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Chapter 301 French Santo Domingo (1)

The innocence of the tropical region changes as soon as possible. The sun was scorching just now, but in a blink of an eye, the sun was covered with haze, but this did not affect the fierce battle between thousands of soldiers on the east side of the coast outside the Corner of France.

Captain Lan Fei, who was commanding the attack, stood on a small wooden roof where fishermen rested on the beach, holding a telescope to observe the situation ahead. The artillery on the east coast had opened fire, and eight black steel pipes in the first company of the independent field artillery pointed to a small earthblock with only about 200 square meters on the top of a certain place in front. A group of Frenchmen in uniforms had occupied the place panting, as if they wanted to rely on the terrain to attack the army on the east coast from a high position.

Their idea is not incorrect, because when the East Coast people bypassed the tight fortress, they chose to land from the side and back. This small landfill that was originally ordinary and without anyone's attention became a must-fight for both sides. Just now, more than a hundred vanguards of the Fengguo Army planned to take advantage of the French's foothold and not firmly seize the key node of this position, but unfortunately failed. Now there is no way, so they can only attack, unless the East Coast people give up this probe position and a large amount of supplies that have already been transported ashore.

One explosion after another sounded one after another, which was the bomb fired by the artillery brothers. Although the reliability of this kind of shell is extremely low, it is still the first choice for the tough battle in many occasions. Because of the shell shells, broken iron sheets, and nails that fly in all directions can cause considerable damage to the enemy. Although the explosion rate is only 50%, who makes us more money? Just smash it hard! I don’t believe that the French can hold on to a few hundred shells! What? The artillery is precious and has limited lifespan? Please, that’s your old continent. On our east coast, there are many smoothbore cannons produced by hydraulic presses in batches. You didn’t see what was being unloaded with pulley bolts on the deck of the transport ship? It’s the cannon! So smash it hard, don’t worry about the lifespan of the ammunition and cannons!

"I hope to see that small landblock turns into a French grave within an hour." Lan Fei put down his telescope and said to the staff around him. The battle was nothing good. The French army stationed on the small landblock had more than 200 people, very dense, and came in a hurry. Before the time to dig out some bunkers, fortifications, etc., this would have been very difficult under the continuous bombardment of eight artillery pieces. It would be a matter of time before retreating or being wiped out. The only suspense was probably how long it would take for the East Coast people to overcome this first obstacle.

"Pujiezi!" After spitting at the French on the opposite landbag with contempt, the artillery company commander continued to hover behind each artillery position with a command knife, discussing with the artillery commander each ballistic landing point and how to make a rest so as to hit the enemy more accurately. Artillery has always been a technical branch. Officers and non-commissioned officers (usually gunners) must be familiar with certain mathematical knowledge, trigonometric functions, parabolas, etc. are simply a must-do subject, otherwise why can you hit the enemy? You know, now is the era of smoothbore guns, and they are still hitting the star bombs, and the ballistics are very unstable. If you are not good at learning skills, then it is not all due to fate?

The Independent Field Artillery Company has been continuously bombarding for more than half an hour and sent more than 100 shells to the front, most of which fell on small earthblocks, showing the exquisite shooting skills of the East Coast artillery. Of course, this is also related to the target. Of the more than 100 shells, about 70 shells successfully exploded and gave the French a certain amount of damage. However, the effect of this killing remains to be seen and tested.

The dull explosion gradually became thinner, and the smoke formed after the explosion of the black gunpowder slowly left the ground inch by inch, and then was blown away by the sea breeze, revealing the surface of the small earthblocks bombed by shells. There were almost no French people standing on it. They were either killed and injured by the bomb, or they were lying down to avoid the flying shrapnel. In short, no brave French warrior was seen in Lan Fei's telescope at this moment.

"It seems that the mountain is a little shorter." Lieutenant Zheng Dalin looked ahead with some confusion, then waved his hand, and more than 100 Fengguo soldiers were carrying rifles with ammunition, lined up in dense battle formations, and carefully launched an attack on the small landblock opposite. This was a tentative attack.

They walked very fast at first because they were still outside the range of the French muskets, but after reaching a distance of more than 100 meters, they stopped and carried out a whole team, and then carefully slowed down like they were touching stones across the river.

"What are the fearful people thinking about in their minds all day long? At this time, wouldn't they rush up in one go? *******, it's really a pig's brain. If we change to the regular army on the East Coast, we will rush forward to resolve the battle in the morning, and we will not be as embarrassing as them!" Lieutenant Zheng Dalin, who witnessed this strange scene behind, was a little angry. He was about to send someone to urge them to seize the small landbag and then ask the artillery to mount the artillery, but suddenly there was a movement on the other side.

On the small landfill that was not very moving, a large group of French soldiers lined up in dense formations under the command of the officers and fired at the Fengguo* officers and soldiers who had entered the range with standard platoons, resulting in large-scale casualties in the first row, and at the same time shaken the team behind them.

Fortunately, the rigorous training over the past year gave them the instinct to fight. With the shouts of some officers, the soldiers stopped the chaos, formed a loose formation, and launched a shooting against the French. This shooting was a great loss. First, the French were condescending and had an advantage, and second, they had more or less objects to hide, which was much better than the "naked" people on the east coast outside. Therefore, after a while, the more than 100 people in the Fengguo Army quickly couldn't support them and retreated. Many people thought that anyway, we were also tentative attacks this time. Looking at the effect of the shelling just now, there was no need to fight hard, so they retreated in a flash and ran faster than rabbits.

The first tentative attack ended in vain.

"Fire the artillery, continue firing, *******!" Lieutenant Zheng Dalin waved his saber and issued an order. At the same time, he was very dissatisfied with the tentative attack team just now. He grabbed a few leading officers and scolded him. The general idea was that the tentative attack was like this, and there was no one else. Next time he would go to the coal mine to work like this, and he would be in a dark life. The officers and soldiers of the Fengguo Army were ashamed and didn't know what to do.

After the artillery bombarded the infantry and the infantry bombarded the artillery again, this has almost become the routine of the East Coast Army with more and more artillery!

The artillery soldiers' performance was indeed the most comfortable! They used their precise shooting as always, constantly sending shells to the Frenchman's heads. They just now used muskets to repel the tentative attacks on the east coast. Now they suffered a great disaster in the raging artillery fire. Many people who could not dodge or had no such consciousness were killed by shrapnel. The small earth bun was once again submerged in the black smoke, especially after the Navy also transferred four spare cannons to assist in the war.

The shelling lasted for almost half an hour. Just after Lan Fei felt a little sad about the consumption of shells and gunpowder (the East Coast people had stored a large number of weapons and ammunition on Huaiyuan Island in advance), the second infantry attack began. This time, Lieutenant Zheng Dalin personally stepped forward to supervise the battle. He held the command knife and ordered the four hundred Fengguo soldiers who carefully selected carefully selected forward. After using a volley of guns to suppress the already sparse firepower of the French, he ordered everyone to use bayonets and launch a hand-to-hand attack that the East Coast people have always been proud of. He drove the French on the top of the mountain with just one charge - in fact, there were not a few left.

The reason for this situation was mainly because of the two intensive artillery bombardment that caused the French to suffer a large number of casualties. In addition, during the second charge, the Fengguo Army dispatched 400 people, and most of them dared to fight and fight. So much so that they only made some resistance and knocked down more than ten East Coast officers and soldiers, they were flooded by the tide of bayonets that swarmed in.

In fact, it was not the French that they were really not adapted to the East Coast people's tactics. It was a pity that in the old continent, what kind of army would have been so extravagant that in the battle scenes of hundreds of people, they mobilized more than ten artillery pieces—and the powerful eight-pound and twelve-pound artillery pieces—to assist in the battle? Moreover, these more than ten artillery pieces bombarded a small hill for nearly an hour. No matter how ten will the French fighter's fighting will be strong, no matter how strong the soldiers' sense of honor, no matter how strong the determination to serve the king, they could not withstand it! What's more, they came in a hurry and lacked time to dig hidden facilities. If it weren't for the explosion rate of the East Coast people's shells, and the impermanent sea breeze brought many shells, the French would probably have been bombed long ago and would not have to charge the East Coast infantry.

The battle ended, the mountain bag changed hands, and the first obstacle to attacking Cape France had been removed. Moreover, as the East Coast people mounted the artillery on the mountain bag that was stolen from the Frenchman, the next battle would become much easier until they advanced to the city of Cape France.

Just as the war on the shore was in full swing, the battle at sea was coming to an end. The two sides of the war were two "Star"-class light cruisers commanded by Captain Cai Anguo and a French armed merchant ship with a tonnage of only 100 tons. This French ship was originally staying in the Port of Corner France, but I don't know what to do. Maybe it was because of the forced force of the commander in the city. The ship actually wanted to take advantage of the favorable opportunity when the two East Coast warships were not in the way (they were at the downwind at the time) to escape from the port and go to other places to report the news.

In fact, it is no wonder that the French would think this way, because the only two East Coast warships generally cannot seal the huge Port of Corner France. It is no wonder that the French were trying to escape, because they were eager to send the news to nearby Guadrup, Martinique, St. Christopher and French Guiana. Of course, they would eventually bring the news back to the local Bordeaux or Nantes to remind the King that his territory and people had been attacked by the East Coast pagans.

But the French underestimated the good handling and fast speed of the "Star" light cruiser. In fact, they had long been staring at the French every move. After discovering that the French merchant ship was about to escape, the two ships immediately adjusted the sail trusses and chased them quickly, and finally blocked their way two hours later.

The next battle was boring. The two ships bullied dozens of artillery guns on the armed merchant ships, which naturally made the French parents not recognize them. However, perhaps because of the important figures on the ship, the French insisted on surrendering, and kept rubbing until a big hole was punched on the side of the hull. The sea water poured into the bottom cabin wildly. Only after a fierce debate did they finally put down a small boat and surrendered to the east coast people with the white flag. They were lucky, and begging for surrender finally got the permission of Captain Cai Anguo, and then they were all escorted into the bottom cabin of the "Southern Cross" and imprisoned. At the same time, the East Coast Gendarmerie officers who accompanied the ship immediately seized the opportunity and conducted an assault interrogation on them.

The information obtained from the interrogation was not beyond the expectations of the East Coast people, because according to the French, the number of French troops in the Cape France was not large, with about five or six hundred people, mostly Huguenot soldiers who were not popular in the local area. In this year, Louis seemed to be particularly disgusted with these Protestants. He sent to Portugal to attack the Spaniards, to Austria to fight the Ottomans, to Crete to aid the Venetians, and to serve as cannon fodder in the New World, basically these Huguenot soldiers were sent to the New World, and seemed to have made up their minds to let these Protestants consume them outside and save them from being bored at home.

The Navy immediately passed the information obtained to Lan Fei, the commander-in-chief of the Army. At this time, he had already erected the command center on the small earthblock that had just been snatched from the French with a cannon, and then used a telescope to observe the situation of the city ahead. At this distance, the 120mm caliber (the shells were slightly heavier than the 12 pounds in Europe) smoothbore gun of the first company of the independent field artillery could already bombard a corner of the city, but it could only use hollow iron bombs. By the time the bombardment was bombarded, and the shells were at the end of their strength, which would not cause much threat, and at best it would scare the French.

He still had to use heavy naval artillery to bombard it! After experiencing the battle of small landfills just now, he had lost confidence in the persuasion of these hard-working Frenchmen, and felt that he had to do one! The battles and street fighting have always been the most annoying and most susceptible form of casualties. Therefore, after careful thinking, he decided to fight steadily, that is, relying on the small mountain bag to build fortifications, then borrow heavy artillery from the navy merchants, and then bombard the French Point City from a high place to force the French to come out for the decisive battle or simply surrender.
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