Wild North America 1846

Chapter 348 Long Night

this long night

The Devon hills have been fighting continuously since nightfall. Under the onslaught of the U.S. military regardless of casualties, at about 3:00 in the morning, the position consisting of 7 hills on the left wing finally fell and was occupied by U.S. soldiers rushing up.

The 401nd and 2300rd regiments of the [-]st Division that had retreated lost half of their strength, and there were only [-] people left. They came to Colonel Tian Zhen, the commander of the division, with a gun in their hands full of frustration, and said;
"My lord, I really can't blame the negligence of the brothers on the front line. The light on the battlefield is too dark. When I found that those niggers touched it, they were already at close range. If there are 13 rings in the hands of the brothers, keep them as many as possible." Get rid of the dogs that don't have ghosts or ghosts."

"According to what you said, how about assigning the thirteen rings to your regiment after that?" Colonel Tian Zhen, the division commander, glared at them angrily, then turned his head and told Lieutenant Wu Erbao, the artillery liaison officer; "Report to the military headquarters immediately. , and contacted the field artillery fire of the neighboring divisions, and carried out rapid artillery fire on areas 12, 13, and 14 for 10 minutes. After 10 minutes, the artillery fire extended to cover our troops to counterattack and resolutely regain the position."

"As ordered, sir."

Lieutenant Wu Erbao gave a quick military salute, then ran out of the division headquarters with a hunched waist, trot along the path behind the hill, and arrived at the third army headquarters after more than 10 minutes, reporting the division commander's request for artillery fire.

by this time

Only then did he feel that he was sweating. The woolen coat he was wearing was very good at keeping warm. If it wasn't for the extreme cold at midnight, it would be beautiful to sleep curled up behind his chest.

It's a pity that the military order is like a mountain, and no one can sleep tonight.

Once the war started, there was no time. In order to carry out combat missions, sometimes we had to fight continuously for two or three days, and when we were extremely sleepy, we would squat in the trenches for a while.

It is estimated that after a day of fighting, they were very tired. The soldiers of the second and third regiments were a little slack, and they were caught off guard by the nigger troops and lost their positions.

It's funny for Wu Erbao to think about it;

Before he came to North America, he never thought that there were black people like charcoal gray in the world, as well as red-haired and yellow-haired strange ghosts. It was really an eye-opener.

Compared with these chattering ghosts, Wu Erbao's heart is full of pride as a citizen of the Heavenly Kingdom with the blood of the Han and Tang Dynasties, and he has a sense of superiority that has nowhere to rest.

at the same time
Like many of his colleagues in the army, he is a loyal and fanatical believer of His Majesty. He joined the secret society "Iron Blood Society" in the army and became an active member in it.

The "Iron Blood Society" is one of the secret societies in the army. It fanatically worships His Majesty the King as the only god in the world. It is especially popular among young military officers and many retired veterans. Many of the "Iron Blood Society"'s backbone and bigwigs are well-known among the people. The gentry are very powerful in the local area.

Breathing the cold air at midnight, Wu Erbao followed a scent to the kitchen behind the military headquarters. It was covered by a straw shed, and under the dim kerosene lamp, there were more than a dozen large pots in a row. human appetite.

Lieutenant Wu Erbao immediately leaned forward to say hello with a shy face; "Hey, guys, what delicious food is this steaming hot?"

"Oh, it's sir, please sit here." A sergeant who was busy at the door of the thatched shed immediately stood up and replied warmly; "There is an order from the top, this soup pot will not be turned off for 24 hours. Do you want to send broth to the artillery battery?"

"What broth?"

"Sir, there is everything in the soup. There is pork, donkey meat, donkey offal, horse meat and so on. Anyway, if the logistics send any sick and exhausted animals, we will make soup. I will serve you a big bowl of hot soup." How is it?"

"Hey...thanks then, buddy."

Wu Erbao took a large bowl full of broth and two pieces of steaming noodle cakes, and sat at the door of the thatched shed to enjoy them, sweating profusely within a few minutes, and feeling warm in his stomach elated.

Just when he ate most of the big bowl of broth, he heard the sound of "rumbling" artillery shells erupting from the middle of the Dale Hill position, and the hot shells interweaved bright fire nets in the night sky, hitting the head and face towards 12 , Areas 13 and 14 smashed hard.

That hilly position was the lost position of the 401nd and [-]rd regiments of the [-]st Division. Now it has been bombarded by artillery fire. The bright light of the explosion in the night sky is full of gunpowder smoke, and the enemies crying for their fathers and mothers can be seen running away in the distance.

Most of the artillery fire of the Third Army was concentrated on the higher artillery position in the middle of the Dale Hills. From here, the condescending bombardment was not only accurate, but also ruthless.

Lieutenant Wu Erbao was originally an artillery officer, and personally participated in the division of the surrounding areas of the Dale position. He knew the distance, elevation, coverage area and other parameters of each area well, and he was well aware of the power of the Colt field artillery.

In this 10-minute round of "rapid fire", more than 170 artillery pieces from all over the army participated in the covering bombardment. According to the "rapid fire" speed of 6 rounds per minute, each artillery had to fire 60 shells, which amounted to tens of thousands of shells. .

So many shells are enough to comb back and forth three times in areas 12, 13 and 14, and blow up all these niggers to limbs and arms, like a bloody slaughterhouse.

The second regiment and the third regiment, plus the troops assigned to the division headquarters, can easily regain lost ground by adopting the tactics of "infantry and artillery coordination".

The "infantry and artillery coordination" tactic has been used more and more, and almost all the officers and soldiers of the Northern Legion are familiar with it, including those officers and soldiers of the white servant division.

The Yankees are greedy, but they can't learn it because they don't have the advanced Colt artillery. The old-fashioned artillery equipped by the U.S. military doesn't have the killing effect of coverage bombing.

After drinking the broth, Lieutenant Wu Erbao trotted all the way back to the headquarters of the 401st Division. He heard the laughter of the division commander, Colonel Tian Zhen, from a distance.

The division headquarters strengthened more than 1700 people from the supplementary corps to the second and third regiments, and strictly ordered them to stick to their positions and not slack off, otherwise military law would be followed.

Just such a delay back and forth, it was already past 4 o'clock in the morning.

The U.S. military suffered heavy losses, and the attack was temporarily stopped. It seems that they also knew that they had fought hard all night, and finally they were lonely.

Then it's better to save some energy and wait until dawn before attacking with all your strength!
Nowadays, the dark field of vision on the battlefield is extremely poor, and the U.S. artillery has not surveyed and mapped the battlefield in advance. Even if they want to provide fire support, they are shooting blindly, which is a waste of shells.

At this moment

Lieutenant Wu Erbao heard someone exclaim in a low voice; "The water in my old Tianhe River is dry, what's going on?"

"Really?" Lieutenant Wu Erbao didn't know the military deployment of the corps, and hurriedly followed several officers to the small river to check.

as expected
The originally quietly flowing river completely dried up, exposing the dark river bottom, only the small puddles where the stars remained reflected the moonlight, and the dots of stars were quite beautiful.

This shit... is it really a hell?
A few young officers were startled when they saw it, and their first reaction was to report to the officer, but they were reprimanded and asked the officers not to make a fuss about it, to shut up when they saw it, and to prohibit the army from messing around Guess, Shangfeng has his own arrangements.

Well, you have your own arrangements... as if who doesn't know, isn't it just going to blackmail the American ghost?

The young officers had guesses in their hearts, and they exchanged breaths with winks. They didn't feel the heavy pressure of being surrounded by the enemy's heavy troops, but they were full of confidence.

This is the arrogance of an ever-victorious army. Even in adversity, it cannot be broken or smashed. It is as resilient as brown sugar, and its fighting will is as hard as steel.

The 401st Division is a second-class division recruited from Xin'an, Paradise Island. All the officers and soldiers of the division are well-trained soldiers. They have participated in the war for more than a year. It's a veteran.

More than 4.6 people from the entire Third Army were used as bait, and they were besieged by the U.S. military on all sides for a day and a night.

Doing the math, the entire army lost almost 2.2 people, the 506th Division accounted for half, and the other three Chinese divisions accounted for the other half of the casualties.

Lieutenant Wu Erbao's 401st Division had more than 4000 casualties. After the war, the personnel must be greatly adjusted and a long period of rest and replenishment must be carried out.

The 506th Division (White Servant Division) belonging to the Fourth Army suffered the most casualties. During the daytime battles, it performed several tail-docking tasks, which resulted in the entire regiment being annihilated by the U.S. Army, with a total of more than 7130 casualties.

after dark
The right position held by the 506th Division was continuously attacked by the US military. The overall casualties exceeded 1.1, and they had to withdraw to rest. The position was taken over by the ace fire division (205th division).

Logically speaking
The 506 Division has only 1.1 members, but after 1.1 casualties, there are still more than 4000 withdrawn, plus more than 4300 wounded, it seems that the loss is not large.

Lieutenant Wu Erbao and most of the officers of the Third Army knew that it was a trick played by the white servants. They stuffed four to five thousand white farmers in the supply regiment.

In dangerous battles, it will be used as cannon fodder, and it will be consumed on the first-line battlefield.

The 506th Division is like this. The 501st Division of the First Army, the 502nd Division of the Second Army, and the 503rd Division of the Third Army all do this. Anyway, Shangfeng turned a blind eye.

This battle is over

The 506th Division (White Servant Division) can be said to be battered. There are only more than 4000 veterans left in the division.

But this is not a big problem, because after this battle, there will be a large number of white captives. Isn't that the selection with eyes closed?

As for white cannon fodder casualties, who cares?
Calculated in this way, the Fourth Army still has 2.7 troops left, instead of the 2.3 calculated earlier. The 506th Division buried all the meat under the bowl, and the casualties reported in the end would not be so large.

After making meritorious service, all the Chinese chiefs of the 506th Division will be promoted to rank, and they may be transferred to the first-class division or the second-class division as the chief officer. Wouldn't everyone be happy?
The use of cannon fodder by the army of the Tang Kingdom has a tradition. During the Tang-US war more than 10 years ago, His Majesty once... ahem, I can't say it anymore.

(End of this chapter)