Chapter 1190: Bloody Battle

The Longyan soldiers were all obediently hiding in the tunnels.

The sound of cannons above did not stop, and their faces were covered in dust from the bombardment.

Niu Chaofeng was waiting.

They were also waiting.

The accumulated hatred needed to be vented at this very moment.

Everyone gripped their weapons tightly.

Whether it was a musket, or a sword or blade...

Time.

Passed bit by bit.

Until everyone was covered in a layer of dirt.

The cannon fire finally slowed to a stop.

Niu Chaofeng's eyes lit up.

"Brothers, charge!"

At this moment, the entrances to the anti-artillery tunnels were already covered in dirt and debris; after the cannon fire ceased, following a roar from Niu Chaofeng, the Longyan soldiers, who had long been coiled with energy, crawled out from the earthen pits.

"Damn it, the artillery fire was fierce; it nearly buried me alive."

Niu Chaofeng patted the dirt off his body and cursed.

"General, the Russian Army is charging over again!"

"Fight them hard, don't let a single one of them pass!"

The Longyan soldiers quickly entered their combat positions, though they did not expose their heads.

Niu Chaofeng ordered them to let these red-haired devils get close before firing, striving to inflict the maximum damage on their effective strength in a single instant.

Soon, the Russian Army entered the range of the Longyan troops.

After the indiscriminate bombardment they had just conducted, they felt that the resistance here was gone, but they did not expect that the Longyan were still lying in ambush here, without retreating in the slightest!

"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer... Fire!"

Niu Chaofeng stared fixedly at the Russian Army, his eyes bloodshot.

With the final order, all the soldiers aimed at the Russian Army and pulled their triggers.

"Pop, pop, pop!"

"Pop, pop, pop!"

The Longyan troops opened fire directly!

The coastline was very long, and the soldiers under Niu Chaofeng were spread out almost flat; the Longyan troops, adopting a three-stage firing formation, had nearly three thousand projectiles shot out in each stage.

Under such close-range conditions, the Russian Army had no time to react; in just a single instant, thousands of Russian soldiers fell.

"What?"

The Russian Army was stunned again.

These people were actually still here?

Their Tsarist Russia Army's artillery fire had actually posed no threat to them?

They were actually not afraid!

Where had they been hiding just now?

But now...

Considering these things was no longer important.

One wrong step leads to every step being wrong.

It seemed that from the very beginning, the initiative of the entire situation today had been firmly controlled by the Longyan side.

Rout.

Retreat.

The Russian Army fell into chaos once again.

Unfortunately, it was already too late.

Niu Chaofeng had specifically waited for them to come within the Longyan range before opening fire.

Coupled with these advanced Longyan Cannon and Firearm, the Cannonball and Bullet were so dense that it was impossible to dodge.

The batch of soldiers under Niu Chaofeng had all received training in Firearm shooting, and their proficiency was extremely high; in the three-stage firing, there was almost no pause in between.

Such coherent shooting left the Russian Army with no power to parry, and in a short time, more than three thousand men had already been killed in action.

Although the commander on the battlefield had not yet issued an order to retreat, some soldiers of the Russian Army had already begun to flee.

Word spread from one to ten, and ten to a hundred; although there were commanders in the army trying to stabilize the situation, under the coverage of countless projectiles, who would still heed the commander's orders?

For a time, the defeat was like a collapsing mountain; the Russian Army, which had surged in like a tide, scattered like a receding tide.

An army of tens of thousands,

after leaving behind thousands of corpses, fled in a panic, while Niu Chaofeng's side had only suffered fewer than three hundred casualties.

"This battle was satisfying! General, if we keep fighting like this, it won't be a problem for our eight thousand men to annihilate them all!"

The soldiers looked excited, but Niu Chaofeng felt otherwise.

They had just caught the opponent off guard; the Russian commander was not a fool, and he would not give them such an opportunity a second time.

What followed would be the real hard battle.

Suffering a setback in the first attack, Ushakov also realized that he had underestimated the defenders of this Kuye Island.

Another setback!

He clenched his fists tightly, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

Rage!

He had almost never tasted defeat in his life, yet here, on the side of Longyan, he had suffered repeated setbacks!

This made him feel very displeased.

At this moment, he also calmed down.

He knew that in this situation, he could only remain calm!

If he did not stay calm, it would only result in the greatest losses!

The garrison on the island had to be saved, but he could not suffer too many casualties here either, otherwise the rescue would lose its meaning.

"Bring all the quilts and cotton-padded clothes from the ships!"

Ushakov ordered.

After Ushakov finished speaking, a large quantity of cotton-padded clothes and quilts were placed before him.

"Soak the quilts in seawater, place them on frames, and use them as shields to block the attacks of the projectiles!"

As a naval commander of Tsarist Russia, he was mentally prepared and had response plans for various war situations.

He decisively issued the order.

Tsarist Russia launched its second attack.

What surprised Niu Chaofeng this time was that Tsarist Russia actually did not use artillery to bombard them.

The soldiers were all rejoicing, but Niu Chaofeng was very nervous.

Although he did not know what Tsarist Russia would do, he could feel that the things to come would be very tricky.

"General, look, what is that!"

Just as Niu Chaofeng was thinking, the Russian Army appeared on the coastline once again.

However, this time it was not a group charge, but one colorful "quilt-like object" after another.

At first, people did not know what these things were, but after these special objects drew closer, people realized that those things were cotton-padded clothes and quilts.

Seeing this, the soldiers all laughed.

"General, what do they mean by this? Are they planning to die in their bedding?"

"General, I've heard of carrying coffins to the battlefield, but what are they doing bringing quilts to the battlefield?"

"Stop laughing, prepare for battle, and let the enemy get closer before firing."

"Yes!"

The Russian Army continued to advance and soon arrived within the firing range of Niu Chaofeng and his men.

Niu Chaofeng ordered them to fire immediately, and in an instant, countless projectiles were showered toward the Russian Army.

They had originally expected that this volley would also fell a large group, but who could have imagined that after one round of firing, the opponent was completely unscathed!

The quilts only paused for a moment during the firing, and after the firing ended, the quilts continued to advance as usual!

At this, the soldiers who had been laughing happily could no longer laugh.

"General, what should we do!" The deputy general was anxious.

Regardless of anything else, Tsarist Russia had tens of thousands of troops, while they only had eight thousand; in close-quarters combat, they were very likely to be completely annihilated!

People were not afraid of fighting, but to fight a battle with certain death, some people's hearts were already filled with fear.

An atmosphere of fear spread across the battlefield.

Sensing the change in the soldiers around him, Niu Chaofeng became anxious.

Having just won one battle, if everyone fought to the death with no regard for their lives, then there might still be a turning point, but if

everyone lost their fighting spirit, then they would undoubtedly lose this battle!

Although he was very nervous, as the commander-in-chief of an army, he still appeared very calm on the surface.

"I say, are you all scared? Didn't you all say that you are the toughest Qingzhou Armored Soldiers of Longyan? Looking at your state, you aren't even as good as the little thugs I led before. Last time, I led them in a bloody battle to the end, fighting from tens of thousands down to the last two thousand, and they weren't afraid, yet you are afraid. Oh, and you brag about being the strongest Qingzhou Armored Soldiers; in my eyes, you are all a bunch of cowards."

Although they were facing the threat of death at this moment, they were, after all, hot-blooded soldiers; who could endure such an insult?

"General, don't go too far with your words! You can look down on us as individuals, but you cannot insult our Qingzhou Army! There isn't a single coward in our Qingzhou Army! When we fought against the Wokou Army in Li Dynasty, who were several times our number, we didn't even blink!"

"Brothers, the General looks down on us, what should we do? We must prove to him with our strength that our Qingzhou Army is the strongest!"

"Qingzhou Army! Qingzhou Army!"

Niu Chaofeng's Bitter Remonstrance worked, and the army's morale and killing intent were instantly ignited.

Seeing this, Niu Chaofeng finally breathed a sigh of relief; with the soldiers' courage restored, this battle had hope.

The Russian Army was less than one hundred meters from their position, and the projectiles from the Firearm could no longer penetrate the soaked quilts.

At this time, continuing to fire was futile; they had to prepare for hand-to-hand combat.

"Everyone, take your weapons and charge with me! Everyone, you are only to advance and kill the enemy, no retreating or fleeing allowed! Anyone who violates this will be executed without mercy! And again, if any of you see me fleeing the battlefield, you may kill me on the spot!"

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