Struggle in Russia

Vol 3 Chapter 639: big head

Kornilov rubbed his painful temples and asked Nasimov weakly, "How are the casualties today?"

  The latter's situation is not much better than that of him, and with a bitter face, he replied in shock: "I'm not optimistic. If this continues, our vitality will be drained like a pump!"

   Ineada’s battle situation is really not optimistic. In addition to the fierce shelling these days, the coalition forces have been continuously organizing various offensives. Including force attacks or sneak attacks, even the Turks began to engage in night attacks.

   One can imagine how much the coalition forces want to eat them, but this is also easy to understand, because the Turkish army on the Danube is under great pressure. The reason is that the Duke of Mikhail suddenly organized a wave of sharp counterattacks a few days ago, riding on the fatigue period after the Turks' violent attack for several days.

   In one breath, more than 50,000 Turkish troops were surrounded in the mud outside Constanta. This time the Turks were really shocked. You must know that this is 50,000 vital power!

   Don’t look at the Turks who have organized nearly a million troops to participate in this battle related to the national movement, and thousands or even tens of thousands of casualties seem to be trivial. But only the Turks themselves know that they have actually reached the limit. Almost all men of the right age have been recruited all over the country. If these 50,000 people were eliminated by Russia, they would really not be able to supplement them.

   It's a pity that the Turks themselves couldn't get through the siege. At least they were ruthlessly repelled by Duke Mikhail after a few attempts. Therefore, they could only send people to rush into the encirclement at the risk of death and order that the defenders must not surrender to the end.

   The problem is that there are not many British and French methods. Their main force was dragged in Ineada and could not move. They did not dare to leave for a while without destroying the Russian army in the encirclement.

   Therefore, the only way to relieve the siege of the Turkish army is to destroy the Russian army in Ineada as soon as possible, and then rush to help the Turkish army besieged near Constanta.

   So there was an onslaught of coalition forces that did not count casualties for days. To be honest, this was really powerful. Even Paskovic, who had always been stubborn, had to admit that the coalition’s artillery was beyond his imagination.

   Standing on the warship watching the frontline battle in Ineada, his brows were frowned, and the wrinkles on his old face became denser, and his wrinkled face looked like a wrinkled tree bark.

   "Is there no news from St. Petersburg?" Laoqiu asked weakly.

   People from left and right are waiting for you to see me and I see you, no one wants to stand up and answer this question. Because Lao Qiu had to ask this question several times a day, it can be said that the order to St. Petersburg was eager to see.

   But the problem is that the order is that the left can't wait and the right doesn't come. Lao Qiu Ba, who has almost waited until Huadu has died, has become very irritable. The last poor adjutant who answered this question was almost so trained that he could only squat and doubt life.

No one wants to be scolded, and it's such meaningless scolding. What's more, Laoqiu Bayi looks hysterical. He is irrational and doesn't understand reason or affection at all. In case he is offended by him It's not economical to punch with a blue skin and a swollen face!

   "There is no news yet, right?"

   It's just that the hapless Paskovic who didn't wait for everyone to answer the question this time spoke up himself.

   "Think about it. It's more than a thousand miles away from St. Petersburg. It's normal to take time back and forth. According to the day, maybe there will be news tomorrow, right?"

   This question made everyone still look at each other, because the big guy obviously felt that Lao Qiu Ba was a bit devilish. It is better to say that he is comforting himself rather than asking a question.

   It is not difficult to imagine how much pressure Lao Qiubai is now, and whoever faces the number of thousands of casualties day after day will be very stressed, not to mention that this person is still the culprit in advocating this action.

  In other words, they might have collapsed in the face of this pressure, and Lao Qiubai is still a little bit ridiculous now, which is beyond imagination.

   "Did the naval infantry say anything?" Paskovic asked again.

   If Paskovic’s first heart disease was the delay of news from St. Petersburg, then Kornilov and Nasimov were Lao Qiuba’s second heart disease.

  Since the first few confrontations, if the two of them make any suggestions, as long as Paskovic disagrees, they will be beaten by the action of the British and French forces. Kornilov and Nasimov have demonstrated how unique and old-fashioned their vision is with their practical actions time and time again.

Anyway, Paskovic feels inexplicably heart palpitations as soon as he hears those two people talking, and is very worried that those two people will make some suggestions that he can't agree to, and then let him be beaten in public. This feeling is too bad. Heart!

   It’s just that Lao Qiubai can breathe a sigh of relief tonight, because Kornilov and Nasimov did not make new suggestions. The reason is also very simple. Even Kornilov and Nasimov have been going all out and have been hollowed out by the battle at this point. The great ability is also lacking in skill, so naturally I can't make any suggestions.

"do not have it?"

   Paskovic relaxed a lot in an instant, and complained with lingering fear: "I'm so afraid of those two crow's mouths. As long as they have one mouth, bad things will work perfectly. It's really bad luck!"

Everyone looked at each other for a while, but most people did not agree with Paskovic’s statement. Most people felt that it was not Kornilov and Nasimov's crow mouth, but that you, Qiubai, would not listen at all. Whenever you can listen to those two words more, how can you make yourself so embarrassed.

   "It seems we can have a good night's sleep tonight," Paskovic squeezed out a little smile, deliberately joking: "There is no crow mouth to report funeral, I believe our luck tomorrow should not be too bad..."

   It’s just that before his words were over, the soldiers rushed in and reported: “Commander. General Markov’s position was attacked by the Turks and the two lines of defense were breached. He desperately needs reinforcements!”

   Attack at night?

   To tell the truth, Paskovic, a group of European-style generals, have never taken night attacks seriously. In their opinion, night attacks are difficult to organize, and they may not cause much damage to a solid defense. He even thought that this was a tactic chosen by Eastern clowns because of their timidity.

   And the last time the Turks were beaten by them during the night attack, it made them feel that the night attack was a joke.

   Suddenly, the Turks came again and broke through two lines of defense. To be honest, they were a little bit unable to accept it, and they were all dumbfounded...

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