"Success!"
Yang Yuchun was overjoyed.
The pontoon was built.
It will be a matter of time at best to take down this small city in front of us.
As long as this channel in and out of the Ganges can be ensured to be smooth, it is only a matter of time before the entire Ganges Basin becomes available.
Such a great achievement.
The emperor will definitely call him back to Zhongdu, when the time comes.
Maybe he can even be made a father-in-law or something.
Thinking of this, Yang Yuchun felt hot in his heart.
The ten thousand lobster soldiers in front of us must be eaten.
After this battle is won, we can even sweep northward and build a naval force capable of fighting in the Ganges River Basin as soon as possible. By the way, the emperor's order has already come, and we don't know what kind of warships the Indian Ocean Fleet will send. Combat.
Just when Yang Yunchun was thinking about it.
The first battalion to rush over had already crossed the moat.
He is rushing towards the bottom of the city wall.
The next step is to complete the blasting of the front of the city wall under the cover of artillery fire!
This way.
This city will fall into the hands of the Ming army.
Yang Yuchun really didn't understand why these British people wanted to come here to die?
At this moment, the large-caliber mortars deployed by the British in the city threw a large number of explosive shells filled with more than ten kilograms of black powder in front of the city wall.
Boom boom boom! !
A huge sound rang out.
The soldiers of the Ming army who rushed at the front were quickly covered in blood and flesh under such bombardment, and suffered heavy casualties!
Yang Yuchun couldn't help but sigh.
"Forget it, the spirit has been weakened. After all, the British are holding on to a city with a certain bastion structure. It is normal to fight for months. Let's withdraw and organize it first. Send two companies to guard the pontoon bridge, and then prepare with firepower. Then attack again.”
Luo Dingshan also nodded: "Don't rush, save the life of the sergeant."
Yang Yuchun sighed and wanted to put down the telescope in his hand. A tough battle is not easy to fight. Calcutta is a big city, and it is also a bastion defense circle surrounded by rings. It is a permanent defense system built by the British in the past two years. If you want Laying such a group of bastions would really cost people their lives.
Just when the retreat bugle was about to sound.
Qian Daji, the supervisor on the front line, was still fighting the final battle. He had a pistol in his left hand and a saber in his right hand. He shouted with a Zhejiang accent that resounded throughout the front: "The Ming Dynasty will be victorious! If we advance, we will not retreat! I have been waiting for thousands of miles to come. How can it be blocked by a Tucheng!"
"The Ming Dynasty will be victorious! If you advance, never retreat!"
Qian Daji shouted and took the lead, and the surrounding soldiers were immediately inspired. They jumped up from the trenches and rushed forward along the erected pontoon bridge.
More ladders were put up on the city wall.
More officers climbed up the ladder first, and the soldiers followed.
Those warriors who couldn't squeeze onto the ladder picked up the cannonballs that were about to explode and threw them towards the moat!
In the back, everyone stared at all this with binoculars.
The Ming army's second wave of attacking troops also had their heads covered. Braving the constant shells, he rushed onto the pontoon bridge.
For the staff officers sitting in the clean and tidy General Staff Office making plans, or for the generals who hold the lives and deaths of thousands of people in their hands.
Recklessness, impulsiveness, and recklessness are the worst qualities.
But for the middle and lower-level officers who are fighting on the front line, this fearless and indomitable spirit is the most valuable combat power!
Troops with such soldiers and officers are the best of the best.
In everyone's expectant eyes, the warriors of the Ming Army have climbed up the wall!
The first person to climb up was Brigadier Qian Daji. He was not tall and was a typical small southern man.
But when he rushed to the top of the city, those big lobster soldiers may have been frightened, but no one rushed up to fight with them.
Just at this moment of opportunity, more Ming troops were already on the city wall, some holding pistols.
Some people were holding grenades, and others were waving gleaming samurai swords. The first ones to come up were all officers!
"Kill!"
"Onboard!"
"Ula..."
After a short silence, the shouts of killing rang out, and a brutal hand-to-hand fight began on the city wall!
The hand-to-hand combat between the two sides was quite brutal.
The bayonet is red.
Blood flowed everywhere.
Arthur Wellesley did not think that the soldiers under his command would be so vulnerable. .
Or.
Prior to this, small-scale conflicts between the two sides simply could not verify their combat effectiveness in large-scale combat.
And now it seems.
This is a coalition of Indian vassals from the Ming Empire.
The fighting power is terrible! !
Especially the weapons they use.
"General, what are we going to do now?"
an officer asked in fear.
"Retreat! Let's retreat!"
"Withdraw? Then"
"The city is not important, what is important is the people!"
Arthur said.
The officer was slightly startled.
Arthur seemed to know what he was thinking and said: "Our battle is not without value. Even if we lose, it is very, very valuable!"
"Because...we saw what our opponents look like!!"
"There is a saying in their Chinese military books, what is it called?" Arthur thought hard, and then said: "Oh, by the way, it is called as long as you know yourself and your opponent well enough, you can be invincible! "
"This is "know yourself and the enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger," General," the officer said.
Arthur glanced at the officer in surprise. ,
"General, Chinese classics have become very popular in Europe in recent years. After all, they are the largest empire in the world!" The officer who was transferred from London just this year said with a smile.
Arthur Wellesley nodded.
He heard about it too.
In Europe, there is now a "China fever".
Everything in China seems to be advanced.
Their complicated square characters even gave Europeans a sense of inferiority.
Because China was a closed empire just a few years ago.
In just a few years, it has become a country that leads Europe in technological strength. In just a few years, what about giving them another thirty or fifty years?
Maybe
They will completely rule this world.
It's just like.
They once ruled the Eastern world for two or three thousand years.
"Let's go! But we'll be back!"
Arthur took a deep look at the sun and moon flag flying high on the opposite side.
“We will come back victorious!!”
"Sir, the Britons have withdrawn!"
Sun Shiyi's expression changed slightly after receiving the news.
He looked at his adviser Pan Shien: "What do these British people mean? They traveled two to three thousand miles from Calcutta to here, just to return in despair with the death of one or two thousand people?"
Pan Shien shook his head and said, "Maybe they think they can defend that city."
"Now they understand that to fight against the Ming Dynasty, they must be prepared for complete destruction!"
Sun Shiyi said with a cold snort.
(End of chapter)
