My Italian

A new day had begun, and the battle in Alem also came as planned. However, today is obviously different from the past. Abyssinia's attack is more ferocious, and it has no intention of retreating at all. It is a deadly fight.

If it weren't for the dissuasion from Maxim's machine gun, the Abyssinians would surely have rushed up with a sea of ​​people against the casualties.

In the face of the Abyssinian attack, the Italian officers and soldiers as defenders felt incredible about this.

"What's wrong with these Abyssinians, why are they so desperate."

As the commander of the Sixth Mountain Brigade, Zelos couldn't help asking when he saw the sight of his subordinates struggling under the Abyssinian offensive.

"What else can there be, it must be that the reinforcements of General Simone are coming soon, and these Abyssinians want to try their best."

Major General Pascal, who walked behind him, spoke his judgment. The eighth division commander didn't look very good, with a tired look on his face and bloodshot eyes, but now his spirit is very excited. Glancing at the Abyssinian army, he turned his head and asked Zelos.

"Can the Sixth Brigade withstand this wave of the enemy's offensive?"

Hearing that the reinforcements were coming, Colonel Zelos, who wanted to get more credit on the battlefield, said with a serious face. "Yes, I will let the officers and soldiers of the Mountain Brigade block the enemy."

"Well, I will let the artillery not save shells, and they will fully support you."

That's right, both of them are betting that the army led by General Simeone is not far from them. Because if not, how to explain the enemy's desperate attempt to seize their position. Because of this, Major General Pascal no longer hesitated, and directly took out all his belongings and competed with the enemy.

Major General Pascal's words greatly increased Zelos' confidence. Before, because he wanted to save artillery shells, he could not suppress the enemy's artillery, which put a lot of pressure on the defending mountain brigade. As long as there is no enemy artillery support, the Abyssinian offensive is not a problem.

The days of the Abyssinian artillery were over as Major General Pascal gave the artillery the right to fire freely. Because of the terrain and the level of training, the Italian garrison artillery units were able to threaten all the Abyssinian artillery positions.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!"

The shelling from the top of the mountain made it impossible for the Abyssinian artillery units to suppress the defending positions. The artillery battle this time was very different from the previous one. Neither side was evading, and it was entirely for the purpose of killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred.

So a rare scene on the battlefield happened. The artillery positions on both sides were continuously destroyed, but they all did not withdraw. One party relies on the advantage of a large number, and the other party uses the advantage of its own technology.

While the artillery on both sides were destroying each other, the battle was still going on fiercely.

There was no retreat this time, and one troop could not stand it any longer. Immediately, another troop picked up and took them to charge together. There was a row of firing squads standing in front of the position at the foot of the mountain. As long as they retreated here, they would be killed.

Strict orders from military law let all Abyssinians know the harsh result of retreating to death. These East African warriors, who could not be forced to a desperate situation, broke out their final roar and rushed forward bravely to the position.

In the face of this death-defying outbreak, the defenders of the position couldn't bear it, and watched these Abyssinians gradually approach the position despite the casualties.

One hundred meters!

Fifty meters!

Twenty meters!

Immediately, a burst of cheers sounded, and the Abyssinians rushed to the position and engaged in a close-range fight with the officers and soldiers of the Sixth Mountain Brigade.

"Well done, I want to celebrate the first warrior who rushed up, and I want to make him a noble."

Johannes IV at the foot of the mountain looked at his own army who had taken the position, and was overjoyed to take out the title of aristocrat as a reward. You must know that the nobles of Abyssinia are closer to the Middle Ages, with their own fiefs, annual income, and troops, and they are completely a small independent kingdom.

After saying the words to be rewarded, Johannes IV immediately put down all the bets.

"Follow up with reinforcements and deal with the enemy."

If the Abyssinian side is so happy, it is terrible on the Italian side.

"Quick, organize everyone to take up arms and reinforce the position."

Watching the enemy take the position, Major General Pascal immediately sent everyone who could take up arms to the position. But even so, the four **** in his hand were still tightly squeezed.

On the position, facing the attacking Abyssinians, the Italian defenders even drew their bayonets and engaged in hand-to-hand combat, trying to drive the enemy out of the position.

The tragic fight started on the ground, and the desperate fight between the officers and soldiers of the two sides made the scene even bloodier.

Now the eyes of both parties are focused on the top of the mountain, waiting for the result. However, they did not notice that there was movement on the edge of the battlefield.

Not to mention that no one noticed that several Abyssinian cavalrymen were bloodied and rushed over with their horses.

"What did you say!"

Johannes IV, who had a shocked expression, looked at the cavalry in front of him reporting the news, and his eyes showed a look of unwillingness.

Although the cavalry who reported the letter did not want to offend the emperor in front of him, he still had to bite the bullet and repeat it again. "Your Majesty, the enemy has broken through the obstruction of Duke Harrell and is rushing here."

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely depressing, and everyone present knew that it was bad, and it was too late to retreat.

The frustrated Johannes IV waved his hands and said. "Let the troops retreat."

Following the order of Johannes IV, the sound of the retreating horn made both sides fighting on the mountain feel incredible.

But at this time, a quick-response defender shouted. "Our reinforcements are here."

"The reinforcements are here."

This sentence boosted the morale of the defenders, and made the Abyssinians who had attacked before turned pale. He didn't care about fighting with the defenders on the position at all, and hurried down the mountain.

But it was a little late for them to go down the mountain now. Because in the distance, the smoke and dust from the massive army march had already appeared.

The figure of the first indigenous cavalry has been looming, which means that reinforcements will appear on the battlefield within half an hour.

Facing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Major General Pascal came up with the last trump card. "The fourth regiment attacked, dragged the enemy, and couldn't let them run away."

Following Major General Pascal's order, the nearly 2,000 Italian troops who were recharged and recharged burst into endless combat power. They chased the retreating footsteps of the enemy and rushed over.

The fourth regiment's attack was like the last straw that overwhelmed the camel, causing the Abyssinians who were just retreating to collapse. It was like a snowball, which was getting bigger and bigger, and it was about to spread to the entire battlefield. .

At this time, as the Abyssinian emperor Johannes IV, he made an amazing decision.

"You retreat with your troops, I'll stay behind."

"Emperor, think twice."

"His Majesty……"

In the face of discouraging the prince, Johannes IV waved his hand to stop him and continued to speak. "You retreat first. If I die in battle, let Menelik succeed the throne~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The battle with the Italians, let me end it."

After saying this sentence, Johannes IV issued the final order. "Order the Guards to come over immediately and prepare to fight with the emperor."

The Janissaries of Johannes IV were his most loyal troops. The more than 10,000 Janissaries were the best in both training and equipment. This was also the core force of Johannes IV's coercion over the entire empire. But today, he needs to use this unit to block the enemy and win a way out for the other units.

Because he knew that someone must be responsible for this defeat, and no one could bear the responsibility for such a loss except his emperor.

So this Johannes IV took his Praetorian Guards and became the pinnacle of the retreating Abyssinian officers and soldiers, so that the rout, which had already been on a long-term trend, was gradually subsided.

It's just that the army led by Simone has appeared in front of him, making the emperor's guards unable to leave at all.

The old emperor drew his sword and loudly gave orders to his Guards.

"Prince Guard, advance!"