The distance between the two sides was only about 400 meters, which was already within the effective range of the McDonnell 1857 rifle, plus it was a volley (the effective range of the volley is much greater) and the formation of the Austrians was very As a result, in this round of salvo, Neville's men knocked down more than a hundred Austrians.

"Quick! Hurry up while they are reloading..." A commander who looked like an Austrian was waving a command knife to encourage the stunned soldiers. He had only spoken halfway, and a bullet that flew from nowhere hit him directly in the head. The bullet entered through the forehead, blasted a small bowl-sized hole in the back of the head, and flew out. The brains and blood in the officer's head spurted out from the big hole, spraying the whole body and face of the people in the back row.

Giule saw through the binoculars that in the blink of an eye, the officers who wore more gorgeous military uniforms were all knocked down one by one-this is by no means a coincidence, it must be intentional!

"These gangsters! They have broken the gentleman's rule that you must not intentionally attack officers on the battlefield!" General Giule cursed angrily. How can an army fight without a commander? Of course, the so-called gentleman's rule of not attacking officers is just letting go of that kind of anger. In the previous battles, the real reason why there were no large-scale attacks on officers was actually due to technical limitations. In the era of musket guns, the bullet was almost completely doing Brownian motion after being ejected from the chamber. If it exceeded 50 meters, where the bullet could fly was entirely up to God. Under such technical limitations, it is almost impossible to snipe officers on a large scale. Later, the appearance of front-loading rifles using Minie bullets guaranteed the accuracy of the rifles to a certain extent, but the accuracy of these rifles was still far from that of modern rifles. Sniper combat is still very difficult. Therefore, it is rare to deliberately attack officers.

Some historical inventors of later generations who have nothing but a conscience often show a heartbroken look when they talk about this battle of the Italian War of Independence. They accused one after another that the standards of gentlemen's warfare established by civilized Europeans for thousands of years had been destroyed by those utilitarian villains. Think about how civilized European wars were before this. When the armies of the two countries confronted each other on the battlefield, civilized Europeans would not even take the initiative to shoot at each other, but thought of each other and shouted: "Gentlemen on the opposite side, please shoot first!" The gentleman on the other side was naturally unwilling to praise the cheapness, so he humbly shouted: "Gentlemen over there, please shoot first!" Look at how harmonious, how friendly, how gentle, courteous, and thrifty! Ah, Europa! You are the sum of all human virtues! But is this the case? If you want that kind of harmony and friendship, why go to war? Wouldn't it be better for everyone to have a party together, have a picnic, have a big meal, and then dance with their rifles, and then ask the judges to score, use the final score to determine the winner, and then go home separately? The real reason is very simple the guns at that time had low long-distance accuracy and slow reloading, so if the opponent fired a volley at a long distance first, few people would be killed on your side, and your side took advantage of the opponent's reloading. As the time gets closer, the effect of the attack will be much better in the round of counterattack, so there will be a matter of inviting the other party to shoot first. As Lu Buwei said, ancient and modern are different, and people are the same as me. Don't think of the ancients as too noble or too stupid. Especially don't teach students such brain-invented things, otherwise, if they accidentally encounter time travel, they will be killed by you.

As General Giule expected, the Austrian soldiers who had lost their commanders in the front were in a mess. All along, they have been trained to do whatever the commander says, and we will do it. The commander suddenly disappeared, what should I do now? We never practiced it.

A certain chubby national treasure who sold cuteness for Sichuan and attracted attention for China once divided the historical armies into three categories: one-tenth of the casualties that depend on personal bravery can be called the world without collapse The feudal army of a strong army, relying on the conditioned reflex of the whip, can complete the order without compromise, and the modern army that can continue to fight even if the casualties are nearly half and every soldier understands the meaning of fighting and can take the initiative to fight, Even after the organizational system is destroyed, it can continue to actively attack the enemy's modern army.

According to this classification, the current Austrian army is a robot-like modern army. Compared with the army in the feudal era, it can withstand much greater casualties, but once it loses the command of the officer, it is like a robot with a computer failure, and immediately loses all resilience. Many soldiers stood there blankly, not knowing what to do. Some wanted to move forward, some wanted to turn around and run back, and some wanted to kill the ambushing cannons from the side. More stood there motionless waiting for orders.

At this moment, the Sardinians fired another volley, knocking down more than a hundred people. At this time, the rest of the Austrians came to their senses. They dropped their weapons and ran back.

The Sardinians did not pursue it. Instead, after another two rounds of salvo, Neville quickly moved from the second trench to the first trench under the command of Neville. In this round of competition, Neville's troops didn't even have a single injured person, so everyone's morale was boosted, the tension just now disappeared a lot, and every battalion commander also had a smile on his face.

"This battle has just begun? The enemy will come again. This time, it is estimated that they will come for real." Neville called several battalion commanders together and said to them, "After we go back, we will give each soldier a "Dali Pill" and don't shoot when the enemy is close, and then shoot freely at the fastest speed when they are 100 meters away from the first trench. The first trench The ripper fired first, followed by a second trench and a third. Don't worry, our targets are so small they won't hit ours."

"Understood, Captain."

"I'll go back and make arrangements."

The battalion commanders all expressed their confidence in repelling the Austrians.

...

"These damned guys are hiding underground!" General Giule saw the white smoke rising from the second trench and understood what was going on. Those Sardinians dug a trench in the ground, then hid in the trench and shot. But it seems that what the previous captives said is true, these field mice are elite, look at their shooting, right? At such a long distance, their shooting is still so accurate, which is very telling. When a strong opponent is wretched and shameless, it will be big trouble.

"These cowards! I must pull these mice out of their holes, and then hang them one by one on the lampposts of Turin!" Tribute: The Beidou boat will never fall!)

After severely cursing the cowards and cowards in Sardinia, General Giule called the commander of the artillery and ordered him to bombard the place where the Sardinians had just shot.

"Get those gopher mice out of me!" said General Giule.

"Yes!" replied the commander of the artillery succinctly. Of course, he knew that his cannons were not very lethal to those guys hiding underground, but he also understood that now was not the time to discuss this, even from the perspective of boosting morale, it was necessary to bombard the enemy with cannons.

Dozens of cannons readjusted their shooting targets and then fired violently toward the place where the white smoke was rising just now. But they didn't know that there was no one in the original position.

...

"What are those Austrians shooting? If they know that all the shells they fired hit the air, they must be so distressed." Rossi looked up at the shells flying over his head and said. , "Have you counted, how many shots have been fired?"

"Who can count them? When do you think they're going to die?" Tommy said.

"Hey, Tommy, are you blowing too? Really..."

"Who blew it? I saw it just now. I killed at least three." Tommy stretched his neck straight and said with a sparkle on his forehead.

"Hahahaha..." Everyone around laughed.

"Don't make trouble, look, the Austrians are coming up again... my mother!"

"Attention, the medicine is starting to be distributed now!"

...

General Giule had figured out now that the shelling had little effect on these gophers. The only way to deal with them is to rely on the superiority of numbers, rush up to them, and use bayonets to settle the battle. So, he sent twelve divisions and 60,000 troops to the two highlands in one breath. If it wasn't for the limited space on the battlefield, he even planned to put more troops into it.

"The outcome depends on this. It will succeed. As long as the resistance of the enemy in front of us is broken, the troops behind the enemy who have not recovered from fatigue will be meat on the chopping board." General Giule thought so.

...

Listening to the continuous sound of cannons coming from behind, King Emmanuel II frowned.

"How are the soldiers doing?" asked the king.

"Still very tired, far from recovered." The military medical officer replied.

"How can we make them recover quickly?"

"Your Majesty, as far as I know, there is only one way," said the military medical officer.

"any solution?"

"Just give them another 'Dali Pill'. Other than that, there is no way to make them recover quickly."

"Well, quartermaster, write it down. In future combat operations, the 'Dali Wan' must be the most important material priority guarantee, and it must be placed before food and ammunition in the sequence!" King Emmanuel II turned his head, to the quartermaster. Then he sighed to himself:

"From now on, wars will be inseparable from this thing. Look at the state of the army now, this medicine really can't be stopped!"