Solovyov in Tsarist Russia 1796.

Chapter 637 069 A large-scale annihilation battle on the banks of the Danube

In the morning, Solovyov was even in the mood to take a walk on horseback behind the position, and he only brought his adjutants with him.

"It feels pretty good, guys. Who among you is from the Baltic Sea?"

"I don't think there are any Germans among us. Although the chief of staff is, Karl Federevich is from Prussia and his home is not even on the seaside, and you..."

"We told jokes in the morning, which means we were in a good mood. To be honest, there were more enemies surrounded inside than us, probably more than 50,000. And you know what? I don't believe that 60,000 people could be killed in Cannae in one day. If that were the case, even the Romans, who were tough, would not be able to continue the war. It takes ten months to give birth to a child, and by the time he can hold a weapon, he is at least in his teens. I officially joined the army at the age of thirteen, and you may be about the same, but the real military career starts after the age of sixteen."

"Sir, you don't believe in the outcome of the Battle of Cannae?"

"If we can really wipe out 40,000 people in one day, I think it's still possible. If we can wipe out 60,000 people, it will take at least a few days. For us, manpower is also very important. A strong attack can indeed quickly eliminate the enemy, but I don't know how much our losses will be."

"So you chose a tentative attack?"

"This time it's because the enemy is trapped and relatively weak. If it were a different situation, I might not choose to do this. Our goal is not to destroy these enemies on the banks of the Danube in Lom, but to bring the flames of war to the enemy's hinterland, to a place where they don't want to be attacked by us. After that, we will achieve real victory."

As for the Turks in the encirclement, Solovyov hoped that they would surrender unconditionally.

But no one could say it in German, not even someone as incompetent as Mustafa Bey.

After all, he had more people. Solovyov's letter made it clear that it was not shameful for 50,000 Turks to surrender to 35,000 Russian troops.

This sentence is meant to stimulate him. For the Turks, fighting to the death may still be an option.

So the Turks drew their scimitars again and prepared for a decisive battle with the Russian army in Lom.

Solovyov had no idea that such a good thing would happen when he was riding his horse.

However, he had already deployed his soldiers, but the formation looked rather thin. The two horizontal rows were meant to add some width to the battlefield, as he had very few soldiers after all.

Moreover, the Russian army has always had a relatively solid formation, and the people on the Ottoman Empire knew this before the war. Except for a foreigner named Langgeron, those who fought fiercely with them were all Suvorov's disciples, even including the young Kamensky.

They can be said to be the "Four Heavenly Kings" trained during the Italian expedition.

But there are five of the Four Heavenly Kings, which is also common sense. Solovyov was probably not very famous on the battlefield before the Battle of Poland, but if we really compare them, Grand Duke Constantine is different from the other four. He probably represents the ceiling of the royal family. Even the old grand dukes in the future could not give their opponents any face.

If we really had to go to war with the Germans, the later grand dukes would indeed not be very capable, they just had high prestige.

If a war were to break out, among Suvorov's disciples, Bagration and Kamensky the Younger were the first to be able to act on their own, so the Turks paid more attention to them at the beginning.

As for Solovyov, although he was famous in Poland and Sweden, his combat capability of a large army group was not apparent because he was just a "young general" when he set out.

When the Turks were fighting, they probably still arranged his troops according to his rank of lieutenant general, which was about 30,000 people.

If you lack martial virtue, don't blame others.

He didn't dare to ride too far on horseback, as Clausewitz had to report news to him all the time.

It is also easy to bring an adjutant, after all, someone can carry an optical signal machine with him.

"Sir, a signal has been sent from the headquarters."

"Send a signal?"

Solovyov turned his head and saw that there was indeed a signal. He himself participated in editing the signal code, which was actually the Morse code method. However, he did not give it a name, which was also the result of his thick skin.

This set of signals was quickly recorded by the adjutant after it was sent for the second time.

"That's right, sir. The Turks are marching in formation for battle."

"That was brief enough. We should go back now."

Solovyov then decided to return, sending a long message that he didn't want to read.

When he came back, Clausewitz had already handed him a piece of paper before he even stepped into the tent.

"what is this?"

"It seems that the Turks intend to break through from our direction. The places where they gather their forces are all in front of us."

"These guys who have never won a battle and couldn't beat the Serbs when they were still a group of militias, are they going to break through us?"

"Yes."

"Karl, this is a good joke. But we can't let our guard down. Since the enemy has already formed a battle array, they may be preparing to pass through us. It hasn't rained in the past two days, so there won't be shells buried in the ground. This is very beneficial for us to take advantage of our artillery."

"You underestimated them. The reconnaissance report said that there was a group of Circassian cavalry being brought in front of us. There were about two squadrons, and some heavily armed Sipahi cavalry. It looked like they were preparing to fight before the troops were dispersed."

"The armored cavalry are somewhat threatening, but not too much. Our infantry must respond calmly. Let's move our headquarters forward to boost the morale of our brothers."

Russian generals were generally located at the front, with some even being very close to the hand-to-hand combat front. It was not uncommon for them to ride on horseback or walk in the infantry formation, as Bagration did.

Solovyov was considered to be at a relatively long distance, because he often needed communication to grasp the situation in several directions. If he was too close to the front line, it would be easy to have poor communication with the flanks.

At this distance, it is closer than the magnificent tents of the Ottoman Bayhi masters.

It was at this time that Mustafa Bey got himself a new tent and set up his command post near the Danube.

However, from his position, he seemed to be afraid of the Russian artillery fire. Although most of the Turkish front line was within the range of the Russian artillery fire, no place was safe.

But facing such a stupid opponent, the Russian army may not be embarrassed to bombard his camp next time.

The key was to deal with the Turkish soldiers on the front line. Even when Solovyov was standing on the top of a hill, he could hear the Turkish soldiers below chanting. "I can hear it. They are fighting to the death."

"How did you know?"

"When I was the commander of the guard battalion in the Summer Palace, envoys from Bukhara lived nearby. They sometimes recited this in their morning prayers. Usually, someone had to lead the way."

"You do understand a little bit."

"Karl, even if they come shouting 'Allahu Akbar', I won't be surprised. This kind of thing happens all the time, and this is not the last time. When we arrive in Asia, we still need to have a good relationship with these people. Although there are always extreme people, most of the elders are not extreme, and they are even very knowledgeable."

"You speak like Napoleon when he was in Cairo."

"General Menou still believes it, but it's useless. To have a good relationship with them, we can't just change their beliefs, we have to understand their habits. Of course, now is not the time to talk about this. All our artillery should be ready to fire grapeshot in turns. If the Turkish army wants to break through, it must use hand-to-hand infantry as the vanguard. As for the 'new army' in front of us, the number is limited and it is forced. Our focus is on attacking the enemies who are close to us. We can't let them go."

“But we will be under a lot of pressure.”

"Karl, I knew it would be like this. Have you sent messengers to Christian and Arkady?"

"Yes, the one sent to Prince Mecklenburg left at daybreak, and the one sent to Prince Suvorov has just started."

"It's about the same time, but how should we fight? It depends on how well the enemy cooperates!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rode his horse up the hillside.

The enemy's artillery is not much left, and some of them are no different from infantry because of the loss of their artillery. Under this circumstance, their morale is naturally low.

For the Ottoman army, if they did not have artillery to boost their courage, they could probably only rely on their brave cavalry.

Solovyov got a new pair of binoculars and used it to observe the Turkish army formation in front.

"This new product is great. I have to write a good review for Count Bobulinski."

He could clearly see that some Turkish cavalry were gathering into formation, and there were indeed a large number of heavy cavalry among them, and they looked like they were from at least a hundred years ago.

This is probably the only place in the world where armored cavalry is used on a large scale. Those in Chad are cotton armor, which are more likely to rot. They can be compared with this type, but cannot be compared with them.

"Karl, it looks like we can start first. We can't do what they want. We have to take the initiative. Whoever dances better should take the leading position. If the level of the partner is different, we can lower our own posture, but fighting is not allowed."

"How are you going to fire?"

"It's a pity that Yermolov is not here. Who is our chief of artillery?"

"The original artillery chief was killed by a stray bullet yesterday. The newcomer might be of some interest to you."

When Clausewitz said this, Solovyov knew that he was going to keep it a secret.

"What do you want to say? We are at war now! Normally I don't need the artillery director because I usually work on the bayonets on the cannons. Now, I have to play a key role."

It turned out that the unlucky guy was indeed not very impressive. Solovyov was a careful person, and he was careless because he was afraid of trouble.

"Well, it's Alexander Euler, the grandson of a mathematician."

"So he should be good at math?"

"You know him?"

"He was from the Guards Artillery. I've seen him before, but we're not acquaintances. When I was chief of staff for Langgeron, I was in charge of troop movements and there was a commendation order. He performed quite well in the battle."

In fact, Alexander Euler's main work was related to artillery. In the past, he was an officer of the Guards Artillery, and later he was also an artillery officer of the Russian Army. Now he served as the chief of artillery because of Clausewitz's artillery experience. Even though he was unwilling, he was forced to do it.

Mathematics and military service were probably the areas where Euler was different from his family, starting with his father. His descendants even had a record of serving in the Red Army, and many of them actually became Russians, no different from their neighbors.

When Alexander Ola came to him, Solovyov could also see that this artillery officer seemed to spend more time sitting on the gun carriage and not much time riding a horse.

"Colonel, it looks like your horsemanship still has room for improvement."

"Sir, what do you want from me?"

"The enemy hasn't come yet, but the cavalry is already there."

"Of course we have to fire artillery, just like the 9th Division bombarded the Turkish camp before. But I don't agree with destroying such a fool. Instead, it is very useful to use artillery to attack their cavalry."

"I'm worried that the enemy will move soon, but looking at the cavalry's formation and the slow speed of their infantry, you still have time to send those tin cans a batch of shells to blow them up."

"I have been waiting for your order! I just saw their actions at the position of a 6-pounder gun."

"Great! Let's do it!"

Speaking of which, the people in Euler's family have been easy to get along with since his grandfather. Even a bad-tempered guy like Johann Bernoulli could be tolerated by Academician Euler and they got along very well. Interference from the outside world generally would not affect their work. Euler could discuss mathematical problems with others while holding his granddaughter, and his grandson's poor horsemanship did not affect his artillery business.

This Alexander is the descendant of his third son Christopher. Speaking of Frederick's pettiness, Christopher retired from the Prussian army to take care of his father whose eyesight was getting worse. As a result, he disobeyed Frederick and was imprisoned in Prussia. If it weren't for the Queen's letter, he would probably have become a mathematician in prison. The orthodox prison design bureau may be in Berlin.

It is no wonder that most of Euler's descendants live in Russia. They don't like the environment in Central Europe, and the treatment given by the Queen, Paul and Alexander at this time is really too good.

Alexander rode his horse down the hillside. Although he was not good on horseback, when it came to artillery technology, if his artillery skills and command were not good, he would be sorry for his grandfather and uncle in mathematics, and sorry for his father in artillery.

As for the Turkish cavalry on the other side, they probably didn't know what kind of horrific scene they were facing. (End of this chapter)

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