Struggle in Russia

Vol 3 Chapter 577: Sense of urgency

There was a cannibalistic light in the eyes of the French commander, and it was obvious that this was anxious. Fortunately, he is a proud purebred Frenchman and will never act recklessly.

It’s just that the British obviously don’t have a sense of mercy, and they have unceremoniously used their cynicism skills to the extreme.

At this time, it was the Turk’s turn. As a lubricant or airbag between Britain and France, he had to bite the bullet again to stand up and make a round:

“You two, it’s better for us to focus on fighting right now, what should we do next?”

This question is too bad, neither the British nor the French appreciate it. The British think that the Turks are just a clumsy wall, and the French have a terrible performance and have no self-cultivation before, so why can’t they say a few words. Is it possible that the French is your master, and the one who touches you is a stab?

What do French guys think is focused fighting? Isn’t this a mockery of his unprofessional behavior? It’s just a small setback, what can I do if I don’t know what to do!

“My boy will immediately launch the second round of offensive. The previous ones are just small accidents. The great French army will soon let some people know what it means to never surrender!”

After finishing speaking, the French commander left angrily. Obviously he had received a lot of stimulation. He was going to vent his anger on the poorly-behaved little soldiers. By the way, his soldiers’ hearts would no longer be embarrassing.

The mood of the British is not much better, and the French are the happiest ones who are frustrated in their actions. This not only brought back face, but also made him feel that he had a second chance. As long as it is not difficult to perform well in the future, it will not be difficult to slap the Frenchman in the face again, right?

Both the British and French armies, who were already competing, suffocated a sigh of foul breath, were ready to perform well and then slapped each other severely. So this morning, they did not rush to launch an offensive, but reorganized the troops and prepared to suffocate a big move in the afternoon.

Naturally, this was not what Kornilov and Nasimov could have expected. After they casually repelled the offensive of the British and French forces, although they were also happy, they always felt unfulfilled. And it is also very clear that with the strength of the British and French coalition forces, the casualties at this point are nothing more than mosquito legs.

So after repelling the first round of offensive by the British and French coalition forces, they immediately stepped up their preparations and ordered the troops to continue to fortify their fortifications and prepare for the enemy’s heavy shelling and retaliation, and even bluntly told the front-line troops that the British and French might be next. Will go crazy and be prepared for the hardest.

But from half past nine to twelve o’clock, the enemy on the opposite side didn’t mean to make a comeback at all, which surprised them-the British and French don’t have such gnocchi, right? Just stop playing the family-style offense like this? Right here?

“what happened?”

Kornilov was very puzzled, and Nasimov was not much better, because if he were the British and French coalition forces, he would certainly not be finished like this.

He thought for a while and replied: “Will there be a conspiracy? This may be their trick?”

Kornilov twitched his cheeks and asked, “What trick? Does it paralyze us?”

Yes, this is indeed a bit nonsense, I haven’t heard of using such a terrible performance to paralyze the enemy. They are not fools, no matter how bad the Anglo-French coalition forces behave, they will still go all out to give head-on blows when they attack again.

Just when Kornilov and Nasimov were overwhelmed by their big eyes and small eyes, the adjutant came in and reminded: “General, the enemy is moving!”

Kornilov subconsciously took out his pocket watch and looked at it. It was half past one noon, and then asked: “What’s the situation?”

“The enemy is gathering in a team, as if preparing to attack.”

Kornilov and Nasimov immediately walked out of the cabin, climbed up the observation post of the mainmast together, and looked at the coalition garrison with binoculars.

A large swath of black and heavy, the red British and blue French are indeed assembled in the whole team, the number is only a lot more than in the morning, and the artillery is not idle, and you can vaguely see them popping boxes of blasting out of the box for use.

“Prepare the front-line troops. The enemy will use explosive bombs again. Be prepared. The real battle is about to begin!”

Kornilov and Nasimov agreed that the morning was only a test of the British and French coalition forces. It was very likely to be used to find out their firepower allocation. Therefore, during the intermission, they ordered the troops to be part of the The advanced six-pounder artillery moved the position, and ordered the troops not to pile too many people on the front line, and let the main force enter the preset position after the enemy’s shelling was over.

“These trenches are very useful!” Nasimov said with emotion. “The casualties have been greatly reduced, so that the boys can calmly hide in and open fire.”

“Yes,” Kornilov nodded, “I think these trenches are still too few. If we can connect all the trenches on the first line, it would be no less than building a bastion!”

“Yes,” Nasimov thought for a while and made his own suggestion. “It’s best to dig a trench behind the first line, so that even if our first line is occupied, we still have a second line of defense! ”

The more they talked, the happier they became, and they simply took advantage of the gathering of the British and French forces to discuss tactics. Soon many good ideas for strengthening the line of defense were thought of, but this would cause a lot of trouble for the British, French and Turkish forces.

At the moment of their intense discussion, the artillery of the Anglo-French coalition opened fire, and a shower of bullets slammed around the Russian positions like meteors. The flames and smoke from the explosion once covered the whole area. battlefield.

“This is a waste of money.”

Nasimov was shocked by such a fierce shelling. If it were before, there were no trenches and fortifications, and few people would have survived this kind of shelling.

Kornilov also sighed: “They are richer and more skilled than us… Explosive bombs are nothing to them!”

He had discussed the advantages of Britain and France with Li Xiao before. The industrial capacity of the other party was not comparable to Russia. It was a piece of cake for Russia to find very expensive explosive bombs. As long as they want, they can even use explosive bombs into ordinary solid bombs in the future.

“We must develop industry to catch up, otherwise we will be thrown farther and farther, and we will always be held down by them in the future!”

At this moment, after witnessing the grand occasion of British and French artillery production, Kornilov had to agree with Li Xiao’s conclusion that Russia must no longer be able to live leisurely on the laurels of the past.

We must catch up immediately, otherwise sooner or later we will be ravaged and divided up like Polish foot wipes!

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