Mount Dabre is a hill less than eight kilometres from the Mara that, despite its sparse vegetation, has a mountain spring. There is also a winding road that runs through the foothills of the Dabreu Mountains, connecting the Mara with Adwa.

The terrain was ideal for a defensive vigilance, so Major General Wagman, who captured Marat, sent a battalion of troops to defend it as an outpost and a guard point.

The third battalion of Cosenz was selected to become an outpost stationed at Mount Dabru.

In order to become a front-line unit, it is necessary to be an elite unit, and in this respect, it is also the commander Major General Wagman who values them.

In this regard, the three battalions where Cosenz is located are even more concerted, ready to use practical actions to let them know that the three battalions of the third regiment of their guards should be taken seriously.

Therefore, after rushing to Dablud Mountain, the third battalion was even more busy with construction and was busy for a week, and the defensive position of Dablud Mountain began to see scale. Trenches, breastwalks, sandbags, civil forts, and the like can be found everywhere on Mount Dabru.

Standing in the fortifications at the top of the hill, Kosenz looked at the desolate scenery around him, and he always felt something special.

"Kosenz, Kosenz, I didn't expect you to be here."

Panting, Barry climbed up the hill.

"What's wrong, Barry."

Cosenz looked back at his friend and asked.

Looking at his friend with a question mark on his face, Barry thought for a moment and shook his head in reply. "It's nothing, I didn't see you, I want to come and look for it."

At this, Barry craned his neck curiously and looked in the direction his friend was looking.

"Let me see what the hell you're looking at."

All that came into his eyes was a desert, and the sparse bushes seemed to be dotted with the earth.

"It's nothing to see, I don't know why you like to stay here so much."

"Because you can see farther here, and it's still clean."

Cosentz's answer made Barry look at his friend in disbelief.

"Are you going to be a poet, a writer, or an artist in the future?"

Seeing that his friend was talking more and more excessively, Kosenz hurriedly replied. "None of these are any."

Listening to Cosentz's answer, Barry became even more curious. "And what are you doing here?"

"I just want to come up and clean up."

"Are you sure?"

"Sure."

After getting Kosentz's answer, Barry patted his chest and said. "That's good, I thought you had battlefield blues."

"Battlefield blues?"

Cosenz didn't expect his friend to think he had the disease. This is a kind of psychological symptom that occurs when a soldier experiences high pressure on the battlefield.

"Why do you think that?"

In the face of his friend's inquiry, Barry answered truthfully. "I saw that you were okay and stayed alone, no longer like before, and then some people said that you might have battlefield depression."

"Hahahaha."

Listening to Barry's explanation, Cosenz couldn't stand up his waist. "Barry, my best friend, I didn't expect you to think that."

Looking at Cosentz's smile, Barry also laughed for some reason.

So the two people on the top of the mountain laughed like fools.

"Thank you to my best friend for your concern, I'll keep it in mind."

Cosenz, who withdrew his smile, patted his friend on the shoulder and said something cautiously.

"It's okay, who called you my best friend."

In this moment, the friendship radiates in the air, and the two feel like they have returned to the good times in Palermo.

"Huh~"

Suddenly, Cosenz looked into the distance and couldn't help but exclaim.

Barry curiously looked in the direction his friend was looking. In the distance, I don't know when, there were a few small black dots, which were moving rapidly in this direction, and more small black dots appeared behind them.

"There is a situation!"

The two of them expressed their judgment in unison.

"Someone is coming, according to the speed, it should be on horseback, and the people behind should be chasing them."

Saying this, Kosenz reacted immediately. "It's our people being pursued."

He then pulled out his pistol and fired a shot into the air.

The crisp sound of gunfire seemed to be a signal, which immediately stirred up the position.

"What's going on, who's shooting?"

After a while, the voice of the battalion commander Valery came.

Cosenz immediately shouted. "It's me who shoots."

The battalion commander Valery, who walked to the top of the mountain, saw Kosenz and said with some doubts. "Cosentz, what's going on?"

Cosenz took it to the side where the situation was discovered, pointing. "An enemy is coming."

Hearing Kosenz's words, the battalion commander Valery immediately took out a telescope from his satchel and took a closer look.

"It's really our men, the enemy who pursued them behind at least the size of a cavalry battalion."

Valery, who found out about the situation, quickly said to the soldiers behind him. "Give my order, and the position is on alert."

With Valery's order, the third battalion was immediately put into combat readiness. Everyone rushed to the fortifications with weapons.

And the two troops chasing and fleeing in the distance also let everyone see clearly. The ones in front of them were friendly soldiers wearing the same uniforms, but they were not in good shape, and almost everyone hung their colors. And behind it, the Abyssinian cavalry of the brigade pursued behind it.

Valery, who was the battalion commander, gave the order to a 57-mm gun crew behind him after visually measuring the distance. "Fire the guns, warn the Abyssinians."

"Bang!"

A cannonball exploded in front of its right, causing the pursuing Abyssinian cavalry to slowly stop. They glanced at the Italian officers and soldiers who were waiting for them, and left without looking back.

Although he saw the enemy cavalry turn away, Valery did not let everyone be disarmed, but gave orders. "Cosentz, you take a few men and bring the friendly forces back."

"Yes, sir."

"Follow me in the second row."

Cosenz then immediately greeted him with a dozen or so soldiers.

"Which unit are you from?"

Nearly a hundred meters away, Kosenz began to ask.

One of the cavalrymen, who wore the rank of sergeant, opened his mouth to reply. "We are the second platoon of the seventh company of the cavalry regiment directly under the 3rd Army."

Numbered correctly, Kosenz led the men over to them.

"How can you be pursued by the Abyssinians?"

"Give us some water first, let me drink it, I'm telling you."

Kosentz didn't have a water bottle with him, so he asked for one from his own soldier and handed it over.

The friendly soldier was not polite, and immediately took the kettle and took a few sips, then he handed the kettle to the others, and the same action was shown in the hands of the other cavalrymen, and the pot of water was just drunk in a circle.

The actions of these people made Kosenz realize that these cavalrymen were elite.

But the question has to be asked, Cosenz then spoke. "Now let's talk about what this is."

"We went to Adwa to reconnoiter the enemy, and we were surprised to find that the enemy was massing. Then under the leadership of the platoon commander, we prepared to see what the enemy wanted to do, and try to see if we could scratch our tongues and torture them. However, when we scratched our tongues, there was a little accident, and then the enemy pursued us all the way to this place. Now we have a platoon of cavalry, and there are only a few of us left. ”

The words of this sergeant cavalry made the Kosenz and his party awe-inspired, and it must be the elite who dared to touch the enemy's nose to scout, but they were unlucky to be discovered by the enemy.

"What are you going to do now?"

"Let's go back and report first. I sensed something was wrong with these enemies, and I chased them all the way here. ”

"Okay, do you need anything else?"

"No, it's not a short walk from Mara City."

"Good luck then."

"Goodbye, friend."

"Goodbye."

Sending off these scout cavalry, who did not stop for a moment, Kosenz informed the battalion commander of what he knew.

"Okay, I got it. Dare to chase us in front of our position, these Abyssinians are really bold. ”

I'm in a good mood