Time Travel to 1859: The Iron-Blooded Soldier King

Hundreds of British soldiers rushed over from the other side of the river to assist the French army and artillery battalion on the north bank of the river. There were hundreds of people in the river behind them. Once they all rushed up, it would cause a huge impact on the cavalry!

What's more, there is a group of dragoons in the distance, and no one knows when they will come back!

Liu Ye's heart was chilled as he shouted, "Zhu Hai, Gao E, speed up the attack! In one stick of incense, the cavalry must retreat. Keep a clear sight and don't let a single artilleryman go!"

Zhu Hai and Gao E felt a chill in their hearts, and the general's expression became more solemn. It seemed that the situation was not as optimistic as they had imagined!

Zhu Hai and Gao E began to command the cavalry to attack more fiercely! The battlefield became even more brutal!

In Lucheng, Grant's cavalry had just launched an attack on He Qimou when they heard a loud noise from the southwest. Two or three hundred kilograms of explosives exploded with such incredible power that Grant, who was more than 20 miles away, could hear it clearly!

Grant was shocked. To the southwest, that was near Shuangqiao. Such a violent explosion must have meant that the British and French forces were fighting with the Qing army again. No one knew the specific situation. The main force of the Qing army should be in Yangzha. The sudden outbreak of war could only mean that the Qing army had launched an ambush again. The British and French forces were now facing unknown difficulties!

Grant suddenly reacted. Damn it, this group of Qing soldiers had been constantly provoking the Anglo-French coalition forces from the very beginning, harassing them constantly, which had aroused Commander Saxton's anger. His main cavalry ran twenty miles in one breath, and with the coalition forces' advancing speed, the distance was now close to thirty miles!

If the coalition forces encountered danger, his most powerful mobile force would be out of reach. Thinking of this, Grant suddenly broke out in a cold sweat! No, we must withdraw our troops quickly and rush to Shuangqiao!

Grant roared, "Send the order immediately, all cavalry, retreat with all your strength, and advance at full speed towards the Twin Bridges!"

At Grant's command, the Royal Cavalry immediately began to retreat in large numbers. He Qimou also heard the loud explosions and knew that Liu Ye had succeeded. This was great. They absolutely couldn't let the Royal Cavalry rush back like this!

He Qimou shouted, "Order, pursue immediately. Make sure to pin the enemy down. Draw your swords and charge!"

The Mongolian light cavalry received the order from He Qimou and drew their sabers one by one. Now it was a matter of life and death. From here to Shuangqiao, it was only less than thirty miles. With the speed of the cavalry, they could definitely reach Shuangqiao in less than half an hour. In half an hour, it was still unclear whether the cavalry led by the general could defeat the coalition forces!

The Mongolian cavalry launched the most ferocious charge towards the Royal Cavalry Regiment. Grant was secretly shocked. He must have fallen into a trap. Otherwise, how could the Mongolian cavalry, which numbered less than 500 people, dare to launch a counterattack against him!

Grant yelled, "Don't fight any longer. Use your rifles to stop us. Retreat!"

The Royal Cavalry Regiment retreated desperately, but He Qimou led the Qing cavalry to hold on tightly and hold back the Royal Cavalry Regiment's retreat!

Grant was so angry that his eyes were blazing with anger. These cavalrymen were such fucking idiots, they kept pestering him!

Grant roared, "First Battalion, stay and hold back the Qing army. Second and Third Battalions, retreat at full speed! Quick!"

Now, He Qimou was at a loss. The combat effectiveness of a battalion of the Royal Cavalry Regiment was definitely not inferior to that of the Mongolian cavalry. They completely blocked the Mongolian cavalry. He Qimou led the Mongolian cavalry to fight with all their strength, but still could not break through the defense line of their Royal Cavalry Regiment. He could only watch Grant's main force disappear into the distance!

It was a journey of more than twenty miles, and they had been delayed for a while. By the time Grant's main force arrived at Shuangqiao, the battle was almost over!

Liu Ye's 3,000 cavalrymen slaughtered indiscriminately on the British and French positions. Even when the British reinforcements rushed over, and more and more of them came, they failed to repel Liu Ye. Liu Ye gritted his teeth and insisted that even if it cost a huge price, he must kill all the British and French artillery. Killing the British and French artillery would be equivalent to cutting off their sharpest swords!

In an hour, only one in ten of the thousands of artillerymen survived and were completely crippled. As for the French and British infantry regiments, they also suffered heavy casualties. At this moment, the sound of horse hooves of the Royal Cavalry Regiment could be heard faintly from a distance.

Liu Ye sneered in his heart. Coming back now, hehe, it's too late! My mission has been completed, and all I can leave for you is a mess!

"Order the army to retreat immediately!"

The Royal Cavalry Regiment is coming in full force. There is no need to fight them again. After an hour's battle, the Qing cavalry has passed the stage of rapid attack. There is no chance of winning if we continue to fight with the Royal Cavalry Regiment. It is not worth it!

The Qing cavalry rushed towards the distance like a whirlwind.

The Royal Cavalry Regiment finally arrived when the Qing cavalry had already run a long way away!

Looking at Grant's sweaty face, Clemenceau was so angry that he cursed: "Grant, you useless thing, you just rushed back now, what's the point! Look at our artillerymen, how many are still alive? Have you forgotten what your duty is? What is it? To protect our artillery, artillery! Without artillery, how can we attack Beijing!"

Grant's face was filled with embarrassment. This was truly speechless. In just one hour, the artillery had been completely wiped out! Of the 1,200 artillerymen, less than 200 were still able to maintain their combat effectiveness! The losses were heavy, absolutely heavy. The British and French infantry on the battlefield also suffered heavy casualties. The French infantry regiment suffered over 600 casualties, and the British infantry regiment suffered over 300 casualties. Most importantly, the artillery was gone, the artillery they relied on the most!

At this time, Saxton found a small boat from somewhere and crossed over. He shouted from a distance, "Clemenceau, Grant, what's the situation? How many casualties have we suffered?"

Clemenceau couldn't stand it anymore. Traditional virtues are all yours, you're a piece of crap. Colonel Yaman advised you not to rush the attack, but you wouldn't listen. Now you're in trouble, aren't you? It's your damn bad luck, don't blame us French!

Clemenceau rushed forward and used an electric cannon!

boom!

"what!"

Saxton screamed and doubled over, blood dripping from his nose through his fingers. "How dare you ask? Can't you see? The entire artillery unit has been completely destroyed! Completely destroyed!"