Marvel's I am a saber-toothed tiger

Chapter 25 Journey of a Thousand Miles
The meditation was interrupted. Victor took the telegram handed over by Adjutant Tom: He was asked to assemble his troops immediately, and under the leadership of General Sheard, he was ready to set off for Richmond.

"Our snail buck finally gave up?"

"Yes, according to reliable information, Jackson and his troops have already returned to Richmond by train, so we must rush to Richmond immediately to support General McClellan."

"Then let's go!"

As he spoke, Victor put on the red military cap that was originally placed on the table. In an instant, his demeanor changed from calm to sharp, and 'Sabretooth' showed his fangs.

Just as Victor was preparing to go to Richmond, 'Stonewall' Jackson had already completed the first stage of his second legendary battle.

When General Buck was dawdling in the Shan'an Road Valley, he left General Uwell who came to support him, and marched westward alone, arriving at Stanton.

Here, Johnson, who held his ground, gathered.Without repairs, Jackson ordered the entire army to advance 25 miles straight to the camp of the Union Army's Fremont Pioneer Brigade.

The brigade was led by General Murray of the Federal Army. After learning the news of the arrival of Jackson's army, he decisively ordered: attack.

In the early days of the civil war, everyone's command level was still at the amateur level, which was a typical operation where a wave of soldiers A passed, and whoever died first would lose.

And our General Murray is such a commander. When the enemy was outnumbered, he did not adopt a strategy of sticking to it. Instead, he bravely attacked the enemy who was several times his own size (A circled the mobilized soldiers and passed ), which kicked off the defeat of the Northern Army in the valley (if you don't die, whoever dies).

Taking advantage of the heavy rain, he raided Jackson's troops who were marching. Jackson had to rush to fight. The soldiers of the Southern Army who didn't have much actual combat experience were in a mess, but the soldiers of the Northern Army who attacked were not much better.

"Don't be chaotic! Listen to my command! Dense formation! Push forward as a whole! Take the commanding heights! If anyone retreats! I will shoot him! If I retreat! You can shoot me too! Stonewall will never retreat! The alliance marches forward!"

While Jackson's voice resounded throughout the canyon in the heavy rain, it also inspired the momentum of the Southern Army. The two sides fought a bloody battle to seize the commanding heights.

Although Jackson has an advantage in numbers, the narrow terrain allows him to invest only more than 4000 people under his command at most, and the more than 2000 people led by Johnson can only stand in the distance as melon-eaters.

Although Murray had the right time and place, there is a saying that everything depends on man's effort. He still couldn't beat Jackson, and the "iron head" hit the "stone wall" and his head was broken.

Jackson paid the price of 500 people to completely defeat General Murray's vanguard brigade. Although Murray only lost more than 250 people, he turned all the way and did not stop until he joined Fremont's main force.

Jackson, who repelled General Murray, only had time to clean up the battlefield before calling for the commander of the friendly army who was eating melons in the distance: Johnson.

"Assemble the troops immediately, we are going back to Shan'an Dao Valley, it's time to teach that old fellow Buck a profound lesson."

In this way, Johnson joined Jackson's command, and Jackson, whose troops had been expanded, started a long-distance attack again. He wanted to bite Buck's tail before he withdrew to Winchester.

While Jackson was about to bash Buck, Victor and the boys from Brooklyn's No. 14 militia were fighting the Confederates at Seven Pines, just outside Richmond.

"Kill these bloody southerners!"

Under the leadership of Victor, the boys of Brooklyn No.14 militia fought a bloody melee in the mud with the Southern Army who came to attack.

The terrain here is mostly forests and swamps, and the commander of the federal army has a big brain to deploy the two wings of the troops on both sides of the Chicka Harmony River.

The river also adjoins marshland at its best, and heavy rains in May have turned it into a rushing rapids.A few days ago, a torrential downpour threatened to wash away the four bridges that were the only means of communication between the two armies of the Federation.

The rising flood has submerged 20 centimeters of the bridge deck, and these four bridges, which can be called the lifeline of the Federal Army, are in jeopardy.

Johnston, the commander of the Confederate Army, seized this golden opportunity, invested two-thirds of his troops, and launched a fierce attack on the right flank of the Northern Army.

However, limited by the times and various other reasons, his orders were given verbally. Johnston's battle plan required three divisions to march in three different directions.It was too complicated for his inexperienced, understaffed staff to master.

Some of the attacking troops went the wrong way, and some got entangled with friendly troops.As a result, the attack that was supposed to be launched at dawn dragged on until the afternoon, and people joined the battle sporadically, like refueling.

The No.14 militia regiment in Brooklyn, where Victor belonged, was also one of the targets of the Southern Army's attack. At that time, they were attacked by the Southern Army not long after they had lunch.

Under Victor's leadership, the Confederates' tentative attack was quickly repulsed, but the ensuing formal attack put the Brooklyn No. 14 Militia Regiment into a bitter fight.

Victor held a captured Confederate rifle in his hand, and stabbed the Confederate soldiers who rushed up one after another.

The military cap he was wearing had long since disappeared, the gray-blue jacket on his body had long since turned into a beggar's attire, and the scarlet woolen trousers were also stained with mud and blood.

"Hold on! Our reinforcements will be here soon! For the Federation!"

At this time, only Victor himself can make such a cry, and the other boys have already fallen into numbness.

Numbly firing, numbly killing the Confederate soldiers rushing forward, or numbly being killed, the reason why they haven't collapsed is simple: the burly man with a head of blond hair nicknamed Saber-Toothed Tiger is still on the battlefield.

He is like a flag, a pole, he stands there, still fighting, then the soldiers of M Company and other Brooklyn No.14 militia regiments will not step back, the enemy can kill them, but they will not take a step back.

At the end of the fight, Victor's eyes had turned blood red, and his methods were no longer limited to using command knives and rifle bayonets.

He was like an enraged saber-toothed tiger, rampaging on the battlefield.Everything he held in his hands could be used as a weapon to deal a fatal blow to Confederate soldiers.

At one point, seven or eight Confederate soldiers jumped on him bravely, tried to overwhelm him, and then killed him.

However, Victor's sharp claws tore the body apart and broke free. In the end, these Southern Army soldiers died under Victor's sharp claws.Victor found more and more that any weapon could not be used more smoothly than his own sharp claws.

In the face of his strength of up to 25 tons, the soldiers of the Confederate Army who were hit by him flew in mid-air like being hit by a train and died, and when they landed, they might also take the lives of several friendly soldiers.

This time, Victor's allies did not disappoint him.The Second Corps of the Army of the Potomac, led by General Edwin Sumner, quickly joined the battle.

General Edwin Sumner was a veteran who had experienced 42 years of military service before the Civil War and had his skin stabbed. Although the bridge was knee-deep in water, the stubborn old "Bull" Sumner was still resolute. Resolutely led the army to forcibly cross the Chicka Harmony River.

Eventually he got his entire force, including artillery, across the Chicka Harmony, and his vanguard quickly joined the field, counterattacking the Confederates and halting their advance at dusk.

There was a small episode in the middle, that is, when Sumner led the army to support, Johnson, the supreme commander of the Confederate Army, also ran to the forward position to inspect.

He also deserved his bad luck. At that time, the Southern Army in the position of the Brooklyn No.14 Militia Regiment had been basically repelled. Victor was holding a new rifle supported by friendly troops to chase the 'rat'.

I saw a person who seemed to be a senior officer coming up from the opposite position. This was judged from the fact that there was a circle of officers around him.

Based on the principle that he would not die if he shot a single shot, and he might win a big prize if he hit it, Victor decisively completed the two actions of aiming and firing within one second.

Then he snatched the rifle from the passing adjutant Tom, and fired another shot while it was hot. The two bullets hit Johnston's arm and chest successively.

He fell to the ground at that time, and blood soon stained his entire upper body red. The panicked Confederate Army had to quickly put their supreme commander on a stretcher and send him to the rear hospital for treatment.

Johnston's serious injury greatly affected the morale and offensive strength of the Confederate Army, and federal reinforcements had arrived.The Confederate attack the next day looked to Victor like a herd of sheep attacking tigers.

The opponent's attack collapsed at the touch of a button. After the southern army commander in charge of the attack was cut by Victor, the morale of the entire army completely collapsed.

The Brooklyn No.14 Militia Regiment, headed by Victor's M Company, launched a counter-charge. The Southern Army who fled in a hurry suffered heavy losses, and many wounded soldiers even drowned in the swamp.

The desperate cries they uttered before drowning could no longer arouse the sympathy of the federal army. These people who were supposed to be robes finally went further and further on the road of hatred and fighting.

After the war, Victor looked at the battlefield full of corpses, but he didn't feel the slightest discomfort. That's right, after all, he had a killing side in his nature.

But he didn't feel excited either. Killing these ordinary soldiers didn't feel much to him anymore. He just killed because of different camps, not looking for excitement. Perhaps only the strong can arouse his fighting spirit.

Victor was not intimidated by the bloody battle in front of him. Of course, he couldn't be intimidated either, but one person was.

That is the supreme commander of the Northern Army: McClellan, he looked at the bloody corpses of the soldiers, and the smoky battlefield full of corpses.

He almost lost his fighting spirit. He even wrote in his diary that day: "The price we paid was so heavy that such a victory is not attractive."

Just as Victor and the boys from Brooklyn finally won with difficulty, 'Stonewall' Jackson in the far valley of Shan'an Road also launched a fatal attack on Old Buck.
　First of all, I would like to thank the three book friends of Shuo Shuo, Golden Shadow 0011, and Starry Sky of the Gods for their rewards, and then continue to ask for recommendations and collections.For this chapter, I tried to write the war and Victor’s personal description together to create a sense of integration and let the protagonist really feel like participating in the war instead of reading a history book.If you have any comments, you can raise them more, and I will continue to improve.After all, the growth of the protagonist needs to be shaped by experience. As for the plot of Uncle Wolf, it will happen soon after the civil war, hehehe, no more spoilers
　　
　
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