Blue Star In March 1871, the Xizhou Allied Forces advanced eastward, while the New Indian Army led by Zuo Zongtang advanced westward. As a result, the two million-level armies met in Alibu City.
The scouts on both sides were shocked. It was the first time in their lives that they encountered such a scene. In the basin with sparse green plants, there were densely packed people.
Zuo Zongtang was also confused by this situation. He did not expect that the Xizhou Allied Forces would dare to take the initiative, so he immediately reported the situation to the headquarters in Kuwait City through the radio.
Shi Dakai immediately reacted. In fact, China had advanced weapons. If the two armies met in a city without walls, China would definitely have a better chance of winning.
"Signal Corps, tell the army on the east route to go directly. The brave will win when we meet on a narrow road. There is no other way to meet in this area!"
Shi Dakai frowned. After all, the Xizhou Allied Forces dared to take the initiative, so it was difficult to judge whether they had any trump cards.
The smell of war filled the air in Alibu City. With the sound of horns and gunfire, the smoke filled the air, and the chaotic sound of war drums echoed on the earth.
Soldiers from both sides stood in their respective camps with guns in hand, ready to attack the enemy.
The faces of the new Indian Army are full of determination and tenacity. They know that this is a life and death struggle. The winner will win, while the loser will face destruction. These Xizhou troops have bullied them for so many years, and they can finally take revenge.
The Third Army of the New Indian Army is responsible for leading the charge.
"All artillerymen prepare, fire!"
Following the order of the Third Army Commander Ami, countless artillery shells flew towards Alibu City.
The defenders in Alibu City also immediately counterattacked.
Gunsmoke filled every corner of Alibu City.
The sound of shells continued from morning to afternoon, causing huge casualties on both sides.
After the shelling was almost over, the nearly 100,000 soldiers of the Third Army rushed forward desperately.
Bullets rained like arrows, intertwining into a picture of death on this battlefield, with fire splashing everywhere, and life became fragile and precious at this moment.
The battle situation in Alibu City was extremely tragic. Ordinary wars were fought from position to position, but here, not to mention every street, even every house became the focus of contention.
"Reporting to the commander, we have occupied the hall, and now the enemy is still in the kitchen! We will break into the kitchen soon! There are expected to be 5 enemies in the kitchen!"
Buri, a soldier of the New Army in India, reported the situation to the battalion commander Kasha.
"Just charge at all costs and let these high-ranking Xizhou people know how powerful we are."
Kasha passed orders to the surrounding soldiers.
Not long after, Bree came over to report the situation.
"Battal Commander, half of the soldiers of our battalion have been sacrificed. The three houses on the left have been captured, and there are still many enemies in the one on the right."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Charge quickly! Take down this house too!"
Less than half an hour later, Bri came to report the situation again.
"Sir, almost all the soldiers in our battalion died, only a few of us are left, and the house in front of this street has not been taken down."
Bree pointed to the house ahead.
"Then take up arms and let's take down this house together."
This battlefield is filled with terror and despair. Blood dyed the ground red, soldiers fell into a pool of blood, and screams and screams penetrated the entire battlefield.
This battlefield is like a melting pot. Both sides continue to throw battalions of soldiers into the melting pot, and in the end they all turn into nothing.
The commanders of both sides issued orders not to retreat, and each soldier could not survive here for more than 30 minutes.
The commanders of the two armies nervously and firmly formulated strategies and dispatched troops, hoping to turn the tide. However, every decision means a life or death choice, and they carry countless pressures.
The entire battlefield is shrouded in darkness and fear, and we don't know when the war will end. Every hour is a matter of life and death. For soldiers on both sides, this is the most difficult moment in their lives.
When the sun disappeared on the horizon, the sound of gunfire and artillery continued. The city was in ruins. The war burned every corner and destroyed nearly 50% of the buildings. Broken masonry and broken walls are scattered among the ruins. The war has brought endless pain and destruction to the city. The ground is stained red with blood. Bodies are lying on the cold ground in staggered directions, their wounds still gushing. bleed.
One day later, 30% of the territory in Alibu City was occupied, and the third army of the New Indian Army had less than 1,000 people left. The situation of the Xizhou Allied Forces was even worse, with at least 150,000 casualties.
Both sides have invested such a large amount of troops that it will be impossible to determine the winner in a short while.
Zuo Zongtang also began to feel a little anxious. The task he received was to defeat the Xizhou Allied Forces as soon as possible until they retreated to Bagh City for the decisive battle. It seemed that the training time was still too short, and the new recruits in the Indian area were a bit rushed.
At this time, if Zuo Zongtang does not want to come up with new strategies and tactics, it will not only take a long time, but also cause heavy casualties.
The Kuwait City headquarters immediately received a military report from Zuo Zongtang: requesting to penetrate behind enemy lines, cut off supplies, and then attack from two wings!
