Chapter Two Hundred and Six: Battle of Dujgensk Twenty-Seven
Figures of people were shaking between the rows of wooden fences. The Russian musketeers suppressed the panic in their hearts and inspected their muskets as usual, making preparations before firing. After assessing the situation, Vlasov knew that the time for the decisive battle had come.
, if these natives and compatriots cannot be driven back, the eyeing Qing cavalry will rush in like wolves smelling blood, and then all Russians, including himself, will become the prey of the other side.
"Load the charge and check the match!!!"
The guard officers in almost every row of wooden fences were shouting at the top of their lungs. Although according to the running speed of the natives, it would take a while to get close, but this crazy scene really put great pressure on people's hearts and made them feel uncomfortable.
People were terrified. They had never seen so many natives rushing towards them desperately, including compatriots with the same skin color as themselves. The feeling of helplessness and fear could not be described in words. They could only do their duty,
It is hoped that these natives will be able to retreat in the face of the fire. As for what kind of punishment they will receive from the Qing people after they retreat, they are not concerned.
As the supreme commander, as the governor, as the backbone of this army, and as a noble, Vlasov regained his composure after the initial panic. Although he was also afraid of death, he did not want to live in shame.
, so for the dignity of his family and the empire, he decided to fight with the soldiers to the end against the Qing invaders. Even if he fought to the last man, he would never surrender! In order to appease the soldiers, he walked back and forth between the wooden fences, constantly
He cheered for the soldiers. Every time he said a word, the guards following him would repeat his words and shout out:
"Everyone, hold still. Wait until the natives get within fifty meters before fighting. Don't panic. You are behind the wooden fence. You have your battles around you. They are just fools and lunatics. They have no fighting power at all. They are just
They are just a bunch of natives who have been driven crazy, so soldiers, don’t be afraid, just do what you usually do during shooting practice!”
"Don't worry about those Russians. We can't control them anymore. If they charge over, just open fire, you know? We can't let the clearing team break through our defenses because we can't tolerate them, otherwise everyone will be finished!"
While Vlasov and his officers were busy cheering for the soldiers, the leader of the Buryat Mongols, Zagev, with his remaining more than 200 people, were using bows and arrows to attack the swarming natives.
They were shooting. They seemed to be frightened by an ambush, so before the natives in the distance rushed into the shooting range of bows and arrows, they started shooting wildly. The consequences of this were not only a waste of limited arrows, but also a loss of life at best.
It was just a scratch for the unlucky natives. Even so, these Buryats still shot out arrows one after another, as if every arrow shot out could bring them hope of victory.
Same.
More than four hundred people of all ethnic groups who were forcibly dragged over by the Russians squatted on the ground in fear. They did not dare to go anywhere, they just stayed there honestly. They knew that no matter who won the battle, they would not hurt them because they won.
who need them.
Under the encouragement and comfort of the Governor, the musketeers settled down a little, and their past training was reflected at this moment. They breathed calmly and quietly watched the natives who were getting closer and closer, waiting for the officers' orders to fire.
The atmosphere on the battlefield was very strange. Except for the Buryats who were shooting arrows in vain, the inside of the wooden fence was extremely quiet, but outside the wooden fence there was a roar of people. Every movement and silence made the Guan Ning army watching the battle very worried.
Zhao Qiang felt anxious for no reason.
Finally, after hundreds of men of all races who were rushing ahead rushed within the range of the Russian gunfire, the waiting crowd heard the Russian voice coming from the wooden fence:
"Fire!"
Suddenly, the firecracker behind the wooden fence started like frying soybeans. For a time, all the noise and bustle were covered up by the explosion of the firegun. Black smoke also rose rapidly in the air of the entire wooden fence, making it difficult for people to clear the thick smoke.
What happened? After the thick smoke cleared, everyone arrived in front of the wooden fence. More than a hundred corpses had fallen, but other civilians did not stop because of this. They continued to rush forward.
When they were almost twenty steps away from the wooden fence, the Rakshasa firecrackers fired again. People of all races fell down one by one, but when one fell, the people behind him were not frightened or evaded. On the contrary,
Keep rushing forward.
The Rakshasa people's fire blunderbuss cannot be fired continuously. After firing once, they have to stop to charge and re-ignite. Therefore, after their gunshots are fired, they must not stop and must continue to rush forward. Only in this way can they rush in smoothly.
This is what Zhao Qiang asked He Manchuan to repeatedly emphasize to these civilians and ordinary people who were acting as "gun ashes" before the attack. Perhaps this was the only thing he could do.
Less than twenty meters away, the charging people of all ethnic groups gathered in one plane. The crowd density was too high. The Russian artillery soldiers behind the wooden fence really made a false move. But the charging civilians and the people of all ethnic groups were afraid.
, there were even those who were injured by fire cannons. If they moved a little slowly, they would be knocked to the ground by the people behind them, and the people behind them would step on his body. No one wanted to die. There was still a short distance from the Rakshasa people's wooden fence.
As long as they rush over, Guan Ning's cavalry will come and they will win. The thought of living makes them forget their fear and how powerful the Rakshasa people's fire cannons are. They only know that as long as they break through this final
At a distance of more than ten meters, they can reach their relatives.
Perhaps it was because the people just now were too crowded, and the damage caused by the muskets left space in front. The Russians erected three rows of wooden fences in front and back, and there were more than a hundred musketeers behind each row. These Russian musketeers
They are all guards of the Governor's Palace. Unlike the Russian army in other strongholds, they are all regular military personnel and have received hard and formal training. In a very disciplined and regular life, they are not only training but also training, so everyone's combat skills and movements are
They are all very skilled. Loading gunpowder, igniting and launching have almost become an instinct of the Guard soldiers.