Human Bullets: A Soldier's Story of Port ArthurSakurai, Tadayoshi
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Human Bullets: A Soldier's Story of Port Arthur
Sakurai, Tadayoshi
Lüshun (China) -- History -- Siege, 1904-1905
As was said before, our artillery fire began to take effect toward
evening. Whereupon our detachment began to advance as had been
previously planned. The rain fell more and more heavily, and the narrow
paths became mud-holes. We marched with great difficulty knee-deep in
water and mud. The enemy’s battery on Taku-shan was not silenced or
weakened as we had supposed. As soon as they discovered us marching
through the rain and smoke, they resumed their firing with fresh vigor.
When we reached the river, the muddy water was overrunning its banks,
and we did not know how deep it was. The enemy, taking advantage of
the heavy rain, had dammed the stream below, and was trying to impede
our march by this inundation. However brave we might be, we could not
help hesitating before this unexpected ally of the Russians. Should we
brave the water, we might merely drown, instead of dying by the enemy’s
projectiles. But behold! a forlorn hope of our engineers jumped into
the dark flood and broke the dam; very soon the water subsided and the
infantry could cross the river. Our whole force jumped into the water
and waded. Instead of being drowned, many were killed in the stream
by the enemy’s fire; their dead bodies were strewn so thick that they
formed almost a bridge across the river.
At last we reached the foot of Taku-shan, but we had then to break the
wire-entanglements and run the risk of stepping on mines. One danger
over, others were awaiting us! This was not, however, the time or
place to hesitate; we began to clamber over rocks and scale precipices.
Pitch darkness and violent rain increased our difficulties. The pouring
rain and the crossing of the river had wet us through and through, yet
we could not exercise our muscles freely to promote the circulation of
blood. Moreover, as we came nearer and nearer the Russian trenches,
they poured shrapnel bullets upon our heads, or hurled stones and beams
upon us, so that the difficulty of pushing forward was very great. A
neighboring detachment had already approached the skirmish-trenches
which formed a horseshoe half-way up on the side of the mountain.
Meanwhile our detachment was busy making firm footholds in the rocks
on the mountain-side, preparing for an early opportunity of trying a
night assault. But the enemy with search-light and star-shells worked
so hard to impede progress, that the night surprise was given up as an
impossibility. Accordingly we planned an attack at early dawn instead;
we had now to wait, facing each other and the enemy, exposed to the
rain, which continued to fall without intermission.
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