New Shun 1730

The British army's attack on the two circular fortifications that were horns of each other was quite unsuccessful.

The division of trenches and horse resistance prevented them from exercising their discipline.

The configuration of this ring-shaped fortification seems simple, but it is also arranged according to scientific calculations and understands the core of the cross firepower of the bastion.

Of course Dashun cannot build a bastion in Gibraltar.

But what really makes the bastion disgusting for attackers is crossfire, battery artillery, slope attacks, etc.

However, the British artillery in Gibraltar was obviously no match for Dashun and France.

Therefore, Dashun's defense system built based on the bastion idea does not have to cover the ground with thick soil to prevent artillery.

For infantry assaults, the configuration of these two ring fortifications and those trench fire boundaries is a "complete" bastion in a convex-corner attack battle.

If the British army is the attacking side and has an absolute advantage in heavy artillery, of course the weaknesses of such fortifications will be suddenly magnified: this does not even take into account the bombardment of the enemy's heavy artillery advantage that is more than three times greater.

But, the reality is they don't.

They were not regular trench grenadiers, but disciplined line soldiers strengthened for plain field warfare after the military reform. It would be strange if the attack on such a fortress went extremely smoothly.

At this time, on both wings of Dashun's second line of defense, the assault companies of combat engineers had already assembled.

However, they were not in a hurry to launch an attack, but were waiting for orders from above.

Zhao Lisheng, who had participated in the storming of Fort George and the sneak attack on Fort William, was holding his short-barreled navy rifle and groaning with his mouth open, suffering from toothache.

His company mates were joking about him and didn't really care about the battle ahead.

They don't even care about the counterattack they are about to launch.

Ergou took out a thin silk thread from his arms, handed it to Zhao Lisheng's hand, and said with a smile: "I told you a long time ago, when you start to feel pain, you should say hello to the artillery people. Those artillerymen have a way to cure toothache."

Zhao Lisheng covered his swollen face, opened his mouth helplessly, and asked someone to help tie the thread to his painful molar.

The artilleryman next to him happily took the other end of the line and tied it very skillfully to the shackle on the back of the cannon when it was cast, making Zhao Lisheng tighten the line.

With the thread in his mouth, Zhao Lisheng couldn't speak clearly, but he still cursed with the last bit of stubbornness: "If I hadn't been in so much fucking pain, I would never have used your method!"

The comrades in the same team next to him were all laughing. Life in the military camp was very barbaric at this time.

When shaving your head, you don't need a razor. Instead, it's called the "pig hair removal method", where you point your hair directly and wipe it with a wet towel.

It is said that artillerymen are good at extracting teeth. This is because the artillerymen have pack horses. They usually do not use such a scary method of tying cannonballs to extract teeth. Instead, they tie the string to the artillery cart and give the horse a hard kick on the butt, and the tooth falls out. .

These are two typical examples of the barbaric life in the military camp at this time.

Pig hair is shed because of lice on the head.

And tooth extraction can be regarded as a characteristic of Dashun, the elite troops of Nanyang and Ceylon.

There are two types of people in Dashun's army, both of whom have bad teeth.

One is the navy, especially the elite navy, which basically has no teeth.

Even if Dashun knew that lemons could prevent scurvy, before the advent of the lunar elongation method, longitude measurements could not be made, and deviations from the course on the sea were common.

The characteristics of scurvy are bleeding teeth, loose teeth, and then tooth loss.

Therefore, the navy of Dashun hates three things to the core: dried meat, dried biscuits, and weevils.

Weevils taste too bitter to be eaten. As for jerky and dry biscuits, as the staple food of the navy, for those navy who are often missing teeth, eating it once requires great courage, and it must be accompanied by the eighteen generations of ancestors who work in the logistics department.

The other type is the elite standing army in Nanyang, especially the expeditionary standing army that has a scheduled service life of fifteen years and is granted land after retirement.

Their teeth have nothing to do with scurvy.

It is related to the food in the Ceylon region of Nanyang.

sugar.

These elite standing corps in Nanyang are tools for truly self-interested officers to achieve meritorious service and gain titles, and there is very little deprivation of military pay. Like Du Feng, he is a standard egoist, but he can obviously win the title of a prince and make money after the title. Why should he drink the blood of the soldiers and face harsh punishments?

There is less drinking of soldiers' blood, and the soldiers' caloric supply is still good.

Sugar, as a specialty of Nanyang, is distributed to soldiers every day. There is sugar in drinking tea, sugar in wine, and sugar in chewing sugar cane.

Therefore, the teeth of Nanyang's elite troops are basically black because they eat too much sugar.

Toothache is a very normal thing, so there are all kinds of weird and even barbaric methods of tooth extraction.

Generally speaking, with this method of tooth extraction, two or three out of a thousand people will die, but no one cares.

Especially when it hurts, I really want to block it with the barrel of a gun and stop it from coming down.

While they were making a fuss here, the officers of the battalion rushed over and asked, "What are you making a fuss about here?"

"Sir, we are extracting teeth."

The officer was in a good mood. He looked at Zhao Lisheng, who had his mouth open and drool dripping from the corner of his mouth. He nodded and said, "Quickly pull out, we will attack soon."

He didn't take this barbarism seriously at all. He said a few words casually and then walked through the garrison pit with the guards.

The artilleryman who helped Zhao Lisheng pull out the tooth also completed the loading at this time. After igniting the gunpowder, there was a bang and the recoil caused the artillery to move a certain distance backward.

Although the teeth are very strong, the recoil force of the cannon is still much worse than that of the cannon that killed people if they were not careful during the exercise.

The moment the tooth flew away, Zhao Lisheng couldn't help but let out an ouch. Not only was his molar pulled out, but even the corner of his mouth was drawn with a bloody line.

Ergou handed over a small trophy flask that he had kept privately, which contained strong liquor. Zhao Lisheng took the flask, took a swig, and gargled it in his mouth. However, he was reluctant to spit the wine out, but kept it with his molar teeth. Swallowed the blood together.

His expression was distorted by the alcohol. After subconsciously licking his missing molar with his tongue, he always felt strange and wanted to use his tongue to test the vacant hole.

The rest of the company was also very enthusiastic and gave out all kinds of weird medicines... at least they thought they were effective.

Some suggested that he look for cigarettes and chew tobacco leaves.

Someone quietly gave him a finger-sized piece of opium paste seized in Bangladesh.

There was a lack of medicine at this time, including basic antibiotics, and opium cream was privately considered a panacea. Just like the Western divine medicine Diyeka used by the nobles who founded Dashun.

Soldiers would also suffer from toothaches, severe stomachaches, etc. in private. Of course this thing can't cure disease, but it can relieve pain. Sometimes you will die, and sometimes you may stop the pain and get over it.

Of course, it's clearly prohibited.

Zhao Lisheng took the small piece and bit it on his molar. It seemed that the pain was really gone.

"Let me tell you, killing people is most useful when you have a toothache. The last time I had a toothache, when I stabbed someone, I was very strong. After I stabbed one to death, the bayonet was stuck in the mud..."

The company's partners also gave some "mental therapy", Zhao Lisheng thought, this seems to make sense.

When he had a toothache just now, if there was someone he could kill standing in front of him, he felt that he could really pierce the barrel of his gun into the opponent's stomach.

The people in the company were fooling around for a while, and finally waited for the company commander's whistle.

These mentally ill soldiers, like sophisticated machines, quickly rallied after the whistle blew.

At this time, the sky was already slightly brighter, but it was still dim due to the smoke surrounding it.

"Fix the bayonet."

The company commander's order was brief. Zhao Lisheng, who was slightly drunk from that big sip of wine, still acted with instinctive coordination as if he was eating without biting his tongue. He pulled out the bayonet and stuck it in the muzzle of the gun.

Then he subconsciously touched the leather bag on his waist.

Hanging on the right is a cowhide bullet bag, which contains 40 paper-wrapped lead bullets, two special nail wedges that may be used to block cannons, and two spare flints.

Behind his waist were three grenades, and a short-handled shovel was slung across his back.

This subconscious action has been developed for many years. Although the officers will still ask each other to check again, most of the time they will check before the officer gives the order.

At this time, the artillerymen, who seemed half-dead just now, also received the order and started a round of rapid fire.

The artillerymen who originally went to get the gunpowder packs from behind were walking, but now they were running.

There were constant roars in the ears, and some flying monkeys were also launched, landing in the direction of Gibraltar, and ignited some fire.

After the bombardment, the company commander put on his easily identifiable Spring and Autumn style leather hat with pheasant tail feathers and gave the order for the entire company to follow him in the attack.

The combat engineers followed the trenches they were very familiar with and soon appeared near the first trench. After easily dispersing the few British troops there, they did not outflank the center. Instead, under the leadership of the company commander, Down, along the direction of the beach, they launched an attack towards the camp behind the British army.

Zhao Lisheng didn't know where his company was going. He just followed the order and looked at the tall pheasant tail feathers in front of him.

The battlefield is grand, but for individual soldiers, they can neither see the entire battlefield nor need to know the entire battlefield.

After marching forward for a certain distance, the sound of the whistle was mixed with the officer's order. The soldiers of the company quickly followed the whistle's order, stopped and formed a horizontal line.

The follow-up troops also followed, following their company columns, with a company on their right in a company column formation, and three company columns on the left near the coast, which was a standard battalion size. The column broke through the formation hypotenuse.

The gunfire from behind became more violent. It seemed that the counterattack in the trench had begun, but this had nothing to do with them.

The heavy artillery behind also started roaring, shelling the British camp in the distance. Their mission was to take advantage of the chaos of the British attack to break through the British camp along the coast.

The waves were roaring, and the early morning of November was undoubtedly a bit cold. Fortunately, for this expedition, the people from the General Staff issued woolen military uniforms to them before departure.

Maybe it was because of excitement, or maybe it was the cigarette cream stuffed in his molars that had an effect, but Zhao Lisheng no longer felt the toothache.

He just kept muttering in a low voice, which is said to be the "Especially Effective Mantra for Avoiding Guns and Guns" specially written by the eminent monk of Longhu Mountain, the Reverend Master.

"The Jade Emperor, Amitabha, the disciple's soul, the five internal organs. Azure Dragon and White Tiger, the troops are in disorder. Vermillion Bird and Black Tortoise, the guards' figures..."

"Taishang Laojun is in front, the God of Fire is behind, and the King of Light is watching over: the disciple has been in the mortal world for a long time, and the golden light protects the door from tilting. The cannon is like a furnace, and the lead is like the wind that does not touch the body..."