Dominate the Country
Chapter 1042 Domestic opposition!
The battlefield was eerily quiet, everyone held their breath and stared at the opposite side.
The sky seemed to shake suddenly, there was a flash on the horizon, and the roar of artillery reached everyone's ears at the first time.
This is the standard equipment on the battlefield - rockets and artillery.
"Be careful to hide!" The Russians will also fire back.
Wang Xipeng shouted at the top of his voice. But people still stayed in the tunnel, not even looking at the anti-artillery hole. In fact, the actual threat of artillery fire on this battlefield is a bit weak.
Although the shells fired by the hexagonal cannons have strong penetration, far stronger than the round iron shells, they have always posed little threat to the soldiers in the trenches. The soldiers also squatted at the bottom of the trench with their heads in their arms.
As long as the body is not exposed to the ground, the real lethality of the solid bullets that cannot explode is really a bit low. The close-range rockets are still powerful. One shot can knock down as few as three or five people, and as many as dozens of people.
Less than half a minute later, they heard the 'whoosh' sound coming from the sky. Then, the air shook violently, and the power of gunpowder tore the air above their heads, and rushed down from the sky above Wang Xipeng's position with a scorching air wave. The deafening explosion foreshadowed the arrival of the rocket.
This thing is more lethal to the soldiers in the trenches than solid bullets. At least they can shatter the shell when they explode, and the fragments can also make people bleed.
The Russian artillery fire began.
Although the first round was just a test, the accuracy of this round was not bad. Most of the shells fell on the front line of the National Defense Army. Similarly, the shells and rockets fired by Chen Han also fell on the Russian positions. The accuracy is unusually high, and what is the reason? It's just because the artillery battle is not the first or second time, and the shooting angle, height, etc. are already familiar to me.
This kind of artillery battle posed a limited threat to the soldiers in the trenches. It was more about raising smoke on the battlefield, destroying the enemy's fortifications and shocking their fighting spirit.
"Boom! Boom!"
"Boom! Boom!"
Amid the sound of artillery and explosions, everyone in the trenches huddled up, with the exception of Wang Xipeng. He had participated in large-scale exercises in military academies and the army. The Russian artillery fire was simply incomparable to the battles of the Wehrmacht's large-scale exercises. Although the battlefield was n times more realistic and tense than the exercises.
And it was not the first time he had experienced the Russian artillery bombardment. He was also nervous when he first experienced the enemy's real artillery bombardment/rocket attack. At that time, he felt that the pungent smell of gunpowder on the battlefield made him breathless. But now, he dared to hide behind the bunker and look around the battlefield with binoculars.
Under the stimulation of gunpowder, some soldiers in the trenches began to cough, but no one's hands holding the gun barrels were so hard that they turned white, except for the infantry of the Seven Khanates. However, there was no coward among the latter's recruits who threw away their weapons and scared people crazy!
At this moment, the explosions suddenly stopped, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet. Only people's coughs could be heard, mixed with a few scoldings from time to time. The soldiers began to complain about why their artillery did not continue to fire.
On the Russian position, a major general of the army stood straight, with a telescope on his eyes, looking at the opposite side. It was just that the horizon in the distance was foggy. I don't know if it was the smoke of gunpowder or the dust stirred up by the shock wave of the shells. The vision was very blurry.
The only thing that could be seen was the flashes on the opposite Chinese position. After a slight pause, they continued to fire, and the landing points of the rockets seemed to be more dense.
Although the waterway of the Volga River was opened, allowing the Russians' logistics transportation to run from the poverty line to a well-off society, the Chinese logistics could not be said to be bad. Astrakhan is right on the Caspian Sea, and Chinese ships can effectively communicate with the Chenhan material storage depot of the Seven Khanates and Persia and other countries in the south. When they fight, artillery and rocket bombardment are standard.
But the Chinese bombardment did not last long, a total of more than ten minutes. I saw many dark green things appear in the wilderness more than two miles away from the front line. They are moving quickly towards the Russian position.
Aren't they the Chinese soldiers who are attacking!
They are charging in a scattered formation, crouching, holding rifles with bayonets, and rushing towards the Russian position in a jogging posture, and the speed is gradually increasing.
Obviously, they took advantage of the tail of the artillery to launch the charge. And this simple artillery-infantry coordination tactic has been done very well by the National Defense Army.
"The Chinese are coming!"
Someone shouted not far away. On this front line, it was not only Wang Xipeng, an officer, who was full of disdain for the damage caused by each other's artillery.
"Get close! Get close!"
A Russian major shouted with a cold face. But he could not hear the shout.
Five hundred meters, rockets sounded. Three hundred meters, mortars sounded; two hundred meters, rifles also sounded...
The gunfire on the Russian positions was loud, especially the privates in the Russian army, who held rifles and chased the Wehrmacht officers they could find.
"Pah! Pah!"
"Bang! Bang!"
Although there were no machine guns, the sound of hundreds and thousands of muskets firing was also very dense.
The gunfire sounded like frying beans, and together with the rockets that began to fire back, they harvested the lives of the Wehrmacht, greedily and cruelly extinguishing the flames of life one by one.
One after another, the Wehrmacht soldiers fell down... Some of them were shot in the chest, while others were shot in the head. Different parts of the body were shot, but they had the same fate on the battlefield.
At this time, the two sides were only a hundred meters apart. Some Wehrmacht soldiers stopped charging. They stopped charging, crawled on the ground and fired, but more soldiers rushed towards the Russian positions under the cover of rockets fired from the rear.
It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon, and the highlight of this battle was still to come.
When the distance between the two armies was shortened to thirty or fifty meters, waves of grenades turned the sight into a sea of fire, and the Russian army also held rifles with bayonets ready for hand-to-hand combat.
There were only two kinds of people on this battlefield, one was the dead, and the other was the survivors. When the battle began, they were not only fighting for themselves, but also for their respective motherlands.
Hundreds of rifles fired dense rain of bullets, and rockets kept falling one after another...
Under the bullets and shrapnel, many Wehrmacht soldiers fell on the way to charge, even the middle and lower-level officers who led them to charge were no exception.
When the two sides started to play with the grenade rain, when the two sides used grenades to fight each other, at this time, they were fighting each other with a toughness. If the offensive Wehrmacht could hold on, they could rush to the Russian position; if they couldn't hold on, then the attack would be over.
A hand-to-hand fight started, and a hand-to-hand fight ended.
When the Wehrmacht retreated like a receding tide, the atmosphere on the battlefield suddenly relaxed. Whether it was the Russian officers or the Russian soldiers, their brains were blank the moment after the war.
"Boom! Boom!"
The whistling sound of shells tearing the air and rockets with red flames soon came from the sky. China's retaliatory bombardment began. The wind wave was carrying dirt and wood chips, and I could no longer hear any sound in my ears. The thick smell of gunpowder filled my mouth and nose, and the whole position was shrouded in gunpowder and dust.
...
Chen Ming in Nanjing City.
At this time, his mind was full of worries about domestic affairs. The voices against the 100-acre farm plan in the country had become one. The Li family's self-cutting of its own arm had made the merchants all over the world know where the root of this idea was to a certain extent.
Trapped by Chen Ming's unparalleled prestige in the local area, the voices dissipated immediately.
However, just when Chen Ming focused all his attention on the war situation in the northwest, the local opposition voices broke out again, and quickly burned to the Advisory Council, and then the Council of State.
The fire in Chen Ming's mind was boiling. This group of people who don't know how to live or die, only know how to squeeze, squeeze, and squeeze again, have they forgotten the lethality after the riot?
During the French Revolution, Chen Han defined the French Revolution positively from the beginning because of Chen Ming.
This incident "educated" the Chinese ruling class to a great extent.
In addition, Chen Ming dug out the history of the British from the European history pile, and also dug out the "republic" of ancient Athens and the system of the Netherlands.
China's domestic attention is more about the changes in "thoughts" and the changes in social systems, and there is not much talk about the physical harm of revolution to human beings.
Even the Jacobin Reign of Terror was more of a joke.
Few people really saw the lethality of "revolution". Go and see the fate of the French nobles. How many lives did this war take away from France? How many nobles with a long history died overnight?
Li Shimin said: "The people are water, the king is a boat, water can carry the boat, and it can also overturn the boat." It really makes sense.
When the upper class oppresses the lower class too much, then the inevitable result is resistance, especially in China, a land with a tradition of rebellion.
Although at present, the income of the lower class in China is still good, the protection law promulgated by Chen Ming in the early years has added a layer of shackles to the monster of capital. At least the lower class in Chen Han has a better income than the Europeans of the same period. Moreover, the prices in China are cheaper than those in Europe, which makes the living standards of the lower class in China much higher than those of the same class in Europe.
But from Chen Ming's perspective, from his point of view, the lives of many lower class people in Chen Han are still called "dire straits". Working ten hours a day is the most basic standard, and working two hours overtime is also common.
Although the salary they get is enough for their family to eat, they often cannot afford to eat well, dress well, and give their children a better living environment.
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