Solovyov in Tsarist Russia 1796.

The Turkish cavalry were lined up in neat rows and looked ready for a big fight.

In order to guard against possible artillery attacks by the Russian army, they had even assembled very quickly and maintained a relatively loose formation.

Afterwards, these cavalrymen would always charge forward, which was the only means available to the besieged Turkish army at this time.

But they also did not expect that the Russians were really generous with their artillery shells, and at that stage when they were assembling their troops, they had already adjusted several nearby artillery positions.

Even because of the concealment measures after the gun positions were changed, some 6-pound guns were well hidden.

It doesn't matter if you can't hit the target, with the accuracy of this muzzle-loading gun, it's enough to hit the target area. Dozens or twenty guns take turns firing in sequence, and then it becomes free firing, and it's good to hit the target.

Alexander Ola stood behind a 6-pound cannon, watching the situation ahead.

"Sir, do you want to fire?"

"You can fire now. The order is to fire once the cannons are calibrated."

A solid bullet was stuffed into the barrel, and after the fuse was ignited, the shell was quickly fired.

As for the landing point, hitting it into the crowd will naturally be very effective.

Although wearing armor can effectively protect against swords and bayonets, it is often not effective against blunt force attacks.

What's more, this time the bullets were solid, and the effect was devastating.

Although some people look intact, a solid bullet passing through their body will not only leave a bloody hole, but the person will definitely die.

If you take the armor apart and look inside, it's clear that the man was cut in two by one shot.

Moreover, the Circassian commander was killed at the beginning. The effect cannot be said to be good, but it is also very good.

After all, sometimes in a battle, a "that person's weapon" might be enough to kill a person who seems to have a high status.

However, the people firing the cannons don’t know what the outcome of the battle will be. They are still firing hard, aiming at the place where the Turkish cavalry is the most.

As a result, the few elite cavalry left in the encirclement had to be dispersed, which was the Russian army's favorite method.

"It looks good. If the cavalry is dispersed, it won't be that useful. It's a pity that our army is not equipped with hot air balloons, otherwise we can see it clearly from the air."

"Mick, hot air balloons are not very stable."

"But the location looks good. I haven't ridden in a hot air balloon yet. Maybe on our wedding anniversary, I can take Katya up in the air to see it."

Clausewitz thought this guy was quite amorous and could play with several women.
In fact, Solovyov's method was to keep changing his position and then choose to jump off the ship, just like Minamoto no Yoshitsune did when he was being chased on the ship.

"If you want to see the infantry formation, it wouldn't be like this, right?"

"If communications improve in the future, it will still be possible. As for..."

As he spoke, he saw the movement of the Turkish infantry through the telescope.

"It seems like they reacted quickly. They want to fight to the death. We can't give them this opportunity. Fire all the shells, no matter if they are 6-pound, 12-pound or unicorn shells!"

His order was transmitted through flag signals, which was very fast. Soon, the artillery on the front lines of the Uvarov Division and the 9th Division opened fire.

The Turkish army was "given" a wave of artillery shells and quickly fought back.

"We should fight back. During a war, if the enemy retreats, we should attack, especially when they can't hide anything, just like the women in the Turkish bath, we can see everything we should see."

He said this because he wanted to try a real Turkish bath. Kutuzov was disrespectful to his elders and sometimes went to the sauna with young girls.
Young people should also accept this. People always say that apart from the different religions, the only difference between Turks and Greeks is the headscarf they wear.

Even applying olive oil on the body when wrestling is a process that is no different for everyone.

But during the war, it was obvious that the way these Turks fought was generally the same as that of the former Ottoman Empire. Even the new army was too lazy to use bayonets, and the soldiers still carried scimitars.

It's hard to say how this formation looks like. Anyway, because there's a knife hanging on the butt, the density can't be too high, otherwise there will always be some bumps and stumbles.

The Prussians were actually the first to like to form extremely dense formations, and they were often beaten as a result.

"Forget about your Turkish bath. What are we going to do?"

Uvarov's words brought Solovyov back to normal thinking.

"That's it for now. Keep bombing with artillery. Our infantry regiments will advance across the board, but don't go too far. The two combined grenadier battalions will control the high ground that connects with the 9th Division. They all have to stand firm and fight. The enemy doesn't have enough boats to escape on the Danube. Even if the officers are afraid, they will only have a chance to take a small boat. They just have to avoid being fed to the fish."

Having said that, rivers like the Danube are not as soothing as in the waltz. No matter how slow the downstream is, it is still an east-west river.

It is summer again, and the water level is about to rise. Considering the amount of water coming from these places in the upper reaches of the Danube, the pressure has reached the Ottoman-controlled areas downstream.

After the Russian infantry advanced forward, they did not rush to launch an attack, but instead advanced in battalion units, each covering their own defense. This was safer.

Faced with the Russian army's strict front, the Turks actually lost the courage to attack this front.

This was only the third day of fighting, and it was already like this.

It can be seen that the Turkish army could only maintain a relatively high morale on the first day, but now they have lost the courage to launch a breakout.

As Russian soldiers squeezed in from three directions, the space left for the Turks became smaller and smaller.

Some smart guys have chosen to lay down their weapons and surrender, but it also depends on which Russian troops they encounter.

If they came over unarmed with their hands raised high, the Russian army might let them pass, but there were also places where Cossack cavalry regiments appeared. These people probably wanted to taste the power of sabers and lances first, and would only surrender after being "selected".

"What a crushing defeat! It's really shameful. I thought if we could break through, we could still have some morale!"

"Mick, you're not going to drag it on any longer?"

"No more delay. Compared to the Mamluks at the Pyramids, there may be no honor in defeating these people, except for those cavalrymen. This battle is almost over. Ask the grenadiers to push from west to east. Let us end this battle."

Solovyov had prepared a lot of emergency plans, but he didn't expect the enemy to retreat so cowardly. Some of them were already in the Danube below their knees. At first, the Turkish troops near the Danube bank were able to leave some standing space for those who arrived first, but as the people behind squeezed in, the space for the tens of thousands of Turkish soldiers was increasingly compressed, and naturally it turned into a stampede.

In a situation where so many people go into the Danube, those who drown are always those who can swim, even a soldier who is a good swimmer, because his companions may grab him while struggling and be dragged into the Danube together.

The Turks who came later might not even be able to step on the mud at the bottom of the river, but only on the stiff limbs of the bodies of their drowned companions.

In this situation, they would be squeezed back by the people who came later. When the Russian army launched the attack, some Turkish soldiers simply laid down their weapons and knelt down to beg for mercy.

The Battle of Lom seemed to have no value by the end, although the Turks claimed that they had at least 60,000 people, note that it was not 60,000 troops, this was still a relatively complete number of people compared to other Turkish troops, and most of them could carry weapons and fight.

The only ones left were the cavalrymen, who were fighting on their own, seemingly continuing to fight for the sake of their dignity as old knights.

However, because the infantry's resistance had failed and the artillery had no cannons, these cavalrymen were either stabbed to death by the Russian infantry along with their horses, or were compressed into a small area by the brave Russian soldiers and knocked off their horses with the butts of their rifles.

Some were even braver, because these guys had a lot of valuable stuff on them, and were willing to cooperate with their good comrades to pull the Circassian cavalry and Sipahi cavalry off their horses.

When Solovyov approached the front, he even saw the way the Gallic cavalry and the Parthian cavalry died together in the Battle of Carrhae, throwing the armored knights off their horses to the ground.

However, due to the soft ground here, it looked like these knights were only bruised and battered, while the Russian soldiers who rushed over were dividing the spoils.

"Oh, if that happens, I'm afraid there won't even be any loincloth left."

"Want to stop them?"

Clausewitz knew that Solovyov was always strict, so he asked about it.

"That's all for today, except getting some good horses to show off our victory, or even to arm our own cavalry."

Clausewitz couldn't help but roll his eyes a few times when he saw the guy's appearance today.

Deep down, this guy is still a guy who likes to take advantage of others in a war.

"Then today's spoils must be extremely rich. But the battle isn't over yet, look over there."

Clausewitz pointed to some places in the middle of the encirclement where Russian soldiers were fighting with some soldiers of the Turkish Janissary Army.

"What the hell! Looks like we'll have to bring in the big guns to force the remaining guys to surrender."

They had no intention of moving forward, but Stachenko, the quartermaster of the Selenge Regiment, passed by Solovyov and others, and was walking towards the back with some veterans of the regiment, carrying a large pile of things on their backs.

"You useless quartermaster, are you getting paid today?"

"There is still more than enough to pay the brothers, sir. But we have to take it back to distribute this time. When the war is over, we can send some back to the brothers home."

"Can you arrange it?"

Seeing him like this, Solovyov couldn't help but want to criticize him. Russia now has a postal system, but it is very inefficient and it is easy for packages to be lost in the middle.

"This can only be sent to those who have a chance to go home!"

Solovyov didn't bother with him. There were too many people who wanted to make extra money and plunder on the battlefield today, and he couldn't manage them all.

As for the defeated and captured Turks, they obviously no longer had their previous arrogance and arrogance. They just hung their heads and were driven aside by some Russian recruits with bayonets. At least they were not allowed to block the way.

But this only applies to the infantry. There are still some people among the cavalry who, even though they were beaten black and blue, are still somewhat arrogant.

Solovyov was thinking that if some Turkish cavalry were willing to form some troops like the Mamluks accepted recruitment from the French, they might be useful in the future.

But at this moment, his thoughts were interrupted by the continuous artillery fire from the 9th Division.

It seems that these last few Turkish troops will not be obedient without cannons.

But what is strange is that the Russian army failed to capture Mustafa Bey, and this man seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth.

His personal soldiers were nowhere to be found, and his camp was right on the shore, so where did they go?

There was no news from the Turks afterwards. He probably went down to the river to feed the fish. There was no news about this person. Even if he changed his identity, he would be discovered because of his habitual arrogance.

The victory seemed much more boring than expected. The number of Turkish soldiers killed, wounded and captured here, not counting those drowned in the Danube, was already astonishing.

Compared to the situation at Austerlitz where more horses than people drowned in the icy lake, here probably all the horses survived, but many people drowned.

Even after the battle was over, Langeron wrote a letter to "condemn" Solovyov. On the one hand, he congratulated him on his glorious victory, and on the other hand, he complained about the large number of rotting corpses floating on the surface of the Danube, which made the local water quality very poor. The Bucharest garrison and the Russian military bases along the Danube had strengthened sanitary measures to prevent the occurrence of plague caused by the corpses.

If you look at it this way, quite a few enemies drowned, and the Danube is wider in the lower reaches below Lom.

But this is also after that, the victorious Russian army is now looking for suitable spoils for themselves.

Solovyov selected a lot of good horses, including some very beautiful Arabian horses.

"What a nice white horse! Whose trophy is this?"

"Sir, if you like, you can take it away."

"It's not good to take it away directly. This is for the emperor to show our martial arts skills of winning here."

After hearing this, the Cossack who had just replied, who seemed to be the owner of the spoils, took the initiative to hand over the horse.

"If you say so, this is a free gift."

"It can't be given away for free. When I offer you my warhorse, I also need to know your name and which regiment you are from."

"I am the Cossack Captain Karpov. I was part of the task force that went to Count Tolstoy. We also blew up the ammunition depot."

"Then you will be worthy of a medal, because you are an officer. Who knows what I can approve of you if I report it to the commander-in-chief."

This is a happy ending for everyone, as the only people hurt are the Turks. (End of this chapter)