Chapter 648： Clearing and making dumplings

"What exactly is going on?"

Looking at the troop of the Russian Empire running towards him in front of him, the officer who was originally in charge of passing on General Soinlov's next order felt that it was absurd. It had only been half an hour since he reported to General Soinlov. , which means that they added an artillery regiment to the four and a half regiments on the left flank and were completely defeated by the Sardinian army on the left flank in only half an hour.

Impossible... definitely not Sardinia...

The officer shook his head again and again. He didn't believe that Sardinia had this ability. If the Kingdom of Sardinia really had this ability, they wouldn't be able to squeeze the scope of activities into the trenches.

After a few seconds, the officer thought of other possibilities again. He remembered that General Soinlov had just said that the elite troops of the five regiments deployed by the Russian Empire on Mount Inkerman did not defeat them, but were beaten by the French army. A discarded armor.

Could it be that the French devote all their troops to the rescue of the Left!

The more the officer thought about it, the more he felt that only this possibility made sense. After all, losing to the French Empire is not too embarrassing. Anyway, they have been losing to the French Empire since the beginning of the Crimean Peninsula War, and it would not hurt to lose once or twice.

However, losing to the Kingdom of Sardinia is a terrible thing.

So, the officer on the horse quickly intercepted a group of fleeing Imperial troops with a flintlock pistol and pressed him to ask what happened to the left flank of Inkerman Hill.

The Russian soldier who was forced to stop by the officer shook his head in frustration and replied, "Sir, I don't know what happened?"

Hearing the soldier's answer, the officer's face showed a look of tears and laughter: "Then why did you run away?"

The Russian Imperial soldier was stunned for a few seconds, and then responded to the officer politely: "I saw that everyone in front was running backwards, so I followed along!"

"The people in front...together..." The officer quickly realized that this might be a military disaster with a small-scale collapse that led to a full-scale collapse.

After understanding the cause of the military disaster, the next thing to do now is to quickly locate the brigadier general.

Later, the officer asked the routed soldiers if they knew the location of the brigadier general.

The defeated soldiers shook their heads, indicating that their troops had always been in the rear, and they knew the situation on the front line.

After explaining, the routed soldiers cautiously asked the officers if they could leave.

The officer on the horse sighed as he looked at the rout of troops like a wave.

Up to now, it is meaningless to hold the responsibility of one or two fallen soldiers. On the contrary, it will cause a stress response from the fallen soldiers, and there may be some big troubles.

If you don't make trouble, you may be directly shot by the defeated soldiers. The soldiers who want to escape here don't care what officer or general you are. Therefore, the most urgent task now is to find the brigadier general!

"Go! Go!" The officer waved his hand and said to the defeated soldiers, and then added: "After you go down, you must return to the army you belong to! Remember not to run around, otherwise your situation will be very difficult. !"

"Yes! Yes!" The defeated soldiers said to the officer with a nod and bow. They seemed to agree with the officer's judgment very much. In fact, they were unwilling to return to the army to be bulls and horses.

He had heard that the French army in Sevastopol would give special treatment to the surrendering Russian soldiers. At least they could have enough to eat every day. Instead of being hungry for nine days with the tsar, it would be better to surrender to France.

After the routed soldier separated from the officer, the officer continued to ride forward. After questioning several people without getting an answer, he shifted his target to the person with the same rank as him.

Finally, he got the information from the mouth of a major.

It turned out that not long after he went to the headquarters, a French army rushed over from the side of the imperial army, and the Russian army who was caught off guard was quickly stunned by the sudden French army.

At the same time, the brigadier general in charge of the attack and his adjutant were also killed by the French army.

The colonel who succeeded the brigadier general, who had not given an order, was also killed by the French army.

The Russian Imperial Army, which lost several commanders in succession, was simply unable to organize an attack on the Sardinian positions. The Sardinian army in the trenches was also under the order of La Mallamore after seeing this scene. , launched an attack on the Russian army with artillery.

With the combined efforts of the French and Sardinian armies, the front-line troops of the Russian Imperial Army were quickly routed.

The partial defeat in the emotional blessing of panic immediately turned into a complete defeat. Just a little bit of color, they were praised by Suoyinlov, and they turned into the current scene in a blink of an eye.

"Hey! The defeat is like a mountain!" The fleeing major sighed and acted as an afterthought: "Actually, there are not too many French troops to support this time, and it is entirely possible for us to defeat them all! However, we Not only did they not defeat them, but they were chased round and round!"

With the sound of gunshots coming from behind, the defeated major changed drastically. He hurriedly said to his comrades on the horse: "You also run! Sardinia will soon catch up!"

After speaking, the defeated major ran away, not wanting to reflexively launch a counter-charge against Sardinia and France.

The hopeless officer looking for the brigadier general had no choice but to turn his horse's head and walk down the mountain.

On the other hand, Trox, who led the regiment's support, joined forces with La Maramore in victory.

La Malamour, who turned from defeat to victory, held Major General Trox's hand excitedly and said, "Thank you for your support! If it wasn't for your timely support, I really don't know what to do... You are really brave and good at fighting. General!"

Major General Trox also smiled at La Malamour. At this time, he seemed to have forgotten what he said at Inkerman Hill. The Empire and the Kingdom of Sardinia are a pair of friendly countries that support and help each other! And I don’t think a mere Russian army can defeat your army!”

"You have shown your love!" La Mallamore responded with a wry smile. His family knew about his family. Although it was said that the army of the Kingdom of Sardinia was not inferior to the British and French in the march and formation, they The disparity in quality, quantity and will of the armies of first-class powers like Britain, France and Russia is not at the same level at all.

Take the most elite hunting battalion in Sardinia, they are indeed better than the Russian Imperial Army in shooting, but in the real will competition, they are still a lot worse.

This led to the fact that his hunting battalion won first and then lost, not to mention that their army was unable to quickly organize an effective counterattack after being shelled.

If the French artillery regiment stationed here quickly used rapid fire to block the attack of the Russian imperial army, they would probably not have been able to survive the arrival of the French army. If you think about it, it would be a shame to lose your home.

La Maramore immediately asked Major General Trox what they should do now.

Major General Trosch suggested that the Fassa army continue to pursue the fleeing soldiers while sending people to Sevastopol and the Ferdokin Hills to seek assistance.

"Your Excellency Marshal, do you want to keep the army at the foot of the mountain!" Major General Trox asked La Malamour.

"Of course!" La Malamour asked without thinking.

"Then send someone to the nearby Joana River!" Trosh Brigadier General La Malamour said: "I guess they must have built pontoon bridges near the Joana River. As long as they can destroy those pontoon bridges, we will We are sure to annihilate them all!"

"Okay! I'll do it now!" Marshal La Malamour's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly responded to Brigadier General Trox.

Brigadier General Trosch shook his head and said to Marshal La Malamour: "Wait a second! There are at least 50,000 troops under the mountain, and the two of us together are not as many as them (20,000 in the third division, 20,000 in the 10,000 people in Sardinia), still need some help!"

"Okay! I'll listen to you!" La Malamour nodded to Brigadier General Trox.

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The message from Mount Inkerman crossed the ravine and reached the south bank of Sevastopol. At this time, the south bank of Sevastopol was also under strict alert, with one or two standing on each street. French soldier.

After the messenger arrived at the headquarters of the expeditionary force, he was immediately received by Jerome Bonaparte, the supreme commander of the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force. Defend Mount Inkerman.

The messenger briefed Jerome Bonaparte on the situation on Mount Inkerman and the attack by the Russian army on Mount Inkerman.

"Very good!" Jerome Bonaparte nodded and said approvingly: "Please help me tell the troops on Mount Inkerman, they are all good! France will be proud of them!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The messenger responded deferentially, and then said Trosch's guess on the number of Russian troops attacking Mount Inkerman: "Your Majesty, Major General Trosch said that the Russian Empire was deployed near Inkerman. The army has exceeded 50,000!"

"50,000!" Jerome Bonaparte picked up a pen and circled the quarry ravine under the Inkerman Mountain. Yana River), 30,000 (Evpatoria), UU reading adds up to 120,000, so Russia still has more than 100,000 troops that have not been used... Where will their goals be? ?"

After a moment of silence, the messenger expressed his own opinion: "The subordinate guesses that the target of the Russian Empire is probably the south bank of Sevastopol! Only by defeating us can they possibly occupy the city!"

"Then why didn't he send troops to the Ferdokin Hills! It would be better to attack Inkerman Hill from the Vorontsov Trail to the outer periphery of the South Bank!" Jerome Bonaparte retorted?

The messenger opened his mouth, not knowing what to say!

"I don't understand, what the **** is Gorchakov doing? Does he want to win?" Jerome Bonaparte scratched his head, then dropped the pen on the table and euphemistically issued a eviction order.

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