Given the brave and tenacious style of the Spanish army, they will no longer be derogatory to the "rebels" in their writings in the future.

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After Napoleon Bonaparte became the first French rule, the friendly relations between France and Spain entered a "honeymoon period" from 1801 to 1804. Napoleon and the then Spanish powerful minister and Prime Minister of the Cabinet, Gododoi (the so-called Prince of Peace), signed a series of bilateral peace contracts, including the Treaty of Lunaville, the Treaty of Aranjues, the Treaty of France, etc. The signing and implementation of these treaties actually formed a firm anti-British alliance between France and Spain.

It was also during this period that at the ardent request of Prime Minister Godoy, a group of experienced French instructors crossed the Pyrenees and entered the Spanish barracks. They used the "Regulations of 1791" as a guide and used the actual combat cases of the French army as a reference to help allies on the Iberian Peninsula train a new army.

Soon, the Spanish infantry abandoned the conservative, slow, and outdated old square formations, and then adopted the strengthened attack formation of dense columns, requiring soldiers to keep the queue forward at high speed regardless of the threat of enemy firepower, to attack the enemy's positions, and attempt to use hand-to-hand sword to decide the outcome.

The biggest advantage of this attack tactic is that officers do not need too much military theoretical knowledge as a prelude. They only need to spend a little time and energy to quickly command a unit that can fight well, and allow inadequate training to maintain confidence and unity. The Spanish national hero, General Casta Rios, the greatest hero of the "Battle of Byron" in 1808, was influenced by the tactical ideas of French instructors, and used this type of tactics to encircle and annihilate more than 20,000 French troops in one fell swoop.

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The Spanish infantry regiment commanded by Colonel Cardoso has three battalions of troops. When attacking, the French army still adopts the classic mixed formation attack method. The regiment commander spreads all the middle battalions into three horizontal lines. The left and right sides of the horizontal line battalion are two battalions that do column offensives. In field battles, this type of mixed formation can fully utilize the powerful firepower of the horizontal line. At the same time, the two columns can not only wait for an opportunity to launch a surprise attack, but also protect the flanks of the horizontal line that are vulnerable to attack.

However, such a powerful and easy-to-raid hybrid attack formation must not be used to fight tough battles with the fortress defenders before suppressing or destroying enemy artillery positions, or when the enemy's tactical literacy is higher than that of their own. Unfortunately, due to the lack and incomplete battlefield intelligence, Colonel Cardoso made three fatal mistakes in succession.

The French artillery fire has never stopped since it started firing. However, its own artillery was first severely damaged and lost an artillery. The defenders in Caishi Town were not naval battalions that were timid in positional warfare, but French veterans with rich combat experience. The enemy position was obviously not just a simple chest wall, which was a comprehensive defense system that combined with slopes, barbed wire, trenches, chest walls, soldiers, artillery, and artillery.

In addition, the French position commander, General Delney, also temporarily organized 800 vanguards equipped with Baker rifles (with Minnie bullets) in his first brigade and the fourth brigade, which served as a reserve, to temporarily organize 12 sniper companies (100 people) to form 100 snipers (100 people) replaced from the third brigade. Among them, 6 sniper companies on the front are equipped with 3 sniper companies on both wings. Snipers can kill and injure invading enemies from a distance within a range of 100 to 200. At the same time, the Spanish army was influenced by the tactics of the original French instructors and rarely equipped with front-mounted rifled guns with slow firing speed.

When Colonel Cardoso was aware of the intelligence errors of his superiors, he was helpless and had no chance to make any adjustments. He could only walk to the death channel of hell with his soldiers.

After climbing the slope, there was a narrow platform 10 meters wide. A barbed wire was placed at the back end. Further forward, there was a wide anti-infantry trench. The vision was extended, and there was a barbed wire and hundreds of French defenders behind the chest wall. They were so leisurely that they picked up the rifles in their hands and aimed at the Spanish soldiers who wanted to invade their positions.

Colonel Cardoso was the first to rush up the slope platform and was also the first to die bravely.

When he waved his saber in despair and shouted enthusiastically, "Long live His Majesty Peidinan! Long live Spain!", he had already exposed his body to the French defenders, and a Baker rifle filled with Minnie bullets aimed at him early.

After the gunshot, Colonel Cardoso's chest felt a sharp pain, and suddenly it was pitch black in front of him, and his whole body became weak and weak. When the saber in his hand fell, he was already lying on the platform.

"Everyone is here and shoot freely!" The defending soldiers heard the orders given by the officer, and the muzzle kept spraying the flames of death.

Colonel Cardoso tried hard to open his eyes, wanting to see if the soldiers had exchanged fire with the French and killed a few bad guys; then his lips were twitching slightly, as if he was warning the officers not to care about themselves and to continue rushing forward. But he couldn't see anything and heard nothing, and the only thing he could feel was that his breath of life was passing rapidly.

In the era of black gunpowder, the death rate of front-line commanders was always higher than that of ordinary soldiers. The more senior officers attacked the troops, the easier it was to be the first to die. Therefore, Colonel Cardoso's first death did not cause too sadness among Spanish officers and soldiers.

A lieutenant colonel officer ran over quickly from the left side of the queue. He stayed by Colonel Cardoso for a while and found that the commander had been killed, he immediately picked up the colonel's lost saber and temporarily replaced the regiment commander's duties.

The acting commander visually measured the distance between his side and the French defenders. It was still 100 yards away, and the troops had not yet run to the optimal launch position of 60 yards of the smoothbore gun. Therefore, the soldiers had to cross the wire-woven fence, then jump down the trench, climb near the second wire mesh, and then organize a counterattack.

So the lieutenant colonel immediately issued a seemingly correct but actually absurd wrong order to officers at all levels.

"The rear row is in place, and the front row keeps the horizontal formation unchanged. Follow my command and continue moving forward!"

On the narrow platform less than 10 meters, there were dense Spanish soldiers. When each of them tried to maintain a horizontal formation, they had to muster up extremely courage to face the bullets that the French kept firing.

The front row falls down and the back row is filled; the back row falls down and the rest is filled. This is a cycle of death game.

Soon, the first row of Spanish soldiers was tightly blocked by a barbed wire mesh. In just half a minute, the 600 French snipers who used Minnie bombs fired a total of more than 1,000 bullets. The Spanish soldiers in the first few rows fell to the ground like they were cut from leeks, and the flowing blood moistened the fresh soil.

The Spanish were stunned. Many soldiers squeezed together, trying to hide with the help of their comrades-in-arms; or simply shrank and slowly moved backwards; some soldiers were not satisfied with their passive beatings, and they did not obey the officer's orders, so they raised their smoothbore guns in their hands and fired randomly at the enemy 100 yards away.

At a long distance, the futile and useless behavior of mice bullets was immediately scolded by the accompanying officer. "Damn it, no shooting is allowed, no one is allowed to shoot! Hurry, hurry up, everyone in the front row will pull down the barbed wire!"

The officers drew out their swords and pistols, punched and kicked them desperately to drive away their slow-moving subordinates. The soldiers could only forget the howling sound of gunfire in their ears, the painful screams of their comrades beside them before their death, and continued to be human-shaped targets of movement and stepped forward. Whether it was the officers or soldiers, they obviously forgot the lessons brought back by the reconnaissance team last night. Never try to use their hands to climb the wire mesh.

When the densely packed sharp barbs woven on the barbed wire suddenly stinged the palms of Spanish soldiers, countless people screamed in surprise. The first reaction of everyone was to let go of the barbed wire in their hands and quickly cover the wound, but they encountered greater pain. The sharp barbs of their palms were pulled out of several blood grooves, and by the way, they also took away a few large pieces of fresh meat, and the blood flowed.

"Wrap your palms with your sleeves and pull them, bastard!"

"Damn it, press it up with your body!"

"Bit with your teeth!"

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The surviving officers were giving orders like a nerve, but the number of people was getting smaller and smaller, and the shouts were getting weaker and weaker. After a few minutes, almost no officers' voices were made. When the soldiers at a loss were stationed and looked around, they found that all the officers, including the acting leader of the lieutenant colonel, were lying in pools of blood, either dead on the spot, or fell to the ground with their wounds covered, moaning.

On the side of the outer barbed wire, several wires that were pulled or bitten were crossed in the air, coiled like poisonous snakes, and more than a dozen soldiers were swept into the army. The iron spike ruthlessly tore through the military uniform and pierced into their bodies. The poor victims cried and rolled wildly left and right. A living Spanish soldier tried to get rid of the control of the "terrifying demon". They struggled desperately, calling on their comrades not far away to help, but the bodies of several companions were heavily pressed down by the barbed wire...

With enemy commanders, officers and front row soldiers as priority targets, this is the French sniper team's established plan. The platforms on the slope were filled with a strong smell of blood, and the bodies of officers and soldiers on the attacking side were piled up layer by layer, like a terrifying slaughterhouse. During the continuous unilateral massacre, 100 yards away, 600 French blockers standing on the inner side of the chest wall, within 6 or 7 minutes, they used Baker rifles to fire a total of nearly 10,000 Minnie bullets, creating hundreds of corpses, or seriously injured soldiers who were about to become corpses, and dozens of Spanish officers were almost killed.

"Escape quickly!" A Spanish soldier who reacted from fear screamed. He threw down his gun, turned around and ran away in a panic, but was accidentally tripped by a corpse in the blood-stained mud.

The deserter actually sat on the ground, his eyes were frozen, demented, and he was stunned in horror. Suddenly, he held the head of the corpse that had tripped over him, and cried loudly, crying heartbrokenly, and cried heartbrokenly. The body in the deserter's arms was his biological brother.

The hysterical shouts and the strangely placed corpses in front of them made the terrifying haze deeply imprinted in the inner world of the soldiers attacking one side, and the cold and gloomy breath of hell could be felt in the air. After the noise made by the first deserter, other survivors also began to retreat instinctively.

Due to the lack of constraints and supervision of officers at all levels, the soldiers could not bear the terrible scene in front of them, and the spontaneous retreat immediately turned into a complete defeat. Everyone shouted in panic, spreading their legs and running towards the road of coming.

On the defensive side, the French snipers looked at each other and looked at their comrades beside them. They looked weird in their expressions, and everyone seemed to be thinking about the same question: "What's wrong? The Spanish's first time ended like this?"

It was not until the officer repeatedly urged the warriors to retreat to the second chest wall to rest, that victory was finally confirmed in his heart.

"Ula, we won!" The snipers who won the game started cheering loudly. They shook the rifles in their hands, patted each other's shoulders and backs, and some people laughed in the direction of the enemy's escape.

Two minutes later, the first battle report from the front position had been transferred to the division command post. Desai took the victory report from the adjutant and frowned without any joy. He paced back and forth in the command post, with an anxious look on his face.

"Damn it, is it that the three-dimensional defense he arranged was too strong and too advanced, or is the Spanish officers and soldiers who participated in the attack so unstoppable that they were so careless. After a not-furious battle, more than 600 officers and soldiers were killed and injured on one side of the attack, and only 5 of his own defenders were scratched by stray bullets, and they were all minor injuries that were not in the way."

Indeed, it seemed like a good thing to win the first defensive battle, but troubles followed one after another. A Spanish infantry regiment of more than a thousand people, under the attack of hundreds of snipers, had not been able to break through the first barbed wire defense line after only less than 7 minutes, and after paying more than half of the casualties.

If Desai himself was the commander of the Spanish army, General Galicia, who had not taken advantage of the price of such a heavy attack, would have been extremely frustrated and doubted in his heart whether his troops had fallen into the trap carefully arranged by the French, whether they needed to retreat from the canyon and then retreat to the southern mountainous area, instead of staying foolishly, waiting for the enemy to come and surround the retreat.

"So, we must find a way to keep all the main Spanish forces, so that they have the confidence, determination and courage to continue fighting until the southern part of the canyon is completely blocked by the Third Brigade!" After a moment of contemplation, Desai finally took his attention and found Chief of Staff Rusty. After some consultation, the two decided to let the new adjutant around Desai, Captain Mardan, go to the front line to carry out a special mission.

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Chapter completed!