1850 American Gold Tycoon.

Chapter 699 For Virginia!

Before the attack, Pope took advantage of the Union Army's heavy firepower and concentrated his 12-pound artillery to bombard the Confederate Army's central position, venting his anger.

Pope stopped firing only when the barrels of all the 12-pound Napoleon guns became red hot and smoking, and there was a risk of explosion if he continued firing.

Jackson was well prepared for the Union Army's artillery bombardment. When the Union Army bombarded Iraq, the Confederate Army in the center position retreated into the bunkers dug in advance. The Union Army's artillery bombardment looked intimidating, but in fact it was just a lot of noise but little action, and the casualties caused to the Confederate Army in the center position were very limited.

Jackson, who was stationed behind the center position with two reserve regiments, thought Pope was very stupid.

If he were Pope, he would not use the precious artillery shells to bombard the Confederate army's strong positions. He would rather use these shells to clear the obstacles in front of the positions and clear the way for the subsequent infantry attack to reduce casualties during the attack.

The combat style of the Northern Union Army generals was indeed too conservative.

This time, Pope's offense finally worked.

The Confederate Army's central position was already weaker than its two wings, and the Union Army this time deployed more offensive forces than the first time, and Pope himself was in charge of the battle.

This time the Northern Army's attack was much more fierce and relatively smoother than the first time, after nearly an hour of high-intensity rounds of attacks.

After suffering heavy casualties, the Union soldiers stepped on the corpses of their comrades in front of them, crossed the trap trenches, cut the barbed wire, and rushed towards the Confederate positions in the middle like a tide breaking through a dam.

The morale of the Northern Army who rushed to the position was high. They were already blood-thirsty, howling with excitement, and using bayonets to stab a gap in the Confederate Army's central position.

After all, the Confederate Army in the center position was outnumbered and was gradually divided and surrounded by the larger and more powerful Union Army. The Confederate position fell into the most critical moment!

It is true that the people in the south are more valiant than those in the north, and the social atmosphere in the south is more advocating for bravery. Many southern families have served in the army for generations and have accumulated more military experience, such as close combat skills. In particular, these first batch of southern soldiers who went to the front line were the best source of soldiers in the south.

But this is just the courage of a common man. If the Confederate soldiers and the Union soldiers were to fight a one-on-one bayonet duel, the Confederate soldiers would most likely win.

But asking them to fight with two, three or even more Union soldiers with bayonets at the same time was too much to ask.

Just when the Confederate Army in the center position was about to collapse, even its military flag was cut to the ground by the Union Army.

Jackson appeared like a god descending from the sky, leading the 1st and 4th Virginia Infantry Regiments as reserve troops, and a cavalry detachment to the precarious center position.

Jackson, dressed in a gray general's uniform, rode his beloved warhorse "Little Soler". He swung his saber and stabbed to death two Union soldiers who insulted the Confederate flag. Then he picked up the flag and waved it himself as a rider.

"Brave sons and daughters of Virginia, behind us is our American homeland Virginia! For Virginia! For our brothers, sisters, parents and freedom! We will never retreat!"

Jackson's tall and resolute figure was like a rock on the battlefield, and the Confederate soldiers of the Virginia Army were all inspired by the general's bravery and fearless heroism.

At this moment, the general who came from the same hometown as them became the greatest hero in the hearts of all Virginia Legion soldiers.

At this moment, there was no longer a distinction between generals and soldiers on the battlefield. Everyone had only one common identity: Virginians!

"For Virginia!"

"For our home!"

"for freedom!"

Virginia planters, lawyers, small farmers, doctors, grooms, boatmen, artisans, and shop owners, dressed in all kinds of clothes, responded to Jackson with the most surging emotions.

For Virginia! For liberty!

All the Virginians on the battlefield held on to their last breath with strong faith, and fought a final blow against the enemy who had set foot on their hometown land. The Virginians who turned and fled were inspired to return to the battlefield, the wounded Virginians struggled to get up from the mud and blood, and the Virginians who had lost their weapons picked them up again.

All Virginians shared the same hatred for the enemy. They gathered together again and united like a clenched iron fist, smashing the Yankees hard!

Pope, who was still thinking about how to write a victory report the moment before, all his joy disappeared when he saw the Northern Army being driven off the battlefield by a group of crazy Virginians. The expression on his face was frozen like a sculpture in a church.

Pope looked at the scene in disbelief. He could hardly believe his eyes.

Five thousand Union troops were driven off their positions like ducks by less than a thousand Confederate troops!

An anxious Pope ordered the supervision team to drive back all the withdrawn troops!

However, all this was in vain. The withdrawing Northern soldiers felt that these supervision teams were so kind and easy to deal with compared to the Virginians on the battlefield.

The defeated Northern Army soldiers would rather face their own supervision team than face the enemy in the rear.

We can't beat those lunatics in Virginia, but can we beat you guys who are supervising the war?

Soon, the Northern Army's supervisory team was also swept back by the flow of fleeing soldiers.

Pope closed his eyes in pain, he lost again. If there was any difference from the first time, this time he lost more completely and more miserably.

After this battle, although he did not become a hero of the Northern Confederation as he wished, his "glorious record" will soon spread throughout North America and become a laughing stock in the North American military.

Jackson was 0 away from his soldiers when they needed him most.

When his soldiers needed him most, Pope was 2.8 miles away from them.

Maybe this is the difference between him and Jackson, maybe this is one of the reasons for his failure.

In this attack, Pope lost another 2900 men.

The two offensives organized by Pope's Corps resulted in a total loss of more than 4500 people, and these casualties occurred within one day.

Pope created a new record in American military history, a very ignominious record.

"Kids, you are all great!"

In the devastated and hellish Confederate center position, Jackson, with tears in his eyes, took off his hat and saluted his soldiers and the heroes of Virginia.

The Virginia Army created a miracle, repelling 2000 enemy troops with less than 7000 men!

Jackson didn't know yet that the number of Northern troops he had killed in the two battles today was already close to the total number of the Virginia Army.

Of course, the Virginia Army also paid a heavy price.

Especially in the battle of the center position, including the reserve troops, Jackson deployed a total of 1900 troops in the center position.

Of the 1900 people who participated in the battle in the central position, only 1100 survived, with a death rate of 42%.

Jackson could not think of another word to describe the feat of defeating an enemy force 3.7 times their own in number despite such a high casualty rate, except miracle.

"Long live General Jackson! Long live Virginia! Long live the Confederacy!"

The soldiers of the Virginia Regiment saluted Jackson in return, paying their highest respects to their general.

(End of this chapter)