Chapter 647: fire brigade

In the face of the Sardinian kingdom's request for help, Major General Trox, who has a slightly upright personality, bluntly pointed his finger at the chest of the Sardinian kingdom officer's chest and rebuked: "What happened to you Sardinians? The same is true. It was a sudden shelling, why is your army not ready yet, and our French army can quickly organize a counterattack!"

Major General Trox's rebuke made the officers of the Kingdom of Sardinia feel a burst of shame.

The French Empire has indeed done the utmost justice to the Kingdom of Sardinia. His Majesty the Emperor not only did not disrespect them as he treated the traditional vassals, but also equipped them with an artillery regiment and thirty heavy artillery pieces. Marshal More said that this time His Majesty the Emperor brought a total of fifty heavy artillery pieces from France, and after giving thirty to Sardinia, they themselves only had twenty.

"Your Excellency Chief of Staff, the Kingdom of Sardinia really can't be compared with the French Empire!" The Sardinian Kingdom officer pleaded with Major General Trochu: "Please be sure to consider the role of fighting side by side with Sardinia in France. Come on, save us!"

The present kingdom of Sardinia is like Zhang Lingfu, who was clinging to the **** of Menglianggu, asking for help from "Te Tianxia" who was clinging to Mount Inkerman.

It is a pity that the "La Lingfu" of the Kingdom of Sardinia did not want to give the Russian army a "center blossom", but was pressed and beaten by the Russian army.

Of course, the Russian army is not the army that climbed out of **** more than 90 years later. Now they are more like a shrunken version of the kmt army (after 412).

The French unit is a relatively healthy kmt unit (before 412).

As for the idealistic army that went through the trials of blood and fire and walked out of the valley under the leadership of a great man, no country in the whole world has it.

"Tetianxia"... No, it should be Trox... Although Trox was angry at the Sardinian kingdom's request for help, he still had to consider supporting the left-wing Sardinia.

Otherwise, the Sardinian army would fall back together, and the Russian army could mount their artillery on the left flank and bombard France.

(At present, Major General Trosch does not know that the Russian Empire with more than 60,000 people has much less artillery than the third division of the French Empire.)

Then the French Empire may face two sides of the attack, not to mention that he still doesn't know what the situation is on the Fedoujin Hills, which is about two kilometers away from him.

If they are also stalked by the Russian Empire, then Sardinia will not be able to leave their positions.

Otherwise, the French Empire would not only be attacked from both sides, but would be embattled on all sides.

At that time, Trosch could only think about returning to Sevastopol with his army, and after a rest in Sevastopol, he would go out to fight.

However, it is not necessarily him who once again led the team out of Sevastopol to fight.

After all, he himself is only the chief of staff of the guard division commander. If the current boss, Marshal Perlisier, respected his former "boss", and if Canrobel was unwilling to take over the guard division, the guard division would have the temporary command of the division. Certainly not his.

Therefore, Trosch can't go wrong no matter what. He has to show his achievements to His Majesty the Emperor of the fortress of Sevastopol. Only in this way can he secure his position.

"Do you know how many people there are in Russia on the left?" Major General Trosch immediately asked the Sardinian officer.

After hearing Major General Trox's question, a smile appeared on the face of the Sardinian officer. He nodded desperately to Major General Trox and said, "There are about four to five regiments!"

"I didn't expect that there are actually five regiments in your place!" Major General Trosh touched his chin in astonishment, and he also thought for a moment on his face, as if he was talking to himself: "It seems that the Russian soldiers at the foot of the mountain At least there should be more than 40,000 people!"

"Your Excellency Chief of Staff, if we don't go over, I'm afraid the left wing will fall!" The Sardinian kingdom officer urged Major General Trox.

"Okay then!" Major General Trosch nodded, and then ordered the French army on Mount Inkerman to draw a regiment of troops to follow him to the rescue, and the remaining soldiers stayed in place and attacked the Russian enemy at any time. .

"The strength of one regiment? Is it really possible?" The Sardinian officer asked Troch worriedly: "Russia has nearly four to five regiments participating in the battle!"

"One regiment is enough!" Major General Trosch responded confidently to the Sardinian kingdom officer.

About 10 minutes later, a full formation of more than 2,000 people assembled in four columns.

Major General Trosch also ordered his horse to be led out.

"Let's go!" Major General Trosch on a horse said to the soldiers, pointing to the crest of Inkerman's left flank.

The Manchu regiment slaughtered in a mighty manner towards Mount Inkerman, vowing to help the Sardinian army in the local Russian army's attack.

On the other hand, General Soinlov in the valley was furious after receiving the news of the disastrous defeat from Mount Inkerman. He took the documents in the camp and threw them directly in their faces.

The five commanders didn't dare to say a word, they just lowered their heads and listened to General Soyinlov's "instructions".

"Are you still the elite of the Russian Empire? It's only been an hour or so, and your casualties have exceeded four figures! What the **** is going on? Can you explain to me clearly!" General Soyinlov said in a trembling voice Ask the five leaders present.

"General, it's like this..." One of the regimental commanders described what happened to General Soinlov vividly.

"You were easily defeated by them!" General Soyinlov asked the regimental commander with an unbelievable expression on his face.

"Yes! The French army didn't give us any reaction time at all! Just a face-to-face, they used their artillery with a farther range and more power than us, and they smashed us to pieces!

The head of the Yekaterin regiment repeated what General Soinlov had heard after the failure of the previous attack: "Your Excellency, the number of my regiment is less than half of what it was before the war, and many soldiers have not returned!" "

The leader of the Tarutins regiment also told Soinlov that the number of his regiment was also about a quarter less than before the war.

The remaining regiments were led by the Tarutins regiment and the Ekaterina regiment. General Soyinlov also complained. Soyinlov's face became more and more gloomy. He didn't feel like he was commanding a well-trained team. Instead, it is like commanding a motley army.

However, Soyinlov in this time and space is far luckier than Soyinlov in the historical time and space. In history, he was shot by the British army immediately after he had just attacked the British army in a hasty challenge on Mount Inkerman.

This is not over yet. After Soinlov's death, the Russian Empire's attack on the British army on Mount Inkerman continued. However, because Menshkov and Dannenberg did not cooperate with each other, they had nearly 40,000 troops. The Russian army was chased and beaten by a regiment of French soldiers, and the Russian army had to retreat.

After Menshkov and Dannenberg led their troops back to Bakhchisarai, the two sides accused each other of failing to cooperate with each other, and then threw the blame to Soinlov in unison.

Poor Suo Yinluo was not only deceived during his lifetime, but also became a scapegoat after his death.

"Tell me, what exactly do you want to do?" General Soyinlov whispered to the group leader present.

The regiment commander in the camp told General Soinlov that they only wanted to suspend the attack and give them some time to contain the defeated troops.

"Okay!" Considering the morale of the army, General Soinlov had no choice but to nod and agree with the group leaders.

After the five regiments had all left, General Soyinlov turned his head and sat on the chair.

At this moment, he suddenly found the chair under his buttocks, and he didn't know when it started to become "hot", he straightened up, sighed, and sat down again.

However, no matter how hot the chair was, he had to sit down, which was his duty as the commander of the Russian Imperial Army.

After a while, a message came into the camp, and General Soinlov's face immediately showed a happy expression: "What? The Sardinian troops on the left wing have already been compressed into the trenches by you, and they dare not show their faces. !"

"Yes! General" The intelligence officer in charge of reporting the news immediately responded, and then told General Soyinlov about most of the entire battle.

After listening to General Soinlov, he was surprised by the fighting strength of Sardinia.

Although he has repeatedly underestimated Sardinia, Sardinia's combat effectiveness has been refreshing his cognition.

"Do you have any offensive positions now?" General Soyinlov asked excitedly.

"No!" The intelligence officer shook his head and said to Suoyinlov: "We plan to use artillery to smash their turtle shells before attacking them!"

"No!" General Soinlov shook his head and responded to him: "You should quickly occupy the left wing at all costs. Otherwise, the French army on Mount Inkerman will go to support!"

"Inkerman Mountain?" The intelligence officer was stunned for a moment and asked cautiously: "I remember that Inkerman Mountain should be the main attack direction of our attack..."

"That's right! I sent five elite regiments over, not only did they not move forward, but they also killed a group of people... Really..." General Soyinlov didn't know what to say, he only The lieutenant, who could smile and demand the passing of information, passed his orders to the Russian troops on the left flank of Mount Inkerman.

It's a pity that they were still a step too late. When the adjutant of intelligence returned to the left flank of Mount Inkerman, he saw the Russian army receding like a tide. Obviously, the Russian army, which had just won the victory, was facing defeat again.

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