Qianlong: Qing Dynasty?What about my Daqing?

Chapter 332
"Success!"

Yang Yuchun was overjoyed.

The pontoon bridge was erected.

It is at most a matter of time before this small city is taken down.

As long as the passage to and from the Ganges can be ensured, it will only be a matter of time before the entire Ganges basin is established.

Make such a big contribution.

The emperor will definitely call himself back to the central capital, when the time comes.
Maybe he can be named a father-in-law or something.

Thinking of this, Yang Yuchun's heart became hot.

The [-] lobster soldiers in front of them will definitely eat them.

After this battle is won, they can even sweep northward to build a navy capable of fighting in the Ganges River Basin as soon as possible. By the way, the emperor's order has come, and I don't know what kind of warships the Indian Ocean Fleet will send. fight.

Just when Yang Yunchun was thinking.

A battalion of the first wave rushed across the moat.

Running towards the city wall.

The next step is to complete the blasting of the front of the city wall under the cover of artillery fire!

As such.

The city will fall into the hands of the Ming army.

Yang Yuchun really didn't understand, why did these Britons come here to die?

At this moment, the large-caliber mortars arranged by the British in the city threw a large number of explosive shells filled with more than ten catties of black powder to the front of the city wall.

Boom boom boom! !

A loud voice rang out.

The soldiers of the Ming army who rushed to the front were soon bloody and bloody under such bombardment, and suffered heavy casualties!

Yang Yuchun couldn't help sighing.

"Forget it, the spirit has been lost. After all, what the British are holding on to is a city with a certain bastion structure. It was normal for a month or so. Let's take it down and sort it out first. Send two companies to guard the pontoon bridge, and then prepare with firepower. Then attack again."

Luo Dingshan also nodded: "Don't be in a hurry, save the lives of the soldiers."

Yang Yuchun sighed, and wanted to put down the binoculars in his hands. It is not easy to fight fortified battles. Calcutta is a big city, and it is also a ring of bastions. It is a permanent defense system built by the British in the past two years. Laying down such a group of bastions is really... I am afraid that it will take human lives to fill them up.

Just when the bugle for retreat was about to sound.

Qian Daji, the supervisor of the battle on the front line, is still fighting for the final battle. He has a pistol in his left hand and a saber in his right hand. The Zhejiang accent resounds throughout the front line: "Da Ming is victorious! There is no retreat! I will come from thousands of miles away. How can it be blocked by Tucheng!"

"Da Ming wins! There is no retreat!"

Qian Daji shouted, taking the lead, and the surrounding soldiers were immediately inspired, jumping up from the trenches and rushing forward along the erected pontoon bridge.

More ladders climbed the walls.

More officers rushed up the ladder first, followed by the soldiers.

Those warriors who couldn't get on the ladder picked up the shells that were about to explode and threw them towards the moat!
In the rear, everyone was dumbfounded and held up their binoculars to watch all this.

The second attacking team of the Ming army also covered their heads.Braving the continuous shells, he rushed to the pontoon bridge.

For the staff officers who sit in the clean and tidy general staff office to make plans, or for the generals who control the lives and deaths of thousands of people.

Reckless, impulsive, and reckless are the worst qualities.

But for the middle and lower ranks of the soldiers fighting on the front line, this kind of fearless and indomitable spirit is the most precious combat power!

Troops with such soldiers and officers are the best of the best.

In the eyes of everyone full of anticipation, the warriors of the Ming army have already climbed up the wall!
The first person to climb up was Brigadier Qian Daji. He was not tall, and he was a typical small man in the south.

But when he rushed to the top of the wall, those big lobster soldiers might have been frightened, and no one rushed up to fight him.

Just at this moment of opportunity, more Ming troops had already climbed up the city wall, some of them holding pistols.

Some people held grenades, others waved gleaming katana swords, and the first to come up were all officers without exception!

"Kill!"

"Onboard!"

"Ula..."

After a brief silence, the shouts of killing rang out, and a brutal hand-to-hand fight unfolded on the city wall!
The hand-to-hand combat between the two sides was quite fierce.

The bayonet saw red.

Blood flowed.

Arthur Wellesley didn't think his soldiers would be so vulnerable. .

Or.

Prior to this, the small-scale conflicts between the two sides could not verify the combat effectiveness in large-scale operations.

And now it seems.
This is the coalition army of the Indian vassals of the Ming Empire.

The fighting power is terrible! !

Especially the weapons they use.

"General, what are we going to do now?"

A military officer asked anxiously.

"Withdraw! Let's retreat!"

"Withdraw? Then"

"The city is not important, the important thing is the people!"

Arthur said.

The officer was slightly taken aback.

Arthur seemed to know what he was thinking, and said: "Our battle is not worthless, even if we lose, it is very, very valuable!"

"Because... we saw what our opponent looked like!!"

"There is a saying in their Chinese military book, what is it called?" Arthur tried to think about it, and then said: "Oh, yes, it says that as long as you know yourself and your opponent well enough, you can be invincible! "

"It's 'know yourself and know your enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without imperil,' General," said the officer.

Arthur glanced at the officer unexpectedly. ,

"General, Chinese classics have been very popular in Europe these past few years. They are, after all, the largest empire in the world!" The officer who was only transferred from London this year said with a slight smile.

Arthur Wellesley nodded.

He also heard.

In Europe, there is now a "China mania".

Everything in China seems to be advanced.

Their complicated square characters even made Europeans feel inferior.

Because China was a closed empire a few years ago.

In just a few years, it has become a country with leading technological strength in Europe, and that's it in just a few years. Give them another 30, 50 years?
Maybe
They will completely rule the world.

It's just like.
They once ruled the eastern world, like 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'll come back victorious!!"

"My lord, the Britons have withdrawn!"

Sun Shiyi's face changed slightly when he got the news.

He looked at his adviser Pan Shi'en: "What do these Britons mean? They traveled two to three thousand miles from Calcutta, just to die and go back with 2000 people in despair?"

Pan Shien shook his head and said, "Maybe they think they can defend that city."

"Then they now understand that to fight against Da Ming is to prepare for complete annihilation!"

Sun Shiyi said with a cold snort.

(End of this chapter)