To be honest, the muzzle velocity of an iron-cased artillery shell weighing 5 kilograms never exceeds 100 meters per second. After a few seconds of flight, the almost spherical projectile design slows down after losing its boost force.
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So much so that the naked eye can clearly see the trajectory of its cannonballs!
But that still has a speed of 70 to 80 meters per second. It doesn't mean that you can hide when you see it.
As a result, many Japanese saw a black sphere coming over the top of the mountain and slamming down on them.
Then, it exploded at a height of about seven or eight meters from the ground!
Yeyue Village uses its own black gunpowder, which is the ancient gunpowder formula of monosulfur, dinitrate, and charcoal. This kind of gunpowder has low explosive power and is unstable. It will explode if there is a spark or a violent impact. It will basically not be used in the future.
It is used for fireworks.
However, despite the age of black gunpowder, as long as it is filled with too much, it can still kill people. What's more, this kind of treasure in Yeyue Village, which is called the explosive bomb, is not only filled with 1.5 kilograms of explosives, but also
There are pieces of iron and stones up to 2.5 kilograms.
To put it bluntly, air waves and other things are too far away for the Jiuli people and are not in their world, but iron pieces and stones activated by explosives can definitely make people bloody.
And what’s more! These iron pieces and specially polished granite stones have been specially treated.
The Jiuli people's philosophy in foreign war is: Either don't fight, or if you want to fight, you must completely kill the opponent!
They don't understand bacterial infection, but they also know that it is difficult to heal a wound after it is contaminated.
Therefore, the iron pieces and stones in these "explosive bombs" that are only used against powerful enemies are soaked in years of feces and urine and then dried. For fear that they are not dirty enough, in addition to being produced by the village, they are even made
Mix it with the feces of several carnivorous creatures such as wolves, bears, and pigs.
Let’s not talk about the strong smell, let’s talk about the rich bacterial species in it. It is estimated that in the future, doctors will have to use all kinds of antibiotics to ensure that the guys who are hit by this thing will not suffer from sepsis!
Knowing that the explosive bombs behind them were about to be fired, the residents of Yeyue Village on the mountainside, including the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, hid themselves tightly. They were even more cautious than when throwing a 'killer bee' hive.
After all, they still have medicine to dispel the killer bees, but if they get a piece of them, they may die. Those little gadgets stuffed into the explosive bombs were all made by their hands.
"Peng!" With a loud noise, the iron shell exploded in the air like an oversized firework, exploding more than 20 meters away from the mountain road on the hillside in Area 4.
However, apart from the loud noises and thick smoke rising, there were no extremely gorgeous fireworks, only countless pieces of iron and stones flying in all directions at 360 degrees without blind spots!
A howl sounded!
At least a dozen Japanese soldiers were hit. Whether they were lying down or curled up, unless they could hide their whole bodies under the bunker, very few people within a radius of 500 meters could escape this attack.
Heavy fragmentation fire from a heavy 'mortar'.
This means that there are many natural bunkers in the mountainous area, and the Japanese troops are widely distributed. If the old man's artillery skills were higher and the explosion happened to be above the mountain road, it is estimated that many more Japanese troops would be hit by the fragments.
"Baga!" Haruta Umono, who had been stung by the killer bee into a pig's head, roared again.
Why is it that I am always there when Mao is injured? The Japanese Army Captain, who was covering his left arm and looking at the blood flowing out of his left arm, felt his hatred for Second Lieutenant Inoto Saburo at this moment.
Is it possible not to hate that guy? If that guy didn’t insist on keeping it secret and wanted to kill the Chinese mountain people, how could he go to this damn place and fight with the Chinese mountain people?
The result is good, someone has a gun, a bee, and a cannon!
What's even more infuriating is that almost every injury is caused by him, the commander.
In the last round of wasp attacks, if he hadn't wisely thrown his helmet far away, and then quickly got into a bush, his whole body would be three times bigger now, not just his head like a pig's head.
As a result, before the wasps could fly far, the shell came again, and before he could hide under the stone, he received another shrapnel on his left arm.
That is to say, the explosives used in Chinese artificial artillery shells are not powerful enough. Otherwise, he might not be covering the wound on his left arm, but crying while holding a broken arm.
Perhaps, if the Japanese army captain had the opportunity to return to the field hospital of his division, and the doctor looked at his wounds that would definitely rot and turn black and suggested amputation, he would take back his "childish" idea.
In this era without antibiotics, the wounds of Japanese infantrymen hit by shrapnel would have varying degrees of infection, and no more than one in 10 would survive, which was far lower than the normal survival rate.
It's just that the Japanese Army Captain was correct in one thing. The power of black powder is indeed insufficient. The driving force generated by the explosion is far less than that of yellow gunpowder. Therefore, most of the Japanese soldiers who were hit are the most vulnerable unless they are hit in vital parts.
Their heads were protected by steel helmets. Only two or three people were directly killed by shrapnel, and the rest were only injured.
As for whether he will die from bacterial infection in the future, that is in the future, at least he has not completely lost his combat effectiveness yet!
But the weakening of combat effectiveness is a sure thing.
The old man's artillery fire was actually pretty good. The five shells he fired in succession basically exploded in the predetermined area. One of them even landed on a narrow mountain road, tearing apart a Japanese light machine gun and its shooter.
But after all, the local artillery was not a cannon produced by a regular factory, and the quality of its shells was even more difficult to guarantee. There were as many as two duds out of the five shells. That was because they hit the ground and shattered before they could explode in the air. The amazing thing is that not
The stable black powder did not explode due to violent impact.
In Japanese terms, it may be the blessing of Amaterasu.
What's even more terrible is that after firing six consecutive shells, the sixty-year-old man sadly discovered that the old stone mortar could no longer be fired. There was a crack visible to the naked eye on the barrel. The sixth shell did not explode when it was fired.
, it is definitely the result of the ancestors of Yeyue Village forming a group to bless them.
The old man was also a ruthless man. When he saw that he had brought so many cannonballs, but the cannons could no longer be used, he did not hesitate. With a wave of his hand, the 20 young men following him ran toward the battlefield holding a cannonball each.
In his original words: If the cannon cannot be fired, then we will use people to smash the cannonballs out.
If the captain of the Pig-headed Saburo team who suggested killing whomever they met knew that they were going to kill such a tough bunch, I don't know if they would regret it!
But this is somewhat result-oriented thinking, and there is no regret medicine in this world!
Just like Long Ying, Long Yan watched his people continue to fall under the precise shooting of the Japanese army. Did the siblings ever regret it?
From a human perspective, there must be!
After all, it was Long Ying's own decision to fight side by side with Shen Laoliu, because she was once a member of the Chinese army, she knew her family and country, and she wanted to be with her comrades.
And Long Yan chose to fight because his only sister was rushing to the battlefield. If he was allowed to watch his sister die in battle, not to mention he would spend the rest of his life in pain and regret, and his parents who had passed away would also never
will forgive him.
Chinese people, no matter what their ethnicity, are inseparable from the bond of blood! This was engraved into their genes after their ancestors walked down the trees and started hunting in groups.
Both siblings have reasons to join the war, but what about the people in Yeyue Village? They will never watch the children in their village die, and one of them is the leader, so there is such a line that cannot be cut off.
logical chain.
But in the end, they are the ones who bear the responsibility for death.
However, within 20 minutes of fierce fighting, more than 40 musketeers died under the fierce firepower of the Japanese army, and more than 50 people were seriously injured.
The reason why it was so tragic was not really because of how awesome the Japanese army's firearms were, but mostly because the Japanese army used the smoke-filled battlefield to lurk into an area of more than 20 meters to throw grenades.
The continuous grenade throwing attacks caused huge physical damage to the gun soldiers, but also caused psychological damage.
The battlefield at Flesh Mold Lake made the faces of the tough young men of Yeyue Village show panic for the first time. They desperately dragged the bodies of their relatives and friends to hide in safer places, regardless of whether the bodies in their hands were still alive or not.
, and even forgot to fight back.
If it weren't for Shen Laoliu, Zhang San, Long Ying, and Long Yan leading the few remaining riflemen to fight back desperately, the Japanese army might have broken into the mountainside defense line without giving them a chance to rescue the wounded.
The casualties may not be just a hundred people, but the entire defense line on the right flank of the mountain will die!
Of course, it does not mean that the Japanese army did not pay the price. Of the more than 270 Japanese soldiers, more than 60 were killed on the spot, and as many as hundreds were injured.
In terms of casualty rate alone, the number of villagers led by three sergeants armed with guns and artillery was even lower than that of the Japanese army.
This record is enough to be proud of no matter which battlefield it is in China!
This is also true. After this battle, the Shanxi East Frontline Command named the battle the Battle of Sanyue Valley, and included the villagers of Yeyue Village who participated in the battle into the scope of pensions. The villagers who died and were injured in the battle were all paid according to the regular army
Compensation!
Years later, Brigadier Cheng, who returned to eastern Shanxi, personally dug the first shovel of soil with a shovel and laid the foundation stone for the Battle of Sa Yue Valley monument!
In his words: If it weren't for the heroic resistance of the people of Yeyue Village, which allowed these Japanese troops to enter the rear wing of our defense line, we don't know how many soldiers would have sacrificed for it! Their sacrifices were for our Chinese soldiers.
, they deserve to be immortal!
The residents of Yeyue Village also returned to their homes at that time! They not only guarded the heroic men who died here, but also waited for those who left for revenge!
But no one knows how many of them will return in the end!
In the distant mountains, Lu Zhongda used the rising red flare to find the 'Little Chicken' who had run seven kilometers at high speed in just 25 minutes and collapsed to the ground!
Holding the note written by Shen Laoliu, Lu Zhongda was shocked and then sad. How could he not know the outcome of a confrontation between two people leading a group of villagers and at least one infantry squadron against the Japanese army?
Looking for reinforcements? That is naturally the safest option. Even an infantry company can make these elite Japanese troops who dare to penetrate the mountains hate themselves.
But the key is, is it too late? It's not that it's too late to find these Japanese soldiers, but it's that it's too late to save his brothers?
It’s too late!
Not to mention that Shen Laoliu and the others didn't have a strong head and six arms, even if they did, they would never be able to stop the more than 200 Japanese troops.
What emerged in Lu Zhongda's mind was the lonely figure of Deputy Company Commander Gu Xishui!
"Lao Lu, do you know? I have run very fast and exhausted all my strength, but if I could have known that Yaomei'er was in such a dangerous place, I would have exploded my lungs and my blood would have
After running away, I still have to rush to tell her: I like you!" When Gu Xishui talked about this, his tone was very calm.
But Lu Zhongda could still see a few tears in the lowered eyes of the young officer who was hailed as the most promising young officer in the Four Lines Regiment.
"It's too late! I didn't have time to tell her. What a pity! Even if every time I go to see her, I will sit there all night and tell her many times!"
The love that was too late to express was Gu Xishui’s biggest regret in life, but what about the comrades who were too late to save?
It only took Lu Zhongda 10 seconds to make his own decision.
Three red flares shot into the sky. Lu Zhongda left one person waiting there and took the chicken and ran towards Yeyue Village!
There are more than 3 groups of scouts in this area, and they will all arrive within 20 minutes. One person will return to the main position to ask for help, and everyone else will rush to Yeyue Village with all their strength!
The scouts of the Four Elements Regiment are also very determined!
However, heavy mountains hindered their progress. Even though they had tried their best and discarded all their burdens except firearms and ammunition, it seemed that they were still too late.
At this time, in Sa Yue Valley, the final moment of decisive battle has arrived.
Zhang San's thousand-round ammunition belt has been completely empty, and the MG34 machine gun that worried the Japanese army the most has completely lost its power.
Shen Laoliu's semi-automatic rifle and only 20 bullets left, no matter how accurate he was, could not decide the entire battlefield.
Long Ying's two shell guns also emptied all the magazines. The expensive imported box guns, which required Yeyue Village to save funds for a year, were like two bricks. They were smashed by Long Ying without hesitation while he was climbing up.
of Japanese troops.
As for the muskets, they became useless very early. Not only did the musket soldiers suffer a large number of casualties, but this almost primitive firearm could not withstand high-intensity shooting, and many of them exploded directly.
With the opponent's firepower greatly weakened, the Japanese army, which was also red-eyed, no longer even provided any fire cover. Except for a few machine gunners, the rest went into attack.
The mountainside defense line has long been lost, and the Japanese army has begun to attack the top of the mountain!
As grenades continued to explode and thick smoke rose, one after another Japanese soldiers jumped up to the top of the mountain with rifles in hand.
The Japanese army captain was among them. The extreme pain from his body revived his lost spirit, and he personally directed his remaining subordinates to attack the Chinese last line of defense.
What supports his bravery may be the hatred that goes deep into his bones!
Before his reinforced infantry squadron had time to fight the Chinese army, its combat effectiveness had been reduced by half. Not to mention more than half of its members were injured, and there were as many as 70 remains lying in the mountains of China.
Such a casualty rate has undoubtedly put a label of poor command on his head. Being stripped of his military rank is already the highest level of luxury. The brigade commander who is famous for his brutality may not give it.
His chance.
Springfield Youwu must see what kind of Chinese people have ruined all his futures, and he must use the saber in his hand to chop off the heads of those unruly people!
The double pain from the body and soul was like a poisonous snake devouring the heart of the Japanese army captain, and it also stimulated him to drive more than 110 of his subordinates to the top of the right wing in an almost crazy manner.
Then, through the gunpowder smoke, he saw one after another poorly dressed Chinese pulling out long knives and, led by a woman with long hair in her mouth, shouting and rushing towards them.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The Japanese soldiers who rushed to the top of the mountain instinctively picked up their rifles and fired the bullets in the barrels.
In the thick smoke, more than thirty figures fell down, but more than 100 people still rushed towards them!
"Yoshi! Hand-to-hand combat!" A cruel smile appeared on the Japanese army captain's face that was so swollen that it was almost ferocious.
In hand-to-hand combat, Imperial infantry is best at breaking down the opponent's courage.
And a group of Chinese civilians dared to challenge the imperial infantry's best tactics. How could he not be excited?
The Japanese army captain and his confident infantrymen seemed to have forgotten that half an hour ago, this group of Chinese civilians had a near draw with them armed with the crudest thermal weapons!
And the five-foot-long Jiuli sword in their hands is their most handy weapon!
Their ancestors secretly learned the skills of making samurai swords from the Tang Dynasty. At least half of them came from this kind of sword.
What's even more terrible is that if the Japanese Army's 38-meter rifle and 38-meter bayonet are 1.75 meters long, and can take advantage of the "one inch long, one inch strong" advantage against the thick-backed knives used by the Northwest Army, then the five-foot-long
The Jiuli Battle Sword is really not that good for them.
The one-foot-long handle can even be used as a block, fending off Japanese bayonets!
And if we want to talk about the sharpness of the Jiuli sword's blade, the fine iron sword that Long Yan is holding, which was crafted by craftsmen in the village over a period of 15 years, can prove everything.
Long Yan, who came with hatred, faced the stabbing attack of a Japanese soldier. He roared and slashed at him with a knife without dodging, forcing the Japanese soldier who did not want to die together to have to return the gun to block.
Then, with the blessing of huge power, the sharp sword cut a 38-meter rifle and the Japanese infantry below into two like a crushing force!
A person falls in two directions!
The spurting blood instantly turned the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, whose face could still be clearly seen, completely into red, covering his entire face, mouth, and nose!
The whole person is like a burning torch!
But that's not the scariest thing.
The most frightening thing is that the one eye left in each Japanese army that was divided into two halves is still blinking, and half of its lips are still moving!
This knife came so fast that the Japanese soldiers didn't even have time to die!
With just one sword, the power is overwhelming!
The hair on the Japanese Army Captain’s body was so excited that it almost stood up like a little hedgehog!
This chapter has been completed!