My Italy

As low-level officers, they did not know the situation. As the commander of Mara City, Major General Wagman felt a very different atmosphere.

"All the reconnaissance cavalry we sent were driven back. This is very abnormal."

Major General Wagman watched the reports from the meeting that kept coming in, which made his forehead wrinkle even more.

In front of him was Colonel Cabrera, the chief of staff of the advance team, who also agreed with his point of view.

"Yes, the enemy has covered the entire battlefield, so there will definitely be a big move. Should we send people to take a look?"

Facing the words of his chief of staff, Major General Wagman shook his head and said. "No, we don't have much reconnaissance power at our disposal. And even if we send it out, how can we stop the enemy's encirclement and suppression?"

Cabrera thought of the reports he had read before. The reconnaissance troops had encountered crazy encirclement and suppression by ten times more enemies, and these Abyssinian cavalry were searching like a net, not letting go of any clues.

It must be said that on the Abyssinian Plateau, the Italian cavalry was no match for these people.

Cabrera was a little reluctant when he thought that the enemy must be making big moves. "Then what should we do?"

"Protect your retreat and wait."

"wait?"

"Yes."

After Cabrera heard Wagman's decision, he didn't know what to say, but no matter what he wanted to do, facing the enemy's frantic search, he really had no good way. Who dares to consume the Abyssinian cavalry with too few cavalry?

Of course, waiting was not Wagman's only idea. In addition to sending a letter to General Simeone in the rear to inform him of the current situation, he also ordered the troops around Mara City to continue building fortifications and sent troops to Strengthen the defense from Adi Kwara to Mara.

He had a feeling that the enemy would definitely attack his supply line.

His premonition was accurate. About five days later, the enemy appeared.

At Dabru Mountain, Cosenz and his officers and soldiers looked at the scene outside with nervous expressions. In fact, he was not the only one, but the entire three battalions defending Dabru Mountain felt nervous.

"There must be at least 50,000 to 60,000 enemies."

The voice of his friend came from beside him. Barry looked at so many enemies and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Only more, not less."

Cosentz looked at the overwhelming enemies and answered his friend with a serious expression.

On the side of the position commander, Battalion Commander Valery, he pulled over a messenger. "Report to Major General Wagman immediately. The enemy is attacking. There are at least 60,000 troops. We need reinforcements."

Five hundred to sixty thousand, Battalion Commander Valery did not have this daydream. A qualified officer should know how to make choices. Of course, he does not want and will not surrender to the enemy.

After giving orders to the messengers, Valery's loud voice spread throughout the battlefield. "Cheer up and don't act like a bitch. No matter how many enemies there are, they still won't have as many bullets as we do."

It's so strange sometimes. After the battalion commander yelled at them, many people became less nervous.

The news that the Abyssinian troops were encountered at the Dabulu Mountain position soon reached the ears of Major General Wagman. After hearing the news of the enemy's attack, he immediately ordered. "Let other troops of the Third Guards Regiment go for reinforcements. The position on Dabulu Mountain cannot be lost."

Major General Wagman did not intend to give up this position so easily. With the defenders of Daburu Mountain in check, the enemy would not be able to fully encircle Mara, which was very important to him.

In addition to letting the Third Guards Regiment reinforce his third battalion, Major General Wagman also had other measures. "Give orders to the strongholds along the way to Adi Kwara. If they encounter invincible opponents, they are allowed to abandon their strongholds. In addition, send a letter to General Simeone."

Major General Wagman quickly wrote on a piece of paper: Lieutenant General, the enemy has come to Mara City. Please decide how to fight. I will hold my position and wait for the appearance of the Lieutenant General.

He quickly folded the signed paper and put it into the envelope, then handed it over to the order.

Although he had previously ordered troops to be sent to reinforce various strongholds along the road, but now faced with the enemy's large-scale appearance, he was ready to abandon these strongholds. After all, there are only two to three hundred people in these strongholds. If they are surrounded by enemies, he will not be able to send troops for reinforcements.

Following Major General Wagmann's order, Marat's Italian troops immediately mobilized and prepared to fight the incoming enemy.

But while they were still preparing, the battle on Mount Daburu had already begun.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The artillery from the attacking side kept bombarding the position, while the officers and soldiers of the third battalion stayed calmly behind the fortifications and watched the Abyssinian artillery performance.

There was no way, the enemy's artillery performed too poorly, and basically fired at random. The bombardment lasted for nearly half an hour, and the only result was that a section of the parapet was destroyed, killing a few unlucky guys hiding behind it.

But think about it, if you want to train an elite artillery force, you need to practice with artillery shells. For Abyssinians who need to import everything, this cost is too staggering.

So except for a small amount of artillery skills that were barely good, the rest were simply trained.

Even for many artillerymen, today was the first time they fired artillery. With such quality, how can there be too many accurate shots? It would be great if he can hit it.

Perhaps seeing the poor performance of his artillery, the enemy commander then ordered the artillery to stop.

Then the fighting soldiers appeared.

As soon as these soldiers with various weapons appeared, the officers and soldiers of the third battalion who were hiding from stray bullets behind the position appeared.

"Steady, don't rush yet, steady."

The officers in the position give orders to the soldiers around them, which can relieve the tension in the hearts of the soldiers.

When the attacking Abyssinian officers saw that there was no firing in the position, they kept encouraging the soldiers to speed up and rush to the position.

400 meters!

300 meters!

"Fire!"

Seeing that the enemy was approaching the optimal range, Cosentz, who was directing the battle, let out a roar.

"Bang bang bang~"

Following his order, gunfire erupted immediately on the position, and the enemy soldiers rushing at the front fell to the ground.

"Attack, don't stop."

The enemy commander completely ignored the casualties and kept ordering his troops not to stop attacking.

Cosentz, on the other hand, took the rifles in his own company's hands and reaped the lives of the enemies. However, there were too many enemies. The constant stream of enemies made it difficult for their shooting to keep up with the rhythm. The enemies were getting closer and closer to their position.

Suddenly, a sound different from that of a rifle came.

"Ta-ta-ta-ta!"

The Maxim machine gun behind the position opened fire, and the charging enemies were cut down in pieces like wheat.

When the enemy saw the continuous firepower erupting from their position, they immediately ordered their troops to retreat. Many princes have tried the machine guns in the hands of the Italians, so it is normal to be a little afraid.

Another more important point is that they have figured out the firepower of the position, and perhaps a fierce battle will break out during the next attack.

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