War is always about winning with more calculation and less calculation. A good commander is undoubtedly not a person who thinks carefully, and today's sneak attack against the Bolivian army was also calculated carefully and was definitely not a slap in the face of Tietoutuo. A random decision made in the head.
Starting from midnight, sneak attacks came one after another like a tide. Starting from the south, eight hundred Taiping Army commandos ignited the flames of war. Then a battalion from the north also continued to attack, and then the east, west, southwest, The Chinese soldiers in the southeast carried out uninterrupted assaults, completely throwing the Bolivian army into chaos.
Each attack by the Taiping Army will not exceed a thousand people, and more often it will be harassment by five or six hundred people. If the Bolivian army is negligent, they will rush in and chop and set fire to it. If the enemy is ready, then leave. He fired a random gun in the distance and then turned around and walked away.
Anyone with experience in wilderness survival knows that it is difficult for people around a campfire to see the surrounding darkness clearly, but people in the surrounding darkness can clearly see what is happening around the fire from a long distance away.
This is the situation in the Osaka Oasis now. The entire camp is lit up with flames and is as bright as day. However, the endless desert around it is extremely dark. People can still see the figures of the brown-clad soldiers swaying from a distance of 20 to 30 meters. But once away from the distance of thirty meters, not even the human figure can be seen.
The exhausted Bolivian army ran back and forth in the camp until finally all the more than 20,000 troops were in trouble. Under the command of the commander, they formed a circular defensive position and actively defended the surrounding areas without blind spots.
There were strange noises and human figures coming from any direction, and without saying a word, they fired randomly with muskets. They didn't want to kill many enemies, they just wanted to disperse these demonic Chinese people, or disperse them in the direction of other troops. Anyway, just don't hit me.
In the distance, Tietoutuo stood on the sand dunes and looked at the enemy's movements through binoculars. A contemptuous sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Sure enough, there is no bloodiness. They are fighting like this and don't even dare to counterattack. Does an army of this caliber still want to fight? Let's fight?" Our boys get some rest.”
When the Bolivian army's defensive position was formed, Tietutuo asked his brothers to rest, and then the infiltration teams began to crawl towards the Bolivian army.
When a group of three or five soldiers crawled to a distance of forty or fifty meters from the enemy, firecrackers and iron buckets, the sharp weapons of harassment warfare, came in handy.
The lit firecrackers were thrown into the iron bucket, making a loud crackling sound. The frightened Bolivian army could not distinguish the difference between the sound and the sound of gunshots, so he subconsciously pulled the trigger, and the bullets rained from the infiltration team. Flying overhead.
Time passed minute by minute. Tietoutuo looked at his pocket watch and realized that it was only about three o'clock in the morning. The harassment was not enough, far from it. Following his order, torches and bonfires suddenly lit up three or four kilometers away from the Bolivian army camp.
"It's the main force of the Brown Army! God, they are going to launch a general attack. Artillery fire! Shoot."
Boom boom boom, the field artillery poured out firepower desperately towards the command post in the distance, exploding clouds of smoke and dust in the desert.
After the battle reached this point, Weng Derong and Chen Yonglu finally breathed a sigh of relief. The Bolivian army still did not have the courage to counterattack. This group of armed farmers would never become real soldiers.
After the war, Tietutuo wrote in his final report to Xiao Letian, "This is a land without a national concept. Our victory is not so much due to our bravery and correct tactics, but rather to the fact that the enemy is really bad."
"When I landed at the port of Antofagasta, I always felt something was wrong. It was obviously a port that Chile had just conquered, but the expressions of the people were as peaceful as if there was no war."
"Antofagasta has always been the territory of Peru. Why didn't the original citizens feel anything when the Chilean army captured it? They didn't have the slightest hatred, let alone the slightest bit of discomfort. They lived how they wanted to live, everything. Nothing has changed at all.”
"Slowly, I gradually got to know this land. After four to five hundred years of colonial rule, Spanish has become their mother tongue, and the culture of the Spanish colonists has been accepted by the people here. In addition, they have not encountered Before the Spaniards, they all belonged to the cultural circle of the ancient Inca country, and their Inca language and Inca culture also have the same roots."
"The same Inca culture, coupled with the same Spanish colonial culture, and the same language, makes all people have no concept of country."
"These Inca people can cross the border without being subject to any interrogation. They can go to any country to work and earn money and marry without any problem. This war actually has nothing to do with them!"
"Those who really want to fight are the white rulers, the descendants of European immigrants who occupy the most resources in the country. Only those people can benefit from the saltpeter mines and struvite mines, so their desire for war is the most important. Intense!"
"This kind of social phenomenon is reflected in this war, which shows that the officers are extremely fanatical and the soldiers are extremely numb. How can a group of soldiers without goals work hard? They regard being a soldier as just a job, and they can do it from a long distance. A few volleys of guns would be enough for them.”
"But we are different. All the veterans of the Kingdom of Heaven are fighting for survival. They know that although the world is big, there is no way out. They must either die in this desert or survive and open up a new world. Other than that, There is no other way out!"
Tietutuo's analysis was not wrong at all. After four or five rounds of shelling, the commanders of the Bolivian army also woke up. They knew that these harassments were a conspiracy of the Chinese. If they continued to be beaten passively like this, they would probably lose their ammunition before dawn. It has to be exhausted.
There began to be commotions in the military camp, and Chen Yonglu jumped up alertly. "Look, the Bolivian army is encouraging them before the battle! They are going to select a commando team."
"Oh? It's already four o'clock. We have been harassed for more than four hours, and now we are organizing a commando to fight back? Isn't this nonsense? The morale has been almost exhausted, and you still want to fight back?" Tietoutuo actually sat down relaxedly On the sand dune, I poured myself a cup of strong tea.
"Let Ma Zijian and Luo Gouzi come in. I'll eat all these commandos. Don't leave any of them behind!"
Ma Zijian, Luo Gou, and Ma Jun, veterans who had rioted in Nanyang and killed native monkeys, once again picked up weapons. At this moment, they had become company and platoon commander-level officers. The harassment just now did not let them go. Now is a good time for them to take action.
"Third Company follows up. The enemies are crawling forward to attack from the southwest. It seems that a total of one battalion of troops from the Third Company is lurking in the sand, waiting for close combat. The Second Company retreats 300 meters and crawls to prepare to shoot!"
More than two hundred soldiers crawled forward like lizards in the desert. The darkness provided them with the best camouflage.
