Chapter 734 Night Attack (Part 2)

The doubts in Edward's heart did not lessen as the killing cries around him gradually stopped, but instead became more and more serious.

If it was just a mutiny, the movement would be too loud, and he had observed that the shouts of killing were coming from all around to the center. This shows that the location where the initial turmoil occurred was on the periphery, but as far as he knew, there were no talented people in the periphery.

"Something's wrong!" Edward increased his vigilance and ordered: "Load the gun and take off the gun jacket. It may be an enemy attack!"

In fact, he still didn't believe it when he said this, because it was really unbelievable. The only ones who could attack them were the Russians, but there were no Russians for one or two hundred kilometers around. Are these damn enemies flying here with wings?

He thought it was more likely to be an attack by bandits. After all, the goods they were escorting were still very valuable. What if some ignorant bandits were deceived by lard and took risks?

But, he also felt that if they were bandits, it would be a bit too exaggerated. Judging from the shouts of killing, there were a lot of bandits in this group!

But no matter who the enemy is, Edward feels that it is always right to be prepared for battle. He feels that even if his side is full of artillery, it does not mean that they can only shoot artillery. If necessary, they can still shoot if they pick up a gun. Those ragtag bandits are shit.

Edward was very confident, and even thought that meeting this group of bandits would be a good thing, as he could just take the opportunity to gain a lot of merit, and maybe he would be promoted soon!

"The British are taking action!" Vishniak reminded.

Boris naturally saw it, and to be honest, he definitely didn't like this situation. In the final analysis, the Bulgarians are too scumbag. They obviously had an absolute advantage, but they still carried out a sneak attack, but after fighting for half an hour, they still couldn't deal with the scurrying group of Turks. This makes people really speechless.

Boris made a decision quickly: "Let the third company go to support them, and the remaining first and second companies will follow me to meet the British!"

As the third company joined the battlefield, the Bulgarians finally calmed down a little and no longer looked like headless flies in the face of the stubborn resistance of the Turks.

The Third Company quickly told the Bulgarians with practical actions how far behind you are compared with real soldiers.

On the other side, the 1st and 2nd companies, led by Boris himself, also took fire with the British. It's no wonder that Edward was confident. The performance of this group of British artillerymen was indeed good. They didn't mess up in the face of the attack. They picked up their rifles and lined up neatly. The queue returned orderly.

Don't mention it. Although Boris has many people, he can't do anything to them for a while. However, Boris was not in a hurry. He immediately adjusted his deployment and ordered a small number of troops to go around the weak flank of the British and launch an attack.

This time Edward's reaction couldn't keep up. After all, he was an artilleryman and was used to being deployed in the rear. This kind of face-to-face contact battle was really his first time. And the firepower on Boris's side is completely different from what he learned in military school.

Edward is more accustomed to facing linear tactics in neat formations. His shotguns can deal with dense formations with one shot. But Boris's men completely dispersed, making the two artillery pieces he had just deployed feel like cannons swatting mosquitoes.

The worst thing was not that he couldn't hit the enemy, but that the dispersed enemy firepower was not weak at all. The rain of bullets kept knocking down his artillery. He lost twenty or thirty people in just a few rounds of shooting.

Guwang

"Free fire! Suppress the enemy on the flanks," Edward shouted loudly, waving his sword. "Hurry up and set up the artillery, prepare grapeshot. Quick! Faster!"

At this time, he no longer felt as relaxed as before, let alone made any achievements. He just prayed for God's blessing to quickly repel the enemy on the opposite side. If it didn't work, he could send some people to reinforce him!

"Commander!" Edward screamed loudly: "Go to the Turks and ask them to send people over immediately for support. If we are finished, they will not think about it!"

Edward no longer despises the Turks at all. Now he only prays that these pagans will respond to his request for help as soon as possible and send someone to rescue him!

The fierce fighting continued, and Edward's artillery was increasingly unable to keep up, especially when Boris's men surrounded them from all directions and pressed them firmly to the ground for friction. It was only a matter of time before they collapsed.

The only thing that supported them to continue fighting was the reinforcements from the Turks. They believed that the Turks could not leave them alone. After all, they were respected British allies, and the Turks would never dare to leave them alone.

The Turks really don't dare to ignore death, but the problem is that they have too much time to take care of themselves, so how can they have the energy to help their British brothers?

Soon Edward's messenger ran back in disgrace. He reported in frustration: "Company commander, the situation on the Turks' side is even worse. They can't hold on anymore. There are so many enemies!"

Edward's face suddenly turned darker than the bottom of the pot. He knew that he had misjudged the situation. Those who attacked them were definitely not ordinary gangsters. Not only did this group of daring guys have excellent military quality, but their weapons and equipment were not bad at all. If this was the case, Who is he, a bandit? Bandits?

"damn it!"

Edward carefully observed the battlefield situation. The shouts of killing around him were getting weaker and weaker, which meant that the Turks were probably about to be finished.

Once this group of "bandits" gets rid of the Turks, they will definitely encircle and suppress him with all their strength. However, he is just an artillery company commander with only a 12-pounder cannon and more than a hundred brothers. This manpower alone is not enough to fill people's teeth. !

"We must break out!"

Edward made a judgment immediately and immediately ordered: "Let Second Lieutenant Howard take the rear, and the remaining people will follow me to break out!"

In fact, Edward really thought too much. The breakout was impossible to succeed, because from the beginning, Vishniak and Boris could not let an Englishman go. Maybe if the Turks ran away, they would just chase them symbolically, but if the British wanted to run away, they would not let them go even if they chased them to the ends of the earth.

"I don't want British prisoners," Vishniak said to Razet, "and whoever tells you this had better not be merciful!"

Razette changed his expression, because according to the tradition of the nobles, killing prisoners is indeed a bit inhumane. And he was unwilling to offend the British to death. But, he also knew that what he was doing now was enough to make the British angry at him. Therefore, from a safety perspective, it is very necessary to eradicate the root cause.

Razette immediately replied: "No problem, I will inform the count, and I will not let any British people go! Keep it without leaving any trouble!"