"But there are really too many people, a lot of Poles, and the river is still frozen." Half-crossing means crossing the river by boat. Now that the river is frozen, does it still count as half-crossing? It should.

Calculate.

I handed the binoculars to the officer next to me and shook my head. The number of enemies was about 2,000, half of which were from Russia’s Polish Leading Party. If such a number could not explain anything before we invaded Russia, then after our cleaning

There are still so many people on the side of the Russians. Maozi is really impressed by the cohesion of the Poles.

Could this be the legendary love that comes from torture? Let you torture me a thousand times and I will treat you like my first love?

Without any suspense, we quietly deployed while the Russians were slowly walking across the ice on the river, and after they were halfway across the river, we took the lead in launching the attack.

Chasseur starts!

If we had artillery, even a six-pounder with the smallest caliber, we could set it up directly on the bank and bombard the Russians crossing the river. I kind of regret why we didn’t bring the artillery over here, but since we were making a surprise attack, we still gave the Russians the chance.

Extremely shocking.

A large number of cavalry came out, and the screams of the Russians were everywhere.

"We were ambushed!!" "We were ambushed!!" "It's the cavalry!!!"

The Russian officers must have never studied military linguistics. How can we call it that when we discover an enemy attack? Isn’t this telling our own people that we are going to be in bad luck? In Rome, when we discover an enemy attack, we usually give direct orders to form formations.

, No, when they shouted, the people who had just crossed the river became commotion, and they ran back to the river and fell into the ice. Those who were still crossing the river hurriedly ran back to the other side.

"Poles!!! Stand up for me!" Da** is really a dog-skin plaster, and will stand up wherever needed.

The Russians occupied the ferry by the river. Many people had just stepped off the river. At this moment, most of them were still recalling the feeling of walking on the river. The Russian officers roared and many Poles kicked them to the end.

At the front, the Poles turned back to look at the Russians in confusion. But the next moment, many of them were shot and fell to the ground before they could even turn around.

"Shoot, shoot!!"

As we all know, the hit rate of muskets is tragic, but the Russians still fired directly. The Chasseurs were still hundreds of meters away at this time. A few unlucky ones fell to the ground, and the Poles in the front line

It was very tragic to find out that they were trying to blow up the anus of the Russians, but the bullets would deflect when fired. Therefore, the Russians shot and killed many more Poles than the Romans.

"Damn it... stop shooting, stop shooting!"

Just as the Russians were reloading their ammunition, the Chasseurs withdrew, and it was the Cuirassiers' turn to launch the most proud wall charge. In one encounter, the first column of cavalry knocked over hundreds of Poles, and the second column of cavalry knocked over hundreds of Poles.

The collision and trampling shook the Polish defense line, and the third column broke through the Polish defense line. The Russians who were trying to regroup behind them started screaming again.

After the cuirassiers, our Polish hussars completely disintegrated the defense line built by four to five hundred heroic Poles. Just when the Polish hussars did not retreat from one side as ordered, but stayed in place to chop the Poles.

I took off the telescope and said angrily: "Let those damn Poles leave! Don't block the way of the infantry!"

"Shoot these Polish pigs!"

Before my order was conveyed, most of the Russians who had spent two minutes loading their ammunition received the order and launched a salvo. The effect of this salvo was very good. There were more than forty Polish wings in total.

The cavalry fell to the ground, and of course more than forty fleeing Russian-Polish leaders died with them. Although all of them were killed, the morale on Maozi's side was inexplicably high.

"It's really incredible." Could it be that drinking too much vodka has the special effect of +3 morale?

Thanks to the Russians, the Polish leading party in Rome finally woke up to what they had been doing for a long time, and gave way to the sight of the infantry coming all the way behind.

The Polish leading party in Rome retreated to the second line, and the column formation, which had been impatient for a long time, accelerated its pace under the urging of the officers.

I stood behind the infantry column with a group of guards and watched them stop advancing at the ninety-meter line. At that time, the Russians were still loading ammunition, and we launched a volley here.

The three infantry battalions were divided into nine groups and formed a hedgehog formation. Each group basically maintained 120 people and 20 people in the front. A salvo fired, and 180 flintlock muskets fired at the same time. Dozens of Maozi were in the front row.

People were shot and fell to the ground. After advancing more than five meters, the second platoon, which took over from the first platoon, opened fire again. This time, the number of people fell to the ground increased significantly, but still did not exceed a hundred.

"Tell the infantry to stop advancing at eighty meters!" I said to the orderer, "let them shoot at this distance."

Feletelia interrupted unexpectedly: "Why don't you keep pushing forward? Don't waste your precious time here!"

The signal for the soldiers to stop advancing was passed down, but our infantry did not stop advancing until they passed the 60-meter line. At this time, it was the Maozi's turn to fire a volley. There were more than 400 Maozi crossing the river, and they were still firing continuously.

Increase.

The effect of one of their volleys was far less than the effect of a volley of 180 of us at the 90-meter line, and our one counterattack at the 60-meter line brought down dozens of Russians. Seeing that we were about to attack again

After firing a salvo, on the Russian side, an officer under their military flag seemed to explode into a small universe.

"Russians!!! Kill all these Romans and charge!"

"Ula!!"

My eyelids jumped, what happened to the infantry charge and the cavalry!

I quickly raised the flag to prepare the chasseurs and cuirassiers to enter the battlefield again at any time. I focused my attention back on Maozi's charge, but before they charged, our muskets fired again. Within a distance of forty meters, the muskets

The power exerted was not ordinary, and at such a distance, it was almost impossible to aim accurately. Just like that, Mao Zi who rushed to the front row was shot and fell down, but Mao Zi, who still had some tenacious vitality, still roared forward.

, charged forward with bayonets drawn, without even pausing. Holy shit, these Russian infantry charges are so powerful! By the way, during World War II, were there any examples of infantrymen overwhelming German tanks?

"Romans!" The officer under the Eagle banner stopped firing, "Charge!"

The formation of the Russians was relatively loose, but our infantry was in a tight formation. But even though such a strong Russian body created a powerful infantry line, it still made me twitch at the corner of my eye.

Russians are very tall, and visually they are all short when they are 1.7 meters tall. God knows whether they took Gaizhonggai or took nutritional products such as melatonin to grow so tall. The 18th century is not the 21st century, and people here are nutritionally deficient.

In this era, few people could grow above 1.8 meters, but this level was very common among Russians, and it seemed that there were even people with heights of 2 meters.

Look at the people under my command. Most of the soldiers under my command are from Anatolia. The race in Anatolia is a mixture of Greeks, Southern Europeans, Arabs, and Mongolians. These racial characteristics do not exist.

Being tall is a characteristic. So it is certain that the Romans were not very tall. 1.6 to 1.65 meters was very common, 1.7 meters were top-notch, and 1.8 meters stood out from the crowd.

How big is the height advantage in charge and counterattack?

If a Nissan car collides with a German car, the result will be similar to Romans colliding with Russians.

As soon as they met, they overturned the soldiers in the first row, holding bayonets and sabers. Even the Swedes, who were about the same height as the Russians, suffered greatly from Maozi's charge, let alone the Romans.

With musket suppression, I was really worried that the infantry column would be overrun by the Russians.

The Russian offensive was like a tidal wave. After the first formation collision, each infantry column suffered a lot of losses, but their bloody courage also increased with the casualties. With a passion and superior numbers,

The idiots won't be able to take advantage for the time being, but if the subsequent Russians are allowed to step off the ice and join the battle group, an ambush battle may be turned into a head-on battle. If that happens, I will

I'd rather hide in Constantinople and fish for the rest of my life.

The battle was stalemate. The Russians launched a charge without passing through the whole team, which temporarily restored their decline. Outside them were six Roman infantry columns, and then the cavalry who ran away from one side came back!

Facing the huge flaw in the flanks, the cuirassiers showed no mercy this time and rushed in. No matter how tall a person is, they cannot be higher than a cuirassier who is a man and a horse. No matter how strong a person is, he can't eat enough.

He has a fatter mount than a human. I think Maozi, who can't even stand up to a tall horse, is unlikely to use infantry charges to disrupt Mustache's tank group attack during World War II.

The cuirassiers were like road rollers, advancing on the battlefield. The ground trampled by the horses' hooves was covered with bloody corpses.

"Attack! Attack! Kill them all! Follow them quickly!"

Mao Zi's eyes turned red as he saw the front wavering. The officer who had just stepped down quickly turned red and roared, pulling the soldiers next to him, the Poles by their clothes and hair, kicking their butts, and gesticulating on their heads with a saber.

, launched another charge. But the momentum was not as great as the first time, and their number was less than a hundred. Then, the horse hooves of the chasseurs following the cuirassiers kicked over the bodies of these people.

About two hundred Maozi soldiers were crushed. I found that the Maozi soldiers crossing the river were wavering. Many people did not advance but retreated. The efficiency of those crossing the river was even slower: "Tell the infantry columns to advance!! Occupy the ferry and don't let the Russians

People cross the river!”
Chapter completed!