Trento. Ever since the Battle of Venice began, this place had become the target of both sides. The Kingdom of Sardinia had already sent in three divisions of troops, but they were still unable to shake the Austrian army's defensive line.
A week had passed, and Lieutenant Colonel Griggi was no longer as nervous as before. He could already tell that not only did the enemy lack military training, but they also lacked the courage to fight to the death.
In this era, everyone was still using a preloaded rifle, and the firepower was not very strong. Even the most experienced soldiers could only fire three shots per minute, and most soldiers could only fire two shots per minute.
Even if the Austrian army had good fortifications, Trento was not an impregnable fortress. If the Sardinian army was willing to use human lives to fill the gap,
You can fill it in.
Lieutenant Colonel Griggi was starting to regret his decision. If he had known that the Sardinian army was so weak, he would have listened to Ambridge's suggestion and sent his troops to attack the camp. Perhaps he would be the rising star of the Austrian army now.
Unfortunately, there was no medicine for regret. The number of enemy troops had increased from the initial one division to the current three divisions. At this time, they really couldn't take it anymore.
"Could it be that Ambridge has the potential to become a famous general and hasn't been discovered yet? Looks like I need to pay attention to this. Maybe I can even make a contribution, Grigory thought to himself.
As it turned out, he was thinking too much. Ambridge was just a newborn calf that was not afraid of tigers. There were a dozen more young officers like him in the Austrian army.
Greggy's gloominess did not last long. After the enemy reinforcements arrived, Marshal Radquis also sent out two regiments of reinforcements.
After the reinforcements arrived, his beating heart could no longer hold it in. The European continent had been peaceful for a long time, and it wasn't easy to obtain military merits. If he missed this opportunity, he wouldn't get another one.
Looking around Europe, was there anyone who was easier to bully than the enemies in front of him? Greggy did not think so. Although there were three divisions on the other side, they were in fact newly expanded troops.
For example, before the expansion of the army, Major General Will was only a battalion commander in the Sardinian Army. At most, he could be considered a rising star. After the expansion of the army, he suddenly became the commander of a division.
If a battalion was replenished with enough weapons and equipment, it would become a division. How much combat power could such an army have?
Of course, no matter how weak they were, they were still stronger than the original battalion. In this era, the advantages of weapons and equipment were not obvious. Fighting a war was more dependent on people, and the most effective tactic was to use numbers.
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The two new regiments were also Griggi's old acquaintances. Venice wasn't a big area, and the Austrian army's social circle was even smaller. These mid-level officers almost all knew each other.
"Griggi, you're really something, holding off three enemy divisions for a week with just one regiment. I'm sure you'll be promoted when the war is over, and you'll even get a title!" Buck said enviously.
In a situation where there were no impregnable fortresses, a single regiment blocking three divisions for a week could become a classic case in military history. In any country, it would be a great achievement.
Greggy said proudly, "It's not that exaggerated. In fact, before yesterday, there were only two divisions of enemies. I only managed to hold them off for six days. It hasn't even been a week since you arrived."
Regardless of whether it was two or three divisions, or six or seven days, for a regiment to be able to hold them off for so long without requesting reinforcements from the headquarters, it was inevitable that they would be labeled as good at defense.
"Greggy, can you give us some pointers on how to defend against their attacks when they are stronger than us?" Ham asked with concern.
Greggy did not answer directly. Instead, he asked, "Buck, Ham, do you want to do something big?"
"What?"
Both of them asked at the same time.
"Let's work together and get rid of the enemy!" Greggy said seriously.
Both of them looked at Greggy with their mouths agape. Their expressions seemed to be saying: Trouble, Greggy is crazy!
Greggy continued, "Don't be so dramatic, okay?"
"The enemy is much weaker than you think. At the beginning of the war, the Kingdom of Sardinia only had 23,000 soldiers, but now it has expanded to 200,000.
That's how the three divisions on the other side expanded. Before the expansion, they only had three regiments at most. It was even possible that they had expanded from one or two regiments.
It hasn't even been two months since the war broke out at the end of March, and the Kingdom of Sardinia has expanded its army by nearly ten times.
You've all trained troops before. Who can train an elite division in just a month?
Nearly 40% of the soldiers are from Lombardy. You know how the quality of the soldiers in Lombardy is, right?
With these people holding us back, how much stronger do you think they are than us? "
Hearing Greggy's explanation, a strange light flashed in their eyes. As soldiers of the Austrian Empire, they were still very arrogant.
As a member of the European powers, the Austrian army's combat power was still at the forefront of the world. They thought that they were not weaker than others, and they had a psychological advantage over the Kingdom of Sardinia.
Ham thought for a moment and said, "Greggy, what do you plan to do? You're the garrison commander of Trento now, and we both have to listen to your orders. "
Greggy glared at him fiercely. If he could really command the entire army, would he still need to share this opportunity with the others?
"Cut the crap. If you want to make a contribution, then let's do it together. If you're afraid, it's fine. Buck and I can still bite off a piece of meat! "Greggy said with a cold smile.
What a joke. He wanted to make a contribution without taking responsibility? How could that be possible? Greggy wasn't stupid. One more person participating meant one more person to share the burden. How could he bear all the risks alone?
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In the early morning of the 20th of May, a team of 800 soldiers secretly gathered in the Austrian camp.
Night attack? It was a very challenging job for the army in this era. The biggest problem was that many soldiers suffered from night blindness and could not fight at night.
Greggy didn't know about night blindness, but he knew that many soldiers could not see well at night. This 800-man suicide squad was carefully selected by him.
"Ambridge, you brat, are you ready? If you're afraid, it's not too late to back out. No one will laugh at you, "Greggy joked.
"No, I won't back out. Commander, I will definitely become a great noble! "Ambridge replied seriously.
With a high reward, there would always be brave men. Most of the soldiers, including Ambridge, had joined this mission because of Greggy's promise.
Each person would be given ten hectares of land to buy their lives, regardless of victory or defeat. If they succeeded, the five people with the most contributions would be given titles. This was personally approved by Marshal Radski.
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