At 7 o'clock in the morning, the Russian troops stationed in Emulkaron received a report from the forward patrol.
A small force of the "Qing Dynasty" was discovered, with a size of less than fifty people. It was discovered by the patrol in time and blocked at the foot of the mountain twenty miles away. The two sides are currently engaged in a fierce battle. The enemy's firepower is fierce and reinforcements are urgently needed.
The location of Emulkaron is important because the terrain here is condescending to the ancient city island. In fact, the topography of Yaksa increases layer by layer from north to south. Once the Russian army occupied Emulkaron, they could use the cannons set up here to control the fleet attacking from the south of the ancient city island. Once Emulkalun is lost, the Russian army can retreat to the ancient city island through the pontoon bridge built on the river.
The local garrison consisted of two chasseur battalions, a cavalry battalion and five artillery pieces. The garrison commander was named Lieutenant Colonel Listnitsky.
After receiving a request for help from the patrol in front, Listnitsky speculated that this must be a "Qing" reconnaissance force. After a brief consideration, he decided to send three companies to completely eliminate the "Qing army" in order to improve his level. The morale of the troops. Of course, it would be better if we could capture a few prisoners.
The lieutenant colonel gave the order, and the Cossacks who had just woken up and had not eaten breakfast began to assemble under the loud voice of the sergeant major.
"Everyone bring dry food! Remember to grab a few more bombs!"
"What happened, sir?"
"The Qing people are here, let's go and fight them."
"Okay." The young Cossack, who was already standing at attention, touched his chest habitually and shouted, "I forgot my runes and cross. I have to go back to the tent to get them."
"Damn boy, when will you have a better memory? You have to forget everything every time."
The so-called runes are the amulets carried by the Cossacks when they went into battle. These things have been around since the cold weapon era, such as gun-avoiding spells, battle-avoiding spells, and charging spells. You can copy whichever one you like. It all depends on personal preference.
However, since the Russian army began to engage in constant battles with the Northern Navy north of the city of Guigudal, the Cossacks' favorite thing to copy now is the "gun avoidance curse". They all hid the copied spells inside their shirts. Tie it to a cross chain, place it on a sacred object given by a relative to bless you with peace, or tie it to a small bag wrapped in the soil of your hometown. Although the God of Death will not spare those who carry spells, it is better than nothing.
"Mikola, the most merciful Saint, bless us with invincibility..."
It was a muggy morning in August, when the sky was overcast and the sun was obscured. Two companies of mounted infantry set off first, while the cavalry had already set off in the open space along the river bank.
The Cossacks rode on horseback and marched in columns through the forest. The drummers at the front of the queue beat dull drums to guide the troops' movements.
"Ta la~ta la~ta la dong da la dong~"
Half an hour after Emur's Russian army set off, a Russian colonel who received the news walked into a room in Yaksa Castle after knocking on the door. Apart from an attendant and adjutant, there was only an old man with gray hair in his sixties. Seeing the colonel coming in, the old man asked in an easy-going tone: "Dear Vasilyevich, is there anything urgent you knocking on the door in such a hurry?"
This is an old man with a slight stoop, a slight limp in his legs, and a short stature. His face is full of wrinkles and his nose is not straight enough. A pair of blue eyes blink under the high eyebrows; the sparse hair on the back of his head is combed. It became a small braid and tied with a silver-gray ribbon. Unlike other high-ranking European generals of this era, he did not put on any pretense.
The old man's gorgeous black military uniform fit him perfectly and was neatly ironed. Whether it’s the St. Alexander Nevsky jeweled star on his chest, the royally gifted long sword inlaid with jewels on his waist, or the “St. Andrei Pervoz” slung over his shoulder. The high-level ribbon of "Wan Nei" all shows that this person is the army commander of Tsarist Russia's Eastern Conquest of the Qing Dynasty, General Suvorov.
This is a pure and self-disciplined soldier. Compared to the embarrassing situation of being a nominal general in Crimea and unable to even command a squad, Suvorov would rather let Potemkin take the limelight to deal with the Turks. He came to the east to direct the offensive against the Qing Dynasty.
"General, our troops on patrol fifteen miles south of the Emur camp discovered the enemy's reconnaissance team! Because the enemy's firepower was too strong, Lieutenant Colonel Listnitsky has ordered two companies to support it. .”
"Hmm." Suvorov gestured to the colonel to mark the location where the patrols exchanged fire on the map. He stared at the map for a while and said with a smile: "The enemy's firepower is fierce, and only a quick attack can have any hope of success. The greater the number of our troops will make them overwhelmed, the defense will be chaotic, and ammunition will be wasted. Listnitsky's decision is correct."
In fact, the reason why Suvorov, after noticing that the Northern Navy was heading north, ordered the Jaeger troops to block the attack in small groups was to understand his enemy through constant contact and exchanges of fire.
Later Clausewitz said that war is an act of human interaction. Rather than saying that war is like some kind of technological competition, it is more like some kind of trade behavior.
It was through these dozens of days of constant "interactions" that Suvorov had a certain degree of understanding of this unusual opponent of the Northern Navy.
The so-called strategy is actually based on our situation, the enemy's situation, and the people's situation. If you don’t understand your opponent and you don’t know yourself, you can’t formulate a strategy to defeat your opponent. Suvorov has never been a person willing to be passively defensive. He discovered his opponent's strengths and weaknesses through battles again and again, so as to seize the opponent's weaknesses in defense and achieve rapid counterattacks.
In his opinion, the "Qing Army" opposite was a force with extremely powerful firepower. The soldiers fought bravely, were proficient in operating weapons, and had strong discipline.
Their commanders act decisively and resolutely, and do not skimp on ammunition at all. Even for a small group of enemies, the enemy soldiers will use a nearly wasteful method to suppress their own heads with dense rain of bullets, and then outflank them to achieve victory. .
Combining the previously obtained intelligence, Suvorov speculated that this force must have been prepared by the Qing emperor to deal with the rebel forces entrenched in the Ussuri River. This could also explain why Alexandrov and the others had just arrived in Aihun. , Qing reinforcements can arrive quickly.
This made him really envious. No wonder the Queen had been hesitant about going to war with the Qing Dynasty. It can maintain a force of thousands of people for long-distance operations of thousands of miles, and can also provide a steady supply of ammunition. Except for large and wealthy countries like the Qing Dynasty, even Tsarist Russia is unable to do so.
However, it was precisely because Zhao Xin and Liu Sheng used the fleet's accompanying supplies in the later period and the violent tactics of attacking troops to advance layer by layer that Suvorov also discovered the weaknesses of the Northern Navy.
First of all, he felt that the "Qing general" he had fought against must be a guy with a violent personality, which was exactly the taboo of senior generals. A man who is easily excited and irritable is not suitable to be the commander of an army.
The biggest advantage of this kind of person is his drive, but this drive often does not last long. Only junior officers need people who are easily excited, because a fierce charge only takes a few minutes; while a fierce battle takes a whole day, and a battle takes a whole year or even several years.
Secondly, in terms of powerful firepower, this is an unmatched advantage and weakness. With such a large ammunition consumption, once the logistics cannot keep up, they will soon be in trouble.
It must be said that Suvorov saw Liu Sheng very clearly and pointed out his character weaknesses. Not counting the unlucky Zhao Xin, the three leaders of the Beihai Navy all have their own character flaws, otherwise they would not have been so unsatisfactory in another time and space. From the perspective of the darkness of human nature, it was precisely because Zhao Xin saw the flaws in the character of these people that he was able to control the Beihai Navy with ease.
Of course, Suvorov never calculated that there would be a "monster" like Zhao Xin in the world, otherwise he would immediately organize the entire army to retreat.
Two hours after the firefight began in the morning, when wounded people began to appear in the reconnaissance team, Serdan felt that he had been overestimated. He should not have been trying to catch the lieutenant, but should have retreated from the beginning. Now that the reconnaissance team had been stuck by the Russian army, he had no choice but to send a request for help to the rear through the accompanying radio.
Relying on the cover of the jungle terrain, the Russian patrol continued to shorten the distance between the two sides, and finally entered within 100 meters. Although one handheld mortar failed to fire and exploded, relying on the only remaining one, the Russian army still threw two grenades into the reconnaissance team's position, injuring two people on the spot.
In fact, after joining the Northern Navy for so long, Serdan's biggest problem is that he can resolutely carry out the tasks assigned to him by Zhao Xin, but his overall strategic vision is insufficient. Especially since the North Navy has defeated different opponents many times over the years, there is a widespread mentality of blind arrogance within the team, and the same goes for Serdan.
The cautious and steady hunter who was able to escape from a heavy siege with a bow and three iron arrows is long gone, replaced by the Northern Navy reconnaissance captain who ignores his opponents.
Many soldiers feel that they can conquer the world with the weapons in their hands. The problem is that an army trained to use modern weapons and tactics consumes an astonishing amount of ammunition.
Although Beihai Town has its own bullet manufacturing equipment, the scrap rate is still very high. It is very simple to make a bullet that can be fired, such as a shotgun bullet, and the threshold is very low.
However, the threshold for military bullets is very high. It does not mean that you can accurately imitate large quantities of bullets with a few 7.62 bullets. The level of metallurgical technology, processing accuracy, and mature gunpowder production lines are all thresholds that restrict bullet production. In addition, a large number of experimental tests are needed to obtain the best ballistic data, ammunition muzzle velocity, etc., and then continue to be improved.
From this point of view, Zhao Liang's military-industrial steel complex is currently just a "military-industrial steel joint workshop."
(Some people say that everything can be made in Peshawar in Pakistan, and the equipment is not very advanced. The problem is that everyone has inherited the father's business for more than a hundred years, and the technology is too familiar. Even so, it is really difficult for a craftsman to Even if the workshop produces millions of rounds of ammunition every year, he can’t do it.)
The Russian cavalry finally reached the attack position after extensive detours, and two soldiers from the reconnaissance team also discovered the enemy on the side and rear.
"Captain, the enemy cavalry is coming!"
"Take this!" Serdan handed his assault rifle to the soldier behind him, replaced it with the other's semi-automatic, and ordered: "Burst fire! Aim and hit again!"
The Russian cavalry formed a formation. Because of the mosquito bites, the horses shook their heads and their bits rattled loudly. The warrant officer leading the cavalry took out his saber from its scabbard, with a dim blue light shining on the blade.
The lieutenant of cavalry, mounted on a well-proportioned and leaping horse, raced to the front of the column. He held the reins tightly and had a saber tassel wrapped around one hand.
"Everyone!" "The warrant officer pointed his saber to the right, then to the left, then pointed forward, stopping above the raised horse's ears. "Form a skirmish line and move forward! "
As the sound of horse hooves began to sound in the silence, fifty Russian cavalry formed a formation more than 200 meters wide three hundred meters away. This made the dozen or so reconnaissance team members responsible for blocking suddenly not knowing which one to target, but time was running out, so they had no choice but to take the lead in firing.
"Da da da~ da da da~"
"Bang! Bang!"
The Russian cavalry advanced at a constant speed despite the hail of bullets, and the pace of the horses continued to accelerate. When they approached less than a hundred meters away from the reconnaissance team, the warrant officer gave a fierce shout and accelerated with the remaining thirty people.
"Pick up your spear, put away your saber, and charge!"
The ground groaned dullly under the trampling of dozens of horse hooves. The Cossacks leveled their spears and the horses began to gallop at full speed. The figure of the cavalry warrant officer rose and fell in the woodland, and the men on the horses shouted.
The war horse first curled up its legs, then stretched them out, leaping seven or eight meters away. Amid the screams, the crackling gunshots became more intense. The two assault rifles of the reconnaissance team fired continuously, and the bullets they sprayed made a sharp whistle and spread out in the forest like a fan.
At the same time, the Russian infantry in the west also began to attack the reconnaissance team. They lit all the few remaining grenades and threw them out. Large plumes of white smoke rose in front of the reconnaissance team's position, disrupting the reconnaissance team's shooting sight. The Russian infantry immediately formed a scattered formation of ten people in a row. He rushed towards the reconnaissance team quickly.
At this time, Serdan hurriedly turned around and raised his bow. He shot several arrows at the front warrant officer just by feeling, and then continued to aim at the next one. Still just by feeling, he shot seven or eight arrows in the blink of an eye.
"Grenade!" With a shout, a dozen North Navy wooden-handled grenades flew out from the reconnaissance team's position. They rolled through the air. When they reached the top of the Russian infantry queue, they exploded. The explosion shook the earth and the Russian infantry was instantly killed and injured. The surviving Russian troops even lost their weapons and fled in a hurry. The two hours of fighting had exhausted all the courage of the patrol.
The few remaining Russian cavalry at the rear of the reconnaissance team had also fled south. They did not dare to rescue their fallen companions who had been shot.
Serdan ordered everyone to retreat while counting the number of people. At this time, there were only less than twenty uninjured people in the reconnaissance team, and the others were injured to varying degrees. The most serious thing was that a guy who stood up to shoot was stabbed in the thigh by a cavalry spear while changing the magazine. He lost a lot of blood and was about to die.
Taking advantage of the fact that the Russian army had retreated, Serdan and the others simply bandaged the wounded. They also helped the dead and injured soldiers to their horses, and then began to retreat to the southeast.
The group had just walked out for more than a mile when the scout team responsible for covering discovered more Russian cavalry approaching from the east. This shocked Serdan. He did not expect Rakshasa's counterattack. so fast.
At this moment, figures were shaking in the woods to the southeast. Following loud commands, more than twenty soldiers from the Northern Navy emerged from behind the trees. The troops coming from the Duojin City camp finally arrived. Seldan couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and he couldn't help but slumped to the ground as he was exhausted mentally and physically.
Soon, as the gunshots from the east began to ring out one after another, more and more Northern Navy soldiers ran past the reconnaissance team. Serdan was a little surprised. He grabbed a platoon leader and asked: "How many of you are here?" people?"
"Two battalions!"
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