Albeit a solid shell, moreover, a stony shell. But seven or eight stone bullets directly smashed through the breastwork in front of the trench. Although it did not cause any casualties, it still brought absolute fear and panic to the black soldiers. Immediately seven or eight black soldiers threw down their rifles and jumped out of the trench with their hands raised in the air, but they were soon dead. Two people were killed by the stone bullets that followed, three or four people were killed by the stone throws and feather arrows that accompanied the stone projectiles, and two people were killed directly by the master chief.

"Fight back! Fight back! The commander of the new 7th Division shouted loudly and gave an order to the signal corps, "Let the regiments return fire at the enemy artillery positions in the divided defensive area!" So the mortar squads of each regiment began to get busy, but after only a few shots, they had to stop.

Because there were no observation balloons, even if an observation post was dispatched in the weather of the slow winter rain in the mountains and forests, it would not be possible to use the sunlight to transmit signals for correction. It's not that there is no sunshine, but that although it is small, but it has not completely stopped, the rain itself will reflect the light, and the military signal pays attention to accuracy, if the accuracy of the transmission process cannot be guaranteed, then what is the point?

Besides, where are the many veterans of the new Seventh Division who can be sent out to serve as observation posts? Scouting is a technical job, not something that can be fought. So after a few shells, the Ottoman artillery stopped, and the New 7th Division had to stop.

And from the woods, seemingly endlessly, the Ottoman machine guns again began to charge.

The large shields of the heavy composite armor structure in their hands, in addition to the copper-clad machine gun bullets, the soldiers' rifles. There is simply nothing that can be done. And at this time, not only is the machine gun chain a problem, but also the Gatling failure rate is high. The drawbacks of easy jamming are also under such conditions. Infinitely amplified.

"Grenade! Hand grenade! In the squad platoon on the front-line position, the shouts of the non-commissioned officer and squad platoon leader have begun to sound.

This means that the enemy has broken through to a range of 50 meters from the forward position, and it seems that if the grenade cannot be restrained after throwing, the opponent's charge is inevitable.

Maybe it's Ding Yi's luck, this winter rain is gradually getting heavier again, and the mountain wind is cold like an arrow. The Ottomans' follow-up forces had no difficulty advancing on the muddy mountain roads, and they had to temporarily retreat after the small force of 100 or so men in front was overturned by grenades.

"陛xià. Withdraw, the new Eighth Division is still guarding the retreat, if it weren't for this heavy rain......" Cao Jixiang persuaded Ding Yi with palpitations. But it is obvious that Ding Yi at this time no longer intends to accept any retreat opinions, whether it is reasonable or not.

"If it weren't for this heavy rain, the Ottomans would have had more corpses left in front of our positions." Ding Yi said so confidently, as if he was telling a matter of course. As for the three regiment commanders who came to report, the commander of the new Seventh Division, and the chief of staff of the division. They all subconsciously straightened their waists.

Ding Yi glanced at the officer who was a little angry, shook his head and said, "The battle in the morning exposed a lot of problems, have you made a post-war summary?" Why not do it? You feel like you're going to die here. As long as the soldier numbly finishes the last bullet and uses the state of the trapped beast fight, it will be the end of life, right? ”

"You're starting to disbelieve. Will we be victors? ”

"You're starting to design the lines for the final tragedy?"

Ding Yi slapped the table angrily: "This is not what the I want!" The Ottomans had artillery, so what? Except for the guys who were scared out of their guts. Outside of the trench, how many people did they have? Died under their primitive artillery? No, not a single one! ”

Because in the code of conduct compiled by Ding Yi, the fortification standards were directly based on the period of Shangganling, that is, anti-heavy artillery, anti-bombing, with trenches, tunnels, and even anti-artillery holes. Of course, the Ottoman artillery did not yet need to use anti-artillery holes. Because the range of the Ottomans' artillery was only a little - the range of the urban cannon was one mile, that is, 1,600 meters. The Ottomans, on the other hand, would not have dragged the urban cannon on the march unless they were mad, and after the Battle of Smyrna, which was blown up by Ding Yi's heavy artillery, they did not cast a similar cannon again. So they brought small-caliber artillery. -- Hitting the mountainside from the bottom of the mountain, it basically collapsed the breastwork and lost kinetic energy.

"Master Chiefs and Officers have warhorses or pack horses, right? It is used to carry out the previous individual weapons and equipment, and the ammunition has also been replenished before the deployment. Ding Yi knocked on the table and asked the officers standing in front of him with their heads bowed, "Why didn't I see the grenadiers fired in today's battle!" "These non-commissioned officers and officers all came out of the Rongyi Division, so at that time, Ding Yi felt that it was very cruel to recycle one piece of equipment, and let the soldiers with manual rifles change their equipment and start their guns, which felt very bad; The other is that it doesn't mean much, and he is not short of the money to recover the equipment, so he let them keep the individual equipment.

This question made the faces of those division and regiment officers blush, because their growth in the military made them have a stereotyped thinking, that is, as officers, they should command the troops to fight, instead of being heroes themselves. This is not only a problem that has been repeatedly highlighted in the training at each level of promotion, but Ding Yi has also repeatedly used himself as a negative teaching material for self-examination. Therefore, they have formed such a mindset, and they feel that it is the first thing to give full play to the combat effectiveness of the troops under them.

"Go back, if the rain keeps falling, then start from each squad, do a good job of post-war summary, and come up with a combat plan tonight, a combat plan that can let us achieve victory as in the past." Ding Yi did not reprimand them again, he took a sip of tea and said to the officers, "I will not interfere with your operational command, what I want to tell you is that if you can't hold on, I will be a reinforcement." ”

"If you choose, find enough excuses for yourself, what terrain is not familiar, there are not enough troops, there are not enough supplies, etc., and then you can think that you will die here tragically, then I will respect your choice."

"But I will still fight, even if it is just me, I will never give up, and I believe in victory."

"Taixi Daming must win this war, if we imagine the glory of the strong man and the Tang Dynasty, if we want to gain a foothold in the West, we have to win, I want nothing more than victory. Disband. ”

Obviously, Bayezet's headquarters decided that Ding Yi was the position on the mountainside where he was stationed, or they thought that as long as the fortifications on the mountainside collapsed, they could form a posture of attacking the positions of the New Eighth Division. Therefore, the focus of the attack is mainly on the side of the New Seventh Division. Relatively speaking, Wen Fatzi's New Eighth Division was much weaker under attack, so the position of the New Eighth Division was well fought. Moreover, after the narrowing of the defensive circle and the elimination of almost all black soldiers, the efficiency of language communication, whether it is the mastery of the Ming official dialect by the Caucasian people in Egypt, or the mastery of the Egyptian dialect by the non-commissioned officers and officers, makes the entire command system much stronger than that of the New Seventh Division.

"Your Majesty, why don't you let the new Seventh Division do the same as the fat man's side, and get rid of all the Kunlun slaves?" After Wen Fatzi sent someone to report, Cao Jixiang tentatively asked Ding Yi.

Ding Yi shook his head: "No, if that's the case, why bother forming ten new divisions?" It would be good to directly dismantle the Rong 1st Division into battalion-level units to act. "The formation of ten new divisions is to solve the problem of insufficient troops, and if we do it like this before the battle, it will be completely meaningless.

The rain is still falling, and the winter rains are much more persistent than the summer rains.

At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, there was still no intention of stopping, and an envoy from the Ottoman side came with a white flag.

Bayezet wanted to have a pre-battle conversation with Ding Yi, and he proposed: "I want the teacher to bring only two attendants, and I must bring twenty, out of respect and respect for you, the teacher." "It's shameless, but it's also practical. Many times, this kind of faceless monarch often always has the last laugh.

Ding Yi agreed to this condition, and he only brought Cao Jixiang alone to hold an umbrella for him.

"Great teacher, what are you waiting for?" Surrounded by twenty elite shields with composite armor structures, Bayezet asked Ding Yi, and then he seemed to suddenly remember something, "Oh, the teacher sent eight teams of messengers to Smyrna, maybe you are waiting for reinforcements from Smyrna?" I'm sorry, my esteemed teacher, I only blocked three of the eight teams of messengers, two of which were Chinese, and they were resolutely martyred, so I have to sigh, teacher, how did you train such loyal soldiers? But the black soldiers were obviously not that strong. ”

Ding Yi didn't seem to have any worries about being besieged, and he still stood straight in the wind and rain: "Say what you mean, my student." ”

"I'm sorry, teacher, I adore you, but I lack such courage as you, please forgive me for not being able to emulate you, only behind the shield can I feel safe in the face of you." Bayezid seemed to be imitating Ding Yi even in tone, "Someone mentions me, I can recruit you to the Empire, and you will cultivate countless talents for the Ottoman Empire." ”

Bayezet then said, "I have killed the vizier of Tiyì. ”

"He's stupid, my great teacher, and he wouldn't be a prisoner. This kind of mention is simply an insult to the teacher I respect! ”

Ding laughed, stroked his short beard and said, "This is not good, it is taboo to scold people with words." You haven't been reading hard lately. ”

Bayezet also laughed: "I'm sorry teacher, please forgive me, I really can't take care of my studies while trying to kill you." ”

"I know that there is only one choice in the face of you, and that is to kill you." (To be continued......)

PS: I'm not in good spirits, I slept poorly, and I wrote a little slowly, so let's change it today.