musketeers.

After throwing the shrapnel to the bottom of the tunnel, the gloating on the corner of Eldenbao's mouth had not yet disappeared, but his eyes suddenly felt a burning pain, and then his nose smelled an extremely spicy and choking smell...

"A-choo, A-choo..." Eldenbao didn't bother to look up and yell at his soldiers to fire their guns. He sneezed all over, and tears and noses came out.

"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough..."

Countless heart-wrenching coughs sounded in the trenches outside the north and south cities. Just after a moment, one by one, the Qing soldiers ran back along the communication trench in a panic, regardless of the shells that continued to fall on their heads and the Fu Han army rushing from the opposite and side.

"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough..." At this moment, there was only this kind of sound left in the world.

In Ayintu's eyes of disbelief, and in Gao Yanming's hearty laughter, the soldiers of the Second Garrison Division effortlessly seized the positions in the south and north of the city. I don't know how many Qing soldiers were captured without resistance amidst the heart-wrenching coughs.

"Seize the position, seize the position." Gao Jinghui's face was smiling like a bear that had stolen honey.

This special bullet made by Gao Yanming should not be underestimated. If you are not prepared, even a strong man, no matter how good you are at fighting, will still have no resistance to spicy chili powder and mustard powder.

Suddenly enveloped by the "poison gas" of the special bullet, more than 70% of the tens of thousands of Qing troops in the south and north of the city lost their combat effectiveness. Except for a part of them who forced themselves to escape back to the city, at least 3,000 to 4,000 people were captured in tears.

After being dragged out of the position, these people breathed in fresh air in big gulps, and everyone's face looked like they had survived a disaster. The feeling of lying on the ground or in the trench with the body curled up, coughing like a broken heart, was really unbearable.

"Pa——" Ayintu punched the city wall with anger, breaking the skin of his hand, and the pungent smell in the air said it all. "Despicable, too despicable!"

No matter how hard the Qing army racked their brains, they couldn't think of such a bad method.

"Despicable, despicable..." Ayintu shouted in grief and hatred, and roared in grief and hatred, but he couldn't save the fact that the positions on the north, south and west sides were all lost. Changzhou only had the east side left. If the positions on the east side of the city were lost again...