A new day has begun, and so has the battle in Alem. However, today is obviously different from the past, Abyssinia's attack is more ferocious, and there is no intention of retreating at all, it is completely a fight to the death.

If it weren't for the dissuasion from the Maxim machine guns, the Abyssinians would have rushed up with a sea of casualties.

And in the face of the Abyssinian attack, the Italian officers and soldiers who were the defenders were surprised by this.

"What's wrong with these Abyssinians, why are they so desperate."

As the commander of the 6th Mountain Brigade, Zelos couldn't help but ask when he saw his men struggling to support themselves under the Abyssinian offensive.

"What else can there be, it must be General Simeone's reinforcements are coming, and these Abyssinians want to fight desperately."

Major General Pascal, who walked behind him, spoke his judgment. The commander of the Eighth Division did not look very good, with a tired expression and bloodshot eyes, but now his spirit was very high. Glancing at the Abyssinian army that had come over, he turned to Zelos and asked.

"Will the Sixth Brigade be able to withstand this wave of enemy attacks?"

Hearing that reinforcements were coming, Colonel Zeroth, who wanted to get more credit on the battlefield, said with a serious face. "Yes, I will let the officers and men of the Mountain Brigade block the enemy to the death."

"Well, I'll stop saving shells from the artillery, and they'll support you with all their might."

That's right, both are betting that the army led by General Simeone is not far from them. Because if this is not the case, then how to explain the enemy's desperate desire to seize their positions. Because of this, Major General Pascal no longer hesitated, and directly took out all his belongings to compete with the enemy.

Major General Pascal's words gave Zelos a lot of confidence, because he had to save shells, so he could not suppress the enemy's artillery, which put a lot of pressure on the defending mountain brigade. As long as there was no artillery support from the enemy, the offensive of these Abyssinians was nothing to worry about.

With Major General Pascal giving the artillery the right to fire freely, the good days of the Abyssinian artillery came to an end. Because of the terrain and the level of training, the artillery units of the Italian defenders were able to threaten all the artillery positions of the Abyssinians.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble!! ”

The artillery bombardment from the top of the hill made it impossible for the Abyssinian artillery units to suppress the defenders' positions. This artillery battle was very different from the previous ones, both sides were not dodging, and they were completely with the goal of killing 1,000 enemies and losing 800 of themselves.

So a rare scene on the battlefield occurred, the artillery positions on both sides were constantly destroyed, but they all did not evacuate. One side has the advantage of numbers, and the other side uses the advantage of its own technology.

While the artillery of the two sides was destroying each other, the battle on the position was still raging.

This time there was no retreat, one unit could not stand it, and immediately another unit picked up and rushed with them, and in front of the position at the bottom of the hill stood a row of firing squads, and if they retreated from here, they would be killed.

The strict order from military law let the Abyssinians know the harsh result of retreating and dying. These East African fighters, who could not be cornered, burst out with a final roar and rushed forward to the position.

And in the face of this death-defying outbreak, the defenders of the position were a little unable to bear it, and watched these Abyssinians gradually approach the position despite the casualties.

One hundred meters!

Fifty meters!

Twenty meters!

Immediately there was a burst of cheers, and the Abyssinians rushed to their positions and engaged the officers and men of the 6th Mountain Brigade in close combat.

"Well done, I want to celebrate the first warrior to rush forward, and I want to make him a nobleman."

At the foot of the mountain, Johannes IV looked at his own army attacking the position, and was overjoyed, and even offered the title of nobility as a reward. You must know that the aristocracy of Abyssinia was closer to the Middle Ages, with its own fiefdoms, annual revenues, and armies, and it was a small independent kingdom entirely.

After saying that he wanted a big reward, Johannes IV immediately lowered all the bets.

"Reinforcements follow and finish off the enemy."

If the Abyssinians were so happy on their side, it was terrible on the Italians side.

"Quick, organize everyone to take up arms to reinforce the position."

Watching the enemy attack the position, Major General Pascal immediately put all those who could take up arms to the position. But even so, the four balls in his hands were still pinched to death.

On the position, in the face of the attacking Abyssinians, the Italian defenders even drew their bayonets and engaged in white-knuckle combat, trying to drive the enemy out of the position.

The tragic battle unfolded on the battlefield, and the desperate fighting of the officers and soldiers of the two sides made the scene even more bloody.

Now the eyes of both sides are focused on the top of the mountain, both waiting for the result. However, they did not notice that there was movement on the edge of the battlefield.

Not to mention that no one noticed, several Abyssinian cavalrymen had blood on their bodies and rushed over desperately on horseback.

"What did you say!"

Johannes IV, with a shocked expression on his face, looked at the cavalry in front of him, and his eyes showed an unwilling expression.

Although the cavalry who reported the news did not want to anger the emperor in front of him, he still had to repeat it again. "Your Majesty, the enemy has broken through the obstruction of the Duke of Harar and is rushing here."

The atmosphere at the scene was unusually depressing, and everyone present knew that it was bad, and it was too late to retreat.

A frustrated Johannes IV waved his hand and said. "Let the troops stand back."

With the orders of Johannes IV, the sound of the retreating horn was incredulous to both sides of the hilltop fighting.

But at this time, a quick defender shouted. "Our reinforcements are coming."

"Reinforcements are coming."

This sentence greatly boosted the morale of the defenders, and even more so to the Abyssinians who had attacked before. He didn't care about engaging the defenders on the position, and hurried down the mountain.

But it's a little late for them to descend the mountain. Because in the distance, the smoke and dust from the mass army march have appeared.

The figure of the first indigenous cavalry has loomed, which means that in less than half an hour, reinforcements will appear on the battlefield.

Faced with this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Major General Pascal took out his final hole card. "The fourth regiment attacked, dragged the enemy, and couldn't let them run."

With the order of Major General Pascal, nearly two thousand well-recharged Italian troops, bursting out with infinite combat effectiveness, they chased the enemy's retreat and rushed over.

The attack of the Fourth Regiment was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and the Abyssinians, who had only retreated, collapsed, and it snowballed like a snowball, getting bigger and bigger, and it seemed that it was about to spread to the entire battlefield.

At this time, as Emperor Johannes IV of Abyssinia, he made a surprising decision.

"You retreat with your troops, I'll stay behind and break the rear."

"Emperor, think twice."

"Your Majesty......"

Faced with the dissuasion of the prince, Johannes IV waved his hand to stop him from speaking. "You retreat first, and if I die, let Menelik succeed to the throne, and fight with the Italians, let me be the end."

After saying this, Johannes IV gave the final order. "Order the Praetorian Guards to come over at once, and prepare to fight with the Emperor."

Johannes IV's Praetorian Guard was his most loyal army, with more than 10,000 Praetorian Guards being the best trained and equipped, which was also the core force of Johannes IV's coercion over the entire empire. Today, though, he needs to use this force to hold off the enemy and win a way for the rest of the troops.

Because he knew that someone had to be responsible for this defeat, and no one could bear the responsibility for such a loss except him, the emperor.

So this Johannes IV, with his Praetorian Guard, became the anchor of the defeated Abyssinian officers and soldiers, so that the already continuous rout was gradually quelled.

It's just that the army led by Simone has appeared in front of him, so that the emperor's Praetorian Guard can't leave at all.

The aging emperor drew his sword and gave orders to his Praetorian Guard in a loud voice.

"Praetorian Guard, forward!"

I'm in a good mood