Struggle in Russia

"Everyone has it, look to the right!"

"One two one, one two one, let's go together!"

As the drum beat sounded, the gray animals subconsciously followed the company commander's orders and marched forward with their heads held high to the rhythm of the snare drum.

One advantage of arranging in a tight formation is that, except for the first row, most people behind can't see clearly the situation on the other side. Not being able to see the situation can avoid most of the panic. And being side by side makes you feel more or less safe.

Especially as the ranks of the Russian army become more and more concentrated, with more than ten thousand people crowded together, even cowards will have some courage.

Directly behind the Russian column, Paskovich stood on a temporary high platform to observe the battle and said proudly to the left and right: "Did you see it? What a majestic formation! This is what a soldier should look like. What a bunch of people who can’t even stand in line!”

These words seemed to be mocking the Turks and French who were in disarray yesterday, but all the Russian officers knew that Paskovich was referring to Sang Shuhuai, which was a dig at Kornilov and Nassimov, and criticized their navy. Not like a soldier.

These two people had been trying to persuade someone not to organize a dense formation charge yesterday. This suggestion, which was obviously contrary to military tradition, naturally made Paskovich very unhappy. It is said that after the two naval admirals left, His Excellency the Prince directly scolded his mother and reduced them both to nothing.

For other army officers present except the navy, it was obvious that more people agreed with Paskovich. The military lessons they had received since childhood told them that only dense formations can ensure assault power and hit rate. , to defeat the enemy.

It is really impossible for them to give up the principles they have learned since childhood. Of course, not everyone thinks there is something wrong with Paskovich's tactics. Most of them are army generals who have been on the battlefield for a long time.

They had already seen the outcome of the dense formation charge by the Turkish and British-French coalition forces. They had witnessed with their own eyes the outcome of the so-called dense formation charge, and naturally they did not buy it. It's just that Paskovich has high prestige and seniority and always has a special face in front of the Tsar. Who dares to directly contradict him?

Therefore, most of the army generals who understand the truth only dare to be angry but dare not speak out.

Along with the brisk drum beat, the gray animals began to move forward, but the various obstacles left on the battlefield caused them a lot of trouble. Whether it was the ruins of the walls, the craters left by yesterday's shelling, or the corpses all over the place, the gray animals were caught off guard.

Especially those corpses made the cowards who had just gathered some courage start to feel frightened again. Many people's calves have begun to twitch, and they have even vomited directly.

In an instant, there was a wave-like commotion in the neat queue of the Russian troops, and Paskovich, who was proudly showing off to Kornilov and Nasimov, suddenly became unhappy.

"waste!"

The adjutant beside him could hear the old marshal murmuring in a low voice: "It's just a corpse, what's there to be afraid of? Back then, I wasn't as smooth as before in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. I'm really not as good as the last generation!"

Fortunately, this small commotion was quickly corrected by the company commanders' harsh scolding and beatings. However, there were too many obstacles on the battlefield, so the gray animal had to slow down its pace and pace forward slowly.

This undoubtedly gave Britain, France and Turkey a good opportunity. When they found out that the Russian army was sorting out their queues, they were still surprised and didn't understand what the Russians were going to do. When the Russian army actually broke out of the trenches and appeared in front of them uniformly, their brains were a little short-circuited.

Because they couldn't figure out who gave the Russian army the courage to actually want to attack? Go crazy!

But they quickly realized that the Russian attack was good news! Previously, polar bears had been hiding in turtle shells, leaving them helpless and killing people in waves. Now these bastards have finally come out of their shells, just in time to catch them all!

"Tell the artillerymen that they are not allowed to fire without my order!"

"Get closer, don't let them escape!"

It has to be said that after receiving continuous teachings from Kornilov and Nassimov, the British and French also learned well and knew how to move the enemy closer and then focus the fire attack, for fear of scaring away the Russians by opening fire too early. .

The positions of the British, French and Turkish coalition forces were completely silent, seemingly turning a blind eye to and indifferent to the approaching Russian infantry. This made Paskovich on the high platform feel proud again. He pointed at the coalition position and laughed happily:

"Did you see that these cowards wet their pants in fear?"

"Haha, probably they have never seen such a majestic queue, and they are already shocked by us!"

"Next, we just need to install bayonets, and the boys can bulldoze them with one charge!"

"Gentlemen, prepare for this great victory!"

As soon as Paskovich finished speaking, before the sycophants around him could flatter and help brag, and before Kornilov and Nassimov could warn him, he saw a cloud of smoke and fire rising from the coalition position.

The coalition artillery finally opened fire, and a hail of bullets instantly hit the dense formation of the Russian army. In an instant, fire was blazing and limbs were flying!

With just one salvo, the dense formation of the Russian army exploded. The gray animals, which were stunned by the bombardment, did not understand what happened. The British, French and Migne rifles a few hundred meters away began to roar, row after row of dense bullets harvesting life like a sickle.

In just a few breaths, the dense formation that Paskovich was proud of completely fell apart. The remaining gray animals that had regained consciousness either dropped their rifles and turned around and ran away, or they lay on the ground without even daring to raise their heads.

The coalition's bullet rain did not stop, and soon the second round of artillery salvo began again. Explosive bombs exploded among the Russian corpses, turning the already thin corpses into puddles of flesh. The gray animal among the corpses was unfortunately reduced to rubble along with Paoze.

As for those who turned around and ran away, they were overturned by the shock wave of the explosion before they could get very far. For a while, they were thrown into a mess on their backs.

At this time, no one could prevent the Russian army from reaping a disastrous defeat. The grassroots officers who had been able to supervise the soldiers before suffered heavy casualties. They were either turned into dregs along with the soldiers, or they lay in a pool of blood and wailed in pain. The few who survived were also stunned. The tragic scene tore their nerves to pieces, leaving them stunned like fools, as if they had lost their souls.

"Oh my God! This is carnage!"

On the high platform, someone finally spoke. He made a cross on his chest and closed his eyes, not daring to look at the tragic battlefield. As for Paskovich, he was also stunned, as stupid as a goose...