"This Zuo Mengeng is really haunting!"
Sitting on the horse, looking at the complete defensive position in front, Mao Chenglu felt his teeth hurt.
"Everyone spread out and look around to see if there is any other way."
The Dongjiang rebels have now reached a consensus from top to bottom and do not want to fight the new army at all.
When they saw the new army blocking the way, their first thought was to take a detour to avoid it.
However, the cavalry returned soon.
"General, this is the only way."
Mao Chenglu was helpless.
"Hurry and report to the Commander-in-Chief and Commander-in-Chief."
With the New Army blocking the way, Mao Chenglu couldn't decide how the rebels should act. He could only inform Li Jiucheng and Kong Youde of the situation.
"Are there Zuo Mengeng's troops again?"
Li Jiucheng and Kong Youde were about to faint.
Why was Zuo Mengeng blocking me everywhere?
Li Yingyuan was very angry and asked, "How many troops did Zuo Mengeng deploy?"
The messenger hurriedly said: "The scouts reported about a thousand people."
Li Yingyuan immediately jumped up.
"How dare he, Zuo Mengeng, look down on others like this even if he has strong soldiers and horses? How dare he stop my tens of thousands of troops with only a thousand soldiers and horses?"
Forget about him, the faces of the other rebel generals didn't look good either.
I have seen bullies, but I have never seen anyone bully like this.
You Zuo Menggeng has deployed more than ten thousand soldiers and horses. We admit that we are no match for you.
But you have more than a thousand people, do you really think that Dongjiang Town is a puppet?
Without waiting for Li Jiucheng and Kong Youde to decide, Li Yingyuan volunteered.
"Father, Commander-in-Chief, please give the last general an army of soldiers and horses. We must let Zuo Mengeng know how powerful I am in Dongjiang Town."
"We will go together in the end."
"The last general invites you to fight."
Seeing the surging public sentiment and commendable morale, both Li Jiucheng and Kong Youde felt that this was a good opportunity.
"Since Zuo Mengeng is arrogant and careless, let's give him a big gift. Send the order, and the whole army will rush forward. No retreat is allowed without an order."
The Dongjiang rebels' attack was fierce from the beginning.
From Old Sow Mountain to the mountains to the east, the wide front in the middle was filled with soldiers from Dongjiang Town.
On this cross section, the third regiment arranged the four battalions separately, not in a straight line, but to form four strongholds, and then connected the points with the surface, creating a horizontal interception effect.
The open space between the two battalions is only about a hundred meters, and they are all within the firepower range of the two battalions. It does not matter whether the troops are deployed or not.
On Old Sow Mountain, in addition to mortars, Shen Xun also deployed a company of infantry to prevent the rebels from taking over the mountain.
Of course the rebels would not let go of such an important commanding heights.
As soon as the war started, the rebels gathered five thousand troops and attacked Old Sow Mountain.
All kinds of firearms were aimed at the top of the mountain and bombed intensively, but with little effect.
Whether it is high or steep, Old Sow Mountain is only over 300 meters in total. But for the old-fashioned artillery of the rebels, it is still a bit difficult to hit from the bottom of the mountain to the top.
Only by pushing the artillery to the foot of the mountain and raising the muzzle can it threaten the top of the mountain.
But do the rebels dare to push the artillery so close?
Seeing the infantry charging up the mountain being turned upside down and fleeing in panic, Li Jiucheng and Kong Youde wisely did not order the artillery to advance.
A total of twelve mortars were deployed on Old Sow Mountain, with an exaggerated rate of fire. Three rounds of bullets rained in less than ten seconds.
Imagine that thirty-six artillery shells fell within ten seconds within a radius of only seven or eight hundred meters. This is how terrifying it was in the war at the end of the Ming Dynasty.
The most important thing is that this kind of artillery shell still kills in a wide range.
Even if the explosion diameter of each cannonball is only about fifteen meters, and it can be used against infantry, the effect will be just right.
Lying behind the bunker at the foot of the mountain, Li Yingyuan looked horrified as he watched the defeated troops retreating like a tide.
"This...what the hell is this?"
No one could answer him.
The new army's weapons were beyond their knowledge.
Li Yingyuan looked elsewhere and found that the battlefields were already in full swing, and there was no fighting.
If someone else wins and he makes no progress here, it will not only embarrass himself, but also affect his father's reputation.
Thinking of this, he also got angry.
"Don't retreat, charge me... charge me!"
Li Yingyuan waved his long sword, leading by example, and once again launched an attack on the top of the mountain.
Seeing that the master was leading the way, the others also took courage. For a time, all the rebels along the way were mobilized with great momentum.
Although there was only one company of infantry on the top of the mountain, everyone was not panicked.
The rebels were so dense that there was no need to deliberately target them. Just aim at the place where people gather and fire, and the unlucky guy will always find the bullet himself.
With each round of firing, nearly a hundred rebels fell.
However, there was an obvious difference in height, and the rebels were in a hurry below.
The weapons in their hands, whether they were guns or bows and arrows, could not be used at all because of their range. The only way is to run around and hope to get closer before taking action.
In the process, mortars once again showed their power.
Three more rapid fires blasted the rebel formation into a large open space.
The smell of burnt flesh and blood in the air finally reminded others of the horror of death, and the rebels couldn't help but slow down their attack.
"Hurry up, we're almost there! Rush up and kill these bastards."
Li Yingyuan jumped up and down, shouted crazily, and kept cheering up the soldiers.
He had no idea that the shape of war had changed.
What does it mean to dress too gorgeously and too stand out on the battlefield?
boom…………………………
A cloud of white smoke suddenly appeared in the middle of a pile of rocks some distance away from the infantry company's position.
A fatal bullet shot out of the white smoke, passed through the gap that could not be fired, and poured directly into Li Yingyuan's head.
This is the sniper of the special forces showing off his power.
Li Yingyuan has been hiding in the crowd, and it is difficult for the soldiers facing him to find him. Even if they see it, ordinary infantry and even sharpshooters are not enough to complete such a sniper kill.
Only special forces equipped with scopes, from an unexpected angle, can complete such a fatal blow.
Li Yingyuan is wearing a helmet.
As one of the main players, his helmet quality is of course very good.
But it's a pity that the helmet cannot completely cover his head.
The bullet from the special forces hit his head from the front between the eyebrows, turning him into an open watermelon.
Li Yingyuan never thought that his death would be so sudden and not worth mentioning.
"The general is dead!"
"Run!"
Li Yingyuan's death completely shattered the morale of the rebels. They could no longer care about anything else and fled one after another.
Seeing this, the infantry company commander keenly seized the opportunity.
"The whole army charges."
The infantry company broke out of its bunker, like tigers descending the mountain, chasing the rebels' butts and charging fiercely.
The rebels fell down row after row. Those who were still alive were completely frightened and only regretted that their parents had lost a leg.
It was clear that their numbers were greater, but they just couldn't muster the courage to resist or fight back.
In this battle, Li Yingyuan, the eldest son of Li Jiucheng, one of the rebel generals, died in the battle. The rebels suffered casualties of more than 1,700 people along the way and completely lost their combat effectiveness.
