The Italians are determined to win Tripoli, and they have not expanded their territory for many years. The last best chance was after the invasion of China by the Eight-Nation Alliance, when the Germans forcibly occupied Jiaozhou Bay, and Italy wanted to follow Germany to get a piece of the pie, so it sent several warships to occupy Jiaodong.

The Qing Dynasty pulled out the few warships that were left by the Japanese, and the old witch made it clear before sending troops that there must be no fighting, if the Italians opened fire, the Qing Dynasty fleet immediately retreated, and the old witch was peace-loving.

As a result, the Italians were more peace-loving than her, and the Italian sailors turned around and left without firing a shot when they saw that the Chinese fleet was coming.

At this time, the European powers have taken a fancy to this part of North Africa, and it can be said that Italy has no chance at all, whether it is Germany or France, he cannot afford to provoke it.

But God took care of Caesar's descendants like this, the French and Germany pinched each other, and the most perfect thing was that the former Ottoman Empire was now sunset, and Italy took advantage of the current complex international situation and the insurmountable difficulties of the Turks to launch this war.

At first, the Italian army in the battle was only 20,000 men, and they thought that 20,000 men were enough, and when Rome asked General Caneva, who was in charge of the battle, if he wanted to increase his troops, Caneva was very angry, saying that it was an insult to his military command skills.

At the beginning of the battle, the Italians landed and were indeed overwhelmed, and the large Turkish forces did not come, and the police forces in those places could not stop the brave Italian troops, and they quickly captured large areas, including Tripoli.

It was not until the fall of Tripoli that reinforcements from the two Turkish battalions were drawn from the mainland. The battle seems to have no suspense anymore, counting the footsteps, and by the time the Turks get here, the daylilies should be cold.

The Italians had already opened champagne to celebrate their victory, but by the time they had even written a congratulatory message to congratulate them. A Turkish hero stepped forward.

In Benghazi, the young Turkish lieutenant organized the only 400 or so regular Turkish troops he had, and told the soldiers that the Italians were coming, and that we were going to destroy them.

It was just crazy, and at that time no one really believed what the lieutenant said, so the lieutenant said again, you can only fight with me, because we have no way out, and there are Italian troops all around. Where else to run? Maybe you still think that you can surrender, but I tell you that this is absolutely not possible, I have sent a telegram to Istanbul, if you surrender, your family will be affected.

In this way, he drove the more than 400 people to a desperate situation, and then began to deploy his plan to kill the Turks.

The lieutenant first found the local Arab tribal forces, and then contacted the tribes of North Africa, as the Italian army was unusually brave in the face of civilians. So many Arab tribal armies were willing to fight with the Turks, as well as some tribal armies in North Africa, who did not like Turkey, but hated Italy even more.

General Caneva did not notice the actions of this Turkish lieutenant in the slightest. He was already fantasizing about the welcome he would have when he returned to Rome, and he only smiled lightly when he heard that the lieutenant named Mustafa Kemal had built a defensive line in Benghazi with 400 soldiers to fight him.

More than 20,000 Italian troops marched towards Benghazi as if they were about to reach their destination. According to the rules of the Italian army, everyone took a break and cooked a bowl of pasta. When you have enough to eat, you go to war.

20,000 to 400, they still have tanks and artillery, and they really can't find a reason to lose.

But in the end they lost, and more than 20,000 people failed to take down the Turkish position in one charge, and then there was no chance to charge again. The Arab cavalry, riding on war horses and brandishing sabers, came at them from all directions, and they did not know how many Arabs there were.

Although later Italian newspapers only said that they encountered slight resistance, the reality was that most of the Italian troops of more than 20,000 people were annihilated, and the Turks won a great victory with the help of Arab tribal forces, capturing four tanks, more than ten cannons, tens of thousands of guns of various types, and a large amount of Italian flour by the way, which was indispensable.

Then the Italians began to increase their troops.

The reinforcements landed in Tobruk, what they never expected was that the troops were attacked as soon as they landed, Kemal was bold enough to gather Turkish forces in other areas, and the police team barely managed to gather 2,000 regular troops, and took those Arab volunteers to take the initiative to kill, and the Italian troops were forced to fight as soon as they landed.

The two sides fought for more than half a month, and more than 30,000 Italians were simply blocked on the beach and unable to form a formation, and finally had no choice but to withdraw and land in another place.

Kemal, as soon as he turned around, began to attack the remnants of the Italian forces in Tripoli. At this time, he got artillery from the Italians and had the ability to fight fortified positions. Although the Italians outnumbered him, he was not afraid at all and took the initiative to attack.

A week later, reinforcements from Turkey arrived, and the Arab forces were increasing, and Tripoli was about to be surrounded by Turkish troops, and General Caneva had no choice but to withdraw and return Tripoli to the Turks.

Kemal intended to pursue, but was forced to abandon due to the arrival of Italian reinforcements. After that, the two sides engaged in a tug-of-war in Tripoli. To the disadvantage of the Turks, as the fighting progressed longer and longer, and as the international situation deteriorated, it became clear that the Arabs had lost the patience to fight alongside them, and many of the former tribal leaders chose to leave when they no longer saw any hope of victory.

Kemal, a young Turkish officer, was quickly promoted from a captain to a colonel in just a few months, and now he is in command of the battle.

He knew very well in his heart that Italy was sending more and more reinforcements, and there were fewer and fewer Arab tribes fighting with him, and it was already said that there could be no more support in the country, and that without the support of the Arabs and those tribes in Africa, this battle would not be able to be fought at all.

Tripoli is untenable, retreat and defeat are already a fate that the Turkish forces must accept, and now all he can do is choose the best way.

The shape shì became more and more passive, and there were fewer and fewer ways to make Kemal choose, and the country sent him a telegram. The Hague Conference had already begun, and if he needed to, Turkey would propose to bring Britain and France to reconcile, and the Turkish Government believed that Britain and France in the name of peace would have no reason to refuse.

Kemal knew very well what this so-called conciliation meant, he was really unwilling, he commanded a local war for the first time, and he won all the battles but he had to surrender to the other side in humiliation, or to surrender to the Italians!

His call back to the country is to wait a little longer, and he wants to hold on a little longer, maybe there will be a turnaround tomorrow.

The idea of contacting the African rebels was also his brainchild. To be honest, he didn't have much hope for the guys in Nyerere, he had carefully studied the battles of the rebels, and the gang fought really well in the first battle, and their commanders showed a high military quality, but after being defeated by the French, these guys disappeared.

Kemal was not sure that they would come, and he was not even sure that the armed forces were still capable of fighting. Even if he had, he knew what kind of impact he would have if he cooperated with the rebels, but he couldn't control it so much, and the dead horse was used as a live horse doctor. As long as you have a gun, I need you, whatever your identity.

The Italian artillery fire was quite ferocious these days, and Kemal was forced to abandon all the heights outside the city. This allowed Italian artillery fire to reach his headquarters directly. He didn't dare to take the initiative to shoot out, because even if the Italian soldiers' Su zhì was not very good, but the machine gun of the other people was real, and he would have to suffer a lot of casualties if he rushed out.

Kemal is still holding on. Opportunities are specially prepared for such people who are unwilling to give up.

In fact, the Italians are also quite smart, and they are quite creative on the battlefield. No matter how difficult the conditions, the Italians were able to create a good environment for themselves, but it is a pity that they did not put this durable battle on the ground.

The night quietly shrouded the land of North Africa, and the airstrips of Italy were shrouded in peace, and the Italians were very good at enjoying life, and when Lao Ni arrived here panting with his troops, he could not even imagine it.

Outside the airport, there was no sentry to be found, only two Italian soldiers were lazily leaning on the gate, laughing and saying something. There was a pleasant trumpet sound from inside the barracks, as if a party was being opened.

From the binoculars, I saw that there was basically no one on the entire runway, but the barracks were brightly lit, and Lao Ni took a few breaths to make his body recover a little. It's July in the desert of North Africa, and the forced march for several nights has made the strong, gorilla-like creatures feel a little overwhelmed.

Reg slumped to Nyerere's side as he ran from behind, and the first thing he did was open his water bag and poured all the few mouthfuls of cold water that were left in his mouth.

The little bit of water apparently didn't quench Reg's thirst, until the last drop fell on his lips, and his Adam's apple was still surging unwillingly.

Nyerere stretched out his hand and patted him: "They are defenseless, now is the right time to attack, get ready." ”

Reg used all his strength to half-sit up, looked at the rebel soldiers lying on the ground and said, "Rest for half an hour, at least gather the team and observe how many people are inside, our information may not be accurate." ”

"It's not accurate, that's it, now we have to fight 100 people inside, and we have to fight 10,000 people!"

Nyerere's combat style is the same as that of Commander Yang, it doesn't matter if I'm ready or not, I'll dare to fight if you're not ready. He hadn't even finished assembling his troops, and seeing that the Italians were so careless, Lao Ni felt that there was no need to wait any longer, his troops were in need of rest, and it was better to rest in the Italian camp after the battle.

He immediately began to pull up the rebel soldiers who had fallen to the ground, and Reg glanced at Nyerere a few times, and finally got up.

The rebels' guns were really outdated, and they still used the same old-fashioned rifles, because they couldn't afford to use up ammunition for semi-automatic rifles. Generally speaking, hand-to-hand combat is their favorite method, and machetes are the most common weapon they are equipped with. (To be continued......)