Make France Great Again

"Withdraw your troops!"

Just when General Schilder thought that Deputy Commander Gorchakov would order him to lead the Second Division of the Polish Army in a fierce battle with the coalition forces on the opposite side, what was waiting was Deputy Commander Gorchakov's order to retreat.

This order came from the mouth of deputy commander Gorchakov of the main combat faction. It was so inconsistent that General Schelder almost thought he had a hearing problem.

General Schirder showed a look of astonishment on his face and asked cautiously: "If I heard correctly, deputy commander, did you just say withdraw troops?"

Deputy Commander Gorchakov breathed a sigh of relief, and responded with a wry smile to General Schelder in a disappointed tone: "That's right! Withdraw your troops! We have no capital to stay. If we continue to fight, I'm afraid we will No one can escape!"

"Deputy Commander, that's not the case!" General Schelder responded to General Gorchakov with an expression of disbelief, "With the troops we have, we can definitely..."

Before General Shilder could finish his words, Deputy Commander Gorchakov pointed in the distance and interrupted: "Can you guarantee that the coalition forces on the opposite side will not specifically shoot at our commander?"

"I..." General Shilder opened his mouth and couldn't say a word.

The painful lesson of the First Division taught General Schelder that once they chose to attack, they would also suffer the same fate as the First Division.

One thing is certain, the range of the rifles in the hands of the coalition forces is much greater than the rifles in their hands.

A battle between two armies with too large a range gap can easily turn into a one-sided massacre.

What's more, this group of despicable coalition forces specifically targets and kills the grassroots commanders of the Russian Empire.

When the grassroots command system collapses, soldiers will just be like headless flies who don't know who to listen to.

Many historical battles have shown that there is no difference between a scattered army and a group of pigs waiting to be slaughtered.

General Schelder, who thought for a long time, finally said, "If I leave like this, I'm afraid it won't be easy for Prince Paskevich to explain to him!"

Regarding Shilder's worries, Deputy Commander Gorchakov shook his head helplessly and said: "In fact, His Excellency the Prince did not agree with my action from the beginning. He believed that our army should retreat to the other side of the Danube as soon as possible! In that case, our army can rely on favorable terrain and bastions to counterattack the coalition forces."

"But isn't our mission to capture the Silistra Fortress and open up the road to Varna and even Constantinople?" General Schelder asked Deputy Commander Gorchakov doubtfully.

When Gorchakov heard these familiar words from Shilder, his eyes dimmed, and a mocking look appeared on his face: "The prerequisite for implementing this strategy is that our army can defeat Silis. The Turkish army and coalition forces in Tela Fortress! Now, do you think our army can really defeat them?"

At this point, Gorchakov paused, swallowed, and then continued: "Rather than letting our troops continue to engage in meaningless battles here, it is better to withdraw to the north bank of the Danube as soon as possible and wait for the coalition forces to attack. Come. Maybe, we will defeat them in the next defensive counterattack!"

After hearing Deputy Commander Gorchakov's lack of fighting spirit, General Schelder didn't know how to comfort Gorchakov for a moment.

"Since you have made up your mind to withdraw your troops, I am willing to follow your instructions!" General Schelder said with half interest: "But, I am afraid that His Majesty the Tsar will..."

General Schelder still remembered the order given to them by the Tsar's envoy. Now, not only did they fail to break the Silistra Fortress, but they were also preparing to withdraw.

Tsar Nicholas I, who is far away in Moscow, may not listen to their excuses. If Gorchakov's deputy commander's position is not managed well, major changes may be coming.

"Just let nature take its course for this kind of thing!" Gorchakov said to General Shilder in a slightly relieved tone.

Under the order of Deputy Commander Gorchakov, the disabled 1st Division and the intact 2nd Division of the Polish Army left the vicinity of the temporary camp of the coalition forces. Nearly 28,000 troops returned in a mighty manner at night. The location of the 13th and 14th Army Corps.

When the two divisions arrived at the previous station, Deputy Commander Gorchakov immediately went to Paskievich's camp to look for Prince Paskievich.

After Gorchakov arrived at the camp, he was immediately informed that Prince Paskevich was still on the front line. Deputy Commander Gorchakov had to go to the front line of the siege of Silistra Fortress to find Paskevich. Prince Qi.

When Gorchakov arrived at the front line, the soldiers of the 13th and 14th legions were continuing a fearless charge towards the bastion under the leadership of their commander, General Hilde, vowing to destroy the tower on this bright moonlit night. Take the Biabastion.

The Ottoman Empire was also desperately trying to prevent the Russian army from climbing up the ladder to the bastion. On top of the bastion, light artillery loaded with grape bullets tried their best to shoot at the densely packed Russian Imperial Army below. Every grape bullet was fired. The explosion will definitely cause injuries to more than ten people around the grape bomb.

Blood spattered on the walls of Tabia Bastion, and white smoke filled the entire battlefield.

Everyone in this cruel meat grinder war tried their best to win, but their two armies never reached the turning point of the war.

"Huh? Why are you here!" Prince Paskevich, who was supervising the battle in the distance, asked with a surprised expression after seeing Gorchakov's arrival.

"Commander, I think...be careful!" Gorchakov was about to say something when a cannonball fell around Gorchakov and Prince Paskevich. Gorchakov hurriedly pulled the Prince Paskevich retreated backwards.

The expected explosion was not loud, and the shell that fell around Prince Paskevich was a dud.

Just when Gorchakov breathed a sigh of relief that he and Prince Paskevich could continue to survive on the battlefield, a shell fired from the Tabiya flank bastion hit the crowd. Another cannonball hit right next to Hilde's general. The grapeshot exploded immediately after falling to the ground, and the lead bullets inside were fired in all directions.

The unprepared General Hilde was immediately killed by a lead bullet that penetrated his skull. The soldiers surrounding General Hilde who were responsible for protecting General Hilde also suffered varying degrees of injuries.

The soldier whose thigh bone was shattered by the lead bullet could only lie on the ground rolling back and forth, and blood could not stop flowing down from the soldier's thigh.

The death of General Hilde heralded another failure of the Russian Imperial Army's siege of the Silistra Fortress Group, and the Russian Imperial soldiers desperately evacuated backwards.

Prince Paskevich and General Gorchakov also retreated with the large army.

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Prince Paskevich, who returned to the camp, asked Gorchakov why he came at this time, and told Gorchakov that he had nothing extra on hand to give to him.

"Your Excellency Commander, I am not here to ask you for troops, but I hope you can lead us out of here!" Gorchakov pleaded to Prince Paskevich.

Prince Paskevich looked at Gorchakov in surprise. He didn't understand what happened to his deputy commander to make his deputy commander become like him.

"You also failed?" Prince Paskevich asked Gorchakov.

"That's right!" Gorchakov nodded and responded to Prince Paskevich.

"How many people died?" Prince Paskievich asked next.

Gorchakov stretched out five fingers and said calmly to Paskevich: "5,000 people!"

"5,000 people a day?!" Paskevich looked at Gorchakov with wide eyes and raised his voice.

"That's right!" Gorchakov nodded and added: "And the grassroots commanders of the First Division suffered heavy casualties. I'm afraid it will be difficult to carry out high-intensity battles in a short period of time!"

"What happened?" Prince Paskevich frowned and asked Gorchakov while gently pressing his temples with both hands.

"The weapons in their hands have a longer range than ours!" Gorchakov said an extremely simple reason. However, what is reflected behind this reason cannot be summarized in a simple sentence.

"That's not possible..." After muttering for half a sentence, Paskevich changed the topic and asked urgently: "Where is Brigadier General (Little) Orlov? Where is he now?"

"Brigadier General Orlov has returned to the arms of Christ!" Gorchakov responded in a sad tone.

"Alas!" Prince Paskevich sighed at the death of Brigadier General Orlov Jr., who was originally the person Prince Paskewitch was more optimistic about, but now he died on the battlefield.

It can really be called a trick of fate.

"Where is the body? The battlefield is still..." Prince Paskievich asked again.

"I have put the body in the coffin!" Gorchakov replied to Paskevich.

Later, Gorchakov told Prince Paskevich that the guns in the hands of the coalition forces could cause damage to the enemy at a distance of about 500 meters. Many officers in the First Division were killed by the coalition forces at long distances.

The shooting range of their muskets is only about 300 meters (260 meters to be precise). Beyond 300 meters, the accuracy of the muskets will be greatly reduced.

The gap of more than two hundred meters was enough for a skilled soldier to fire two rounds. After hearing Gorchakov's description of the coalition's lineup and rifles, Paskevich knew that this battle was not Gorchakov's. It is also not the fault of Brigadier General Orlov Jr.

If it were him, he would also use this tactic to attack the coalition forces.

After all, facing the entangled barbed wire fence, Paskiewicz also had no better solution and could only use his numerical advantage to win.

However, the rifle range of the coalition forces is much greater than that of the Russian army. Their troops will face a large number of combat attrition before they get close to the barbed wire fence.

Morale had already hit rock bottom before approaching the barbed wire fence, not to mention that this group of coalition troops specifically targeted their military command to kill, so a collapse was inevitable.

If there were one sentence to describe Prince Paskevich's current mood, "Tired! Destroy!" This sentence couldn't be better.

Prince Paskevich, who suffered successive defeats around the Silistra Fortress and the French temporary camp, with the support of Gorchakov, once again summoned the surviving members of the army to Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com General, discuss whether we should return to the north bank of the Danube.

The generals, whose troops suffered heavy casualties, unanimously agreed to Prince Paskevich's proposal.

At one o'clock in the morning, under the order of Paskevich, the Russian Imperial Army put away their camp tents, carried stretchers, and slowly moved northward with torches.

Musa Pasha in the city saw through his telescope the long line of Russian Imperial troops evacuating the Silistra Fortress and returning to the north. He was so carried away that he ignored the objections of Captain Bartlett and ordered Bashbo in the city. The Zuk cavalry pursue the Russian army.

Unexpectedly, they were ambushed by the Cossack cavalry, and more than a thousand Bashbozuk cavalry were wiped out.

After hearing the news, Musa Pasha in Tarbia Bastion was so frightened that he almost ran away again.

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