"There is such a thing on the Yancheng, and the Ming Navy has lost face in front of the whole world. If you continue to develop in a normal way, you will probably not have a bright future in this life. If you don't want to spend your life on a desolate island or in a logistics unit, then take another path. Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes, and a hint of indifference flashed in his eyes, "Of course, if you want to retire, then you don't need to say anything." ”

"Why?" Yan Haiyang held the booklet in his hand tightly and looked at Zhang Cheng suspiciously. Just by relying on the intuition of an excellent soldier, Yan Haiyang could feel the tremendous energy contained in this thin booklet. He didn't understand why Zhang Cheng did this. You're not familiar with it.

This era is not the era of the information explosion of modern time and space. All kinds of knowledge are still obtained and disseminated through books. The reason why you can get ahead in reading and writing is because you can get knowledge.

Most of the thousands of years of Chinese inheritance are adhering to the tradition of keeping good things by themselves. The people in their own family still have the saying that men are not passed on to women, and children are not passed on to nephews. For example, Zhang Cheng who gives a good thing like the art of war directly to one side, it really has to be a friend of life and death. How could this not surprise Yan Haiyang?

"I just don't want to see a good soldier sink like this." Zhang Cheng picked up his military hat and put it on, saluted and turned to leave.

Zhang Cheng wants to do a lot of things, but he can't do them all alone. Attracting outstanding talents has become an extremely important thing.

Yan Haiyang is definitely an excellent naval officer, which can be seen from the fact that he can hold an important position in the highly hierarchical navy at such a young age.

Yan Haiyang is now at the lowest point in his life, and the help he has given him at this time is definitely a relief in disguise. Everything depends on the future.

Of course, Zhang Cheng didn't expect to be able to shake his body just by relying on this incident, so that Yan Haiyang would bow down. He's just a foreshadowing, an investment. Whether it works or not depends on the future development.

"Show me when you're done." After Zhang Cheng left, Major General Yunmo pursed his lips and said loudly

After the handover to the navy was completed, Zhang Cheng left the port of Savona with his infantry regiment and marched all the way to the northwest. Prepare to cross a hilly terrain towards the city of Turin, the capital of the Sardinians.

Because he was stationed in the port of Savona and waiting for the navy to come, Zhang Cheng was several days behind the other armies. By the time Zhang Cheng arrived with the third regiment to the important town of Bula, an important town in the south of Turin, the fierce fighting here had lasted for several days.

All soldiers know that trench warfare is brutal and requires great sacrifices. However, the soldiers of the Ming Empire have always been able to get strong artillery support, and the strength of the opponent is not strong. So they were not afraid of trench warfare.

However, when the scale of the war rises to the level of a country, more than 100,000 people will fight. In the past, they were invincible in front of the natives everywhere, and with the support of powerful naval artillery, the invincible Ming army hit their heads and broke their blood!

"This is really," the third regiment was passing the road next to a dilapidated barn outside the town of Bra. Zhang Cheng, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked at the corpses that had been covered with a large area of neatly arranged and covered with white cloth. A rough count is at least in the hundreds. I couldn't help but twitch the corner of my eye.

"Hiss~~~" Zhang Tao on the side was even more unbearable, and his perennial office life made him gradually lose the quality of a soldier. Seeing such a tragic scene, even his hands and feet trembled.

"Look at the road!" Zhang Cheng raised his hand and pushed Zhang Tao, who was pale, and scolded in a deep voice, "Haven't you ever seen a dead person as a soldier?" Now it's a war, what a panic! ”

"Yes, yes." Zhang Tao raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and hurriedly responded. With the increase of time together, especially Zhang Cheng's excellent performance on the battlefield, Zhang Tao, who was still a little cautious, gradually became afraid. Again, as long as you have the ability, you will naturally win the respect of others.

The soldiers of the other units on the side of the road gradually increased, and they gathered in groups and twos to smoke, or chat, or point fingers at the new troops.

Zhang Cheng's brows furrowed. Most of the soldiers on the side of the road were expressionless or depressed. It looks like the front line is not in good shape.

Outside a wide artillery position outside the town of Bula, Zhang Cheng got out of the car and ordered Zhang Tao and Du Feng to reorganize the troops and arrange lunch. He himself went to the Southern Front Command to report.

"Sir, the Third Volunteer Regiment of the London Concession is here to report!" After entering the simple headquarters, Zhang Cheng saluted and shouted loudly.

"Okay, good, it's good that you're here!" In charge of commanding the troops on the Southern Front was Colonel Lian Qinglin, the commander of the garrison under the Viceroy of Milan. Colonel Lian, who was still lying on the map to study something, was overjoyed when he saw Zhang Cheng, and greeted him with a smile.

Although the troops attacking Turin City were divided into many routes, they were generally divided into two major areas. On one side, the main force led by Major General Liu Yue personally set off from the city of Milan and went west to break through Novara, to Turin. This force has assembled a large number of garrisons and mercenary groups with strong combat effectiveness, with a total of nearly 50,000 people. At this time, they had reached the town of Quivasso, northwest of the city of Turin, and they were already very close to the city of Turin.

The other is the southern front army commanded by Colonel Lian Qinglin, most of which are composed of mercenaries, with a total of about 20,000 people. Zhang Cheng is under the command of Colonel Lian Qinglin.

"The resistance of the Sardinians is very resolute, we have been held back here for several days. Major General Liu Yue sent several telegrams urging us to move closer to him immediately and attack Turin City together. After Zhang Cheng greeted the other officers in the headquarters, his beard was unshaven, his eyes were bloodshot, and Lian Qinglin, who obviously didn't sleep well, pulled Zhang Cheng to the map and anxiously introduced the battle situation, "We have launched many fierce attacks, but we have not received anything except the casualty figures." ”

Zhang Cheng looked at the movements of the enemy and our armies marked on the map, his heart moved slightly, and he asked out loud, "Has Major General Liu Yue's troops encountered strong resistance?" ”

'Smack! Lian Qinglin threw down the pencil in his hand helplessly, and said with a wry smile, "I don't know what those Sardinias think." Major General Liu Yue's side marched all the way, and almost did not encounter any decent resistance. They're all coming to me! ”

Zhang Cheng frowned when he heard this. Let go of the main force and drive straight in, and concentrate on blocking the partial division? It's not scientific to look at it.

After thinking about it, Zhang Cheng continued to ask, "Then what is the number of the defenders opposite us?" Their regular army or the royal guard? ”

"I took some prisoners." Lian Qinglin shook his head and responded, "But they all say that the defenders are border guards, local militia, and even police." Doesn't sound credible at all. ”

Zhang Cheng's brows jumped slightly: "All the captives lie together?" The counter-interrogation of the Sardinians did so well? The main divisions of the three regular armies and the Royal Guard disappeared? Neither on our side nor on Major General Liu Yue's side? ”

A bad premonition flashed in Zhang Cheng's heart. The Sardinians had either given up completely and were ready to surrender. Either that, or a large-scale battle is about to take place! Based on Zhang Cheng's inference, the second point is more likely!

"None of that is something we need to worry about." Lian Qinglin waved his hand, "What we have to think about now is how to break through the defense of these Sardinians and go to Turin City as soon as possible." Major General Liu Yue has urged many times. ”

Lian Qinglin's tone was not good, but it was not aimed at Zhang Cheng, but at the complacent Major General Liu Yue.

Commanding tens of thousands of troops across the enemy's borders, he is invincible. The days after the start of the war made Liu Yue very satisfied. Naturally, there will be nothing good to say about Lian Qinglin, who is still being blocked.

Although the military rank was one level lower, Lian Qinglin and Liu Yue were not under the command, and both were theoretically colonial garrison commanders. But in the war in Italy, the commander was sent from the London concession, and he was reprimanded because of the unfavorable situation of the war, how could Lian Qinglin be in a good mood?

As for the disappearance of the main force of the Sardinians, Lian Qinglin really didn't notice it at all? He's the commander of the garrison of the Doge of Milan! Regular head snake.

Lian Qinglin didn't think that the main force of the Sardinians would come to him. Because his partial division has no impact on the battle situation. If the Sardinians came to besiege him, then Liu Yue's troops would enter the city of Turin.

The people of this era, especially the Europa, did not have the concept of the countryside surrounding the city and giving up space for time. Gains and losses in one city and one place mean everything, let alone their capital city!

"The various units have been fighting repeatedly, and they are exhausted. Now it's your time to play. Lian Qinglin raised his hand and patted Zhang Cheng's shoulder, and ordered in a deep voice, "Rest for a day, your troops will attack tomorrow morning, and be sure to break through the enemy position in front of you!" ”

As a commander, Lian Qinglin naturally knew the strength of the army under his command. He also treats Zhang Cheng as a special treat. Those who can arm an army out of their own pockets to fight for the empire either have great ambitions or have too much money to run out. No matter which one it is, it's not something he Lian Qinglin wants to offend.

It's just that the battle situation on the battlefield has reached this level now, with nearly 5,000 people, and the well-equipped Zhang Cheng's department is the strongest force under his command. The army is the army, if he can't complete the task on time, then Liu Yue will not be polite to him.

Zhang Cheng's department is strong, and it is also a new force. In the previous few days of fighting, the other troops under Lian Qinglin's command were already exhausted, and the casualties were as high as thousands! Lian Qinglin had no other choice.

"Yes!" Zhang Cheng's face froze, and he saluted.