Chapter 331: Yang Yuchun beats the Duke of Wellington

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The castle guarded by the Britons was not a strong bastion.

Only some jagged protruding firepower points were added to the original city wall to facilitate cross-fire on the city wall, but the defensive strength is incomparable to that of a bastion.

After all, the British also sent out troops in a hurry, and only 10,000 British infantry arrived first.

There was no time to go around and hire indigenous people to build some bastions.

It would be nice to have a small city wall.

Therefore, Arthur Wellesley, who was holding a telescope to watch the battle, had his hands trembling now.

For the British, if they could not defend this city, then investing these 10,000 infantry would be meaningless. Instead, it would weaken the British power in India.

It's an adventure.

Or

It's gambling.

The key now is to see how much determination the Yinfan army can put into the siege and how strong their combat effectiveness is.

However, now the Duke of Wellington, who would defeat Napoleon in the future, had begun to smell the loss of the bet.

"Firepower..firepower"

Arthur Wellesley murmured.

Times have changed

Although rifled guns and steel-cast rifled guns have long appeared.

Many people are aware that the emergence of this new weapon will have an impact on infantry tactics and the army's system.

However, who would easily abandon those things they are accustomed to without experiencing a real shock of blood?

"Mortars, artillery and machine guns are concentrated! Bombard the musketeers on their walls! Quick!"

The person who was speaking loudly was an officer named Qian Sheng who was holding a flintlock gun, a helmet on his head, several wooden handle grenades hanging on his waist, and a major rank on his shoulder.

Just by hearing this surname, you know that it comes from the Qian family of Wuyue.

The officers on hand of Wu Hou Qian Dazhao were basically the soldiers of the Qian family of Wuyue.

Qian Sheng lay down on a temporary cover point by the moat.

Under his command.

Bang bang bang.

The dull sound of mortar firing sounded.

A large number of black cannonballs hit the city wall in front.

Boom boom boom!

Suddenly.

The Britons on the city wall let out bursts of screams.

The fire from the explosion engulfed the entire city wall.

The air is boiling.

Throwing the bloody broken arm and limbs into the air.

The British lobster soldiers who were still shooting desperately outside under the cover of the city wall were dumbfounded.

They didn't expect it at all.

The shells fell from the sky.

Those sandbags they had laid out earlier were of no use at all.

"It's over. We're done."

"The Chinese artillery fire was terrible."

"God, what kind of enemy are we fighting!"

Wails echoed from the city walls.

And right now.

Under the cover of artillery fire.

A large number of soldiers rushed to the moat carrying planks, equipment for the pontoon bridge, and ladders.

A Japanese samurai who rushed to the front was holding a musket, shouting "Da Ming Plate", jumped into the water of the moat, and swam forward with all his strength.

Soon.

He was hit by a bullet fired from nowhere on the city wall.

Then his body tilted and he sank into the river.

The soldiers behind also rushed forward.

Braving the opponent's already sparse firepower, he swam toward the other side.

In the blink of an eye.

Many soldiers of the Ming Army had already reached the other side, struggling to drive wooden stakes and put ropes on them. A dozen small sampans were also tied with ropes and pushed down the river. The soldiers carrying the wooden boards put the wooden boards on the boats. Tighten with iron nails.

On the city wall.

The Britons also reacted.

They understood that if the Chinese pontoon bridge was successfully built, they would have to face a steady stream of Ming soldiers coming!

Braving intensive mortar fire, the British lobster soldiers desperately shot at the Ming soldiers on the moat.

But at the same time.

More mortars from the Ming army were deployed.

Mortars are already the support firepower of the squad in the Ming army.

Although the Indian vassal army does not have that luxury, it can still replenish and strengthen the mortars for the inherited companies, platoons and other establishments.

Under intense firepower.

The British Lobster Soldiers can be said to have suffered extremely heavy casualties.

Arthur Wellesley, who was watching the battle on the Ganges waterway, felt his heart bleed.

This is a serious lobster soldier.

Although as a nobleman, I don't really feel sorry for these infantrymen recruited from local ruffians.

What he cared about was Britain's hegemony. It was Britain's 30,000 infantrymen who had spent so much money to strengthen India! !

"If a full-scale war really breaks out with this kind of death, maybe all the men in Britain will not be able to die if they are involved."

Arthur Wellesley put down the telescope, his expression was solemn, and his face was so dark that he could squeeze out water from his eyes.

hypothesis

Britain has the same weapons as the Ming Empire.

No, even if it is more sophisticated and advanced than the weapons of the Ming Empire.

If the war evolves into the current model of a bloody mill, tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands will die in one battle.

That.

Arthur Wellesley was shocked.

So who can defeat the Ming Empire?

Especially with the advent of trains and railways, it became easier to gather troops and materials, and the scale of the war

It will definitely get bigger! !

The Ming Empire had a population of hundreds of millions! !

When Arthur Wellesley thought of this, his body seemed to be pressed to death by a mountain.

Can't breathe at all.

Right now.

The second wave of infantry from the Ming Army has also rushed forward.

This is the strength of a battalion.

The rifles were all bayonets mounted.

They did not form a neat queue, but rushed forward in a chaotic manner under the leadership of the officers.

If it was before.

Seeing such a scene, Arthur Wellesley would definitely make himself a cup of black tea and enjoy the scene of the British army defeating the rabble.

But now, he knows

These Chinese are definitely not rushing in randomly. They are very familiar with the army tactics of the new era, and are very skilled in using these weapons that can bring about revolutionary changes in army military tactics!

so.

They do not line up in dense formations, which is why they are adapting to the war of this era.

really.

as the British bombardment guns began to return fire.

When the artillery shells fell into the sparse Ming army array, the damage they caused was far less than the damage caused by the Ming army's mortar shells.

And right now.

The Ming army's long-range howitzers, which had been staring at the location of Britain's artillery positions for a long time, began to show off their power.

A large number of artillery poured into the opponent's artillery position.

Fire splattered.

The explosion shook the earth.

"Okay!! Their artillery position is finished!"

Yang Yuchun, who came to the front line to command, said excitedly.

If someone comes through now.

What I saw was the horrific scene of Yang Yuchun, the former famous general of the Qing Dynasty, beating Arthur Wellesley, Duke of Wellington of the British Empire.

Right now.

A floating bridge.

Already appeared on the edge of the moat.

(End of chapter)