Vol 5 Chapter 65: Battle of the 3 Danubes (4)

The peculiar rhythmical sound of music drifted across the open space in front of the ears of the Montina soldiers hiding behind the fortification, which made some Montina soldiers feel a little ignorant.
These are mostly Balkans and Genoese soldiers. They do n’t know how to hear someone playing music on the battlefield, but for some soldiers who used to be the defenders of Fort Montina, although they were a little surprised, they did n’t feel too much. strange.
As for the Agri Musketeers, many people still looked at the opposite side with their necks curious, because they found that although the tune was obviously not the music they were familiar with, this form of playing on the battlefield made Many people couldn't help thinking of the days when they were once dominated by a certain military music that they were familiar with.
As the Ottoman tribal infantry drew closer and closer, some soldiers began to irritate because of tension, but immediately they were discovered by the patrol cavalry. Under the loud scolding and warning, the soldiers gradually stabilized, accompanied by their own positions Dense drums were heard, and they saw the soldiers wearing crimson uniforms walking out of the spear formation at a neat pace.
Rows of muskets, such as short bushes, stood in front of the phalanx, and the sword shield soldiers heard orders from their officers to prepare to step forward.
The Ottomans have crossed the open area of ​​the two sides as the center line, and the opposite faces have become more and more clear. Soon the enemy will rush over, and they will start a battle with those strange faces.
Some people tensed their lips nervously, while others gripped the arms in their hands so that their fingers and joints were white and painful.
An unfamiliar shout came faintly from the opposing team, and then they saw the Ottomans who had been advancing slowly across the opposite side accelerating their pace. As they ran faster and faster, the front row of enemies lifted up in the sun A dazzling scimitar.
The first attack has finally begun!
The mound that Alexander is standing on is very tall, so he can clearly see almost the entire battlefield, except for the right wing that he has always been concerned about. Because there is a continuous high hill blocking the line of sight, he can easily observe most of the front. The place.
From the mound, Alexander clearly saw that the Ottoman infantry launched an attack with a breakthrough to the right of the center of the front. When the clear shouting suddenly sounded, the Montina soldiers discovered that the Ottomans were so close to themselves. Too.
Alexander did not know which part of the enemy was attacking himself, but according to the formation of the enemy, he guessed that the enemy in front of him should be at least about 10,000 people, especially when he found that the left wing of the enemy front could not rise. When there was a lot of smoke, he determined that it should be the enemy Anatolian light cavalry.
Seeing the smoke raised by the light cavalry, he secretly cared about the number of the cavalry, and Alexander felt a slight heart.
He didn't know the details of the Ottoman army, and it was even less clear to him than his enemies, so when he saw a group of Ottoman infantry screaming toward the position, Alexander's heart could not help but tighten.
The new Ottoman army is so famous. Alexander was instinctively nervous about this prestigious army.
The infantry bravely flocked to the position of the Montina. Although they saw a lot of creeks and stags on the road, they did not care.
These soldiers screamed and rushed towards the enemy. They believed that although the enemy shyly hid behind the built fortifications, as long as they rushed in front of the enemy, those simple fortifications could not protect them at all.
The ditch and the deer turned in front of them. The Ottomans screamed that some jumped down and then climbed up, some simply jumped over the narrow and shallow ditch, and the soldiers who were blocked by the deer pushed or climbed and tried to cross. Obstacles in front.
For a while, Ottoman's charge seemed to stagnate at this moment.
At this moment, Ottoman heard a strange password.
An Ottoman veteran who had just boarded a deer on one leg habitually flew forward. He didn't know what he heard, but years of experience told him it was never a good thing.
Facts proved that the veteran's judgment was correct. When his forward body had not fallen to the ground, the sudden roar on the opposite side had just vibrated his eardrum, and the roar of the projectile tearing the air had already shone from above his head.
The Ottoman soldiers who climbed the deer and jumped over the trench were instantly screamed by the oncoming intensive shooting. Some people suddenly had a few more blood holes planted into the ditch, while others were hit after being shot. Called to fall on the deer.
Among them, the soldier who first rushed over the obstacle became an obvious target. When they had not seen the opposite side from the smoke from the first shot, another bullet pierced the smoke in the rapid sound of the gunshots. A head-on shot with a face covered.
The charged Ottomans were screamed again and again by continuous shooting. They tried to cross the obstacles, but this intertwined ravine not only prevented them from going forward in front of the enemy with only one charge, but also became their Slaughterhouse.
Intensive! The intensive shooting that even experienced veterans have not seen caused the projectiles to fly in front of them, and the roaring bullets kept pouring towards their ranks, so that the bodies of soldiers who could not cross the obstacles in front of them had fallen before the trench and the deer refused. The next piece.
The footsteps of the tribal infantry were blocked. Because they could not jump over the obstacles, they had to try to bypass this terrible area in front of them, trying to find a breakthrough location from other places.
For a time, several teams had already opened up the formation, and gradually gathered towards the gaps between the trenches.
"It turns out this way."
A tall crotch warhorse, wearing a magnificent armor, General Ottoman looked at the distance and whispered gently. As the ponytail in his hand shook slightly, he pointed to the tribal army that was slowly gathering.
"Stop them," General Ottoman ordered, and his thin, bearded cheeks flickered slightly, as if a smile appeared. "I know what to do."
At the same time, Alexander standing on the high was also watching the tribal infantry that was gradually gathering towards several gaps, but there was a little helplessness on his face at this time, and then he made a sound that was not easily noticeable to others. sigh.
Alexandria knew that he had lost a good chance. When there were several artillery pieces while the enemy was being blocked by fire to find a breakthrough, if there were several cannons, then these enemies would be devastating disasters.
Even if there are only a few artillery pieces, when flowering bullets that can cause heavy damage fall on the crowded enemies, the terrible casualties and huge deterrence are enough to shake the will to destroy these enemies.
But because there is no such firepower now, the only thing he can do is rely on the Agrigan Musketeers deployed on the position to intensively shoot those gaps in order to maximize the damage to the enemy.
But Ottoman didn't seem to rush to attack, they squeezed in front of the gaps behind those obstacles, but they never advanced into the gaps, which made Alexander feel a little uneasy.
The enemy's intention to try to break through his position from the front is obvious, but he is not sure where the enemy is going to focus on the attack, or that the enemy is preparing to use cavalry to attack his wings.
Alexander ordered to increase the vigilance of the wings, and at the same time looked across the field through the smoke from the position.
At this moment, he saw a grey line approaching slowly behind the enemy.
"what is that?"
A follower pointed at the gray shadow in the distance and asked in doubt, but after a pause, the follower's eyes suddenly flashed a trace of fear.
"That's Muselim?"
Alexander muttered to himself, although he had already heard of this army, but he really knew a lot about the elite troops among the Ottomans, but they still heard from the Balkans.
Like the traditional European knighthood, the Ottoman Empire also has its own knighthood, the so-called Sipahi class.
These warriors like European knights formed the elite of the Ottoman army. Once Europeans saw the Sipaxi knights who appeared on the battlefield, they often fell into the wild and dared not flee.
But if Sipahi is a nightmare for Europeans, then Musselim is a demon that makes the whole of Europe tremble.
This is an army that has used cruelty and cold blood to the extreme. It can be said that they are the most feared army in Europe except the new Ottoman army.
All Moselims are made up of soldiers from the conquered area, but unlike the new army, they are not the pro-military forces of Sudan, and they are not the real Ottoman army. If you must give them an identity, maybe It should be said that they are more "military slaves".
Muselim ’s only way out is to gain freedom by gaining military power. This is why this army ’s desire for victory is stronger than any army, and they are more cruel and cruel to enemies and captives.
In order to reduce hindrance, they never leave captives, and wherever Musselim results, the only thing left is death.
The gray top hat with a long spike is the characteristic of Musselim. When the wind blows, the long spike will flutter with the wind, just like the wings of death, spreading to the enemy positions. Muselim pounced.
The whole team was silently advancing with a layer of gray soldiers, and the tribal infantry could not help making way for them. When they lined up in front of those gaps, the kind of repressed silence kept the nearby tribes The soldiers were all moved.
A light-haired officer took the flag from the flag-bearer beside him and carried it on his shoulders, then he picked up the horns hanging around his waist and blew hard.
The trumpet sound caused a commotion in Musselim's team, just like a swimming gray snake, Muselim began to advance towards the Montina front.
"Order the Musketeers to return to the back of the fortification," Alexander gave orders to the people around him. From the beginning, he was prepared to rely on the fortifications to deal with the enemy. For this, he had ordered the whole army to dig the fortifications.
The Musketeers began to retreat, and their spears and shields covered their bodies. At the same time, the Balkan regiment, who had been waiting impatiently, finally heard the signal they always wanted to hear.
"It's time to start." Pannoni shook his wrist excitedly, and then wrapped the leather cord at the tail of the axe around his wrist.
The Balkans screamed, many of them holding spears and scimitars, but more of them took traditional Balkan short axes.
Shields are rarely seen among the Balkans, for them the non-stop offensive is the real tough guy.
The gray Muslemim army was quietly advancing, although their formation was gradually chaotic due to obstacles, but the oncoming oppression still made people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts.
"The elite of the Ottoman army is second only to the elite of the new army," Alexander meditated in his heart. He saw a triangular flag that had been raised before the square below. Before the flag was swayed, his eyes turned to the gray opposite Shadow.
The Agari Musketeer's most intensive shooting began.
Because they had retreated to the fortification, this time all the musketeers were arranged in the first line as much as possible. The intensive shooting instantly formed a smoke screen that completely blocked the two sides in front of the Montina Front, except for standing in high places. Alexander and the people around him, the entire front could not see the situation of the enemy opposite.
What is surprising is that although the gray team with gunshots has gaps because of people being shot, the whole team has no confusion at all, and not only has it not stopped.
On the contrary, the gunshot seemed to awaken a terrible monster, and Muselim, who had been silent before, suddenly burst into a crazy roar!
At the same time they started to speed up, and as they ran faster and faster, the pieces of gray shadow rushed towards the Montina front!
"pagan!"
The shout also sounded on the position, almost waiting for the attack signal to sound, a figure had already jumped on the position of the Balkan regiment, and at the same time accompanied by a roar, a large hand axe had waved against the harsh sunlight.
The short battle started.
The gray torrent of Musselim poured toward the right of the center of the Montina position. UU reading www.uukanshu.com and the Ottoman army that followed immediately began to seem slow, but there was Orderly and slowly toward the right wing of the entire front.
At this time, Alexander, who had been guessing the enemy's movements, finally determined that the direction of Ottoman's attack was the junction between the center of the defense and the right wing.
That was a slightly gentle and unsafe place in the entire line of defense. It was because of the previous guess that the enemy might break through from here, and Alexander placed the Balkan regiment here.
"It seems right." Looking at the torrent of grey torrents facing him, Alexander was slightly relieved, and then all he had to do was withstand the first wave of Ottoman offense.
On the opposite side, Commander Ottoman, who was also closely watching the battlefield, was slowly smiling.
"Sure enough, as expected," the horsetail bush in the commander's hand raised again and pointed in one direction. "It's time to launch the offensive."
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