Chapter 117: This is the sentence again: The adults are not good
After seeing the number of Qingshan Patrol Camp, Fang Yuanxin recalled it carefully, and then he remembered that he had fought against the opponent before.
Previously, he led his cavalry regiment to attack a Luo'an Army's supply unit, and had a fight with a Luo'an Army local militia group escorting the supply unit.
It's just that that battle was a bit inexplicable.
He went from reconnaissance to launching an attack. During the attack, the cavalry under his command also perfectly executed the predetermined tactical plan. After charging, they approached the opponent's convoy and used cavalry pistols to suppress fire, killing many in a short time.
There were only a few enemy troops, and then they did not show any desire to fight. Instead, they set fire to it and ran away, successfully burning many vehicles transporting supplies.
The whole process was quite perfect!
It can be called a model of cavalry attacking baggage troops!
But the result was not very good.
This result is not good. It does not mean that their battle is not big. In fact, they can launch an attack to kill hundreds of enemy troops and burn more than 20 tons of supplies under the watchful eyes of a large-scale Luoan cavalry force nearby. It is already quite impressive.
It worked.
The bad result was that our own casualties exceeded expectations.
The cavalry under his command suffered dozens of casualties in that battle!
And the deaths were somewhat inexplicable. Most of them died on the way to the charge. In fact, there were not many casualties in the actual close combat.
At that time, Fang Yuanxin could not understand why his own cavalry suffered so many casualties when they were charging more than a hundred meters away from the enemy. Later, he learned that Luo An's army on the opposite side was actually equipped with a large number of rifled guns.
But he still couldn't figure out why these rifled guns fired so fast. His only guess was that the opponent might have prepared multiple loaded rifled guns at the same time and use them directly during combat.
It's a pity that he doesn't know the truth of the matter.
That somewhat inexplicable battle made Fang Yuanxin remember the local militia group Qingshan Patrol Camp and Lin Ziran as a person.
Although Fang Yuanxin did not encounter the Qingshan Patrol Battalion again in the future, he heard about it many times escorting the baggage troops to the north, and also fought against friendly forces several times.
Some time ago, he also heard that an infantry battalion from the Third Brigade was in the process of breaking through. It was because of the harassment and interception of the Qingshan patrol battalion that it was finally overtaken by the main force led by Jian Liangzhi, resulting in the failure of the breakout and the entire army was destroyed.
This Qingshan patrol camp is actually different from many other local militia groups in the two counties.
Other local militia groups generally have very few troops. After all, they are all militia groups at the county and town level. They range from one to two hundred to three to four hundred. There are rarely more than 500 militia groups.
Not to mention the combat effectiveness, the combat effectiveness of local militia groups is quite limited.
Because local funds are limited, militia groups generally have insufficient funds. Without money, they have no new equipment, no ammunition, and even insufficient food, let alone wages.
And these have led to a series of problems. Insufficient equipment and a severe shortage of ammunition mean that there is less live-fire training and poor equipment performance.
If the food is not good, the physical fitness of the soldiers will not be good, and the number of trainings on weekdays must be reduced, otherwise the soldiers will be trained to skin and bones.
The pay was low and the food was not good, which in turn led to low morale and the soldiers were unwilling to work hard.
In the end, when combined, the fighting effectiveness of local militia groups was generally poor.
There are actually quite a few Luo'anjun local militia groups active in this area. Judging from the numbers alone, there are at least a dozen local militia groups.
But this Qingshan patrol camp is different. Although its combat effectiveness is still a bit inferior, it is much better than other local militia groups.
Whether it was oneself or friendly forces, the several battles with this patrol battalion did not seem to yield much benefit.
This Qingshan patrol camp is a little weird!
Now that he knew that the Qingshan Patrol Battalion was to escort the Sixth Heavy Artillery Regiment, Fang Yuanxin became interested. This time he had to carefully consider the Qingshan Patrol Battalion.
Let's see if this is a scam.
Well, Fang Yuanxin now seriously doubts that this Qingshan patrol camp is not a local militia group at all, but a regular army with the designation of a militia group to confuse his own attacking troops.
It's not that he's suspicious, it's that this Qingshan patrol camp is so weird that he can't help but be suspicious.
Just when Fang Yuanxin and the others were staring at the Sixth Heavy Artillery Regiment and the Qingshan Patrol Battalion.
On the other side, Jian Liangzhi was always paying attention to the movements of the Sixth Heavy Artillery Regiment and was ready to respond.
Everyone knows the importance of the Sixth Heavy Artillery Regiment. Otherwise, the superiors would not have spent so much effort to specially let the Sixth Heavy Artillery Regiment climb mountains and ridges in order to bypass the Guang'an Army's blockade in the Luohe area.
Well.
At the same time, he still gave Jian Liangzhi an order early to prepare for the response of the Sixth Heavy Artillery Regiment. For this reason, he also started to assemble troops in advance.
His temporary brigade only has 3,000 people, but it wants to control a vast area tens of kilometers deep behind Chongguang City. Naturally, it is impossible to gather together all the time. Most of the time, it is still dispersed, with a battalion here and a company there.
, even the cavalry units are mostly composed of one company. The two companies are scattered and not far from each other. If they encounter the enemy, they can quickly support each other.
But this time it was no longer possible. They had to gather their troops in advance to avoid any mistakes.
If something went wrong with the Sixth Heavy Artillery Regiment, the consequences would be so serious that even Jian Liangzhi would be unable to bear it.
And none of this was known to Lin Ziran, who was still drinking tea in the ravine.
Now that the Sixth Heavy Artillery Regiment is advancing slowly, he has not moved away from his home for several days and has been staying at the headquarters in an abandoned temple.
Not to mention him, even Cheng Hongbin spends most of the day here.
Anyway, the troops are slowly climbing up the mountain on the edge, which can be seen after leaving the temple gate.
Living such a leisurely life made Lin Ziran almost forget what war was like.
But after this situation lasted for a few days, it finally ended.
When the last heavy cannon, guided by Larma, passed over the last hill, both Lin Ziran and Cheng Hongbin breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally we crossed this mountainous area.
The distance in this mountainous area seems to be only a few kilometers in a straight line, but in fact they walked for several days. No, it can't be said to be walking, but they dug the mountain to open a road for several days.
After all the Sixth Heavy Artillery Regiment passed, what was left was a wide and flat winding mountain road!
Lin Ziran thought that it would be much easier to escort the baggage northward from now on.
After crossing the mountain, they continued to go north along the slightly gentle hills. This time there was no need to climb the mountain. Although it was still winding and winding, the road was gentle at least.
But they had just walked for half a day when suddenly a scout horseman ran back in front of him at great speed. Before the scout horseman arrived, he shouted: "Sir, it's not good!"
When Lin Ziran heard this, his face turned dark!
Damn, it’s this sentence again, can you change it to some fresh words?