The battle at Xiaotumen Ferry ended. Six of the twenty Qing defenders died. Only the fourteen brothers who set fire in the forest survived, but their results were brilliant.
A fire and an explosion ruined the enemy's dream of a quick attack. If the Rakshasa Cavalry Regiment wanted to cross the river safely, they had to detour to another small ferry fifteen miles to the north. This detour delayed three people. hours, and these three hours are really important to the entire battle.
While the Pioneer Cavalry Regiment struggled to find a safe crossing, the Kirigakure kid in the dense forest finally made a decision.
"Maeda Yujiro! Take a hundred brothers and take a small road back to Vladivostok immediately. Report everything that happened here to the general. In particular, the information about the Manchus using the Rakshasa ghosts as a way to escape must be reported to the Prime Minister and His Majesty!"
"This is a big strategic problem that cannot be solved by us! I will take the rest of my brothers to the west. Let's go to Ninggu Pagoda. I want to meet Hunchun!"
"No," everyone said in unison, "No, sir! Hunchun is a general of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. Since he sent people to block our food supplies and gave such an order to the border soldiers, it means that he has accepted the will of the Manchu Qing Dynasty."
"Sir, what do you think, if Hunchun is really willing to resist, the Rakshasa ghost will get here unscathed? And so fast? He has betrayed us, and you are going to die like this!"
How could the Kirigakure brat not know the risks involved? She stood up and paced back and forth in the snow, and finally punched the tree trunk, causing the remaining snow to fall.
"Otherwise, what else can we do? The enemy has fifty thousand cavalry sent from Central Asia, and they claim to be one hundred thousand. Who dares to fight against those weaklings from the Qing Dynasty?"
"Look at this again." After saying this, the Kirigakure kid picked up a rifle from the seizure and pulled the bolt. "Have you ever seen such a rifle?" Everyone shook their heads.
Kirigakure kid said, "I received training from American gunfire experts in Ryukyu before, and that's where I learned about this rifle! It's called a Berdan rifle."
The Berdan rifle was invented by the American General Berdan. This general during the Civil War not only knew how to fight but was also an inventor. He even proposed the establishment of the first sniper team of the Northern Army to the Department of Defense. He was the first Commander.
When the war ended, General Bertin did not disband and return to his field, nor did he choose to retire in the army. Instead, he continued his career as an inventor. He went to Tsarist Russia to sell his technology to the Tsar and was hired by the Tsar.
After that, Berdan studied the advantages and disadvantages of the weapons of both sides in the Prussian-Danish War and the Prussian-Austrian War, and judged that the future would be dominated by breech-loading needle rifles, and shot the first breech-loading needle rifle for Tsarist Russia.
"This is the Berdan Type 1, also called the Berdan 1868 model. Such advanced weapons, which only started mass production last year, are equipped in large quantities in this cavalry unit. What does this mean? This has clearly told us, This is the Tsar’s most elite force in Central Asia!”
"Don't imagine that we can defeat them easily. We must mobilize all the forces we can mobilize to fight them! We have to fight for time, and we also have to fight for strategic depth. If we don't fight for it, we can't win this war."
"Why haven't the Tsarist troops on Amami Island surrendered yet? Don't they have some illusion in their hearts, hoping that the battle in Vladivostok can reverse the situation and then force us to retreat at the negotiation table!"
"I have no choice. I have to take this risk, and only I can take this risk. Which of you knows how to convince Hunchun? Even if you convince Hunchun, who of you has a good next step?"
The rhetorical questions made everyone present dumbfounded. Now no one tried to persuade Sister Wu, and everyone took orders to get on their horses and complete their tasks.
After a crisp burst of gunfire, not a single Russian prisoner was left alive. Then Yujiro Maeda led a hundred cavalrymen and headed east straight to Vladivostok.
The Kirigakure kid took the remaining four hundred cavalry and galloped towards Ninggu Tower City!
The Far East Volunteer Army's retreat was already in jeopardy, but now Xiang Shaolong and Xiao Letian on the sea had no idea that their retreat had been taken away.
Of course, Xiao Letian's intelligence network had detected the news of the arrival of Central Asian reinforcements, but no one expected that the Manchu Qing would be so crazy as to open the country's gates to make way for the enemy. According to the CIA's deduction, Central Asian reinforcements should have just arrived in the Heilongjiang Basin, and it is still early to reach the Amur River.
Xiao Letian held the pocket watch in his hand, his eyes kept wandering over the map and pocket watch. Zai Chun next to him was also staring at the military map intently. Looking at the aggressive offensive of the red side above, the little emperor was eagerly gearing up.
Xiang Ying and Lin Zhen are revising the map parameters. If they want to provide artillery strikes after dark, they will have to rely on blind fire. The more detailed the coordinates are corrected now, the higher the bombing accuracy will be.
"It's 7:55 and the attack is about to begin! All members of the Zhiyuan are ready for battle, and the artillery is ready to provide cover for the army."
"Listen! The density of artillery fire from the army has increased. Their last round of shelling before the attack! The war is about to begin."
Sakamoto Ryoma closed his eyes and recited sutras. He murmured to himself, "A night in hell is coming! Namo Amitabha is about to harvest human lives again! Namo Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva." Then he continued to recite sutras, which is strange to say. During the sound of the sutra, people's hearts gradually calmed down.
In the north of the city of Vladivostok, a bombed-out and dilapidated fortress defense system was densely packed with Russian troops preparing for war. These soldiers with frightened faces knew that the decisive battle was just around the corner, because the enemy positions on the opposite side had already set up a charging formation. Countless volunteer soldiers jumped out of the trenches and bunkers and were gathering nervously.
"The three battalions must assemble, and all muster bayonets to the camp flags!"
"Brothers of the first division, who are responsible for the first wave of attack, take all the credit. Don't leave any little bit to them, let them eat their shit!"
"Check the equipment, and throw grenades, rifles, bayonets, sappers, kettles, medical kits, and picnic lunch boxes back into the trenches."
The army formed one attack formation after another on a two-kilometer front. There were veterans gearing up and recruits with pale faces.
Everyone raised their rifles, and the jungle with bayonets pointed upward at a 45-degree angle, emitting a cold light under the moonlight.
Soon the tidal wave of killing cries rushed toward the Vladivostok Fortress like a stormy sea. Xiang Shaolong rode a war horse wearing a bright red woolen cloak and began to boost morale in front of the formation.
With the saber in his hand, the Northland tycoon was full of iron-blooded masculinity. "First Division, do you still remember the oath you made before the war?"
"Fight to the death! Kill!" More than 10,000 soldiers howled at the top of their lungs, and the atmosphere of the battle was suddenly ignited.
"Brothers of the Volunteer Army, the Prime Minister is watching us win this battle on the sea, and the Prime Minister will lead us to build our country!"
"Fight to the end! When the sun rises tomorrow, I will give you a country, our own country! Fight to the death."
Forty thousand volunteers roared on the ground, and all the soldiers burst into tears with excitement. At this moment, there was only one voice: "Jianguo! Jianguo! Jianguo!"
