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Make France Great Again - Chapter 486

Published at 16th of January 2023 05:49:56 AM


Chapter 486: Come attack! Come to cheat! is this okay?

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Driven by gunpowder, the icy round-headed Minet bullet became scorching hot, and flew out of the barrel of the gun at a speed unpredictable by the naked eye, flying towards the chest of the Russian Empire soldier.

The carrier's powerful kinetic energy and thermal bullets ripped open the green military uniform almost in an instant, and had intimate contact with the fiery body of the Russian soldier. The poor carbon-based creature was powerless to stop the high-speed rotating bullet.

When the bullet tore apart and smashed the human epidermis, although its speed direction changed to a certain extent, it still entered the dermis in an unstoppable manner, and the pressure wave caused by the cavity effect was also formed, just like Like throwing a stone into a calm pond, the bodily fluids in the dermis will transmit the impact force to the outside, and the initial wound will gradually expand and form around under the action of the pressure wave. Muscles, internal organs, blood vessels, Even nerves become irreversible damage under this shock, and even bones that were not directly hit are broken under the action of this pressure wave.

Scarlet blood flowed from the wound, and after screaming, hundreds of Russian soldiers fell directly.

The surviving Russian soldiers saw a trace of fear in their eyes after seeing their companions in such a miserable state.

For a moment, they wanted to turn around immediately and flee the battlefield, but they knew that their commander would not let them escape like this, and there must be a battle supervision unit behind them to supervise their every move. Once they found signs of evacuating the scene without permission, these members would shoot them mercilessly.

And even if they can successfully escape the bullets of the supervising team and withdraw from the battlefield, and then they can escape to the army, they still have to return to the army, and the Russian army's punishment for fleeing the battlefield without authorization is much more terrible than if they died in battle here.

Under the dual pressure of war supervision and military law, these Russian soldiers could only bite the bullet and rush forward. As long as they could rush to the barbed wire and break the barbed wire, they would be able to fight to the death with those guys in the trenches.

The Russian Empire soldier gritted his teeth, his face showing a hideous color.

90, 85, 80...

As the barbed wire got closer and closer to the Russian soldiers, the expressions of the Russian soldiers became more and more hideous.

At the same time, three artillery companies about one kilometer away from the barbed wire were also calibrated.

Each artillery company, under the order of its artillery company commander, fired at the coalition forces' positions.

"Fire!"

More than 20 grenades smashed into the vicinity of the trenches. Major General Conrobel hurriedly ordered the soldiers in the trenches to squat down. The grenades smashed around the trenches, raising a lot of dust, making the entire battlefield hazy. The uniforms of the coalition troops Also stained with dust.

Fortunately, more than 20 grenades did not cause any damage to the coalition troops.

The Russian artillery, which relies on the hand to shoot, is obviously still unable to compare with the French artillery that is guided by systematic theoretical knowledge.

However, the artillery attack was not useless, at least buying some time for the soldiers of the Russian Empire.

When the coalition forces reacted, the soldiers of the Russian Empire were already beside the barbed wire, and the engineers mixed with the Russian soldiers took out their pliers and began to clean the barbed wire one by one.

In order to cover the movement of the engineers, the surrounding Russian Imperial soldiers also stood in place and shot at the coalition troops in the trenches.

Since the distance between the two was less than 200 meters, Russian soldiers with muskets also suffered casualties to the coalition troops, and a few coalition troops were hit by bullets from the muskets.

"Fire, don't stop!" Major General Conrobel gave the order to the coalition forces again.

The Juaff Regiment, the Scottish Musketeer Regiment, the Sardinian Chasseur Regiment, and the Ottoman Infantry Regiment began to fire at the other end of the barbed wire for the second round, and a few sharp-minded soldiers aimed specifically at the Engineers.

The engineer who was responsible for cutting the barbed wire was directly killed, and the second round of shooting claimed more than 1,000 lives.

Just when the morale of the Russian soldiers was once again at risk of being shaken, the second round of the artillery company's attack followed.

The positions of the coalition forces were once again hit, and the dust and gunpowder smoke from the gunpowder that had not been fully burned interfered with the firing of the coalition forces.

This gave the Imperial Russian Army a moment of respite, and the Imperial Russian Army was able to adjust its state in a moment.

Remaining in the trenches, Major General Conrobel frowned, looked at the artillery unit in the distance, and then glanced at the pocket watch in his hand and muttered softly, "It's time to come!"

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"That's right, that's what it is!" Brigadier General Orlov, who was unaware of his own situation in the distance, said excitedly as he looked at the grenades that kept hitting the trenches with his binoculars.

"Master, should we retreat!" The two brigade commanders next to Brigadier General Orlov continued to persuade him.

"Withdraw? Why withdraw!" Brigadier General Little Orlov's brigade commander, who was displeased and persuaded, scolded: "Now that our army is at the most critical time, you actually asked me, the division commander, to withdraw to the rear. !"

The two brigade commanders looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

No one can persuade a superior officer!

While Brigadier General Orlov was engrossed in watching the battle around the barbed wire, in the bushes flanking the Polish 1st Division, a cavalry unit of several hundred Basbozuk cavalry was at their commander. The seventy-year-old "Kurdish saint" Fatima Khanum prepares to raid the artillery units of the Russian Empire.

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This is the plan that General Conrobel discussed with Jerome Patterson, Brigadier General Bazin and others.

Make full use of the excellent mobility and guerrilla ability of Bashi Bozuk, let them lurk in the bushes in advance, raid the artillery position, and achieve the result of annihilating the artillery company.

In order to let the artillery troops relax their vigilance, the Bashi Pozuk soldiers stood still before two rounds of artillery fire.

After the two rounds of shelling, all the soldiers of the Russian Empire were bound to be around the barbed wire.

At that time, it was time for Bashpozuk to hunt down the artillery units. Now that the second round of artillery bombardment has passed, it is time for the Bashpozuk cavalry to be dispatched.

I saw Fatima Hanum, holding a Turkish machete in his left hand, and holding a *** battle flag in his right hand, shouting loudly: "Thank you to God!"

The surrounding Bashpozuk cavalry also invariably shouted in different languages, "God bless!" "Thanks to God" and the like!

Under the leadership of Fatima Hanum, several hundred cavalry troops rushed out of the bushes and charged in the direction of the artillery units, like an unstoppable tornado, vowing to destroy everything in front of them. destroy.

For a time, the whole earth began to tremble slightly. Brigadier General Orlov, who heard the movement in the distance, followed the sound and looked over. He saw the cavalry unit led by Fatima Hanum was moving towards The camp they were in rushed over, and their purpose was temporarily artillery.

"God!" A strong sense of dizziness poured into Brigadier General Orlov's mind, and he hurriedly said to the two brigade commanders beside him, "Go back to defense!"

Seeing this, the two brigade commanders did not hesitate to lead the infantry unit that had not yet entered the battle back, trying to rescue the cavalry as much as possible.

Just the next second after the two brigade commanders left Brigadier General Orlov Jr., a bullet was fired from the camp of the coalition troops, and its target was Brigadier General Orlov Jr.

The scorching Mignet projectile crossed a distance of more than 500 meters and came to the side of Little Orlov, because the terrain of the coalition troops was high, so. This bullet from high to low shattered the jawbone of Brigadier General Orlov's right cheek, spun through the upper jaw and tongue, and finally shot to the ground after a large hole in his lower jaw cheek.

Poor little Brigadier General Orlov died immediately without uttering a final last word.

With just a "pop" sound, Brigadier General Orlov's body fell heavily to the ground.

The two brigade commanders who heard the movement hurriedly turned around and took a look, but it was too late.

"Commander!" The two brigade commanders who had suddenly changed could not help shouting Brigadier General Orlov. The next second, four Miner bullets were fired from the coalition troops again and hit the two brigade commanders. body.

The two brigade commanders also died here along with their division commanders. After losing the division commander and the brigade commander, the Russian Imperial Army, which was in an offensive state, lost morale immediately.

"Run!"

There was a shout from nowhere, and the middle and low-level commanders and soldiers of the Russian Empire, including the regiment commander, started frantically turning around and retreating without realizing it. What a foolish act to hand over your back to coalition forces.

A stampede caused by the retreat also occurred, and Major General Conrobel, who faced such a situation, immediately issued an order for free fire of all staff.

Faced with live targets with their backs facing them, even a gunman with poor shooting skills can kill one by luck.

More than 2,000 Imperial Russian soldiers were killed by coalition forces for their hasty retreat.

On the other hand, several hundred Bashpozuk cavalry also successfully completed the task.

The cavalry who rushed to the artillery camp slashed the opponent's body with the saber in their hands before the artillery unit could react.

After the saber cut into the human body, there was a slight "pop" sound, blood flowed as the saber was pulled out of the body, and the Russian artillerymen fell to the ground with a miserable cry.

The cavalry who killed one artilleryman did not hesitate to aim at the next artilleryman, and dropped his knife. Another fresh life was taken away by the cavalry.

After charging the only three artillery units into the slaughter, the Bashpozuk cavalry turned their attention to the fleeing Russian infantry.

At this time, by virtue of their powerful mobility~www.novelhall.com~, they became the gods of death on the battlefield, mercilessly harvesting one infantry after another.

Only the fleeing Russian soldiers didn't want them to confront them head-on. In their hearts, they didn't need to outperform the Bashpozuk cavalry, as long as they could outperform their opponents.

So, an even more magical scene was loud on the battlefield of Silistra, hundreds of Bashpozuk soldiers chased thousands of Russian soldiers wantonly massacre, not a single Russian soldier turned a hundred people to fight Bash The Bozuk cavalry, every one of them wants to get out of here as soon as possible.

Blood dripped from Bashpozuk's saber, and the Bashpozuk cavalry seemed to wave the saber tirelessly.

Until the arrival of the Cossack cavalry, the Bashpozuk cavalry, who knew they were invincible, could only withdraw from the battlefield.

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