Generally speaking, the British garrison can obtain the latest weapons and equipment, while the colonial garrison has to be slow to change their equipment. For example, the British army in Ireland has now fully equipped the Enfield improved rifle with metal shells. The defenders of colonies such as India still use old-fashioned Enfields with paper shell bullets.
The reason for this is not only the distance, but more importantly, the British defenders have to face the invisible threats of European countries. Although under the protection of the navy, it is difficult for any country to challenge Britain's status, but for the sake of To ensure strategic deterrence, local British troops still need to actively change their uniforms.
Speaking of this rifle, it was also an important excuse for Gladstone to attack Benjamin. Because Benjamin and his group of colonialists overemphasized overseas expansion, this resulted in a serious shortage of local troops. At this moment, Britain's ability to resolve European conflicts has Very weak.
If a new military strongman like Napoleon appears in Europe at this time, I am afraid that Britain's existing army strength will no longer be able to meet the needs of the war.
Who's to blame? Of course, it is the fault of these colonial factions that they invested too much troops abroad and dispersed the power of the empire. More importantly, they spent too much on war and military expenditures, which was so much that it affected the upgrade efficiency of the weapons arsenal.
It's funny to say that the British Empire actually wants to replace the metal-cased needle rifles in batches, but Prussia has already begun to fully install them.
There is a very serious military investment problem here. The excessive blood pumping by the colonialists has strained the empire's finances. In order to satisfy the navy's whale-like appetite, in the end, it can only rely on suppressing the army's funds to demolish the east wall to pay for the west wall.
Ireland is the closest and most dangerous colony to the British mainland, but even the defenders here only officially changed their uniforms in February this year. Fortunately, they changed their uniforms in advance, otherwise they would really be afraid of this sudden riot. Coping with disorders.
Because they encountered a completely different combat team with an extremely agile and fierce fighting style. These mercenaries with high personal qualities were very adaptable to complex street fighting. Their special warfare level was not comparable to that of the general army.
When the British army began to engage in street fighting, despite their large number, they still suffered a big loss at the beginning.
Every window along the street is likely to shoot accurate bullets. Each of the mercenaries has excellent marksmanship and can be used as a sniper with a little training.
A gun barrel suddenly flashed out of the half-closed window. After firing a round of bullets, they quickly evacuated. In less than three seconds, these tricky shooters almost hit their heads with their rifles. The high-speed rotating bullets opened up the British army. The soldier's Tianling Cap sprayed the surrounding people with plasma and tofu.
The frightened British soldiers immediately raised their guns and fired at the dark windows, but by the time their bullets passed through, the guerrilla mercenaries had already hid in a safe area and loaded their bullets.
"Here comes a squad of soldiers, rushes into the house... and stabs him to death with a bayonet!"
The angry British soldiers kicked open the door and rushed inside. Unexpectedly, they were ambushed. Fires shot up into the sky. The burning soldiers screamed and rushed out of the door, rolling back and forth on the street.
The few soldiers who survived in the room were no match for the mercenaries. The North African Moorish dog-headed swords could easily cut their throats.
Screams came from the house, and Major Fell was furious. "Idiot! Are you all idiots? Don't fight with the enemy in close quarters in the dark night... Shoot linearly, and press forward step by step!"
"Ask torches and kerosene from the rear. Even if the entire neighborhood is burned down, no enemy can be spared!"
"Idiot, it's such a dark weather. How could they be so familiar with the terrain without the Irish to show them the way? These damn mercenaries..."
"Watch the roofs! Shoot all the hiding Irish! Burn the house for me! Burn them one by one!"
War still depends on the ability of leaders. Officers who have received professional military training can discover the key to breaking the situation in a short period of time.
It was late at night, the sky and the earth were pitch black. With a small number of mercenaries, they hoped that the British army would fight with them randomly. Complex street fighting would be their main battlefield.
If you want to defeat these damn mercenaries and the Irish, you have to take advantage of the British's large number of troops and materials, and use their absolute strength to crush them like a mountain.
The eight hundred frustrated lobster soldiers finally stabilized their position after a short period of suffering. They no longer sought a quick victory. These soldiers began to form a battle formation, covering their advance with two rows of staggered firing.
Half of the soldiers fired at all dangerous areas, while the other half were on standby with guns. When the gunshots were heard, the soldiers on standby rushed forward through a building and immediately went on guard.
After the second team fired, the first team also completed reloading and quickly moved forward to occupy a safe area.
In this way, the troops advanced alternately, just like two door panels staggered for defense. Once they encountered an enemy attack in a certain building, torches and kerosene barrels were immediately sent up.
After all, Dublin is the capital of British-ruled Ireland. There are countless arms and supplies stored here. The running carriages brought boxes of torches and barrels of pungent kerosene. The torches were lit as if they were free of charge. Throw it inside the window.
What's even more exaggerated is that they actually threw an entire unopened barrel of kerosene into the house. The barrel smashed against the wall, and the kerosene poured into the entire room, and the flames suddenly burst into flames.
The mercenaries who could no longer hide and escape could only withdraw from the backyard and the roof. However, as soon as they appeared, they were pursued by rounds of bullets.
What's even more tragic is that those Irish citizens whose figures were exposed in the fire didn't work well with the tactics of throwing stones and tiles after encountering the regular army. Every time a sound was exposed, they were hit by the firepower of four or five Enfield rifles. call.
Amidst the sounds of gunfire, screams, and rising flames, corpses fell from the roof, hitting the stone pavement heavily and merging with the corpses of the English.
"Damn it! These British are too insidious... We can't go on like this. Follow me and come with a few people. We will go around and burn their arms carriage! Otherwise we won't be able to defend two o'clock at all!"
At the critical moment, Paul gave an order, and the Moorish warriors and two other Vikings went around the alley and headed towards the enemy's rear under the leadership of the Irish union guide.
There were constant dangers along the way, with bullets flying over their heads. The British fired aimlessly, firing rows of guns at any dark area that felt dangerous.
It would be even worse if you heard some strange movements in the dark, or spotted some strange figures. Bullets would rain down like rain.
"Yeah!" Paul groaned in the darkness. There was a sharp pain in his left shoulder, and a bullet bit him hard.
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