Chapter 441: The Magic Box "King Yan! King Yan! King Yan!"

After hearing this voice, the Major General of the Mengtuo class was a little puzzled. He asked to the adjutant on the side: "Ask the Chinese, what is this voice?"

The adjutant quickly replied: "That is the Chinese who are shouting their king and his highness, the King of Yan!"

"He is a real hero!" Major General Mentoban looked at the red flag on the hill ahead with a telescope. He could clearly see the horses there: "His Royal Highness is here to command the front line, but French soldiers, victory belongs to you after all!"

"No matter what kind of past they have, it is just the past. You represent the end of light!"

He had a firm confidence in his statement. No army in this world can stop the progress of the French army, and the just-concluded Crimean War perfectly proved this.

Although the army with the strongest troops in Europe purchased a large amount of advanced equipment and trained with world-class military instructors, the French army easily defeated the enemy and captured the fortress. Major General Mengtoban had already seen that the French infantry had rushed into the positions of the Hong Army with bayonets with bayonets under the support of artillery. The two sides had already launched white wars, and the French army even captured some frontier positions.

The battle will soon end. Major General Mengtoban has considered when to put the final reserve team into the battle and what to pursue. Therefore, he deliberately took off his military cap and headed towards the King of the small hill in the distance, and then rode a horse forward for a hundred steps, within the range of the Minni rifle of the Hongjun.

He ignored the stray bullets that were fired from time to time. He firmly believed that the battle would end in half an hour. If it went well, decisive results would be achieved within ten minutes.

Facts proved that Major General Mentoban thought too optimistically. War was an extremely complex art. After the initial assault, the French army's advance became difficult. Some veterans even had this feeling that even in Crimea, the battle was not so difficult.

The raindrops and shells never stopped. The bravest officers in the company have now become corpses in the mud. Or they dictate their last words on the ground, and some people have lost their usual courage and only know how to roll on the ground. Many companies have even lost one-third or even more officers.

The braver the company, the greater the casualties. Even the proud Marx team had to retreat and reorganize the attack when the casualties were nearly half. The battles in many areas had become stalemates, and the two sides were confronting and shooting, trying to destroy the opponent with the most intense firepower.

But the other party never retreated, and they shouted loudly: "King Yan! King Yan! King Yan!"

His Highness, the respected king, did not retreat. He always stood on the front line of battle with his own guards. Now the front lines of both sides can be described as intertwined. Infantry everywhere shouted loudly: "Where are the artillery! Where are the artillery!"

The distance between the two sides is too close. Now, the French artillery is afraid to organize a powerful volley like in the beginning, given the harm of accidental injury caused by shrunks. The artillery of the Hongjun has carried forward the tradition of bayonets on cannons. They dragged the artillery up again and again, and then came a fierce shotgun towards the French army: "Double shotgun! Double shotgun!"

The launch of hundreds of leads is not something that ordinary people can bear, so the Major General of the Mentoban had to order: "Let the Chinese come up quickly and carry our wounded. We cannot waste time. They are all French citizens!"

There were dark purple military uniforms everywhere, which were the color of the blue military uniforms dyed red with blood. Now France has at least two hundred seriously injured people in the front. They used all their strength to attack forward and opened the shortage several times. But the Hongjun never made them laugh at the end.

Their troops were not large, and the reinforcements dispatched were at most only one infantry platoon or infantry company, but they appeared in the most critical places, miraculously blocking the efforts of the French infantry. Their artillery performance, according to the French infantry, "better one hundred times better than our timid artillery..."

Although the Hong Army artillery was incredible casualties, the French infantry had to stop, and both sides were still pouring out all their firepower, and the entire battlefield was filled with the breath of death, but Major General Mengtuoban was very dissatisfied with the French team: "We must work hard..."

That's right, you have to work hard, otherwise this is Napoleon of the Far East!

"These barbarians can really fight!"

Now each company only counted the casualties roughly, but Shi Tuiji was heartbroken. Since the army was formed, the Marine Corps had never suffered such a large casualties. Moreover, this was the situation where the Marine Corps was in a field position. You should know that the opponent was in an attack state, but now the casualties of the Marine Corps exceeded those of the enemy in front of him.

"This is a powerful enemy!" Fu Wendao was gritting his teeth beside him: "Now at this level, he can't retreat, and he must ask for reinforcements!"

"It's time to request reinforcements, otherwise our entire Marine Corps will be injured and killed. How many reserve teams will be left behind?"

Fu Wendao estimated: "There is probably a little more infantry battalion. If it is spread evenly, we can only get half a company!"

Liu Chang must have a strong reserve team himself, so the reinforcements of half a company are more realistic, so Fu Wendao immediately said: "We must work hard, at least one strengthening company!"

"what to do?"

The next moment, Shi Tuiji, who was half kneeling on the ground, almost jumped up: "Counterattack? How is this possible?"

The Land Team is in a defensive state now, but it is still quite difficult to fight, let alone counterattack, but Fu Wendao has his own idea: "That's right, it's counterattack. If you defend like this now, it's the ending of the death. Seeing that there is no..."

It was an emergency position of twenty or thirty French troops, but it was very simple. There were even some corpses with dark purple tops and red breeches acting as cover there. Fu Wendao's breathing became heavy: "No, that's there, that's there! We organized two infantry companies, dragged the cannons up, organized a feint, and then the two companies took action together, and tried to take it down in ten minutes!"

"What should I do if I can't get it down?" Shi Tuiji was immediately worried: "Maybe it is the problem of the collapse of the entire regiment's defense line!"

"That's your responsibility, are you still afraid of responsibility?" Fu Wendao said, "It depends on whether Lao Shi dares to take a try!"

"Fight!" Shi Tuiji replied: "If we destroy a Russian company first and then a French platoon, our Marine Corps will be enough!"

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"Zhejiang ** Infantry Battalion requests support!"

"Jiaxing ** Third Battalion requests support!"

Under the red flag, sporadic stray bullets could still fly, but these stray bullets were indeed some stray bullets. Although the French army was in a deadly battle, the Mentorian team did not think of organizing a group of sharpshooters to eliminate Liu Chang. This is a classical spirit unique to this era, and this is almost the last classical war.

In another time and space, the Civil War a few years later was the last classical war and the first real modern war, but at least now the French commander still maintains the last gentlemanly demeanor.

Liu Chang, who was standing there, even received tribute from the French officers. This was His Majesty, at least His Highness, His Highness.

However, the urgent situation in all aspects made Liu Chang feel a little anxious. Some of these requests were to ask for artillery support, some to ask for infantry support, and some to ask for ammunition support. However, Liu Chang had not saved much in his hands, and he had to save some for the final key period. Therefore, Liu Chang had to distribute all resources in the most reasonable proportion - although this was impossible.

However, the request of the mixed battalion of the Marine Corps attracted Liu Chang's attention: "Now it is found that the enemy infantry is about a row of weak, without artillery support, and isolate at about 80 meters ahead of our army, and launches shooting with our army. It has been found that the enemy's combat effectiveness is weak. The regiment is determined to strengthen the company with strong force, attack decisively, and annihilate it. Given the complexity of the enemy situation, I request to strengthen the infantry company with a gun..."

This request really touched Liu Chang's thoughts. He picked up the telescope and looked in the direction of the landing regiment, but he could only see a piece of gunpowder and could not find the legendary temporary French position. However, he still said to Nan Bohang on the side: "Since the landing regiment wants to strengthen the artillery one of the reinforcement companies, I will give it to them!"

"But in that case, our remaining reserve force will be less than half a battalion. What if there is any change here?" Nanbohang gave a reasonable suggestion: "What's more, if there is really such a fighter plane, maybe it's better to give a reinforced platoon?"

"Don't forget the lessons of Yanzhou Prefecture!" Liu Chang said, "The lessons are profound!"

When talking about the old story of the Yanzhou Battle, Nan Bohang did not dare to talk back to Liu Chang. He just said: "The power here is insufficient! The French army still has an entire infantry battalion that has not been used yet, and there are still a large number of Qing troops!"

On the battlefield, the Qing army, with a number of at least two thousand people, has retreated to the second line, and they have become baggage soldiers, stretchers, and cooks. But as long as Major General Mengtuo Ban gave the order, the Qing army in several infantry camps will be reorganized and launched a thunderous offensive towards the Hong army.

But Liu Chang still had the firmest determination: "We must need a turn, a major turn!"

So far, although the French army has suffered a considerable blow, few people died in battle and many injured, and there have been no real decisive blows. Therefore, Liu Chang was determined to give the French army a head-on blow.

He didn't know that now he had opened Pandora's box.

(To be continued,
Chapter completed!