At noon on June 9, 1861 AD, the battlefield on the east bank of the Potomac River...

On the roof of every building in the small town of Poolesville, there is a curious American standing, who is of course a supporter of the Confederacy, a spectator of the war that is about to begin, and of course... a cheerleader who is cheering. Most of them

There are also some from places like Rockville, Germantown and Gaithersburg, Maryland.

They followed the Army of the Potomac all the way from Washington. Most of them were idle and panicked citizens, Washington congressmen, reporters, and celebrities from Maryland. Some of them even brought black slaves with them. At this time, both Washington, the capital of the United States, and Maryland were

There were black slaves, but their number was very small. Most of them were domestic slaves of wealthy families.

Because the U.S. federal government has been bragging about how powerful the federal army is and how vulnerable the Confederate army is in the past two or three months. As a result, optimism is flooding around Washington, and all federal supporters are dreaming of victory and unification.

It is coming soon. And it is obviously very interesting to witness the powerful federal army ravaging the weak Southerners. Therefore, as soon as the news of sending troops spread in Washington, many Americans who wanted to seek excitement followed.

The Army of the Potomac is watching the battle from behind. And the battlefield situation in front of us

, seems to confirm this optimistic mood. The federal troops are coming in a steady stream, some are camped around Poolesville, and some have already set up their posture, preparing to fight the invading Southerners. Two entire divisions

Federal troops, including dozens of cannon and thousands of

The famous cavalry formed a formation on the battlefield with high spirits. However, their opponents only had a mere... There seemed to be less than one person! And there was no strict formation. It was loose and loose. Some people were riding, some were standing, and some were running.

They were running around. At first glance, they looked like a mob!

"What is...what's going on?"

."Didn't you say there was someone? Where are they?"

"Commander, they are squatting in the pit." The person who answered this question was Brigadier General Banks. The two divisions under his command were about to launch the attack. About 16 soldiers were already deployed on the battlefield.

"Squatting in... a pit? Like Europeans?" McDowell frowned, raised his binoculars and looked ahead. He found a lot of stakes wrapped with barbed wire, as well as vague human heads on the horizon.

Shaking. "Where are their cannons? Why didn't I see the cannons?"

"I don't know." Brigadier General Banks shook his head, "They don't seem to be carrying... cannons."

"Without a cannon? How is that possible?" McDowell shook his head repeatedly, "Did they also move the cannon into the pit?"

"No way...it's only been ten hours, how many big holes can they dig?"

McDowell nodded. "That's right...what are these Southern guys doing? Do they really not know how to fight? By the way, find out who their commander is?"

"It's Beauregard. Jackson seems to be here too..."

"They are all quite smart, they don't look like fools!"

"I heard that there are also some legal advisers."

"...This name sounds familiar. I seem to have heard it somewhere."

"The author of the book "Defense is Everything" said in the book that the world's military has now undergone a revolution, and offense is no longer a meaningful action. Defense is the best choice. He also suggested that France should strengthen defense on its eastern border.

Build a long line of defense, consisting of trenches, barbed wire and concrete fortresses. Then you can sit back and relax...at least there won't be any problems within the year."

"It's him!" McDowell laughed loudly. "I heard that the French community is in a quarrel over this man. Everyone thinks that this old man's ideas are too weird and he must be an old fool. Maybe. Today's Southern man's

The deployment was his idea, right?”…

Brigadier General Banks shrugged, "Whether this old man is confused or not, we will find out soon."

McDowell nodded and waved his hand: "Okay, let our boys start the attack and let the Southerners know what real war is!"

…

"Boom boom boom..."

The cannons of the Federal Army began to roar. They were all 1-pound cannons, imitations of the French M187 1-pound field cannon. This cannon was the most practical smoothbore cannon after rifled guns became popular. The range of the cannon barely exceeded that of rifled guns.

It also has strong maneuverability and... fierce firepower. Well, it is very fierce for opponents who are queuing to kill. However, this kind of artillery poses no threat to opponents squatting in pits.

Lao Pierre and Chen Yucheng did not squat in the pit, but a few yards behind their own trench, already outside the effective range of the Napoleon cannon. The Beauregard headquarters was also placed in this position. They braved the constant flying of artillery shells to direct themselves.

troops fighting.

"Brigadier general, let the artillery continue to hide, and don't fire the machine guns." Old Pierre, who was sitting on the horse, said to Beauregard while holding up the telescope. Looking through the telescope, there were about more than one person wearing a blue military uniform.

The Northern Army has formed a horizontal formation and will probably attack soon.

He did not put down the telescope and continued: "We can't beat them too badly now... It's just a test now, the real attack hasn't started yet, but we can't scare the Yankees away!"

The meaningless bombardment finally stopped. The three horizontal formations of the Northern Army slowly moved forward to the accompaniment of drum beats, just like the era of muskets. There were still some skirmishers walking in front of the horizontal formations.

, they used Jason rifles. They took a few steps and then stopped to fire a few shots, trying to suppress the Confederate troops in the trenches with firepower.

It's really outdated... It's a pity that the North can't always be so outdated. They will wake up when this battle is over. In 6 months at most, they will fight like the Ming Dynasty and the French Army. If they can't do everything before then

If the North may be weakened, it may be difficult for the South to hold on to the end...

The infantry of the 1st Virginia Division commanded by Jackson also opened fire. At first, because the distance was still far, only veterans with better marksmanship were shooting, and the gunfire was a little sparse. However, people kept falling in the Northern Army's horizontal formation, almost two people.

Three gunshots can knock down a Union soldier!

However, these Yankees were indeed brave. They still maintained their formation and pushed towards the Confederate position at a walking pace. Soon the team was close to the first barbed wire fence of the Confederacy, and when the brave Northern skirmishers used a vise to

As they began to destroy the barbed wire fence, their brigade also began to fight back with volleys of guns. The Confederate army's firepower also suddenly increased, and countless Jason rifles were set up. As the officers "all - shoot!"

The voice of the command. Rows of large and small fires suddenly flashed across the trench line of the Confederate army! The soldiers of the Confederate army blocked in front of the barbed wire were cut down piece by piece like wheat. The screams could not be heard.

There was a suppressed roar, and people fell everywhere. However, these Yankees also had a fierce spirit. Although they were knocked down in rows, they still refused to retreat! Under the command of the officer, they fought back with volleys of guns.

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Behind the federal army's front line, both the crowd watching and the general commanding could not help but take a breath when they saw this scene. Looking out through the various types of telescopes in their hands, they could only see the officers and soldiers of the federal army.

Everyone fell down, and the number of casualties was too high to be estimated!

McDowell finally put down the telescope and said calmly: "Let our young man retreat first."

Brigadier General Banks waved his hand and shouted loudly: "Retreat!" Then a long trumpet sounded, and the federal officers and soldiers on the front line who were still alive retreated like a tide.

"Commander, what do you think?" Banks looked at the retreating troops and asked in a low voice with the same calm tone.
Chapter completed!