My Italy

Chapter 256 Battle of Adrianople (Part 2)

The fighting near Adrianople had been going on for eight days. During these eight days, the Ottoman army launched large-scale attacks one after another.

Every time it looked like the Bulgarian position was about to collapse. It seems that as long as one more attack is launched, it will collapse. However, when they actually attacked again, they discovered that the Bulgarians, who were as invincible as Xiaoqiang, emerged from the trenches again, and among them, the Bulgarian 9th Division who was defending Petertaro was the most tenacious.

Petertaro where the division is stationed is the middle point of the Bulgarian defense line. As long as the Ottomans take this place, the Bulgarian position will be divided into two parts. At that time, it will be up to the Ottomans themselves to decide whether to divide and outflank them or defeat them one by one.

Therefore, facing the important point of Peter Tarot, the Ottomans prepared four divisions of troops, took turns to fight against the Ninth Division, and even launched a rare night battle.

However, the Ninth Division was not a vegetarian. Under the leadership of the division commander Colonel Oleg Zotyev, the division gritted its teeth and blocked the opponent's attack.

So the two armies were in Peter Tarot, and the fighting between the two sides never subsided. Wave after wave of soldiers were thrown into it, so that in the next two years, the plants here were much more lush than the surrounding ones.

"Prepare the bayonet!"

The Bulgarian commander guarding the position saw that the enemy was very close to the position, and immediately ordered the officers and soldiers to fix their bayonets. Following his order, the Bulgarian soldiers on the position pulled out their bayonets from their waists and stuck them on their guns, preparing to engage in close combat with the enemy who was approaching the position.

Living up to their expectations, the Ottoman officers and soldiers who finally reached the position also shouted and rushed into the position, and the bloody hand-to-hand combat began.

Hand-to-hand combat is no different from others. It is a test of the courage and skills of officers and soldiers, so it does not last long. In about a quarter of an hour, the two sides decided the winner.

As expected, the remaining one-third of the Ottoman officers and soldiers who invaded the position were driven out of the position. No way, the Ottomans are inferior to the Bulgarians who are holding their position in every aspect. Whether it is in terms of courage, hand-to-hand combat skills and coordination, they are inferior to their opponents. The Ottomans who invaded the position did not occupy the number. He has an absolute advantage, so losing is considered normal.

However, although the Ottomans lost, Hamed Riza and others who observed the battlefield situation from a distance were very satisfied. He saw through the telescope that after hand-to-hand fighting, only half of the Bulgarians were still standing on the battlefield.

"Well done, Major General Farner."

Faced with Riza's praise, the commander of the Ottoman 41st Division did not dare to accept it. "This is all because Your Excellency personally visited the front line and made the officers and soldiers break out of the spirit of risking their lives and fighting hard. But it is a pity that it was still a little short of it, otherwise the enemy would be the one who retreated."

Major General Fana's humble words satisfied everyone present. This Major General Fana is capable, which can be seen from the combat effectiveness of his officers and soldiers. It is very good to know that the 41st Division was established in less than four months. It is very good to achieve such results. Although the defenders of the position were too exhausted after continuous fighting, they were able to attack the position and still showed their ability.

No, Sabahuddin, Riza's right-hand man, defended him. "Major General Fana, you don't need to be modest. You have already fought very well. As long as we attack a few more times, it will not be difficult for the position to change hands."

While the Ottoman commander was commenting on the enemy, a young officer rushed over with an anxious look on his face.

The sharp-eyed Sabahdin immediately recognized the person who came. This was Major Dorji from the headquarters. He was mainly responsible for the communication issues of the headquarters.

I saw Major Dorje trotting all the way to Riza and whispering something in his ear. Although I don't know what he said, Riza's expression was good at the beginning, but it immediately turned not so good.

"How many people know this news?"

"It's just me and the dispatcher at the moment."

When other people saw such a scene, they were naturally very curious. But Riza didn't give them a chance to ask questions, so he immediately spoke. "Let's go back first."

Following Riza's words, only Major General Fana and his officers were left in the 41st Division headquarters.

What makes Riza so eager to go back is that the enemy's position will be broken through in just a few days.

After returning to the headquarters in Fort Andrea, Riza sent everyone else away except Sabahuddin, and then asked Major Dorji to report again.

However, compared with Riza, Sabahuddin is not enough.

"What, Lule Burgatz was taken by someone? Who was it?"

No wonder Sabahdin would be surprised, because the city's location is too important. It is at the midway point between Andreasberg and Istanbul. The main road from Istanbul to Andreasberg must pass through here.

Faced with Sabahdin's surprised question, Major Dorji truthfully told the details. "The defenders of Luleburgac were attacked by an Italian division at eight o'clock this morning. A regiment of defenders stationed in the city resisted, but at 11:19, the defenders of the city We sent out news that the city was about to be captured, but then we received no more news from it. In addition, our telegrams with Istanbul were also cut off, and I think the enemy has occupied the city."

After Major Dorje finished his report, Riza spoke. "Didn't the defenders send any troops from the enemy division?"

Faced with Riza's inquiry, Major Dorje shook his head. "There is no telegram in this regard. It is very likely that the division and the others have not investigated clearly yet, and by the time they do, it will be too late to send a report."

Riza and Sabahdin then continued to ask several questions about the occupation of Lule Burgats, and Major Dorji gave truthful answers one by one.

"Okay, you go out first. Don't tell anyone else this news."

Riza, who had finished asking, sent Major Dorji away first.

"As you command, Your Excellency."

After Major Dorje left, Riza's face suddenly fell. "Sabahaddin, do you think the Italians have arrived and are preparing to encircle us?"

Facing the inquiry from the party leader and Al-Shabaab Hope, Sabahuddin realized that this person did not know much about the military. But since I have asked myself, I need to give an answer anyway.

"Your Excellency, it seems that the Italians must have arrived, so we need to prepare to retreat quickly. This battle is no longer possible. It is best for us to retreat to the vicinity of Istanbul and rely on the capital's fortifications to confront the enemy."

But I’m just quitting now, doesn’t it feel like it’s too late?

In Hasaf, less than 35 kilometers away from Adrianople, the coalition troops coming along the Maritsa River can already feel the breath of the Ossians.

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