For the Navy, the Marine Corps is the son of his own family. Now that thousands of pro-sons are in a precarious state, how can the navy not be in a hurry?

Major General Yunmo wanted to take the initiative more than once to take the initiative to order the 3rd Infantry Regiment assembled in the harbor to go to the front line to reinforce. In fact, he was the supreme commander of the defenders. However, Major General Yunmo finally resisted this thought. Since Zhang Cheng has been appointed to command the war with full authority, he will definitely not interfere indiscriminately. After all, he was an admiral of the Navy and was not familiar with the tactics of land warfare. What's more, Zhang Cheng himself has always insisted on the front-line position, and Major General Yunmo will not interfere with his command.

In this case, the only thing Rear Admiral Yunmo could do was to send a telegram to the fleet on the sea, asking them to increase their support.

If it is the army that is fighting hard, then the naval fleet will definitely not desperately support it. But now it's the Marine Corps that is in crisis, and that's a different story.

The naval fleet on the surface of the sea began to burst out in full force. At this time, it doesn't matter what the life of the barrel, the wear of the rifle, the price of the shell or something. Dozens of Navy battleships pulled out several standard battle lines and began to fire desperately. The intensity is as great as if a decisive naval battle is being fought for the fate of the country!

"Huh?!" Qi Bing, who was already drowsy on the top floor of the lighthouse, suddenly stood up when he heard the sudden and violent sound of artillery bombardment. Vigilant and worried, he looked at the battlefield on the shore in the distance, which had been reddened by artillery fire. There was a hint of irrepressible anxiety in his voice: "The front line is dangerous? ”

In the distance, the sea and the sky gradually emerge white, and a new day is coming.

Red-eyed and hoarse, the Sardinian soldiers shouted and rushed with their rifles to the main positions held by the defenders. They ignored the rain of bullets around them, and didn't care about the powerful heavy shells exploding nearby. Hard-to-use life to carry the crystallization of modern industrial technology.

And the Navy is now red-eyed. The fierce battle has reached such an extent, even the navy has been beaten out of the fire, and when it comes to such a stubborn army, whoever changes will be angry. The sound of intensive shelling on the naval warships was like thunder, disturbing the whole noisy night. Before dawn, both the sea and the land boiled. Even because of the high rate of fire, the No. 3 turret of the Haining destroyer exploded, more than a dozen sailors were killed instantly, and the battleship caught fire.

The red-eyed attackers and defenders finally decided the winner when the sky was getting brighter. After a night of fierce fighting, when the red glow gradually rose from the junction of the sea and the sky, the Sardinian army finally surrendered to the fierce shelling of the Ming navy and the extremely stubborn resistance of the defenders. They suffered heavy losses and no longer had the strength and morale to continue the attack.

After paying a huge price, the morale of the remaining Sardinian soldiers finally collapsed. They confirmed that they could not break through such a terrible artillery coverage area, and they no longer had the courage to continue the attack.

"It's over." Count Cavour, with a miserable face, sat down on the cold ground, and muttered to himself with a blank look in his eyes, "It's all over." ”

The sky was bright, and the tragic battlefield of a night of fierce fighting was finally able to be completely presented in front of everyone. On the battlefield, which had been ravaged by almost endless artillery fire all night, there were dense corpses, or fragments of corpses, that could not be seen as far as the eye could see. The wreckage of all sorts of weapons, torn clothes, boots, and other messes were everywhere. Especially on the slopes of the hills near Heights 207 and 189 on either side of the main passage to the port of Savona, the corpses of the Sardinian soldiers were stacked in layers, and the entire hillside was stained dark brown with endless blood.

Count Cavour's chief of staff sat beside him with a miserable face. took out the cigarette case, trembled and handed over a cigarette, "Retreat, I can't fight anymore." ”

In the last frenzy before dawn, the Count of Cavour, who had already lost his red eyes, ordered the tank units of the English to force their way through the dilapidated main passage into the port of Savona, despite the stern orders of dissuasion. And they almost succeeded. But in the end, in the minefield, the naval guns were completely wiped out by the intensive bombardment of accidental injuries and the joint strangulation of brave Marines with explosives bags in their arms.

The total annihilation of the armored forces meant that the Sardinians no longer had the strength to continue fighting.

"How many people have been lost?" After taking a heavy puff on his cigarette, Count Cavour seemed to regain some strength, and his voice gradually calmed down and asked aloud.

"There are no specific numbers." The chief of staff raised his hand and pushed his gold-rimmed eyes, shook his head with a wry smile, "However, judging from the battle situation reported by each regiment, at least more than 10,000 people were killed in battle." ”

Count Cavour's hand holding the cigarette trembled suddenly. The corners of his eyes were twitching. These were elite soldiers who had been trained for a long time, and this was a terrible price that the Sardinians could not bear. As the supreme commander, he himself must be held accountable for this victory.

"Send a message to His Majesty." The chief of staff paused and spoke softly.

This kind of thing can't be hidden at all, no one can hide it! His Majesty was anxiously awaiting the telegram of their victory. Last night there had been several telegram reminders. Count Cavour had always used the fierce fighting as an excuse to shirk it, and now it was impossible to push it off.

Count Cavour's hand trembled uncontrollably. Even to the point where cigarette butts fell to the ground. His chief of staff could understand his mood at the moment. This is not the fear of punishment and consequences, but the unquenchable grief of losing the fate of the entire country.

"Whew~~~" Count Cavour let out a long sigh of relief, slowly lowered his eyelids, and said softly, "I am responsible for the matter of pleading guilty to His Majesty the King." The soldiers are brave soldiers, and they are worthy of the trust of the country. The responsibility for everything lies with me. ”

"Your Excellency!" The Chief of Staff stood abruptly and looked at Count Cavour with a shocked look on his face. He had already heard the meaning of Count Cavour's words.

"Alright." Count Cavour waved his hand and slowly stood up, "Regroup your troops and gather up the stragglers." Settle the wounded and let them go first, and we'll go back after the rest of the troops are reorganized. Next. At this, Count Cavour paused, sighed, and then continued, "It is time to wait for the Chinese army to attack us." ”

A night of ferocious assault under the stubborn resistance of the defenders and the heavy bombardment of naval guns, the Sardinian army suffered heavy losses. At least more than 12,000 soldiers were killed, and many more were wounded. The main battle force of the Sardinians was lost. At the same time, he made great achievements and shocked the world's armored forces. The artillerymen, who had hundreds of guns of various calibers, also ran out of their shells. The Sardinians at this time were at their weakest

"Now it's our turn to wave our fists!" Zhang Cheng, whose eyes were red, waved his arms vigorously in a hoarse voice, and shouted loudly to the thousands of soldiers of the Third Regiment in front of him, who were ready to go: "Let those poor Italian ghosts see the power of our Chinese masters!" ”

"Kill them!" Thousands of soldiers chanted in unison.

In the past few days, they have been pursued and beaten all the way by the poor Sardinians, and as the people of the world's most powerful country, the soldiers have long been full of anger. Now it's time for them to fight back, and the morale of the brave mercenaries is extremely high.

Zhang Cheng's counterattack was beyond everyone's expectations. Count Cavour believed that the forces used by the Ming army had been used for defense, and that they would no longer have the power to fight back after a fierce battle. But Zhang Cheng unleashed the fatal blow when he didn't expect it.

More than 200 improvised armored cars with steel plates and machine guns mounted on the roofs were filled with soldiers with weapons in their hands. They made their way along a bumpy road, and soon crossed the battle-strewn battlefield and slaughtered the already chaotic Sardinian army.

The Sardinian army is in disarray. After a night of fierce fighting, many soldiers could not find their troops, and there were scattered soldiers everywhere. Originally, it only took a period of time to reorganize and restore combat effectiveness. It's a pity that even at the height of the battle, Zhang Cheng did not put more than 3,000 fresh troops into the front-line position, and launched a counterattack at this critical moment.

"Knock knock~~~" The roar of the engine, the heavy machine gun mounted on the roof of the car began to fire continuously and intensively. A large number of dejected Sardinian soldiers watched in amazement as a large number of steel-clad cars spewting tongues of fire rushed towards them. After a night of fierce fighting, the Sardinians, already exhausted, had no ability to continue fighting. They have no morale, no energy, and no ability to resist.

More than 200 armoured cars poured into the Sardinian positions like a raging tide, machine guns on the roofs and spears sticking out from the sides, firing continuously, knocking one panicked Sardinian soldier after another to the ground.

"How so?!" Count Cavour trembled as he looked at the rapidly approaching cluster of cars in the distance, and with a desperate face he stretched out his finger at the armored cars.

"Let's go!" The chief of staff on the side hugged Count Cavour and shouted loudly for the guards on the side to step forward and take the count away. Now the tide of battle is no longer able to turn around, and if you don't leave, you can't go.

The bright morning sun rose higher and higher, and the battle on the ground took a shocking turn.

The Sardinian army, which was originally absolutely superior in the battle situation, constantly launched onslaughts, and pressed the Ming army to fight, has now lost its glory and courage in the past. The Sardinian army, which had been completely shattered, completely collapsed after being hit with all its might. Thousands of routs were pursued by hundreds of armored trucks, and the battle was completely out of control.

The mercenaries in full pursuit did not even have time to take in the exhausted captives, and the driver looked ahead through the narrow gap in the steel plates, and pressed the accelerator to the end. The engines roared and raced forward with a large number of demoralized mercenaries, crushing one broken or blocking Sardinian army after another. The balance of victory and defeat in this war has completely tilted in favor of Zhang Cheng.

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