Chapter 291 The initial shelling!
The expression on Major Marbury's face also looked very relaxed. He will pay for it. As for the fact that you want your horse to kick the commander's ass, I believe you will have this opportunity soon, but now, lieutenant, please wait for my orders here patiently.
"Yes, Major Marbury, I think, in fact, you can defeat this arrogant Chinese army without our cavalry. However, I don't mind the last fatal blow to our enemies, which is what our cavalry likes to do most. After returning a military salute, Lieutenant Robben pulled off the horse's head and returned to his team, where more than 150 cavalry were standing beside their beloved war horses, holding the saber around their waists, stroking the horse's neck, and calmly waiting for the upcoming killing.
With the sound of the command, the Dutch soldiers arranged in several teams began to move forward cautiously and slowly with the rhythm of the drums. Marbury rode a war horse and walked slowly in the front of the team. The telescope in his hand was picked up in front of him from time to time to observe the movement of the enemy. The enemy was so silent. Standing behind a long sandbag low wall, the outrageous, iron-black helmet in Marbury's eyes glowed blue-gray metal.
However, the enemy troops from the north and south sides did not move at all, as if they were full of confidence in those companions in front of them. This made Marbury frown more tightly. You know, although the army of the Dutch colony has not fought head-on with the Lanfang Chinese army before, its small troops often disguised as pirates or bandits to harass or plunder people and wealth. Naturally, it is clear how big the combat effectiveness of the two sides is.
Although Lanfang's army is very brave and tenacious in battle, they absolutely do not have the courage to fight face to face with the Dutch. Most of them are forced to fight, and they often have to pay heavy casualties to repel the Dutch ingress.
The captured commissioner Ovimas is not very clear about the composition of the army because he has been imprisoned, but one thing is certain is that it is an elite army composed of the subordinates of a powerful oriental pirate.
However, even if the elite pirates leave the sea, can they still play jumping tactics on land? Can they be opponents of the regular army on land?
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"Do they have other dependeties?" Marbury narrowed his eyes and looked around with a telescope, but he did not find that the other side had a heavy artillery position. Some were just infantry guns exposed in the gap of the sandbag on the front line of him.
Without the deterrence of strong firepower, this 2,000-strong Chinese army can't win on the battlefield. However, what makes Marbury feel a little headache is that the chest-length position of the other party's sandbag and their obviously metal helmets will indeed bring excellent protection to these Chinese people, because if the Dutch soldiers want to kill each other, they can only accurately aim at the top to the helmet, down to the chest wall. More than a foot of space.
"It seems that Liang Pengfei, the head of the Chinese pirate in Ovimas, has some background, but the more so, the more it proves their fear of us in their hearts." The corners of Marbury's mouth bent slightly and withdrew the telescope that had not been observed around him. The horse crossed a collapsed low wall and continued to move forward. Behind him, 3,000 Dutch soldiers walked silently and proudly and walked slowly with the drums, as if even the towering mountains were blocked. I can't stop their steps forward.
The footsteps of three thousand soldiers were neat and heavy, which made the dust scattered. At this moment, in a private house outside the castles passed by this army, several ghosts were hiding in a kiln, and one of them was cracking through a big tree that was completely dead and hollowed out of the core. In the gap, I observed the Dutch soldiers passing by dozens of steps away.
"How's it going?" Below, several other probes poked their heads to the brother's platform and asked in a very low voice. This one just put his hand back into the tunnel and made a gesture. After the few people who stayed below knew the situation from the gesture, they turned around feebly and drilled back into the cellar where the height could only make people walk with their heads down.
"What else can we do? Those Dutchmen have begun to advance to the young master's battle. It seems that they really want to fight with our young master." The man who dived back into the kiln lit an oil lamp. With the light of the oil lamp, he could see that a dark and deep hole was exposed on the other end of the kiln, and there were several rope-like leads at the mouth of the cave. Naturally, this is the lead of 20,000 catties of explosives buried under the castle. Explosion place.
"Cut, those stupid birds, how can you win those brothers of the special battalion?" One of the men who was croaning with peanuts sneered. The dim light reflected half of his face, and the expression was indifferent, and the face with two scars was full of contempt.
"When on earth will it happen? I'm waiting for itching. It's been almost a day since I lurked here last night." A young soldier of the Liang family moved his buttocks impatiently.
"What's wrong with the day? Thinking of those years, I hid in the toilet of Wu Butcher's family for two days and two nights before I chopped up that guy. What is this? If you eat and drink, you can lie on the ground for a while when you are tired, and you don't have to suffer from the hot head. You can't stand it in less than a day. Believe it or not, I will kick you back to the ordinary army.
"Oh, no, my good master, I'm just scratching. In fact, I can't wait to stay here for a few more days." Hearing the words of the scar face, the young man quickly stepped forward with a hippie smile and flattered the man on his back. It made several other people laugh secretly.
"Don't call me master. Now that we are soldiers, you should call me officer. Humph, remember, unless there is a signal from the young master, we can only stay here. You know, the young master entrusted this heavy responsibility to us, which is the trust of our contingent, understand? The scar face said in a low voice to the people standing next to him.
"Yes, sir." Those people answered in a neat and low voice. Under the dim light, their faces were full of expressions called glory.
"Two miles away, how are the soldiers preparing?" Liang Pengfei stood on the position and looked with a telescope behind the sandbag chest wall at the Dutch who had already walked out of the scattered residential area and were beginning to line up as a line of scattered troops.
"Young master, don't worry, the soldiers can enter the battle at any time. The only worry is that if the storm comes too early, it will affect the sight and our weapons. In that case, it will be difficult for us to anniirate our opponents." Ni Ming kept looking at the approaching cloud line in the west with an anxious face.
"It doesn't matter. No one is more used to fighting in the storm than us, because we are pirates. It is common to fight in extremely difficult weather all year round. Here, I don't have to worry about stepping on my feet, and I don't have to worry about the bumps that will lead to the inability to hit my opponent." Liang Pengfei smiled and said loudly.
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"Young master, the other party seems to be in a hurry to attack. You see that their formation has begun to approach before it has fully unfolded." Liang Shuisheng pointed to the front at this time.
"It seems that they are afraid that the storm will turn the muskets in their hands into fire sticks, which is normal. But young master, are we sending a signal now? Bai Shusheng touched his bare chin and made his own suggestion.
"No, I need to let my soldiers fight with these Dutch people in a dignified way, so that they can understand that our soldiers will never be afraid of the enemy's muzzle, let alone the enemy's huge size. They will only ask us officers where the target and direction they want to attack." Liang Pengfei looked left and right. Under the iron-black helmet, there were young faces. After today, it is very likely that many people will never see them again, but someone has to sacrifice. There is no war without bloodshed.
Officers at all levels are repeatedly telling their subordinates over and over again that they are not nervous, but they also don't want their brothers to be separated forever.
"Attention, look straight ahead and don't raise your head. The helmet on your head will be able to protect your eating guy."
"...focus your attention. After firing, turn right and leave. Don't interfere with the shooting of the brothers behind you..."
"... You are all veterans. There must have killed a lot of people. You won't be timid if you play with a knife, but you must not be stupid and bold. You must obey orders and must not act without authorization!"
When the Special First Battalion calmed down again, the Dutch had approached a distance of about 300 meters from the position of the Special First Battalion. The guns of this era could not be aimed at within this distance, and even the rifling gun could not accurately hit the target at this distance.
What makes Marbury a little confused is that the other party's artillery has not opened fire, or even has no intention of firing. Doesn't the other party have artillery? However, this idea only turned around in his head and was thrown away. He nodded to the messengers beside him, and the infantry cannons that had been placed in the soldiers' queue were ready to start shooting.
After the infantry gunner lit the lead with a torch, the infantry gun suddenly set back, the muzzle spewed out a scorching white smoke, and the shell roared fiercely at the position of the Chinese army. The war has finally begun!
Twenty light infantry cannons were fired almost at the same time, and the roar echoed over the battlefield. However, when the shell hit the target, Marbury couldn't help frowning slightly, because before the other side was ready to ignite, the soldiers who had exposed half of their upper body were like a group of The timid mole who signaled suddenly disappeared behind the position. Eighteen of the twenty solid shells accurately hit the chest wall made of sand, but only smashed deep pits of sand there. The other two shells went straight over the chest wall and flew into the distance.
(to be continued)