Bury the Qing Dynasty

Chapter 484 Cruel Battlefield

"What are you doing! Before you get the order, even if you die, you can only die obediently in the trenches! You are still a top student in the military academy, and you have forgotten the discipline of obeying the command in all actions?"

"Now is not the time to rush forward with swords and guns! We wait for the artillerymen behind to finish firing their cannons before it's our turn to go forward. Are you rushing out in such a hurry because you intend to take your own shells!"

Zhu Jianying found that the amiable class monitor before had disappeared, replaced by a veteran who was full of swear words, swearing at every turn, and even wanted to hit himself on the head.

This is not the same as the battle that Zhu Jianying imagined.

In Zhu Jianying's imagination, his squad leader should be screaming and taking the lead in charging forward, and he and other comrades in the squad will follow behind his squad leader and charge forward. Maybe he can kill the enemy, or maybe he will be killed by the enemy. Falling, maybe I blocked the bullets for my comrades, or maybe my comrades blocked the bullets for myself.

In short, no matter what Zhu Jianying thought, she never expected this situation to happen.

The squad leader of Zhu Jianying's team glanced at Zhu Jianying slightly, and said with a sneer, "Why, is it different from what you have read in books before? Do you think this battle is meaningless?"

Zhu Jianying nodded slightly, and replied honestly: "It is indeed different from what I imagined."

The squad leader snapped and said, "Imagination? You have imagined too many things, but can your imagination be the same as reality? The recruits in your military academy scream and want to rush forward as soon as they go to the battlefield. The problem is that you You don’t know how to wait for your own artillery to finish firing? Didn’t anyone tell you when you were in the military academy that the most common tactic used by our Ming army is to wash the ground with artillery and collect the corpses with infantry?”

After a crazy output to Zhu Jianying, the squad leader snorted again and said: "The knowledge of how to fight on the battlefield is great, and it is far from what you can learn in the military academy. Look back carefully—since you It’s my soldier, so I have to try my best to bring you back alive.”

Zhu Jianying was somewhat confused.

The majestic eldest son of the Ming Emperor was treated like a gray grandson, and this matter can make everyone laugh to death.

It's just that the training is back to the training, and Zhu Jianying understands in his heart that the old soldier who is always cursing in front of him is actually doing it for his own good, and the ancestors of the Central Plains have also said that what is achieved on paper is always superficial. Knowing that this must be done.

Even though I, the eldest son of the Daming Emperor, had learned countless knowledge about leading troops and fighting in the Daming Military Academy, and could learn from Liu Heming, Liu Erniu, Geng Rui and other famous generals and veterans of the Five Armies Commander's Mansion anytime and anywhere, I can't change the fact that I have never really been on the battlefield.

The experience of these veterans on the battlefield is all in exchange for their lives. If you learn more, you will be able to save your life. Only when you are really at the forefront can you truly integrate into the army and learn. How to lead troops to fight.

Ever since, Zhu Jianying asked with an open-minded attitude: "Squad leader, when will our artillery fire? How can we judge whether it is time to charge?"

The squad leader patted Zhu Jianying on the shoulder, motioned Zhu Jianying to sit down in the trench, and then said: "It's not us who decide when the artillery fires, but the barbarians on the opposite side—when are they going to charge?" , our artillery will fire whenever."

"Don't believe the nonsense that the instructors in the military academy say about arranging the battle plan and shelling time, because it is impossible for your enemy to fight you according to the battle plan you arranged, and learning to adapt to the situation is the key fundamental."

"As for how to judge the timing of the charge..."

The squad leader rubbed the stubble on his mouth, and then started to output crazily again: "When to charge, it depends on when those bastards in the artillery have enjoyed fighting!"

"I scolded the neighbors, those guys in the artillery camp are as smart as monkeys. They can accurately judge how many enemy troops are on the opposite side, and they can also accurately judge how many shells need to be fired to kill the enemy troops on the opposite side."

"If these bastards have enough shells, we can only wait for them to finish their fight and rush up to collect the corpses of the barbarians on the opposite side."

"If their shell reserves are not sufficient, then we may charge forward against the barbarians' artillery fire on the opposite side."

"However, only in this situation will it be our infantry's turn to play a role. For example, the advance of the skirmish line, such as the rapid interspersed encirclement, these tactics are unable to be used by the bastards of the artillery, and can only be relied on by us. infantry."

After thinking about it, the squad leader couldn't help but add: "Of course, those bastards flying in the sky are nothing good. Although they can't fight the barbarians with real swords and guns, they often float to the barbarians' side. Then throw grenades."

Listening to her squad leader began to criticize the artillery and hot air balloon troops, Zhu Jianying couldn't help feeling a little sad.

Who made him be assigned to the infantry camp now.

Thinking of the fact that her first time on the battlefield might turn into a one-day trip to the battlefield, Zhu Jianying couldn't help complaining: "We infantry are really uncles who don't love grandma?"

But before Zhu Jianying complained a few more words, the artillery position behind his house had already started to speak—the number of eighteen artillery pieces in the artillery battalion was not too many, but it was not too small either, and the deafening cannons sounded one after another , directly blocked Zhu Jianying's complaints.

However, after waiting for a long time, after the artillery positions in the rear quieted down, Zhu Jianying unexpectedly discovered that there seemed to be something wrong with her heart. Otherwise, why would it be beating non-stop?
And it's not just the heart that has a problem, even the ears seem to be out of order?
Zhu Jianying looked at her class monitor with a confused face and asked, "Do you want to rush?"

Zhu Jianying had already thought about it, as Huang Gangzi of Daming, no matter what, he couldn't lose his life on the battlefield. Even if he wanted to throw away his life, he had to throw it on the battlefield.

However, to the surprise of Zhu Jianying, the monitor of his class did not respond to his question.

Or it can't be said that there is no response - the monitor's mouth is opening and closing, and it seems to be saying something, but Zhu Jianying's ears are still buzzing, so he can't hear the monitor's words respond.

Seeing that classmate Zhu Jianying patted her ears in a daze, Zhu Jianying's class monitor couldn't help but grinned and laughed, and then patted Zhu Jianying on the shoulder, signaling Zhu Jianying to charge with him.

It was at this moment that Zhu Jianying truly saw the cruelty of the battlefield.

The land plowed by the artillery has become quite loose, and some places have been drenched by the blood of the Ottoman soldiers on the opposite side, and the craters from some shells have even become a pool of blood, and a large number of stumps and broken arms are scattered everywhere. On the battlefield, many wounded and surviving Ottoman soldiers were crying non-stop, but it was the Ming soldiers' bullets that finally responded to them.

Compared with the scene like Shura's hell in front of him, Zhu Jianying felt that the cleaned and tidied battlefields he had seen in Port Mukalla before were as warm and tidy as a child's play house.

It's just that Zhu Jianying didn't have time to feel the cruelty of the battlefield, because Ottoman's army became smarter after countless battles with the Ming army.

The commander of the Ottoman army directly divided the army under his hands into three parts.

The most elite and valuable artillery was left behind by him, and the part he regarded as his confidant was arranged in the front of the Ottoman artillery position, which could not only protect the artillery position, but also play the role of supervising the battle team.

As for the confused Ottoman army that was bombed by Ming's artillery just now, it can basically be regarded as cannon fodder pushed out by the Ottoman commander.

This created a very painful situation - the artillery equipped by the Ming army is indeed much more advanced than the artillery equipped by Ottoman, but no matter how advanced the artillery is, it is still limited by the range.

Although the commander of the Ottoman army placed the artillery of the Ottoman army in the rear, although the artillery of the Ottoman army would not be able to reach the infantry positions of the Ming Dynasty, the artillery of the Ming Dynasty should not rely on the range and power of the artillery to kill the artillery of the Ottoman army. .

In other words, if Ming's artillery wants to kill the artillery of the Ottoman army, it must advance the artillery position. In reality, advancing the artillery position is not like it can be done with a single frame in the game. It is also impossible to shoot during the process.

Even the game of advancing in batches must require the infantry to move their positions forward first-this time point also happens to be the charge time that the Ottoman army commander can use!
The squad leader including Zhu Jianying's squad took the lead in charging, also in order to seize the position forward, so as to suppress the Ottoman army on the opposite side, so as to prevent the Ottoman cavalry from attacking their own artillery positions.

There is one thing to say, this is the first time for Zhu Jianying to fight with others on the battlefield, but Zhu Jianying's tactical and physical qualities are much better than many veterans, which fully proves that Zhu Jianying is not a mediocre Eating, drinking, and drinking waste——After I rushed forward with my monitor for about 200 meters, Zhu Jianying's ears gradually returned to normal.

It's just that before Zhu Jianying could be happy that her hearing had returned to normal, she was once again grabbed by her monitor.

Just when Zhu Jianying was stupefied, the squad leader told Zhu Jianying: "Pull the corpses around and pile them up. Although the corpses of these savages are a bit smelly, they are no more suitable to be used as corpses now." Materials for the bunker."

This time, Zhu Jianying was completely dumbfounded.

It would be fine if it was a complete corpse, but what kind of things are these in front of you?There are headsless, arms and legs missing, disemboweled, twisted bodies, all kinds of messy corpses, but few of the mother-in-laws are complete!

What's more terrible is that the strange smell emanating from these corpses rushed straight into Zhu Jianying's nostrils-although Zhu Jianying had also received training in simulated battlefields when he was studying in the military academy under a pseudonym, but the simulation was ultimately just Simulation, the battlefield simulated by pig blood and pig intestines is not real no matter how realistic it is, but the real battlefield in front of him constantly stimulates Zhu Jianying's nerves from the aspects of vision, touch and smell!

In addition, Zhu Jianying's living conditions are relatively good since she was a child...

"vomit!"

Every time Zhu Jianying moved a corpse, she would retch once. After the surrounding corpses were moved and piled up according to the order, Zhu Jianying finally couldn't help but began to vomit.

However, Zhu Jianying, who originally thought that he would be reprimanded, did not expect that his squad leader actually asked worriedly: "How is it? Can you hold on?"

Even vomited out the bile, Zhu Jianying, who really couldn't vomit, took a deep breath and replied, "Don't worry, the squad leader, I can still hold on!"

The squad leader curled his lips, and actually started to praise Zhu Jianying: "That's right, the son who was pampered and raised by the dignified Sauron family can actually do this step, not bad, not bad."

Zhu Jianying was a little confused.

Is this a compliment to us?But why do we feel that this kind of praise is better than no praise?
Just when Zhu Jianying was complaining secretly, the monitor actually took out a piece of candy from his arms and handed it over: "Eat a piece of candy, this is our Daming's candy, it's very sweet—let me tell you, when recruits go to the battlefield, they spit it out." It’s normal if you don’t vomit, it’s not normal if you don’t vomit.”

Zhu Jianying glanced at the class monitor gratefully, just about to peel off the candy wrapper and stuff it into his mouth, but saw that his hands were already covered with blood and some indescribable yellow-green things...

Zhu Jianying suddenly felt a dilemma.

Don't eat?

In fact, I really want to eat it, especially the sentence that the monitor said, this is our Daming's candy, and Zhu Jianying, who is so exciting, already has the urge to drool.

eat?
Looking at the blood and yellow and green things in his hands, Zhu Jianying really felt sick again.

The squad leader who has been watching Zhu Jianying said with a smile: "It's no big deal, the battlefield has always been like this, and you will get used to it after you have fought more battles."

After thinking for a while, the squad leader added: "Don't think that if we kill too much, it will hurt the world——I remember His Majesty the Emperor said that every generation has something to do. Our generation What we have to do is to lay a great foundation for the future generations, even if the future generations do not live up to it, at least they can lose for a few more years."

"His Majesty the Emperor also said that if we finish all the battles that should be fought and those that should not be fought, our descendants will not have to fight. If we don't fight, it will be our descendants who will fight. The casualties borne will also be incurred among them."

"His Majesty also said..."

(End of this chapter)