As low-level officers, they did not know the situation. As the commander of Mara City, Major General Wagman felt a very different atmosphere.
"All the reconnaissance cavalry we sent were driven back. This is very abnormal."
Major General Wagman watched the reports from the meeting that kept coming in, causing more wrinkles on his forehead.
In front of him was Colonel Cabrera, the chief of staff of the advance team, who also agreed with his point of view.
"Yes, the enemy has covered the entire battlefield, so there will definitely be a big move. Should we send people to take a look?"
Facing the words of his chief of staff, Major General Wagman shook his head and said, "No, we don't have much reconnaissance power at our disposal. And even if we send it out, how can we stop the enemy's encirclement and suppression?"
Cabrera thought of the reports he had read before. The reconnaissance troops had encountered crazy encirclement and suppression by ten times more enemies, and these Abyssinian cavalry were searching like a net, not letting go of any clues.
It must be said that on the Abyssinian Plateau, the Italian cavalry was no match for these people.
When he thought that the enemy must be making big moves, Cabrera was a little reluctant. "Then what should we do?"
"Protect your retreat and wait."
"wait?"
"Yes."
After Cabrera heard Wagman's decision, he didn't know what to say, but no matter what he wanted to do, facing the enemy's frantic search, he really had no good way. Who made his cavalry number too small?
, dare not compete with these Abyssinian cavalry.
Of course, waiting was not Wagman's only idea. In addition to sending a letter to General Simeone in the rear to inform him of the current situation, he also ordered the troops around Mara City to continue building fortifications and sent troops to
Strengthen the defensive force from Adi Kwara to Mara.
He had a feeling that the enemy would definitely attack his supply line.
His premonition was accurate. About five days later, the enemy appeared.
At Dabru Mountain, Cosenz and his officers and soldiers looked at the scene outside with nervous expressions. In fact, he was not the only one, but all the officers and soldiers of the entire three battalions defending Dabru Mountain felt nervous.
"There must be at least 50,000 to 60,000 enemies."
The voice of his friend came from beside him. Barry looked at so many enemies and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
"Only more, not less."
Cosenz looked at the overwhelming enemies and answered his friend with a serious expression.
On the side of the position commander, Battalion Commander Valery, he pulled over a messenger. "Immediately report to Major General Wagman that the enemy is attacking, with at least 60,000 troops. We need reinforcements."
Five hundred versus sixty thousand, Battalion Commander Valery did not have this daydream. A qualified officer should know how to make a choice, but of course he did not want and would not surrender to the enemy.
After giving orders to the messengers, Valery's loud voice spread throughout the camp. "Cheer up and don't act like a bitch. No matter how many enemies there are, they still don't have as many bullets as we do."
It's so strange sometimes. After the battalion commander yelled at them, many people became less nervous.
The news that the Dablu Mountain position encountered a large Abyssinian force soon reached the ears of Major General Wagman. After hearing the news of the enemy's attack, he immediately ordered. "Let the Third Guards Regiment
Other troops go to reinforce, and the position on Dablu Mountain cannot be lost."
Major General Wagman did not intend to give up this position so easily. With the defenders of Dabulu Mountain in check, the enemy would not be able to completely encircle Mara, which was very important to him.
In addition to asking the Third Guards Regiment to reinforce his third battalion, Major General Wagman also had other measures. "Give orders to the strongholds along the way to Adi Kwara. If they encounter an unbeatable opponent, they are allowed to abandon their strongholds."
.In addition, send a letter to General Simeone."
Major General Wagman quickly wrote on a piece of letterhead: Your Excellency, Lieutenant General, the enemy has come to Mara City. Please decide how to fight. I will hold my position and wait for the appearance of the Lieutenant General.
He quickly folded the letterhead and put it into the envelope, and handed it over to the military commander.
Although he had previously ordered troops to reinforce various strongholds along the road, but now faced with the enemy's large-scale appearance, he was ready to abandon these strongholds. After all, these strongholds only had two to three hundred people. If they were surrounded by the enemy, he would not be able to do so.
Send troops for reinforcements.
Following Major General Wagmann's order, Marat's Italian troops immediately mobilized and prepared to fight the incoming enemy.
But while they were still preparing, the battle on Mount Dabulu had already begun.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
The artillery from the attacking side continued to bombard the position, while the officers and soldiers of the third battalion stayed calmly behind the fortifications and watched the Abyssinian artillery display.
There was no way, the enemy's artillery performed too poorly, and basically fired randomly. The bombardment lasted for nearly half an hour, and the only result was that a section of the breastwork was destroyed, and a few unlucky people hiding behind it were killed.
But think about it, if you want to train an elite artillery force, you need to practice with cannonballs. And for the Abyssinians who need to import everything, this cost is too shocking.
So except for a small amount of artillery skills that were barely good, the rest were simply trained.
Even for many artillerymen, it was their first time to fire artillery today. With such quality, how could there be too many accurate shots? It would be good if they could fire out.
Perhaps seeing the poor performance of his artillery, the enemy commander then ordered the artillery to stop.
Then the soldiers fighting appeared.
As soon as these soldiers with various weapons appeared, the officers and soldiers of the third battalion who were hiding from stray bullets behind the position appeared.
"Steady, don't rush yet, steady."
The officers in the position give orders to the soldiers around them, which can relieve the tension in the hearts of the soldiers.
When the attacking Abyssinian officers saw that no fire was being fired from the position, they kept encouraging the soldiers to speed up and rush to the position.
400 meters!
300 meters!
"Fire!"
Seeing that the enemy was close to the optimal shooting range, Cosentz, who was directing the battle, let out a roar.
"Bang bang bang~"
Following his order, gunfire erupted immediately on the position, and the enemy soldiers rushing at the front fell to the ground.
"Attack, don't stop."
The enemy commander completely ignored the casualties and kept ordering his troops not to stop attacking.
Cosentz, on the other hand, led his company with rifles in his hands, harvesting the lives of the enemies. However, there were too many enemies, and the constant flow of enemies made their shooting unable to keep up with the rhythm, and the enemies were getting closer and closer to the position.
Suddenly, a sound different from that of a rifle came.
"Da da da da!"
The Maxim machine gun behind the position opened fire, and the charging enemies were cut down in pieces like wheat.
When the enemy saw the continuous firepower erupting from the position, they immediately ordered their troops to retreat. Many princes had tried the machine guns in the hands of the Italians, so it was normal to be a little afraid.
Another more important point is that they have figured out the firepower of the position, and perhaps a fierce battle will break out during the next attack.
