Although they were solid shells and made of stone, seven or eight stone shells directly broke through the parapet in front of the trench. Although they did not cause any damage, they still brought absolute fear and panic to the black soldiers.

Immediately there were seven or eight black

The soldiers threw down their rifles and jumped out of the trench with their hands raised and screaming, but they died soon. Two of them were directly hit to death by subsequent stone bullets, and three or four others were killed by stone and feather attacks accompanied by stone bullets.

Killed by arrows, and two more were killed directly by the Master Chief.

"Fight back! Fight back!" the commander of the New 7th Division shouted loudly, giving orders to the communications troops, "Let each regiment fight back at the enemy artillery positions in the divided defense areas!" Then the mortar squad of each regiment

I started to get busy, but I only fired a few rounds before I had to stop.

Because there are no observation balloons, in this weather where the winter rain in the mountains is gradually easing, even if an observation post is sent out, it is impossible to use sunlight to transmit signals for correction. It is not that there is no sunlight, but that although the rain has lightened, it has not completely stopped.

, itself also reflects light. Military signals are all about accuracy. If the accuracy of the transmission process cannot be guaranteed, what's the point?

Besides, where will the New Seventh Division have many veterans who can be sent out to serve as observation posts? Scouting is a technical job, and it cannot be done just by being able to fight. So after firing a few artillery shells, the Ottoman 6 artillery stopped.

The New Seventh Division had no choice but to stop.

And from the woods, seemingly endless, Ottoman machine guns began charging again.

The bulky composite armor-structured shields in their hands were powerless except for the copper-coated machine gun bullets, and the soldiers' rifles could not do anything at all. At this time, not only the machine gun bullet chain became a problem, but also the Gatling-type failure rate

The shortcomings of high speed and easy jamming are also infinitely magnified under these conditions.

"Hand grenade! Grenade!" The shouts of the sergeant major and squad platoon leader began to sound in the squad platoon at the front line.

This means that the enemy has broken through to a range of 50 meters from the forward position. It seems that if the opponent's charge cannot be suppressed after throwing grenades, hand-to-hand combat is inevitable.

Perhaps it was Ding Yi's luck that the winter rain gradually became heavier again, and the mountain wind was as fierce as arrows. It was difficult for the Ottoman follow-up troops to advance on the muddy mountain road. The small group of hundreds of people in front was overturned by grenades.

After that, they could only retreat temporarily.

"Your Majesty, withdraw. The New Eighth Division is still guarding the retreat. If it hadn't been for the heavy rain just now..." Cao Jixiang persuaded Ding Yi with lingering fear. But it was obvious that Ding Yi at this time had no intention of accepting any retreat.

Opinions are good regardless of whether they are reasonable or not.

"If it hadn't been for this heavy rain, the Ottomans would have had more corpses left in front of our position." Ding Yi said so confidently, as if he was describing something that was a matter of course. Even the three regiment leaders who came to report

The commander of the New 7th Division and the division chief of staff all straightened up subconsciously.

Ding glanced at the somewhat angry officer, shook his head and said: "The battle in the morning revealed huge problems. Have you done a post-war summary? Why not? You think you will die here. As long as

Let the soldiers shoot the last bullet in numbness, and use the state of fighting as a trapped beast as the end of their lives, right?"

"You don't believe it anymore. We will be the victors?"

"Have you started planning your lines for the final tragedy?"

Ding Yi slammed the table angrily: "This is not what the hell I want! The Ottomans have artillery, so what? Apart from the few guys who were scared out of their wits and jumped out of the trench, how many people were there?

.Died by their damn primitive artillery? No, not one person!"

Because in the operational manual compiled by Ding Yi, the fortification standards were directly based on those of the Shangganling period, that is, protection against heavy artillery and bombing, with trenches, tunnels, and even gun holes. Of course, the Ottoman artillery was not

It is necessary to use anti-cannon holes. Because the range of Ottoman artillery is only a little, the range of Urban cannon is one

Miles, that is, 1,600 meters. Unless the Ottomans were crazy, they would drag Urban cannons on the march. Moreover, after being blown up by Ding Yi's heavy artillery in the Battle of Smyrna, they did not cast similar cannons again.

The artillery. Therefore, the artillery brought here were all small-caliber artillery. They fired from the bottom of the mountain to the mountainside, basically collapsing the parapet and losing kinetic energy.

"Both chiefs and officers are equipped with war horses or pack horses, right? They are used to implement the previous individual weapons and equipment, and ammunition is also supplied before departure." Ding Yi knocked on the table and said to the officers who stood in front of them with their heads lowered.

Asked, "Why didn't I see the grenade launch during today's battle!" These

Both the sergeant chief and the officer came out of the 1st Wing Division, so Ding Yi felt that it was cruel to recycle one of the equipment at that time, and let the soldiers who used manual rifles change their equipment and fire guns. This felt very bad; the other was

It didn't make much sense, and he didn't need the money to recycle the equipment, so he let them keep the individual equipment.

This question made those division and regiment officers blush, because their growth in the military gave them a fixed mindset, that is, as officers, they should command the troops in combat instead of acting as heroes themselves. This is

Not only were the issues repeatedly highlighted during the training at each level of promotion, but Ding Yi also repeatedly used himself as a negative example for self-examination. So they formed such a mindset and felt that they should control the troops under their command.

The most important thing is to show your fighting power.

"Go back, if the rain keeps falling, then start with each class, make a post-war summary, and come up with a combat plan tonight, a combat plan that can allow us to win like in the past." Ding Yi did not reprimand again.

They, he took a sip of tea and said to the officers, "I will not interfere with your combat command. What I want to tell you is that if you can't hold on, I will be the reinforcement."

"If you choose to find enough excuses for yourself, such as unfamiliar terrain, insufficient troops, insufficient supplies, etc., and then you can die here sadly, then I will respect your choice."

"But I will still fight. Even if I am alone, I will never give up. I am convinced of victory."

"The Western Ming Dynasty must win this war. If we imagine the glory of the powerful Tang Dynasty, if we want to gain a foothold in the West, we must win. I want nothing but victory. Disband."

Obviously, Bayezid's troops determined that Ding Yi was the position on the mountainside where they were stationed, or they believed that as long as the fortifications on the mountainside collapsed, they could form a flanking attack on the New Eighth Division's position. Therefore, the focus of the attack was,

Mainly on the side of the New Seventh Division. Relatively speaking, Fatty Wen's New Eighth Division received much weaker attacks, so

The New Eighth Division's position was actually quite good. Moreover, the reduction of the defensive circle and the elimination of almost all black soldiers, the efficiency of language communication, whether it was the Egyptian white people's mastery of the Ming Dynasty Mandarin, or the sergeant chief,

The officers' mastery of the Egyptian dialect makes the entire command system much better than the New Seventh Division.

"Your Majesty, why don't you let the New Seventh Division do the same as Fatty's and eliminate all the Kunlun slaves?" Cao Jixiang tentatively asked Ding Yi after Fatty Wen sent someone to report.

Ding Yi shook his head: "No, if that's the case, why bother to form ten new divisions? Just split the Rong First Division into battalion-level units for action." The purpose of forming ten new divisions is to solve the problem of insufficient strength.

The problem is, if we do it just before the war, it will be completely meaningless.

The rain is still falling, and the winter rain is much more persistent than the summer rain.

By three or four o'clock in the afternoon, there was still no sign of stopping, and messengers from the Ottomans came with white flags.

Bayezid hoped to have a pre-battle dialogue with Ding Yi, and he proposed: "I hope that the teacher will only bring two followers, and I must bring twenty people. This is based on my admiration and respect for you, teacher."

Very shameless, but also very practical. Many times, this kind of shameless monarch always has the last laugh.

Ding Yi agreed to this condition, and he only brought Cao Jixiang with him to hold an umbrella for him.

"Great teacher, what are you waiting for?" Surrounded by twenty elites holding large shields with composite armor structures, Bayezid asked Ding Yi, and then he seemed to suddenly remember something.

"Oh, the teacher sent eight teams of messengers to Smyrna. Maybe you are waiting for Smyrna

Reinforcements? Sorry, my respected teacher, I only blocked three of the eight teams of messengers, two of which were Chinese. They died decisively, and I have to sigh, teacher, how did you cultivate such loyalty?

Soldiers? But that team of black soldiers is obviously not that strong."

Ding Yi didn't seem to have any of the melancholy of a besieged person. He still stood upright in the wind and rain: "Tell me why you are here, my student."

"I'm sorry, teacher, I admire you, but I lack the courage like you. Please forgive me for not being able to imitate you. Only behind a shield can I feel safe when facing you." Bayezid even seemed to have a tone of voice.

Imitating Ding Yi, "Someone suggested that I recruit you to come to the empire. You will cultivate countless talents for the Ottoman Empire."

Then Bayezid said immediately: "I have killed the minister who suggested it."

"He is stupid. My great teacher will never be willing to be a prisoner. This kind of suggestion is simply an insult to the teacher I respect!"

Ding Yi laughed, stroking his short beard and said, "It's not good to do this. It's taboo to offend others with words. You haven't been studying hard lately."

Bayezid also laughed: "I'm sorry, teacher, please forgive me. I really can't take care of my studies while trying to kill you."

"I know that facing you, I have only one choice, which is to kill you." (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!