Chapter 74: Forward, South China Grenadiers
Although Zhu Xianhai has not conducted ten simulations so far, he has almost figured out some of the rules in the life simulator.
In terms of simulation time, if it is a short simulation, the time spent is extremely limited, just like the first simulation, the time spent in reality may be only a few seconds. The longest simulation so far is "The Life of the Slave Liberator", which took about three hours in reality and four years in the simulation.
How long will this simulation last?
Is it a long-term simulation or a short-term simulation?
"I'm going to take a break. If there's nothing special, don't let anyone disturb me."
After Zhanbo gave an order, Zhu Xianhai stretched and lay directly on the recliner.
He planned to run a long simulator - one hundred and fifty days!
It’s not long at all, actually it’s only fifteen experience points.
Five months.
It was exactly the time when Tolome Mitre defeated Urquiza on the battlefield and occupied Buenos Aires after his coup.
September!
Zhu Xianhai has a very deep impression of this day. After all, he "died" twice at this point in time.
…
[Users need to recharge 15 experience points to start the simulation scene.]
A bland opening, without any distinctive features or silly temperament.
After recharging, the scene in my mind changed rapidly.
【Start simulation】
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[On May 7, 1861, you decided to go to Viedma.]
There was no exciting departure ceremony, no farewell with thousands of people filling the streets. The attack of the South China Grenadiers could be said to be silent and did not cause any waves.
Twenty-five horse-drawn carriages and a steam tractor. No, this is a tank! A steam-powered wooden tank…
[On May 9, you led your troops to Viedma]
When the Nanhua Grenadiers appeared outside the city of Biedma, they immediately caused panic inside and outside the city. At this time, Biedma's telegraph lines had been cut off by the scouts sent by Zhu Xianhai. Biedma, located on the left bank of the Negro River, had completely become an isolated city.
"Where did they come from?"
Lieutenant Philip was completely dumbfounded.
Are the enemies outside the city indigenous people?
Obviously not!
The Mapuche could not have come in horse-drawn carriages, let alone with steam engines.
"Sir, is that a steam locomotive?"
"Steam locomotive? Where did the railway come from?"
As the defender of the city, although he didn't know who the enemy was, Lieutenant Philip still made a quick decision when looking at the small army outside the city.
First send a priest to inquire about the other party's identity and purpose.
"Tell Lieutenant Philip that he has one hour to decide whether to surrender. If he does not surrender within the time limit, our army will launch an attack!"
"Remember, it's only one hour!"
After saying this, Zhu Xianhai, who was riding on a horse, looked at Biedma proudly. At this moment, he even felt a little regretful. Why didn't he bring a camera?
If this photo was taken, several years later, this "Father of the Nation's Expedition Picture" would definitely be placed in the Nanhua Museum, and people would definitely think that his figure was extremely majestic.
In a few years, perhaps there will be a bronze statue of the Father of the Nation standing in the city center square of Viedma.
The reason why he didn't bring it was that using a camera these days was a technical job. All the various things added together would fill a horse-drawn carriage, and no one except Zhu Xianhai knew how to use it.
No, I have to train a professional photographer!
At least we should capture the majestic appearance of Marshal Zhu!
The wind blows and the clouds fly.
Returning to my hometown with great power throughout the country.
How can I find brave warriors to guard the four directions...
This song is so magnificent!
Feeling proud, Zhu Xianhai had already changed Bedema's name to "Pingrong".
"After conquering Biedma, name this place 'Pingrong'!"
how?
Isn’t it majestic?
Looking around, uh, Fang Zhanbo, the flatterer, didn't come over, so no one was willing to flatter him!
Looking at Sun Hu, Wang Er and others, Zhu Xianhai began to feel worried. No wonder during the Taiping Rebellion, none of you were officials and couldn't even flatter others. How could you be promoted?
At this time, there would be no saying "The Marshal is mighty!"
Of course, faced with these enemies that appeared out of nowhere, Lieutenant Philip not only did not surrender, but even ordered his troops to fire back.
"Not only did he refuse to surrender, he even dared to resist."
Faced with Philip's stubborn resistance, Sun Hu, Wang Er and others all volunteered to fight.
"General, I am willing to lead a team to attack the city!"
"General, I only need a small group of soldiers to capture this city..."
Why are they so eager to come? It’s because the city of Biedma... only has a wooden wall. What are they - South China Grenadiers!
A wooden wall like that would be fine for stopping the Mapuche, but it would be a dream to stop them. Throwing a dynamite pack would knock down half the wall, and then you could just use the Henry rifle.
Facing the captains who were eager to fight, Zhu Xianhai first asked them to talk about their respective offensive plans. Three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang, and the "Zhuge Liang meeting before the battle" is also a tradition of the Chinese army and the people.
What about using grenade launchers to provide cover, crawling to meet the enemy, bombing the wall with explosive packs, and then the infantry advancing...
To put it bluntly, it is to try out the "epoch-making infantry tactics" taught by Zhu Xianhai here.
After listening to their respective siege plans, Zhu Xianhai smiled.
"When fighting, we must fully utilize our own advantages, Wang Anping."
Driving a steam tractor... No, Wang Anping, who was driving a steam tank, answered loudly.
"have!"
"Grenade launchers provide cover, tanks lead the way, push open the wooden wall, and use the infantry in the vehicles to provide cover..."
Along with the roar of the steam engine, black smoke spewed out of the chimney of the steam tank, and the tank once again slowly drove towards Viedma.
" It, what is it?"
In astonishment, the defenders of Viedma were all shaken by the deafening sirens.
"Devil, this, this must be the devil..."
Even though the people of Biedma had seen steamships and heard the sound of steamship whistles more than once, they were still a little confused when faced with the roaring chariot approaching.
"Quick, quick, cannons, ..."
Lieutenant Philip shouted in horror, and following his order, the gunners immediately operated the only bronze field gun. Once upon a time, this field gun had cost the Mapuche people their lives time and time again.
Aim and shoot...
As expected, the shells missed the target. In those days, the accuracy of smoothbore cannons was truly impressive.
Of course, its firing rate was also impressive. After one shot was fired, the gunners immediately adjusted the firing range of the artillery, trying to hit the roaring steam monster...
