"Lao Li, how do you fight?"

Xu, the deputy battalion commander who was also involved in the same body, like a mud monkey, climbed to Li Zhen's side, stared at the sky in the distance and asked in a low voice.

"The order given to us by the headquarters is to take this place before dark."

"I just took a look, these white-skinned pigs have no other skills, and they are good at digging turtle shells."

"We don't have heavy weapons in our hands, just two artillery pieces and two heavy machine guns, it's a bit hard to bite!"

Handing the telescope to Lao Xu beside him, Li Zhen said his observations and worries with a solemn face.

"If it's hard to bite, you have to gnaw it!"

Observing Lao Xu on the other side, he replied firmly

"This is the only way for the Western Alliance troops to go to Vienna, and if the headquarters wants to seize this place, it must want to have a vigorous battle here, and annihilate the main army of the Western Alliance together."

"And the terrain here is also very suitable, once we have captured a line of sky, the enemy wants to retreat, either climb the mountain, or detour hundreds of miles."

"But there are not a few cities within a few hundred miles, and their hundreds of thousands of troops have no supplies, and they will also be destroyed."

"So this task is very arduous, and it is also the trust of the headquarters in our battalion, no matter what the cost, we must complete this task."

After roughly observing the situation, Lao Xu handed the telescope to several officers next to him, gritted his teeth and said his guess, and expressed his determination.

Li Zhen nodded slightly, glanced back at the mud monkey behind him, and saw that many people looked a little tired, and a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes.

These were brothers who had been with him for almost a year, and he knew in his heart how difficult this task was.

Even if the mission is completed, at least half of the people present will fall here.

But Li Zhen also understood that if they could complete the task, the subsequent conquest battle would be smooth sailing, and the casualties of the main army would be greatly reduced.

And more importantly, the terrain is simply too complicated.

If they don't take a line of sky, and the enemy lays a heavy defense here, the main army will have to pay a lot of casualties to take it, even if it has the cooperation of the air force and artillery corps.

Looking up at the sky, and then at the well-defended line of sky in the distance, Li Zhenyi gritted his teeth.

"It's done!"

Lao Xu glanced at him, nodded and didn't speak.

Soon, a group of officers came to a remote place.

Li Zhen looked at the crowd: "There is still half an hour before dawn, and people are the most tired at this time." ”

"Plus they don't know, we're already here, and the security will definitely be very low, and this is our chance."

Take out a few stones and hand one of them to the captain of the first squad.

"Xiao Zi, you take your team, quietly touch the opponent's last line of defense, wait for my signal, don't attack without my whistle."

Then he took out two more and handed them to the leaders of the second and third squads.

"You two squads are responsible for detouring left and right to see if you can climb to the top of the sky, and I will lead the rest of the people to attack from the front to attract the enemy's attention and firepower."

"As soon as the enemy's rear is empty, you immediately attack and block the enemy's rear."

The two squad leaders nodded, squeezing the stone tightly in their hands.

Taking a deep breath, Li Zhen handed the last stone to Lao Xu.

"You lead the fourth squad and the artillery squad to give us support in the rear."

"If I die, you will take over the command, continue the attack, and report the situation here to the headquarters, so that the other nearest pioneer battalions will come and take over our offensive mission."

"I'm in charge of leading the attack, and you're in the back."

Lao Xu pushed the stone back and offered to take on the task of new firepower.

Li Zhen looked at the other party solemnly, "Xu Guangqi, this is an order!" ”

Lao Xu was stunned, looked at Li Zhen with firm eyes, was silent for a while, and took the stone.

"Let the brothers check the ammunition and leave in a quarter of an hour, I will attack before dawn, and I hope you will reach the designated position."

Untied the gun wrapped in a tarpaulin, Liu Zhen loaded the gun with a "click" and raised his hand to salute several squad leaders.

Several people immediately returned the salute.

"Daming Wansheng!"

Stretching out his hand, Li Zhen let out a low shout, and the others folded their fists on it and shouted in a low voice.

"Wan Sheng!"

On the first line of the day, the cave where the soldiers were stationed rested.

Vince looked at the command in his hand, his expression full of indifference.

This is an order from the headquarters of the Western Alliance, asking him to strengthen his vigilance and ensure the safe passage of the main army here.

As an idealist, he was very disgusted with the alliance's way of fighting to avoid the main force of the Ming Dynasty at first.

He felt that they should be like knights and have a head-to-head duel with Da Ming.

However, he was only a thousand people old, and he was still a young man who had just inherited his father's position, and what he said was not even a fart for those nobles.

Later, by chance, he came into contact with the king of the Ottoman Empire, Omurad.

Vins, a young and bold man, raised his own ideas and doubts.

Omurad did not choose to ignore the other party because of his low status, but patiently explained the tactics to the other party and the comparison of the strength of the two sides.

Omurad's explanation made Wins, who rarely had access to top-notch intelligence, suddenly realize, and at the same time he also understood that the Western Alliance's choice of this combat method was actually really a helpless move.

Understanding the difficulties of the Alliance, Vince immediately revised his idea and told Omurad about it.

Omurad's eyes lit up when he heard this.

He didn't expect that the young man who chatted casually would have such a high opinion on military affairs.

Seeing that the other party had an opportunity to cultivate, Omurad, who lacked generals, directly sent out an invitation, hoping that Wens could join the Ottoman Empire.

Vins, who has always felt that he has been neglected, has long had the idea of changing jobs in his heart.

Omurad, the king of a vast empire, did not dislike his identity and personally threw an olive branch, but Wins only hesitated for a moment and agreed to join the Ottoman Empire.

Omurad did not treat him badly, and handed over the newly formed 2,000-strong new rifle battalion to the other side.

And assured him that in the future, the new equipment of the Ottoman Empire would be given priority to his troops.

Omurad's trust made Vins very excited, and he vowed in his heart that he must complete the other party's task well.

Since he defected to Omurad, Vins has only obeyed the orders of the other party.

As for the Western Alliance, it is not even a fart in his eyes.

So the order issued by the Western coalition, without Omurad's signature, is a piece of waste paper.

Coincidentally, today's order does not have Omurad's signature.

As for why he doesn't know, it's probably an internal struggle again.

Since the withdrawal of the Eagle State from the alliance, the situation in the Western alliance is now a bit delicate.

Each country has its own agenda, and the soldiers who originally demanded regular input to the main force have also been delayed again and again.

The Western alliance is still an alliance in name, but in fact it has long been scattered internally.

Even among them, I don't know how many have secretly taken refuge in Daming.

Vince remembers that Omurad once told him that at least 1/10 of the league had secretly defected to Daming.

Now all kinds of information of the alliance have just been decided in the morning, and in the afternoon they have entered the hands of Da Ming, and there is no secret at all.

Omurad, who had little expectation of victory, was ready for total defeat.

As for what happened to the Ottoman Empire after the defeat, this Wens did not know.

Now it's imperative to consider what to do.

If there is really a Ming army coming to attack, whether to block it desperately, or to fight casually, save its strength and retreat immediately.

Scratching his head irritably.

Without Omurad's will, he really didn't know what to do.

"Your Excellency, Your Majesty the King has a letter from you."

Just as Vins was thinking about a headache, a guard walked in and handed him a letter.

Wins was overjoyed and hurriedly opened the letter.

The content of the letter was simple, asking him to obey the orders of the Union.

However, in the end, Omurad vaguely reminded him that if he couldn't hold on, he could choose to retreat and wait for the arrival of the main army.

Vince kind of got it.

Omurad meant to tell him that as a member of the Alliance, the Alliance's orders still had to be obeyed.

But the army in Omurad's hands was one of the few units in the Ottoman Empire that was fully equipped with new rifles.

If all the losses are here, Omurad will also feel distressed.

So he told Vins to just pretend, so that he could not only keep the troops, but also give an account to the alliance.

Knowing what Omurad meant, Wins's heart suddenly relaxed.

Glancing at the darkness outside the window, he stretched and turned back to the plank bed next to him to rest.

"Bang bang bang..."

However, he had just laid down when a fierce gunfire suddenly came from outside.

Vince snapped to his feet, grabbed the pistol Omurad had given him, supposedly captured on the battlefield, and rushed out of the command room.

"What's going on?"

Reaching out and grabbing a roaring soldier, Wince asked sharply.

"Report to the general, a small force of the Ming army has been found in the front, they have taken the first line of defense, and now they are attacking the second line of defense."

"Damn it!"

After listening to the soldier's report, Vince cursed in a low voice.

What the hell are the officers of the first line of defense doing, the enemy has touched their side, and they have not even found out.

In just this moment's effort, his carefully arranged layout of a defensive line was completely in vain.

Although he wanted to pull the officers of the first line of defense over and kill them, it was not time yet, he needed to go to the front line to command the troops to fight, repel this Ming force or annihilate them, as a vote for his appearance.

Two quarters of an hour ago.

After completing the assignment, Li Zhen gathered all the people with submachine guns who led the team together and formed a temporary attack team.

He then asked the riflemen to wait in the rear, and he crawled forward with the chargers, dodging various obstacles and reaching the first line of defense.

The enemy is lax.

Several sentinels were easily dealt with.

Those who fell asleep at the defense point were better solved, holding bayonets and moving in unison.

They touched one defense point after another.

But seeing that there are only a few left, the first line of defense is about to be completed.

Li Zhen and the others had just touched a defensive point, and an Ottoman soldier who was going to the toilet happened to come out of it.

The two parties directly hit each other in the face.

Although Li Zhen solved the opponent at the first time, he still alarmed the enemy at the defense point.

Seeing that there was no way to hide, Li Zhen also let go and directly ordered to fire.

Submachine gun fire, grenades littered.

In less than half an hour, dozens of enemies at the remaining defensive points were also resolved.

And as a price, on the side of the stormtroopers led by Li Zhen, one person was killed and one was injured.

Next, the two sides that each occupied a defensive line began to shoot wildly.

This kind of positional battle, every soldier on the Ming side has long been familiar with it, coupled with excellent weapons, so that they almost press the opposite side to fight.

Vins, who rushed to the position from the rear, was stunned when he looked at the frantically output firepower from the opposite side.

He had never fought against the Ming army before, and he had only heard about the strength of the Ming army, but he had not seen it with his own eyes.

In his opinion, those who boast of the strength of the Ming soldiers are just covering up their own incompetence.

Coupled with the fact that he had changed into a new weapon, he had a sudden sense of confidence in his heart.

He felt that with the weapons and equipment he had now, he would encounter the same number of Ming troops, not to mention winning, and it would be no problem to make a draw.

But today, when he really fought with the Ming army, he realized how naïve his idea was.

The rain of bullets from the opposite side made the soldiers on his side barely able to raise their heads.

Occasionally, a few bold ones were honeycomb by a dense barrage of bullets as soon as their heads poked out.

"Damn, is this the strength of Da Ming?"

Vins, who was hiding in a trench and being protected by several soldiers, couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

However, as soon as his scolding fell, a fierce firefight suddenly sounded in the sky behind him.

It turned out that after the attention of the Ottoman soldiers was attracted to the front, the two squads that made a detour to the left and right sent two Yungui soldiers.

These two soldiers grew up in the mountains, and their ability to climb mountains and trees is first-class.

The two men had ropes tied around their waists, like monkeys climbing quickly, and the stone walls were almost smooth in the eyes of the other soldiers.

Perhaps thinking that the Ming Dynasty was a soldier and had no ability to climb up, Vins was barely defended on the top of the mountain.

And it turned out.

The two squads easily climbed to the top of the mountain, and then rappelled directly into the hinterland of the heavens, where they engaged in a fierce battle with the remaining Ottoman soldiers inside.

"Whistle!"

Li Zhen, who had just beaten a shuttle, heard the fierce gunfire coming from the canyon, his eyes lit up, and he shouted at a wounded soldier next to him.

The soldier did not hesitate, raised his whistle and blew it vigorously.

"Beep beep..."

The first squad, which was lying in ambush not far from the enemy's second line of defense, after hearing the whistle, directly opened the way with a round of grenades, and then rushed into the enemy's trench with a shout under the leadership of several officers.

"Up!"

Seeing that the flank team had already attacked the opponent's second trench, Li Zhen shouted and rushed out with the first submachine gun in his hand.

"Kill!"

The soldiers, who were lying on the first line of defense and facing each other, jumped out of the trench without hesitation and rushed out.

"Damn it!"

Hearing the sound of gunfire from the left, in front and behind, Vince cursed, glanced at the defeated soldiers who were beaten, sighed helplessly, shouted "withdraw", and the first turned and ran away.

The other Ottoman soldiers, seeing that the boss had run away, gave up their resistance and turned around with their weapons in their hands and ran.

That is, the empire has a rule that soldiers are not allowed to discard weapons, and if anyone is found to have discarded a weapon, they will be sentenced to hanging.

Although 10 pounds is not heavy, it is really a burden for people fleeing for their lives.

If it weren't for the fact that one side would die, and one side might die, they would not hesitate to throw away the weapons and equipment on their bodies, put on civilian clothes to hide their identity, and live a mediocre life.

No one wants to die, but the world has to force you to die.