Thundered!

As if a thunderstorm was rising on the ground, and after the distance between the two sides was reduced to three thousand meters, the tank corps began to fire in groups.

The thick and long barrels pointed straight ahead, pulled up at a suitable angle, and then loaded the ammunition, and with a sound of mechanical transmission, the cannonballs flew out with a thud and into the Ottoman Turkish legions.

Boom, the flames filled all the space, and the shrapnel shattered and a rain of steel fell on all sides, with the bomb landing point as the center, within a radius of fifty meters, it was completely a dead space.

At 3,000 meters, the Ottoman Turkish regiment could barely see the enemy with the help of telescopes, while Eugen's tank corps had already entered the optimal distance of the battle and began the first group bombardment.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The sound of tank fire was like the sound of a drummer beating it, dense and deafening.

Three thousand tanks, each shot was a full three thousand shells, and everything in front was completely filled with shells, turning into a sea of flames.

The Ottoman soldiers had no idea what was happening, and in the face of this terrifying force, it was as if they were facing the wrath of heaven, the wrath of God.

Front, back, left and right, in all directions, everywhere are the flames and steel that harvest life, there is no way to avoid it, there is no escape.

The commander of the Ottoman Turkish legion, yes, his status was very high, basically equivalent to the position of the duke of the Holy Roman Empire, he had great military achievements in his own right, and he also had great prestige in the country, and some people even said that his family was even stronger than the royal family.

But on such a battlefield, he is nothing at all.

Several cannonballs whistled and hit the wooden tower where he was located, and with a puff of black smoke rising into the air, the great, noble, and majestic commander of the legion, along with dozens of his generals, was wiped out in the cannonfire, not even a sound was made.

The Ottoman Turkish soldier didn't even know what was happening, and when he looked this way, he saw his regimental commander disappear into the flames.

Within a minute of the start of the battle, the morale of the Ottoman Turkish legions was completely shattered, and no one was involved in the battle, and every soldier threw his weapons on the ground in panic, fell to his knees trembling, and pleaded for forgiveness from the unknown gods.

They thought that they had offended the gods by their actions, and that these attacks were not attacks from the enemy, but punishments from the gods.

But it didn't work, Eugen wasn't a god, and he couldn't hear the words of forgiveness, and his tank corps moved forward steadily, while the shells continued to roar.

In this battle, each tank was equipped with thirty shells, which took up a large space in the tank compartment.

The power of these shells is also quite good, a total of 90,000 shells, according to the number of heads, each soldier of the Ottoman Turkish Legion can get more than one, so Eugen is not worried about the waste of shells at all, and other tanks are also shooting frantically.

Eventually, the Ottoman Turkish Legion's formation was completely covered in flames, and there was finally no place to be seen.

Some fled in panic, others fell to their knees and begged for forgiveness, but neither the escapees nor the beggars for mercy escaped the shells.

This is not a battle, it can only be said to be a massacre, and the female soldiers in the tank cabin, because they did not face the death of the enemy, did not feel much about death, but kept reloading and firing while the tank moved forward.

70,000 enemy troops, in less than five minutes, the whole army was annihilated!

This is the horror of modern weapons, when the modern legion meets these soldiers of the old era, it is simply a one-sided slaughter.

The tank corps then continued to advance, ran over the corpses of the Ottoman Turkish soldiers, scattered in all directions and briefly pursued, then made a large circle, turned the front of the car in the direction from which it came, and began to retreat.

The earth was turned out of huge craters, surrounded by blackened scorch marks, and countless minced meat, mixed with various stumps and broken arms.

This is the battlefield of the two sides, after the battle, Eugen directly gave the order to retreat, he suddenly regretted being a machine gunner, because his machine gun played almost no role, the Ottoman Turkish regiment was too dense, the shells exploded in a large area, and finally the battle was solved only by shells.

They also didn't clean up the battlefield, and after they went back, there would naturally be follow-up troops to clean up, and the tank corps had other tasks, and they had to rush to the next battlefield.

In this way, from the beginning to the end, only ten minutes passed, and the tank corps won the final victory without losing a single person.

Of the 70,000 Ottoman Turkish army, only a small part of the lucky ones survived, probably less than a few thousand.

The others, all of whom died on this battlefield, including all the senior generals of the legion this time.

With such a huge number of deaths, such a battle is considered very significant in history, but for the tank corps it was just an appetizer, and the real meal was still in the West, on the battlefields of Bavaria.

The news of the defeat of the Ottoman Turks did not spread far, but the three legions active on the Italian peninsula received the news.

They were the three legions of Spain, Portugal, and the Kingdom of Naples.

Because they fought together and had the name of a coalition army, they were somewhat concerned about the situation of the Ottoman Turkish Legion.

When they learned what had happened to this legion, the supreme commanders of several legions were almost so frightened that they peed their pants, did the Ottoman Turkish legion offend the devil? The whole army was wiped out like this, and even the commander died here.

At this moment, this land of the Holy Roman Empire seemed to them to be a hellish existence, and there was some kind of devil hidden in it.

These people no longer dared to stay on the soil of the Holy Roman Empire for a second, and the three legions hastily withdrew from the Italian peninsula to the port of Venice, and then fled by boat to their respective countries without stopping for a moment.

The way they fled was as if something terrible was chasing after them.

In a battle, the crisis in the south of the Holy Roman Empire was directly resolved, and the news was transmitted to Vienna, where Charles VI sat on the throne in a daze, looking at the battle report in front of him, with an unbelievable look on his face.

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