Rise of the 1630s South America

Chapter 2505 Yamen ([-])

"Head, how is the situation?" In a village about two kilometers south of Seville, the deputy head of the First Mixed Regiment of the East Coast Army rushed in and asked.

Xiao Guang stood up from the chair, first waved his hand to the deputy head, walked around the room for a few steps, then smiled at the deputy head and the staff, "Notify all departments", he raised his sleeve, looked at his watch , his expression suddenly turned cold, and he said solemnly: "At 10 o'clock, launch a general attack on the enemy's positions in front of you."

According to the usual practice, firepower preparations must be carried out before launching a general attack, usually half an hour or even longer.But the 3000 people led by Xiao Guang were advancing lightly, leaving the artillery behind, so there was no way.Fortunately, the infantry equipped with rifled guns were not vegetarians. The soldiers had a high fighting spirit, so they fought as soon as they fought, and they were afraid of being a bird!

At ten o'clock sharp, the general attack started as scheduled.The enemies in front of them were about twice as many as the people from the east bank, and they set off from Seville city, intending to stop the people from the east bank—in fact, Xiao Guang was always puzzled, why didn't they stay in the city and fight in the streets?That way he might not dare to plunge in rashly.Are you joking or are you joking about going outside the city to fight the army on the east coast?Could it be that the nobles and wealthy businessmen in the city were afraid that the city would be destroyed, so they especially asked Spanish soldiers to go out of the city to fight?

Regardless of him, just treat him as a Spaniard with a brain!The battle started with the two companies of the 30rd Infantry Battalion leading the attack, and their battalion commander Anda Zhong was at the forefront.This person is the grandson of Anda Fifteen, who was active in the early days of the East Coast Army. He is in his thirties this year, with the rank of major. He graduated from the Infantry Department of the Dingyuan Army Non-commissioned Officer Academy. Appreciated by the principal Yang Liang, he claimed to be his student.

At this time, Anda Zhong was at the forefront.He was naked to the waist, waving his command saber frantically, and shouting loudly at the soldiers beside him to move forward.The 480 riflemen who served as the vanguard were well-trained. They formed a more dispersed formation, gathered in squads, and aimed and fired outside the range of the Spanish rifles and light artillery.

The Spaniard's counterattack was feeble.They only have seven or eight cannons that can hit the people on the east coast, and they are not accurate enough, so they can't do much damage to the sparsely formed east coast army.On the other hand, the riflemen of the East Coast Army, the qualities they have developed through years of rigorous training have enabled them to achieve good results. They methodically harvested the lives of Spanish soldiers. ruthless.

The Spaniard was obviously overwhelmed.Only about one-third of the 6000 people in front of them were professional soldiers, and the rest were novices recruited from the citizens.Although these recruits are not without training, they are indeed very weak.The weapons in their hands were transported from the north when the Granada Army arrived. They opened the boxes when they heard the news that the people from the east bank had landed on the Guadalquivir River and distributed them to various ministries. The recruits can only say that they can barely use them. , it’s purely overthinking—nonsense, it’s a musket, how accurate do you expect it to be?

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Victor Fedroia hid behind the bunker in panic, next to his commander, the son of a wealthy Seville businessman.His father teamed up with more than 20 big businessmen to repay the soldiers in the city for three months. At the same time, he recruited a large number of recruits and quickly reduced the size of the garrison after being raided by the Granada Legion to 2000. doubled in size.It was under such a background that Fedroja applied for the army. There was no way. When the war broke out, the original livelihood was ruined. If you want to avoid starving to death, joining the army and fighting is a clear way. Fedroja seized the opportunity, Became a rifleman in the reorganized Second Gentlemen of Seville.

Originally, Fedroja still had a little reverie about his professional military career.The musket in his hand gave him infinite courage and made him feel that he could hold his head high.In troubled times, doesn't a gun represent strength and dignity?But before he could show off in front of the girl he had thought of, the troops assembled urgently, and then left the city in a state of chaos. It was said that they were going to fight the people from the east bank, and they had already killed very close to Seville.

Fedroja didn't have a clear idea of ​​what the people on the east coast looked like and what their combat effectiveness was, and he didn't bother to inquire.Most of the brothers around him didn't know anything, and the officers wouldn't explain it to a lowly soldier like him.Anyway, it’s just a mess, what do you know so much about?Fedroia thought very openly. Anyway, there are three pesos a month—it is said that there were five pesos during the war, but I don’t know where the two went—the enemy came and fired a few shots to listen to it. The people on the east coast are going to fight in a place like Seville with great fanfare. There must not be many troops, and they must be panicked inside. It is not invincible.

Fedroa didn't know whether this statement was correct or not, but the officers said so, and even the priest comforted them so, so he chose to believe it.In his opinion, this battle to defend his hometown may not be very difficult.

That was Fedroia's perception until 15 minutes ago, but now everything has changed.The bullets of the people on the east bank hit the bunker with a "puff" sound. Due to the lack of war experience, the comrades around were shot one by one and fell to the ground, bleeding like a river.Many people were injured or did not die for a while, and they were also crying in pain behind the bunker. Fedroia was flustered when he heard it, and he felt a strong desire to urinate in his lower body, and he almost couldn't control it.

Vargas, the captain and commander standing beside Fedroia, is very young, only 20 years old this year.In fact his post was a "gift", a reward for his father, José Vargas, a Seville wool merchant, who contributed to the military pay.But to be honest, the young and handsome little Vargas is really not suitable for the battlefield. He has not received any military education. The shotgun is a serious rifled gun, and it is expensive to make-he has not done any psychological preparation for participating in the battle, so he is in a trap when he exchanges fire with the people on the east coast.

Just now a messenger ran over to pass on General Valero's order to him, but he was shot by the East Coast man, and blood spattered his face.At that time, he was so frightened that he jumped up and yelled. Fortunately, his personal servant was clever enough to throw him to the ground, thus avoiding the bad luck of being shot dead by the East Coast riflemen.

After some intimate contact with muddy water, Vargas became slightly sober.He carefully wiped off the stains on his body with a towel, then leaned against the wooden pillars of the bunker, curled up as much as possible, and muttered something with a pale face, probably begging for the Lord's forgiveness or something.He already knew the order of General Valero, which was not to retreat. He didn't have the courage to disobey the military order, but he didn't have the courage to stand up and exchange fire with the soldiers on the east bank, so he just hid there, motionless, like a Sculpture - if you ignore the occasional shaking of his body.

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The smoke from the shooting gradually enveloped the battlefield.The East Coast Army silently bayoneted their rifles, then suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the enemy.And when the smoke condensed into dark clouds rising and a glimmer of light appeared ahead, the Spaniards were shocked to find that a large number of explosives with burning fuses were thrown over their heads and faces.

"It's a hand-throwing bomb!" The Spaniard who knows the goods shouted heartbreakingly.The veterans fell down one after another upon hearing the words, or looked for places to hide. Only the recruits still stood on the spot in a daze, not knowing what happened.

"Boom! Boom!" The explosion of the bomb produced a huge shock wave and fragments. The recruits fell to the ground one after another like harvesting wheat. Even some unlucky veterans were affected by the bomb and fell into a pool of blood, moaning in pain.

"Kill!" Anda Zhong rushed to the front of the Spaniards with a tiger leap, chopped left and right to kill two Spanish artillerymen loaded with shotgun, and then rushed to the No.3 enemy.It was an immature young man, his face was blackened by gunpowder smoke. At this moment, when he saw Anda Zhong who was like a god descending, he felt his legs go weak for a while, unable to escape, and fell limply. However, this also allowed him to escape the killing blow of Andazhong's saber like a ghost.

"Bah!" Anda Zhong kicked the coward in dissatisfaction, and then rushed into another running position with a knife, cutting down the Spanish artillery who was firing shells.More than a dozen soldiers rushed in behind him and defeated a group of Spanish veterans who came to support them with bayonets.

And behind them, two battalions of infantry on the east bank had rushed over.Lieutenant Colonel Xiao Guang didn't leave any behind, and put almost all his troops into the battle, leaving only regiment guard platoons, military bands, camp cadets, staff officers and other more than a hundred people, which can be described as stud!The performance of the East Coast Army was also worthy of the regiment's gamble. They first used precise long-range shooting to beat the Spaniards so that they couldn't lift their heads, and then brazenly changed to bayonets, and came to a hand-to-hand charge to meet the Spaniards hand-to-hand.

Hand-to-hand assault works perfectly!If the Spaniards were able to barely maintain their collapse when the two sides shot each other at long distances before, their morale fell to the bottom inexplicably after the hand-to-hand combat that tested courage.First, people in twos and threes began to flee, and then expanded to the entire battlefield. More than [-] Spanish soldiers came to a collapse that led to the stunned head of Xiao Dawei - he had only heard that the Spanish army was not what it used to be, and it was pure white. He really didn't expect these people to be so weak.

Major Andazhong was probably the most aggressive on the entire battlefield.At this time, there were two wounds on his oily and cool upper body—the marks left on him by a Spanish officer using a rapier—the wounds were hastily bandaged, and blood was still oozing out, but Anda The major didn't care, still chasing and killing the Spaniard yelling.And the soldiers were also encouraged by him, their morale was overwhelming, holding bright bayonets, driving away the Spanish rout like ducks.

"It's truly undeserved courage!" Lieutenant Colonel Xiao Guang watched Major Andazhong's wonderful performance with approval, and then said to the deputy commander and staff officers around him: "The overall situation is settled, let the cavalry attack!"

(End of this chapter)