Solovyov in Tsarist Russia 1796

The sound of the explosion will naturally attract attention. Arkady also knows that there should be two more explosions later. He has also sent out scouts to take care of the direction of Lom.

When Solovyov heard it, he knew that Arkady needed to move first this time. After the explosion of the ammunition depot, at least one of the other two explosions would be successful.

"Karl, let the Selenge Regiment and the Yakut Regiment move. If the messenger does not delay things like Christian, there will be results soon. It is rare that the reeds here are so high that they are enough to hide our infantry, but it is not good to put cavalry here."

The Turkish army is still attacking the front. Their several attacks on the grenadiers were not successful, and they left a lot of corpses. In this case, morale will definitely be frustrated.

A flank attack is a good blow, especially when the front is so narrow. The only problem is whether the Turks will turn around and whether Mustafa Bey will use the width of the battlefield to make a desperate battle.

However, given the organization of the Turkish army, this is still difficult.

After the hidden artillery was pushed out, it began to fire at the Turkish army in front. Two divisions plus the cavalry artillery company with the cavalry regiment, 150 artillery pieces may be the lower limit.

Such fierce firepower, whether it is solid bullets or grenades, also caused huge casualties among the Turkish army.

Especially a 12-pound artillery company of the 9th Division, their range can cover the enemies seen in front, and cause casualties in a huge fan.

When Arkady came to this artillery company, the company commander was still looking ahead with a telescope.

"Captain, how's the fighting going?"

"Your Excellency, this round of artillery fire was very accurate, but there are some big fish ahead, maybe our company can come and make a move."

He said this when he returned the salute, and Arkady nodded, and then replied: "You can do this, but what is your basis?"

"Your Excellency, if you look ahead, there are several very gorgeous tents."

"Then fire all the shells, I am looking forward to your results."

Arkady also saw that there were several gorgeous tents, according to the Turkish custom, maybe they were the big tents of some big shots.

It is true that some Baiyi masters would bring their harem and servants with them when they traveled. Women might be left behind during the war, but according to Turkish custom, there were always some pretty servants.

Besides, Turkish men might be tall and mighty when they grow up, but when they are still little boys.

Arkady personally used a monocular telescope to look at the direction in which the artillery commander was preparing to shoot. After he adjusted the muzzle, a series of shells spit out from his barrel.

"Well done, it looks like the first shot hit the tent."

Mustafa Bey, he was sitting cross-legged in the tent, listening to the report of an officer who came back from the front, and he didn't know that danger was coming.

In addition to the resistance of the grenadiers, they also mentioned the cannons that suddenly appeared from the flanks of the Russian army.

"Where did they get so many artillerymen?"

"Sir, the Russians probably have the most artillerymen, and their artillery firepower is even stronger than the French, but..."

Before he finished speaking, a 12-pound solid bullet came in, tearing a hole in the tent and hitting his left shoulder directly, destroying the man's upper body, and the tent was immediately bloody.

This shell also hit one of Mustafa Bey's black slaves. Although there is no need to worry about the castration after the shell hit, this man is afraid that he will not survive.

Another shell passed through the door, smashed a guard's head, and even demolished the door of the tent.

After such a scene, Mustafa Bey immediately lost his lofty majesty, and now his panic is no less than those panicked guys before.

The person who was supposed to report to him is now nowhere to be found, and the shells that fell in the camp one after another have obviously played a significant role.

The solid bullets can't kill many people, but the deterrent effect is still great.

Mustafa Bey got out of the hole behind the tent and wanted to change horses.

This operation is far worse than that of the old slave.

After all, Yuan Chonghuan only injured the old slave in Ningyuan, and the one who was really crushed was a Bayala commander. The battle report may not be wrong, but the report was biased, and this is responsible.

If he wants to run away, he doesn't even look at the current battlefield situation, and doesn't care about what his men want to do.

It was his personal soldier who pulled his horse's head to stop him from running away.

"You bastard, why are you holding my horse?"

"Master, you can't run now. If you lose the battle, you will definitely be beheaded by His Majesty the Sultan."

Speaking of which, Sultan Mahmud is quite tolerant of Pasha and Bey who lost on the battlefield, and many of them have the opportunity to be re-employed.

But if he runs away, there is nothing to say. Even a minor crime may be sentenced to a felony. If he runs away after being beaten for a while, his entire family will be killed in Constantinople. That may be the mercy of His Majesty the Sultan.

After he reacted, he knew that it was better not to run at this time, so he barely "calmed down" and put on the posture of a big man giving orders.

But even if he behaved normally, he could not deal with the two Russian divisions launching counterattacks from the flanks.

Moreover, there were two violent explosions on the bridge in Lom. Although the bridge was not completely blown up, it was impossible for the army to pass.

Based on this situation, Arkady quickly sent troops to continue the attack. The main goal was to seize several Turkish camps near the town of Lom, which was considered to strangle them.

The Turkish soldiers resisted, but they only had a brute force. It was not so easy to resist.

The attack launched by the Russian army was very fierce. The infantry advanced very quickly. After a brief exchange of fire, they charged with bayonets.

For the Turkish army, hand-to-hand combat was their strong point, but the Russians were not bad in this aspect. The difference was the organization of the Turks.

When the Russian army came in formation, the Turks rushed over in a scattered manner, and naturally they were blocked by the Russian bayonets. In the hand-to-hand combat, the European army would try to maintain the formation, unlike the Turks who fought alone.

Some unfortunate guys rushed in, and were only stabbed with a lot of holes by the Russians in the last three rows with bayonets in the gap behind the first three rows of Russians.

Always being stabbed is also a kind of total stabbing. Although there are many desperate Turkish soldiers, they will not attack so mindlessly, and they were driven out of the two small camps in front by the Russians.

At this time, the Russian dragoons also arrived. Although many cavalry regiments in the dragoons have always performed poorly against the Turkish army, the Turkish army’s arrangement is cavalry in front and infantry in the back, so there is no need to worry about this.

To deal with the chaotic Turkish infantry, the cavalry also rushed over directly, causing greater chaos in the Turkish camp.

In this way, people and horses will be trampled, whether they are trampled by the Russian horses or by each other, and many people will die.

No one could have imagined that such a battle might turn into a large-scale stampede.

As for Arkady himself, when he rode close to the front line, he also discovered this chaotic situation.

But the goal has been achieved, and the messenger he sent back quickly passed the news to Solovyov.

"Sir, the prince has launched an attack on the Turks and captured two military camps. Now we can use our artillery to shoot at the Turkish troops on the road."

"Very good, the prince should use artillery to block the road as much as possible, and we must cut off the enemy's retreat today."

"Yes!"

When the messenger rode back quickly, Solovyov's eyes revealed seriousness.

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"Karl, it looks like we should take action."

"Should we attack directly?"

"Four regiments will push forward together. After the infantry crosses the river, the grenadiers will launch a counterattack. This battle looks very lively, but the enemy is full of flaws. It is hard to be happy even if we win."

After all, the biggest opponent in the future is still the French.

"Don't be like this. I think it's already very good. It is very helpful for some new infantry regiments to form combat effectiveness. Didn't you bring a few this time?"

Clausewitz said so, and Solovyov also laughed.

"You are right, but in such a battle, it is to make the recruits more courageous. The first thing they have to learn is not to be afraid."

From the encounter of a few people to the confrontation of tens of thousands of people now, Solovyov has probably experienced every level. He is quite confident about this. If he still can't beat the Turks, he might as well retire and go home to hug his children.

For the Turks, the situation is not optimistic. With the bridges in Lom City destroyed and the roads cut off, they have to escape through some places, and they may also have to rely on luck.

This is probably what Solovyov is more worried about. For this reason, he has asked Arkady and Uvarov to withdraw the grenadier companies from their infantry regiments and form two joint grenadier regiments near the high ground where Arkady's headquarters was originally located. If the Turks want to escape by another route, this place is probably more suitable.

As long as the high ground with an elevation of 144 is in the hands of the Russian army, this pocket can be gradually compressed in the end, and even the Turks can be driven into the river.

It is reasonable to drive them into the river, but this is not very friendly to the enemy.

If they choose to shrink into a ball, this ending will probably be even worse, and they will only be torn to pieces by the Russian artillery and bayonets.

On the position of the Grenadier Division, the Turkish troops who were still attacking the Russian position two hours ago are no longer actively attacking. Not only are they under greater threat from the side, but their own retreat has been cut off.

At this time, there is probably no such thing as risking one's life to survive. The Turks still need to collect some "faith points" from Imani. They can fight with superstition and fanaticism, but the premise is that the opponent is weak enough.

A typical example is probably the combat effectiveness of the Timurid Empire in the middle and late stages, which was completely supported by the garbage soldiers raised by faith. Under such circumstances, it would be unfair not to lose the war.

This cycle probably exists in the Middle East all the way to Transoxiana, but the situation of the Turks in the Near East and the Balkans is different. In short, it doesn't seem so

If they can be considered devout Orthodox Christians, it's better to believe in the Baghdad thieves or the Sultan's executioners.

The collapse of the Turkish army is probably just a matter of time.

But Solovyov didn't calculate how many days the battle would last.

So far, he didn't know the number of enemies very well. He just knew that the number of Turkish troops was at least 20,000 more than his own, and the entire battlefield was too long, so he could only make an estimate for a while.

It could be 55,000 or 60,000, but the number was too much to scare himself. What if he couldn't eat it all?

Ahmed Pasha didn't know that these people didn't follow his deployment, and his Russian enemies didn't play by the rules. At this time, they were still organizing defenses in the rear, and they couldn't let Kamensky reach the heart of Thrace easily.

After all, his side was the focus of the Ottoman Empire's defense, and a series of fortresses were not easy to bite from both directions.

Soon, it was the night of the second day of the battle. This time, Solovyov couldn't sleep because of the unknown number of enemies.

"Ah, if counting sheep can solve this problem, it would be great, but even if I count, I probably won't fall asleep."

"Master, if you want to sleep"

"Mikhelima, don't worry about me, go to bed."

But this girl, her identity is really a maid after all, unlike Adela who came to be raised as a sister.

"No, master, I think I can share your burden."

Speaking of which, the child's personality is also unpredictable, as for her sitting in front of her camp bed in pajamas.

Her eyes are too big, and such big eyes of Kazilan stared at her, which seemed to make her even more unable to sleep.

"Girl, your eyes are beautiful, but now sitting in front of my bed, it looks... Anyway, you should go to bed. If you are here, I may not be able to sleep."

Mihlima was still reluctant to leave, but she took her scarf and put it in Solovyov's hand.

"My tribesman, if you feel you can't sleep, it might be helpful to cover your eyes with my veil, but don't tie it too tight."

What a delicate little tulip, but a little precocious.