Chapter six hundred and forty seventh fire brigade captain
Facing the request for help from the Kingdom of Sardinia, Major General Trochu, who had a slightly upright personality, pointed his finger at the chest of the Sardinian officer and reprimanded: "What the hell is going on with you Sardinians? Same thing.
It was a sudden artillery attack, why are your troops not ready yet, while our French army can quickly organize a counterattack!"
Major General Trochu's rebuke made the officers of the Kingdom of Sardinia feel ashamed.
The French Empire has indeed treated the Kingdom of Sardinia with utmost benevolence. Not only did His Majesty the Emperor not disrespect them as he treated traditional vassal states, but he also equipped them with an artillery regiment and thirty heavy cannons. He was originally listening to Mala.
Marshal More said that His Majesty the Emperor shipped a total of fifty heavy cannons from France this time. After giving thirty to Sardinia, they only had twenty left.
"Your Excellency, Chief of Staff, the Kingdom of Sardinia cannot be compared with the French Empire!" The officer of the Kingdom of Sardinia implored Major General Trochu: "Please do it for the sake of fighting side by side with Sardinia in France.
Come on, save us!"
The current Kingdom of Sardinia is like Zhang Lingfu standing on the slopes of Menglianggu asking for help from "Te Tianxia" standing on Inkerman Mountain.
It is a pity that the "Lalingfu" of the Kingdom of Sardinia did not want to give the Russian army a "central flower", but was suppressed by the Russian army.
Of course, the Russian army is not the army that crawled out of hell more than ninety years later. Now they are more like a reduced version of the KMT army (after 412).
The French army is a relatively healthy kmt army (before 412).
As for that idealistic army that has gone through the trials of blood and fire and emerged from the ravines under the leadership of a great man, no country in the entire world has it.
"Tetianxia"... No, it should be Trochu... Although Trochu was angry about the Kingdom of Sardinia's request for help, he still had to consider supporting Sardinia on the left.
Otherwise, if the Sardinian army retreats together, the Russian army can set up their artillery on the left wing to bombard France.
(Currently, Major General Trochu does not know that the Russian Empire, which has more than 60,000 people, has much fewer artillery than the Third Division stationed in the French Empire.)
Then the French Empire may face a flanking attack, not to mention that he still doesn't know what the situation is like on the Fedougin Hills, which is about two kilometers away from him.
If they are also fought by the Russian Empire, then Sardinia will not be able to lose its position.
Otherwise, the French Empire would not only be attacked from two sides, but also besieged on all sides.
At that time, Trochu could only consider leading the army back to Sevastopol, resting in Sevastopol, and then going out to fight.
However, it may not necessarily be him who leads the troops out of Sevastopol to fight again.
After all, he himself is only the chief of staff of the Guards Division Commander. If his current boss, Marshal Pellissier, did not respect his former "boss" and Canrobert was unwilling to take over the Guards Division, the temporary command of the Guards Division would have been lost.
It will definitely not belong to him.
Therefore, Trochu could not make mistakes no matter what. He had to make achievements to show to His Majesty the Emperor of Sevastopol Fortress. Only in this way could he secure his position.
"Do you know how many Russians there are on the left wing?" Major General Trochu immediately asked the Sardinian officer.
After hearing Major General Trochu's question, the officer of the Kingdom of Sardinia immediately showed a smile on his face. He nodded desperately and said to Major General Trochu: "There are about four to five regiments!"
"I didn't expect that you actually have five regiments there!" Major General Trochu touched his chin in astonishment, and also thought for a moment on his face, as if saying to himself: "It seems that the Russian soldiers at the foot of the mountain are
At least there should be more than 40,000 people!”
"Your Excellency, Chief of Staff, if we don't go over, I'm afraid the left wing will be lost!" an officer from the Kingdom of Sardinia urged Major General Trochu.
"Okay!" Major General Trochu nodded, and then ordered the French army on the Inkermann Mountain to deploy a regiment of troops to follow him to the rescue. The remaining soldiers stayed in place to attack the invading Russian enemies at any time.
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"One regiment of troops? Is it really possible?" An officer from the Kingdom of Sardinia asked Trochu worriedly: "Russia has nearly four to five regiments of troops participating in the battle!"
"One regiment is enough!" Major General Trochu responded confidently to the officers of the Kingdom of Sardinia.
After about 10 minutes passed, a full regiment of more than 2,000 people gathered in four columns.
Major General Trochu also ordered his horse to be brought out.
"Let's go!" Major General Trochu on horseback pointed at the ridge on Inkermann's left wing and said to the soldiers.
The Manchu regiment marched toward Inkerman Mountain in a mighty manner, vowing to help the Sardinian army and the Russian army's attack.
On the other hand, General Soilov in the valley became furious after receiving the news of the disastrous defeat from Inkerman Mountain. He picked up the documents in the camp and threw them directly in their faces.
The five regiment leaders did not dare to say a word, but lowered their heads and listened to General Soilov's "teachings."
"Are you still the elite of the Russian Empire? Only about an hour has passed, and your casualties have exceeded four digits! What is going on? Can you explain it to me clearly!" General Soilov said with a trembling voice.
A local voice asked the five group leaders present.
"General, it's like this..." One of the regiment commanders vividly described to General Soilov what happened at that time.
"You were easily defeated by them like this!" General Soilov asked the regimental leader with still an unbelievable expression on his face.
"Yes! The French army didn't give us any reaction time at all! After just a face-to-face encounter, they used their artillery with a longer range and greater power than us and beat us to pieces!!" Yekaterin
The commander of the regiment repeated what General Soilov had heard after the failure of the last attack: "Your Excellency, Commander, the number of people in my regiment is now less than half of what it was before the war, and many soldiers have not returned yet!"
The leader of the Tarutins regiment also told Soilov that the number of his regiment was about a quarter less than before the war.
The remaining regimental commanders, led by the Tarutins Regiment and the Ekaterina Regiment, also complained to General Soilov. Soilov's face became increasingly gloomy, and he felt that he did not feel like he was commanding a group of troops.
A well-trained army, but it is like commanding a motley army.
However, Soilov in this time and space was far luckier than Soilov in historical time and space. In history, he was shot dead by the British army immediately after he hastily challenged the British army just after attacking Inkerman Mountain.
This is not over yet. After Soilov's death, the Russian Empire continued to attack the British army on Inkerman Mountain. However, because Menshikov and Dannenberg did not cooperate with each other, nearly 4
The Russian army of ten thousand soldiers was chased and beaten by a regiment of French soldiers, and the Russian army was forced to retreat.
After Menshikov and Dannenberg led their troops back to Bakhchisaray, both sides blamed each other for the failure of the war because of their lack of cooperation, and then unanimously blamed Soilov.
Poor Soilo was not only cheated during his lifetime, but also became the scapegoat after his death.
"Tell me, what exactly do you want to do?" General Soilov whispered to the regimental commander present.
The regimental commander in the camp told General Soilov that they only wanted to postpone the attack and give them some time to contain the broken troops.
"Okay!" Considering the morale of the army, General Soilov could only nod his head and agreed with the opinions of the regiment leaders.
After all five regiment commanders left, General Soilov turned around and sat on his chair.
At this moment, he suddenly discovered that the chair under his butt had become "hot" at some point. He stood up straight, sighed, and sat down again.
However, no matter how hot the chair is, you must sit down. This is his duty as the commander of the Russian Imperial Army.
After a while, a piece of news came into the camp, and General Soilov's face immediately showed joy: "What? The range of action of the Sardinian troops on the left has been compressed into the trench by you, and they dare not
Revealed!"
"Yes! General" the intelligence officer responsible for reporting the news responded immediately, and then told General Soilov most of the entire battle.
After hearing this, General Soilov was surprised by Sardinia's combat effectiveness.
Although he has repeatedly underestimated Sardinia, Sardinia's combat effectiveness has always refreshed his understanding.
"Do you have any offensive positions now?" General Soilov asked excitedly.
"No!" The intelligence officer shook his head and said to Soilov: "We plan to use artillery to smash their turtle shells first, and then attack them!"
"No!" General Soilov shook his head and responded to him: "You should quickly occupy the left wing at all costs, otherwise, the French army on Inkerman Mountain will go to support!"
"Inkerman Mountain?" The intelligence officer was stunned for a moment and asked cautiously: "I remember that Inkerman Mountain should be the main direction of our attack..."
"That's right! I sent five elite regiments there. Not only did they not advance at all, but they also killed a group of people... It's really..." General Soilov didn't know what to say.
Well, he could only smile and ask the adjutant who delivered the intelligence to pass his order to the Russian army on the left flank of Inkerman Mountain.
Unfortunately, they were still a step too late. When the adjutant delivering the intelligence returned to the left wing of Inkerman Mountain, he saw the Russian army receding like a tide. It was obvious that the Russian army, which had just won not long ago, was facing defeat again.