The battlefield is a big melting pot, what is thrown in is ore, and what is produced is real gold. Although Ye Qiu had participated in some maritime bandit suppression missions and harsh tests such as survival in the wilderness on Snake Island in the past, this was his first time to experience a real scene where tens of thousands of people were fighting.
Ye Qiu and Pang Chaoyun have been encouraging these green camp soldiers, and even Lao Pang did not hesitate to beg them to hold on for half an hour, because they knew that these green camp soldiers had never experienced this at all, and they did not even have the proper training. All are lacking.
It was not easy for a group of scattered Green Camp soldiers to inspire this group of snipers. Even a strange idea appeared in Ye Qiu's mind.
"Withdraw, you withdraw... As medieval soldiers who have never been trained and don't even know what a country and a nation are, you have fought to this level. You can leave. You have really performed beyond your normal capabilities... "
Ye Qiu was screaming in his heart, but he couldn't say these words.
Ye Qiu's idea is not weird at all. The green battalion soldiers were indeed powerful assistants to the Eight Banners troops during the founding of the Qing Dynasty. However, as the Qing Dynasty stabilized, even the original elite Eight Banners troops began to relax, let alone Let’s talk about these green camps with Han as the main body.
In the past 100 years or so, green soldiers have almost become synonymous with waste. It is okay to expect them to put out fires and patrol and take care of public security, but if they are expected to fight, it is better to recruit soldiers with cash.
How did the Hunan Army rise up after hundreds of battles? How did Li Hongzhang bring out the Huai army? They would rather go to their hometown and spend money to temporarily recruit soldiers for training than lead this group of green soldiers to fight.
If a soldier doesn't even bother to do basic training, what's the difference between them and ordinary people?
In Ye Qiu's eyes, the new army received high military pay from the prime minister, used the world's top military products, and had trained them to death before. Although Ye Qiu and Pang Chaoyun were only new recruits with one year of service, they had also fought against pirates on the sea. They had killed people and seen blood before this war.
Because of this, the new army performed so well on the battlefield. They had faith in their hearts, foreign guns in their hands, and real skills in their fists and feet, so they were able to fight hard and bloody battles. Even if the whole army is wiped out in today's battle of Dagukou Fort, they will not take a step back.
But the Green Camp soldiers are not good. They are actually just a group of ordinary people wearing military uniforms. They fire foreign guns at most six times a month and give them two or three bullets at a time. Their formation training is completely zero, and they may not even engage in assassination combat training for half a year. Once, let alone a truly bloody killing training.
What's more terrible is that no one from the Manchu and Qing Dynasties thinks that this situation is unreasonable. In their eyes, it is enough for the fort defenders to be able to fire cannons into the sea. What kind of fighting skills can they practice? What kind of assassination skills are you practicing? The more you practice, the greater your physical strength will be. You have to feed the soldiers well. How much does a pound of pork cost? How much does a barrel of vegetable oil cost?
Why can't you live your life so well? If you have the leisure, why not be more greedy? There are also bullets. Those things are so expensive. Just fire one or two rounds and listen to the sound. Do you still want to have enough practice in one go?
Of course, if you are an official and pay the bills, then of course you can train as you want. How many pigs you eat a month, how much polished rice you buy, how much vegetable oil you buy, everything is clear and clear. You have to follow it anyway. Looking at the bills, every one of the Green Camp soldiers seemed to be living in paradise, and the landlords were not living as well as they were.
How can such a soldier fight a war? How much better can such soldiers be than ordinary people? Precisely because the New Army has thoroughly seen through these Green Camp soldiers, no one has any hope for them.
When the Manchu and Mongolian soldiers began to attack the city, why did the snipers give up long-range sniping and participate in hand-to-hand combat? Ye Qiu was obviously shot in the butt and bleeding profusely, so why did he stand at the front and fight for the bayonet? Why did Pang Chaoyun swear to the Green Camp brothers when the situation was most critical?
It's not because they know this army too well. If they don't motivate them personally, it is impossible for this group of scattered sand to have combat effectiveness.
The bloody battle at Dagukou Fort was like an alchemical furnace. The enemy was the blazing fire in the furnace, and the Green Camp soldiers were the handfuls of slag full of impurities.
The new army that sets an example is the drumming bellows. Every time when the Green Camp soldiers are in despair, they use their actual actions and their own blood to inspire them and keep moving forward.
There will always be residues in the furnace that turn into fly ash, and there will always be real gold that precipitates. Even the Green Camp soldiers themselves can't count how many times they experienced despair and hope during this war.
But what is amazing is that this group of green soldiers actually survived in the end. When General Liu Lang led the black mercenary group to fire and charge upward, the scene on the fort immediately brought tears to his eyes.
The entire Dagukou fort was full of shouts of killing. The cavalry formed small assault formations and charged into the crowd. The desperate Green Camp soldiers formed a phalanx of 180 people and were desperately resisting.
They used foreign guns, bayonets, broadswords and spears... and even used their fists and bodies to stop these cavalry. At this time, the Green Camp soldiers were not so much fighting power, but rather so numb that they forgot to escape.
Scimitars, spears, war horses, muskets... all kinds of weapons were flying in front of the eyes of these green battalion soldiers. The new army, green battalion, infantry, cavalry, foreign devils... and even black soldiers as black as coal were surrounding them.
The fort is full of horses neighing, soldiers roaring, the air filled with the sweet smell of blood, and soft and mutilated corpses underfoot. Everything proves that this is hell, Shura Hell.
The eyes of the green camp soldiers have become red. The endless killing has made them completely crazy. Now there is only one voice in the hearts of all the soldiers: "Fight... I want to become stronger... I want to live... Only by killing the enemy can we survive." …”
At this point, no one thought about escaping. They had fallen into a wonderful state of forgetfulness. It would not be an exaggeration to say that they were possessed by the god of death. Many Green Camp soldiers were already on the edge of the mound. All they had to do was turn over. Jump down and you can escape under the cover of night.
But at that moment, they only had killing in their hearts, and the red-eyed rabbit was even crazier than the jackal, because they had no sense.
When General Liu Lang's reinforcements arrived, it was as if another strong wind had been added to the alchemy furnace, and the morale of the green camp soldiers became even more fanatical.
"Reinforcements, our reinforcements are here... Hahaha, even the legendary Kunlun slaves have come to help us... Kill the Tatars, kill all these Tatars, kill them quickly..."
The maniacally laughing soldier was obviously crazy. He actually rushed towards the war horse, jumped up and hugged the cavalryman's waist at the risk of being hit to death. "You want me to die? Then let's die together..."
The huge impact brought the cavalry to the ground, and then three or four spears stabbed from the surroundings, piercing the cavalry's chest from the ribs.
The crazy green soldier grabbed the machete on the ground and chopped it like wood, slashing it twice and three times... Finally, he chopped off the cavalry's head.
The green soldier's braid was wrapped around his wrist, then he raised it high above his head and shouted at the fort: "Brothers, look at it...this is the Tatar's head. It will fall off even if you cut it with a steel knife. They will die too..."
"What's so scary? What were we afraid of before... Can anyone tell me what we were afraid of before? What's so scary about these dog Tatars..."
Tears filled the eyes of this crazy soldier as he shouted. He didn't know why he was crying, but he couldn't stop crying.
This is just adding fuel to the fire. The soldiers who have been able to fight until now have forgotten life and death. They can't answer the warrior's questions, but the steel knife in their hands can answer, and so can the fighting spirit that rises to the sky.
"Fight with them... blood for blood, life for life... We have more people, even if we die together, we will win... kill the Tatars..."
At this point, the Manchu and Mongolian cavalry finally became frightened. What they feared in their hearts came to mind again. In this country, the Han people will always be the largest. This is what the majority is afraid of when the minority rules. What they fear most is that the Han people will restore their thousands of people. The confidence and bravery of a hundred years ago.
"Kill all these Han people... They really want to rebel. They just want to overthrow our Manchu empire. Kill them all. They are a group of evil fires that must not spread... Kill them..."
There is always a hint of cowardice in the roar. The rebirth of the Han people after the Phoenix Nirvana is their most feared curse.
Liu Lang was so shocked that his jaw almost dislocated. Is this still the Green Camp he has always been familiar with? That green soldier who just knows how to hang out and dares to hang his clothes on the cannon? Where is the slightest trace of the green camp soldiers in this group of tigers and wolves now?
"Oh... they really fought out. This army has become an army... From now on, they have their own military history and their own pride worth protecting. As long as they win this bloody battle, it will be theirs. Military spirit..."
"The Prime Minister has found a treasure again. After the bloody battle, every soldier who survives will become a proud elite. If you train well, you will become an iron army..."
Thinking of this, Liu Lang didn't dare to neglect him and shouted, "Shoot... open fire, cover the Green Camp brothers... These are the prime minister's treasures, every soldier is the prime minister's treasure..."
Bang bang bang... The small square formation strictly adheres to the shooting discipline. Those black mechanics from the United States are really familiar with firearms. Spencer shoots fast and accurately. One after another in the rain of bullets, the horses are beating rhythmically. After falling, the situation of the one-sided massacre by the Manchu and Mongolian cavalry was finally reversed.
Just as the Dagukou fort was in a stalemate, the French warships on the sea began to panic. The bombardment lasted for more than two hours, seriously consuming their ammunition. The Rome and Lyra could not hold on for much longer.
"Report to Captain, there are only 120 rounds of blooming cannonballs left, 250 rounds of solid cannonballs, and there is not much gunpowder..."
"Damn Qing trash, why haven't you captured the Dagukou fort yet? They're all a bunch of pigs..."
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