Time Travel to 1859: The Iron-Blooded Soldier King

But, is it so easy to drill into a cornfield?

The cavalry could hide in it because they had entered in advance and were fully prepared. Now the British army rushed in headfirst, not caring about the rest of the situation. The dense corn stalks and sorghum stalks became a series of iron walls, and it was extremely difficult to get through!

Besides, how could two thousand people, all hiding in a cornfield, possibly escape? It was simply impossible!

At the beginning, the cavalrymen were waving their swords and slaughtering the British troops crazily. Later, when they saw that the British troops had already gone in, the cavalrymen no longer thought about charging. Charging in a cornfield would cause too much damage to the horses. The sharp corn stalks and sorghum stubble could easily injure the horses' legs and bellies. Only a fool would chase after them!

How to do?

Almost every cavalryman had a rifle, all loaded with bullets, and began firing at the British troops in the cornfield. Even with the corn and sorghum blocking the way, the close-range volleys of nearly two thousand people still caused terrible damage to the British army! Screams rang out from the cornfield!

As for the two hundred brothers of the Firearms Battalion, they jumped directly off their horses and set up the artillery not far away. They were already very familiar with artillery, and the soldiers quickly loaded, aimed, and fired!

Dozens of shells were fired at the British troops in the cornfield and landed among them!

Boom boom boom!

The explosions shook the earth!

The British troops fleeing in the cornfield had no power to fight back. People were constantly sent into the sky by the explosion, with limbs and arms flying everywhere. The entire farmland had been turned into a mess, with smoke billowing!

Saxton, in the cornfield, shuddered every time he heard a cannon shot. Damn it! Cannons! These are my cannons, and the Qing army is using them against me! Damn it! How many of my brothers must have died under the artillery fire!

What a sin! Dozens of artillery pieces, thousands of shells, just like that, once again, gone to the enemy! Even worse than that Edwards. Edwards only lost 3,000 shells. Without artillery, they were just useless pieces of metal. Now, look what happened! He actually sent over 30 heavy artillery pieces to the Qing army in one go! And with that, he's also going to sacrifice over a thousand Imperial warriors!

This battle was fought...

It's so fucking pathetic!

Liu Ye, damn Liu Ye! It's that brat again. Sooner or later, I'm going to settle this score with him. If I don't kill him, I'll be unworthy of being a human being!

But swearing and cursing was useless. All Saxton could do now was to lead his brothers as far as possible to escape. Every last one who escaped was a good one! Run! Revenge would have to wait for the future!

In the distance, a British cavalry was galloping on the road, heading straight for Yangzha.

It was the British Royal Cavalry led by Grant. There were still more than a thousand Royal Cavalrymen, close to the strength of a regiment. The two regiments had to be merged together. Grant's task was to launch a charge from the north when the Qing army was defeated. With the impact of more than a thousand cavalrymen, plus rifles, even thousands of Qing troops would have to be slaughtered.

Suddenly, Grant reined in his horse. There was a cannon shot! Yes, a cannon shot!

The gunshots in the distance were difficult to hear due to the distance, but the sound of the cannon was very clear!

The sound of artillery! It's the British Empire's Armstrong heavy artillery!

Grant was startled and quickly stopped his horse. At this time, the sound of artillery fire rang out again, coming from the direction of Shuangqiao!

Grant's face changed drastically. General Saxton must have encountered an ambush at Shuangqiao, and the battle was extremely fierce, otherwise, the Armstrong heavy artillery would not have been used!

"Order the army to halt its advance immediately. Send a reconnaissance platoon to Shuangqiao to investigate the enemy situation and report back immediately!"

The reconnaissance platoon received the order and rushed into the distance like a hurricane!

At this time, Grant was still leading the British army running wildly in the cornfield!

On the road of Shuangqiao, Liu Ye looked into the distance with a sneer. A great victory, this is the real great victory!

Liu Ye directly ordered people to search the cornfield and collect all the guns and ammunition they saw. As for the corpses, they were thrown aside.

Zhu Hai asked doubtfully, "Brother Ye, there are quite a few dead bodies thrown aside. Are they just left there?"

"Of course! If I don't just throw them there, do you think I'll bury them with incense? Damn it, I only care about killing people now, not burying them!"

Liu Ye answered coolly, and Gao Qi on the side raised his thumbs up, yes, damn it, just kill and don’t bury!

In just over twenty minutes, the battlefield was cleared.

The first battle yielded a rich harvest, with over 800 British soldiers killed, over 300 seriously wounded, and over 200 captured. Over 1,400 rifles and tens of thousands of rounds of ammunition were captured, and over 30 Armstrong heavy guns, with over 1,000 rounds of ammunition, were still lying on the road. Of the 2,000 Qing troops, only a hundred were killed, and over 200 were wounded. What a brilliant victory!

Zhu Hai, Gao Qi and others are now completely in awe of Liu Ye. He is a military god, absolutely a peerless military god like Zhuge Liang and Zhang Zifang!

Liu Ye couldn't help but smile. This was a great thing! In this era, the Armstrong heavy gun was the most advanced rifled gun in the world! It was extremely powerful and had a high hit rate. It was a rare killing weapon!

It's a pity that there are only a few shells, more than a thousand. We'll have to make do with them!

Liu Ye shouted, "Order the army to immediately return to Yangzha with all their weapons!"

Liu Ye led more than a thousand people and began to retreat into the distance.

On the other side, when Grant's reconnaissance platoon was rushing to investigate military intelligence, suddenly, more than a dozen people rushed out from the cornfield nearby!

The soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon were startled and raised their rifles one by one. Platoon Leader Husky shouted, "Who are you! Stop moving forward? If you move forward, we will shoot!"

At this time, more than a dozen people had staggered onto the road, and one by one sat down on the ground, gasping for breath!

Husky was stunned. British soldiers! They were actually his comrades!

"Which team are you from? Why are you so miserable? What happened?"

Husky's heart sank and he asked hurriedly.

The leading British soldier gasped and replied, "Second Lieutenant, I'm Captain Cruise of the Imperial Infantry Regiment. We followed General Saxton from the center and advanced towards Yangzha. We were ambushed by the Qing army at Shuangqiao. We were caught off guard and scattered. Of our three thousand men, over half were killed or wounded..."

Ah!

Husky felt dizzy and almost fell off his horse. Damn, three thousand infantrymen were defeated by the Qing army!

"What about General Saxton and the other soldiers?"

A weak voice called out from the cornfield, "I'm Saxton..."