Age of Conquest Reborn

Xiao Jinshan couldn't answer Fang Yuanshan's words. Now, in his heart, he only felt extreme shock and fear, as well as regret and self-blame. "I was so eager to fight that I almost killed the troops. I was blinded by my desire to win and my desire to be a hero."

Rational judgment?”

In fact, yesterday evening, when the British and Indian troops suddenly stopped attacking, they should have thought of this, instead of sending an urgent message from the division commander overnight. In a sense, I, the brigade commander, was incompetent.

I don't understand the true meaning of ". Perhaps, when I accepted this mission, the root of today's underestimation of the enemy has been laid."

Fortunately, the teacher's stern order prevented him from making a big mistake. Looking at Xiao Jinshan's sad look, Fang Yuanshan patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Old Xiao, don't blame yourself, I'm the same.

Unexpectedly, the British did not follow common sense and launched an artillery attack without launching an infantry attack. It was an unexpected situation!"

Xiao Jinshan shook his head, patted Fang Yuanshan's hand on his shoulder, and said nothing. Accompanied by the fierce artillery fire from the British and Indian troops, the troops continued to withdraw to the direction of Magao. Behind them, the sound of artillery became even more fierce.

After walking far away, Xiao Jinshan still looked back at Xinduo, who reflected half of the sky in red, and thought to himself: "When I go back, I will definitely review it with the teacher." The experience and lessons learned this time are of great significance to Xiao Jinshan and Fang Yuanshan.

It is precious and has a decisive influence on the style and method of commanding operations by the two of them in the future.

At 6:30 in the morning on April 28, the artillery bombardment of Xinduo by the forward artillery of the British and Indian Army ended. Within an hour, four regiments of the artillery of the British and Indian Army opened fire on Magao Xiao, which was only a few kilometers away.

Tens of thousands of artillery shells of various calibers were poured into the town, especially the US-made 155mm caliber howitzers, which were extremely lethal. Once a shell hit, a large crater several meters square appeared on the ground.

The small town of Xinduo was not in ruins, but in ruins, with rubble everywhere. It was as desolate as if it had been abandoned for centuries. Judging from the effects of the shelling, no one could believe that an hour ago, this place was still

Xinduo, a small mountain town with stone walls and paths, shaded by green trees and a strong atmosphere in northern Myanmar, has been wiped off the map by tens of thousands of artillery shells.

Major General Fisher, commander of the First Division of the Indian Army, was obviously very satisfied with the effect of the artillery bombardment. After putting down his telescope, he suddenly slashed his right hand in the direction of Shindo. The combat staff officer next to him understood the division commander's gesture and responded.

He picked up the phone and shouted: "The division commander's order. The first tank regiment, the covering infantry regiment, and the second infantry regiment will begin the assault on Xinduo immediately!"

More than half an hour later, in the direction of Xinduo, three green flares were raised in the black smoke that had not yet dissipated. Major General Fisher was stunned and looked at his watch. He was obviously shocked by the rapid attack of his troops.

I feel relieved when I think about it. How can any living thing survive under the cover of tens of thousands of artillery shells?

I don’t know if I can see the fragmented corpses of Chinese soldiers. The division commander is a very kind man and a devout Christian. He will feel uncomfortable with such a bloody scene, but this does not prevent him from ordering artillery to destroy this building.

small town.

Major General Fisher's military boots. He set foot on more land earlier than his superior, General Alexander. Looking at the ruins and ugly bomb craters everywhere, Major General Fisher frowned and stepped on a piece of land that was obviously blown up by a cannonball.

On the torn but still flat stone, he ordered the communications troops: "Immediately report to your Excellency the Commander that our First Division troops have occupied Xinduo!"

Then, facing a large group of staff around him, he said with compassion: "My God! This is too cruel. The poor Chinese soldiers can't even see the signs of their past existence. I don't want to use such a cruel method. It's too inhumane."

, but this is war, and the order goes down. If the remains of Chinese soldiers are found, they will be buried on the spot. I hope that the poor Chinese soldiers in northern Myanmar will stop making unnecessary resistance!"

Alexander came with more than a dozen senior staff officers. Major General Fisher hurriedly greeted him and said: "Welcome, Commander, to inspect the positions of the First Division. Unfortunately, I cannot send prisoners to you, Commander. Poor China

The soldiers have disappeared along with this town, and my soldiers can't even find any of their bodies!"

Alexander frowned slightly in suspicion and muttered in his mind: "There aren't even any corpses? That's strange. No matter how powerful Fisher's artillery was, it couldn't blow up the Chinese soldiers without leaving any trace at all. This is not normal.

? Could it be that Xinduo was not defended by Tang Qiuli’s local troops at all? Why did the Chinese give up on Xinduo? "

Looking at Commander Alexander, who kept turning his light blue eyes, revealing a hint of suspicion, Major General Fisher felt a trace of unhappiness in his heart, "This difficult commander, he

What are you doubting? Don't the facts you see in front of you explain everything? Even if you can't find the body of a Chinese soldier, what does it mean? Shindo is at your feet, you suspicious old guy!"

Major General Fisher felt that there was no need to waste time in Xindu, and he was not willing to stay with Commander Alexander, who was not quite right. Quite simply, he felt uncomfortable and extremely unhappy!

"Your Excellency, Commander, will our First Division immediately cross Sintaw and advance towards northern Myanmar? There are no clouds in the sky and the sun is shining brightly. It is really a good weather for marching. This evening, I will welcome the Commander at the foot of Magao City.

Coming!" Major General Fisher asked in a cold tone.

How could Alexander, who had become a man of spirit, fail to hear the hidden meaning of Major General Fisher, but there was no need for him to argue with Fisher about this. He shook his head enigmatically and said with a smile: "Dear Fisher,

, don’t be anxious, order your soldiers to clean up the ruins of Xinduo immediately. You don’t want the baggage convoy behind to spend a whole day clearing the road, so that your soldiers will be hungry when they arrive at Magao City.

Your belly welcomes me, right?"

Alexander wanted to use a few jokes to adjust the somewhat unnatural atmosphere, but Major General Fisher obviously didn't appreciate it. He gave the order with a straight face in front of him and found an excuse to escape.

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As he walked, he was secretly cursing, "What a hell, my dignified number one main division was actually sent to do the work of engineers by this unreasonable commander. If he had known that the ruins that had been blown up would have to be cleaned up by his own troops, he

I would rather not fire a single shell! Along the way, I was forced to march in a hurry like a devil, not even letting me take a breath. It’s better now, and I’m not in a hurry to leave. I really don’t understand what the old guy means?”

Alexander was more anxious than that general. He was extremely anxious. He wanted to capture Xinduo. The land of northern Burma was right in front of him. Before evening this evening, he would be able to reach the city of Magao. After that, he would attack Myitkyina. Northern Burma would be in his hands. But he

We have to wait for troops from other directions to catch up.

Before launching the artillery bombardment on Xinduo, Alexander issued an order to the troops in the direction of Ledo, Sujia, Gamai, and Xintaji, "After each troop starts marching, one hour later, report the marching situation. Tang Qiu

Is the intensity of the blocking force by the local troops away from us still as fierce as yesterday?"

Alexander did not worry for too long. The communications staff sent several telegrams, "Your Excellency, Commander, our troops started taking action at 5:30 this morning. After more than an hour of marching, we have already advanced two kilometers towards northern Myanmar."

Although there were many battles along the way for more than ten kilometers, the blocking intensity of the Chinese ** team was significantly weakened compared with yesterday, and it had little impact on the advancement speed of our unit."

Alexander immediately felt refreshed all over, and the dark clouds were cleared away to see the blue sky. The last trace of doubt in his heart was gone. In fact, even the troops in the direction of Ledo, Sujia, Gamai, and New Taiji still let him do what he did yesterday.

Being held back by Tang Qiuli's local troops, they were struggling to advance. They advanced less than a few kilometers in an hour and fell behind the Central Army for more than half a day.

Alexander would still order the middle route army to leave the Hukan Valley as quickly as possible and attack Ma Gao. The army of more than 200,000 people with high morale was on the string and had to be fired, but he would slightly adjust the battle deployment and attack Ma Gao.

Instead of attacking, half of the troops were allocated to mop up the local troops of the ** Division near Magao.

He is also waiting for the other four troops to catch up. Also, Xinduo has not found the local troops of the ** Division, so where have they gone? Alexander's judgment is that they should assemble in northern Myanmar and prepare for a long-lasting maneuver.

, delaying the time for the British Emperor's army to attack Ma Gao, waiting for the arrival of Tang Qiuli's main force.

If it is as I judged, it would be troublesome enough. Now, there is no need to worry about it. The local troops of the ** Division gathered somewhere in northern Myanmar will be cleared by other troops. I will command the main force and concentrate on attacking Magaohe.

Myitkyina is fine, and there is no need to be distracted by some of Tang Qiuli's mere third-rate troops.

Alexander put down the telegram and ordered to Chief of Staff Lieutenant General Raffield: "Immediately convey my order. The 1st Division and the 6th Division will continue to be the forward. The troops will set off immediately. The goal is to attack Magao directly, and there will be no scattered contact with China along the way.

The troops were entangled and ordered Lambgar to guard the 5th Division, leaving a regiment of troops to defend Sindo, and set up a logistics supply base in Sindo."

The soldiers of the First Division, who were immersed in their work with shovels and pickaxes, after receiving the order, muttering dissatisfiedly and covered with mud and dust, immediately climbed onto the truck and followed the "rumbling" car that drove in.

Behind the tank, it drove through Xinduo, which was full of ruins, and headed towards Makao in northern Myanmar.

As for Commander Alexander's promise to let the young men of the British Empire troops put on brand new military uniforms, clean their beards, and return to Indochina in high spirits, it became an empty talk.

However, none of the British and Indian soldiers took the commander's nonsense seriously. The British and Indian soldiers who left the Indian mainland for the first time and set foot on the land of Indochina were obviously less passionate about fighting than curious about this land.

and plundering**.

(To be continued)!~!