My Italian

What they, as junior officers, did not know, Major General Wagman, the commander of Mara City, felt a very different atmosphere.

"The reconnaissance cavalry we sent were all driven back, which is very abnormal."

Major General Wagman looked at the reports of the meeting, which made his forehead more wrinkled.

In front of him was Colonel Cabrera, the chief of staff of the advance team, who also agreed with him.

"Yeah, the enemy has obscured the entire battlefield tense, and there must be big moves. Are we sending someone 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 report he had read before, that the reconnaissance troops had encountered ten times more frantic encirclement and suppression by the enemy, and these Abyssinian cavalry were searching with nets, and they simply did not miss any clues.

It has to be said that on the Abyssinian plateau, the Italian cavalry is no match for these people at all.

Thinking that the enemy must have a big move, Cabrera was a little unwilling. "Then what should we do?"

"Protect the way back and wait."

"Wait?"

"Yes."

After hearing Wagman's decision, Cabrera didn't know what to say, but no matter what she wanted to do, she really had no good way to face the frantic search by the enemy. Who made their own cavalry too small to be consumed with these Abyssinian cavalry.

Of course, waiting is not Wageman's only idea. In addition to sending a letter to General Simone in the rear to inform the current situation, he also ordered the troops around the city of Mara to continue to build fortifications, and also sent troops to Strengthen the defense of Adiquara to Mara.

He had a feeling that the enemy would definitely attack his supply line.

His hunch was accurate, and after about five days, the enemy appeared.

In Dablu Mountain, Cosenz looked at the scene outside with a nervous expression on his own officers and soldiers. In fact, it was not only him, but all the officers and soldiers of the three battalions defending Dablu Mountain were all nervous.

"There are at least fifty or sixty thousand enemies."

Seeing so many enemies, Barry couldn't help swallowing when he heard the voice of his friend.

"Only more, not less."

Cosenz looked at the overwhelming enemy, and answered his friend with a serious expression.

On the side of Battalion Commander Valery, the position commander, he pulled a messenger. "Report to Major General Wagman immediately. The enemy is attacking. There are at least 60,000 troops. We need reinforcements."

Five hundred and sixty thousand, battalion commander Valery did not dream of this. A qualified officer should know how to make trade-offs, and of course he does not want and will not surrender to the enemy.

After instructing the messengers, Valery's loud voice spread through the position. "Don't be like a bitch, cheer up, no matter how many enemies there are, they don't have as many bullets as us."

Sometimes it's so strange that after the battalion commander yelled at them, many people were less nervous.

The news of the encounter with the Abyssinian troops at the Dabru Mountain position quickly reached the ears of Major General Wagman. After hearing the news of the enemy's attack, he immediately ordered. "Let the other troops of the Third Guards Regiment go to reinforce, and the position of Dablushan cannot be lost."

Major General Wagman did not intend to give up this position so easily. With the defenders of Dabru Mountain, the enemy could not fully encircle Mara, which was very important to him.

In addition to letting the 3rd Guards Regiment reinforce his three battalions, Major General Wagman has other initiatives. "Give an order to the strongholds along the way to Adiquara. If they encounter incompetent opponents, they are allowed to abandon their strongholds. In addition, send a letter to General Simeone."

Major General Wagman quickly wrote on a letterhead; Your Excellency Lieutenant General, the enemy has come to Mara City, please decide how to fight, I will stand firm and wait for the appearance of Lieutenant General.

He quickly folded the letterhead paper, put it in the envelope, and handed it over to the order.

Although he had previously ordered troops to reinforce various strongholds along the road, but now faced with the large-scale appearance of the enemy, he was ready to give up on these strongholds. After all, there are only two or three hundred people in these strongholds. If they are surrounded by enemies, he can't send reinforcements.

Following Major General Wagman's orders, Mara's Italian troops were immediately mobilized, and they were ready to fight the incoming enemy.

But while they were still preparing, the battle at Dablu Mountain had already begun.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The artillery from the attackers kept firing on the ground, while the officers and soldiers of the 3rd Battalion stayed calmly behind the fortifications watching the Abyssinian artillery show.

There was no way. The enemy's artillery performed too badly, and they basically fired a random pass. This bombardment lasted for nearly half an hour.

But think about it, if you want to train an elite artillery, you need to train with artillery shells. And for an Abyssinian who needs to import everything, the cost is staggering.

Therefore, except for a small amount of artillery skills, which are barely good, the rest are simply trained.

Even for many artillerymen, it was the first time today that they fired for the first time. Such a quality, how could there be too many accurate heads, it would be good to be able to hit it.

Perhaps seeing his artillery perform poorly, the enemy commander then stopped the artillery.

Then came the soldiers who fought.

As soon as these soldiers with various weapons appeared, the officers and soldiers of the three battalions who were dodging stray bullets appeared behind the positions.

"Hold on, don't rush, hold on."

The officer in the position gave orders to the soldiers around him, which relieved the tension in the soldiers' hearts.

The attacking Abyssinian officers, seeing that the position was not firing, kept encouraging the soldiers to speed up and rush to the position.

400 meters!

300 meters!

"Fire!"

Seeing the enemy approaching the best range, Cosenz, who was in command of the battle, let out a roar.

"Bang bang bang~"

Following his order~www.wuxiamtl.com~, gunfire erupted immediately, and the enemy soldiers at the forefront fell down.

"Attack, don't stop."

Enemy commanders, completely ignoring casualties, kept ordering their troops not to stop the attack.

Cosenz, on the other hand, took the rifles that his company constantly had in hand, harvesting the lives of the enemy. However, there are too many enemies, and the steady stream of enemies makes their shooting unable to keep up with the rhythm, and the enemy is getting closer and closer to the position.

Suddenly, a sound different from a rifle came.

"Da da da da!"

The Maxim machine gun behind the position opened fire, and the charging enemy was cut down like pieces of wheat.

The enemy saw the burst of fire from the position and immediately ordered to retreat. For the machine gun in the hands of the Italians, many princes have tried it, so it is normal to be afraid.

Another more important point, the firepower of the position was found out by them, and perhaps a fierce battle would break out in the next attack.