Chapter 1117 Cannon Fodder (please subscribe, please support)

What is cannon fodder?

It's a thing to die.

What are the Azap infantry in the Ottoman army?

It's cannon fodder!

Those Christians are cheap, those who are the heavenly people, those North Africans, especially those black slaves from North Africa, are extremely cheap. They themselves are Pashas from all over North Africa who pay tribute to Sudan as tributes, and sometimes they pay tens of thousands of tributes a year.

Even if it is cannon fodder, no one will care about the casualties of the Azap infantry.

While the Azap infantry kept regrouping in the rain of bullets, next to a small wood on a slightly higher hill in the rear, Great Viccier Ahmed Copluir stood there, holding a monocular lens in his hand and staring at the scene on the battlefield.

The Azap infantry watching the people lined up and rushed towards the seemingly thin line of defense of the Chinese, watching them fall to the ground like wheat in the wheat field by the sickle of the god of death.

How many people died?

This is not required to estimate.

In the battle sequence of the empire, the Azap infantry itself is cannon fodder!

Moreover, 20% or 30% of casualties are acceptable.

What made Ahmed Coplulu feel the most wrong now is that the Chinese defense line is stronger than he thought. Such a long bombardment did not seem to have any effect on them, which was completely different from his initial imagination.

Logically speaking, such a shelling would cause a large number of casualties, but now it seems that the damage caused by the shelling is very negative. Otherwise, how could they have greatly damaged the attacking Azap cannon fodder!

What does this mean?

Could it be that the Chinese took the opportunity to mobilize their reserve team? They have already transferred the reserve team here?

Just as Ahmed Copruil was thinking about it, through the telescope, he saw that the Azap infantry had rushed to a very close position to the Chinese.

Even when he was behind, he could hear cheers coming from the front, which were cheers from the Azap infantry... Now, it was time to charge!

"It's going to attack!"

Ahmed Coprulu quickly raised his telescope a little higher and pointed it at the place where the shouts were heard. He saw rows of Azap infantry holding flintlock guns with bayonets attacking the Chinese. They raised their guns and fired at the command of the officer, and then charged with bayonets.

They rushed towards the Chinese like that. The scene in front of them made Ahmed breathe a sigh of relief.

"The Ottoman soldiers are invincible!"

In fact, in terms of soldiers' quality, the Azap infantry is indeed very good. Although it is not as good as the Sultan's Guards, in the process of receiving the enemy, even in the face of the rain of bullets, they still maintain a neat formation. No one fires randomly and no one flees. They just march slowly, and then set up a team to set up aside the officer's command, they set aside the muskets and aim to shoot... In the end, of course, they launched a white-blade charge!

"Bless the Prophet..."

Ahmed Copruil murmured to himself.

At this moment, from the telescope, he saw that the Azap infantrymen who were charging were stopped by something.

What stopped them?

It's barbed wire!

Although it was just a few simple wire mesh, the Azap infantry were stunned. They wanted to rush over, but the iron spikes of the wire mesh blocked them and wanted to turn over, but they had no idea how to step down. They used a knife to chop on the wire mesh, which was very weak, and at most they would leave a knife mark.

At the same time, how could the Ming army in the trenches wait for them to destroy the barbed wire? They aimed at the enemies close to the barbed wire and fired. For a moment, hundreds of Turks were knocked down in front of the barbed wire, and their bodies were either hung on the barbed wire or lying on the ground.

Seeing hundreds of infantry slumped under the barbed wire, Ahmed was shocked. He originally knew that there would definitely be a refusal to the Chinese people in front of the defense line, but he did not expect that it would be blocked by the seemingly inconspicuous barbed wire.

In fact, before that, he had already mastered the information on the barbed wire. In his opinion, such a thin barbed wire was just a matter of cutting a knife.

But what about now? It was... suddenly... he saw someone breaking through the barbed wire, and then the brigade of soldiers rushed over. Before he could smile, the next moment, he was stunned.

The grenade, a raindrop-like grenade fell at the feet of those people. With a burst of smoke that exploded one after another, the Azap infantry now became cannon fodder.

Seeing that the offensive could no longer make any progress, even if it was a strong attack, it would be in vain. Ahmed sighed.

"Removing it first!"

This wave of attack has completely failed, and if you persist, it will be a waste of life. Cannon fodder is not valuable, but it must be used in the right place.

In fact, he didn't need to give orders at all. After the barbed wire blocked their steps, the Azap infantry behind him admitted their own conscience. They had already started to grind foreign workers, and they were just waiting for the orders from above. Davichil's order was delivered, and the cannon fodders who grindled foreign workers immediately retreated like a tide.

Of course, while they retreated, the Ming army did not stop shooting, but also chased and used rifles and cannons for a while until the enemy completely disappeared from sight.

When everything was over, in the battle area between the two armies, there were corpses everywhere, with one or two thousand corpses. In this sea of ​​corpses and blood, there were hundreds of wounded people who had their legs broken or broken legs lying in a pool of blood and shouting for help. Some wounded people whose intestines were blown out even made miserable crying.

Neither the Ming army nor the Turks themselves paid attention to them. For the Turks, they would not save these wounded people. Even if they were rescued, they would die soon, which was a waste of resources.

As for the Ming army... when the Turkish hunters were still rampant on the battlefield, it was important to save their lives.

As time continues, those people will slowly die. By tomorrow, the battlefield will be covered by a foul smell. Even when the earth returns to silence, the vultures that smell blood come to visit. They circle in the air, observe, and then fall down, and start to enjoy this big meal. Sometimes they even take away the flesh and blood of the injured, completely ignoring the screams of the injured.

For humans, this is a slaughterhouse, but for those vultures, it is a big meal for them.

How many casualties did the Turks pay?

Half an hour after the order was ordered to retreat, casualties were counted, but only more than 4,000 casualties!

This is just the first round of offensive by Ahmed Copruru!

For this big Vicil, who has a total of 60,000 Azap cannon fodder, the casualties of more than 4,000 people are simply not worth mentioning.

Not to mention that he still has the capital to continue to build, it can even be said that he neither hurts his tendons nor moves his bones!

Moreover, for the Ottoman army, their attack on the Chinese army is just a feint. Of course, the more this happens, the more we need to fight.

Why?

Because if you don’t fight hard, how can you let the Chinese mobilize their reserve team to increase the place?

So under the order of Ahmed Coprulu, less than an hour later, the Azap infantry fought again. Although they suffered thousands of casualties, they were full of energy and continued to move forward regardless of the casualties.

In this way, they carried out several rounds of offenses, from early morning to evening, every time they made the Chinese defending their armor lose their armor. The seemingly fierce attack was always blocked, and the organized attack to setbacks seemed inevitable.

After it was completely dark, the first day of the attack was finally over.

After everything was over, the earth had been dyed red. On the silent earth, the screams of the wounded could still be heard. The wounded who were thrown were howling in despair in the sea of ​​corpses and blood. No one paid attention to them. In the end, their screams gradually disappeared.

The earth once again fell into silence.

"Greater Vizier, we must find a way to break through the Chinese defense line!"

Ali Pasha, who was sitting on the carpet under the awning beside the woods, said.

"If you rush forward like this, even if you sacrifice all the Azap infantry, it will probably be difficult to break through their defense!"

"Yes, the Chinese people's firepower is more fierce than we imagined, and we must change our style of playing!"

In fact, several Pashas also expressed their opinions.

The one who died now is Azap cannon fodder, but if the guards still fail to make any progress, they are not willing to face such a result. What is the cannon fodder used for? It is not just used to test the enemy's reality.

In fact, no general will be stupid. He keeps asking soldiers to line up to take their lives to break through the enemy's defense line. Even if the number of cannon fodder is sufficient, he will pay attention to some flexibility.

"I'm going to have a different approach! Do you have any suggestions?"

Ahmed Copruil asked.

For a time, many people said that some suggested using cavalry, and some suggested sneak attacks at night. In short, for these veterans who have been marching and fighting for many years, they always had one way to deal with the Chinese defense line.

However, all the methods will always be refuted by others, and there seems to be no good solution.

"Kuchukpasha, what do you think?"

Ahmed Copruil asked.

As a confidant of Great Vizier, Kuchukpasha never spoke until he was named.

"Where are you using cannons?"

"Using cannons? Haven't we been using cannons all the time? And we also used a lot of flowering bullets!"

"I mean, while shooting with cannons, Azap also attacked, allowing them to rush to the Chinese defense line with the shells!"

Kuchuk said again.

"While the Chinese avoid shelling, our people entered their defense and came to their side!"

"Kill with the shells? In that case, those soldiers will definitely be bombed by the shells!"

"What else? Anyway, they will still be bombarded by the Chinese. There is no difference between our shells and Chinese shells. Speaking of which, at least they don't have to be bombed by the Chinese musketeers anymore!"

Although Kuchukpasha's words were cold-blooded, they were praised by others.

"It's true, it's just a little bit of a price."

"That's true, it's just a slight price. The smoke from the shells explode can block the Chinese artillery's vision. This is simply to protect them!"

"Blessed by the Prophet, they will definitely thank us!"

I have to say that after the perspective of the problem changes, the corresponding seemingly unreasonable things seem to be reasonable.

Of course, in order to show their concern for the Azhap cannon fodders, after agreeing to Kuchukpasha's suggestion, Ahmed specially ordered the Azhap to allocate more sheep.

"Blessed by the prophet, they don't know how many people will die tomorrow. Give them more sheep and let them eat more meat!"

For cannon fodder, this is already an extra grace!

As cannon fodder, of course, you must have the awareness of being cannon fodder. It is also kind to not drive them to die with a knife. At least for Ahmed, he felt that he was very competent.

When the Turks were there for the second attack, Ma Dongzhe and his brothers in the trenches were not so lucky. They took advantage of the night to not only repair the blown trenches, but also drag the bodies and limbs near the position with hooks and buried them on the spot. If the bodies were left there in such a weather, the choking stench near the position would soon make everyone spit out.

"Those damn Turks!"

While the brothers were shoveling the trenches and chest walls, Ma Dongzhe, who went to clean up the battlefield, did not forget to complain about the Turks. In front of him, there were corpses everywhere, especially near the barbed wire, with corpses everywhere, even crowded together.

However, cleaning up the battlefield is also a good job for the soldiers. They can find some exquisite Turkish scimitars in the corpses, find several flintlock guns inlaid with exquisite copper ornaments, and even find some gold and silver jewelry. If luck comes, they may be able to touch a few gold coins.

Just as he was about to drag the body away, a corpse suddenly moved. Ma Dongzhe, who was startled, quickly picked up his rifle and pointed it at the wounded lying on the ground with a bayonet. Under the moonlight, the blood-stained Turk looked at him, his eyes full of despair, but he still raised his hand, as if asking for help from him.

“……—%…—”

What is he talking about?

Are you asking for help?
Chapter completed!