The winter night breeze blows across the Transylvanian plateau, and a new day begins. After a night's rest, the two armies in Hazeg were also preparing for a new battle with the dawn of daylight.

"Hurry up and get all the ammo here."

"Rom, come over and check if there's something wrong with this cannon."

"Hurry up and clean the chamber, it'll be used in a while."

On the artillery position, the artillerymen were busy preparing for the war, and Romania, as the god of war, also valued it very much, and the training was also carried out against other powers. For example, because of the invention of the goniometer and the circumferential sight, and the use of wired communication equipment, the major powers successively implemented indirect aiming and shooting, and the observation posts and artillery positions were arranged separately. And Romania is not at all behind them, they are the same first to follow. This was also the point where Romania was able to compete with or even surpass Austria-Hungary in artillery.

On the artillery position, as the temporary command of the artillery clusters of the two divisions, the commander of the artillery regiment of the 1st Guards Division, Colonel Matttizi, was also making final preparations.

"Do you know the importance of today's battle?"

"Yes."

"Are you all ready?"

"Ready."

Looking at the artillery officers of the two divisions under his jurisdiction, Colonel Matttiqi sighed and said with a wave of his hand. "Let's go back and prepare."

While the artillery positions were ready for today's battle, within the front command of the positions, Lieutenant General Ankodal and Major General Dort Red confirmed the final pre-battle plan.

"Major General Dort is a division commander, and I won't talk much about the importance of today's attack plan. We must make a breakthrough in today's attack, and we must not worry about casualties at this time. ”

Looking at Lieutenant General Ankodar, who spoke earnestly, Major General Dort knew that this was not the commander of the 1st Praetorian Guard Division who had become a mother-in-law and wanted to nag, and the 19th Division fought too poorly yesterday, he was afraid that he would be worried about this and did not dare to let go, but Ankodar underestimated himself too much.

Maj. Gen. Dort said about this. "Lieutenant General, please rest assured, today I will take the enemy's position on the opposite side at the cost of casualties, as long as the 17th Division defending the flank cannot reinforce the position."

In the face of Major General Dortrid's words, Lieutenant General Ankodal confirmed what he had said in general. "Please rest assured that the 1st Praetorian Division will definitely be able to break through the flank positions, but it is still guaranteed that the Austro-Hungarian 17th Division will not be able to reinforce the frontal battlefield."

Finally, Lieutenant General Ankodar spoke. "Then I'll hand it over to you next, and I wish us all victory."

"We're going to win."

After Lieutenant General Ankodar had left with the men of the 1st Praetorian Guard, Dort called in the staff officer and ordered. "Now draw up my order, and the artillery will immediately launch an artillery bombardment of the enemy in front of me, and send me all but the two base ammunition that must be left. Before the end of the shelling, the combat units had to approach a range of 200 meters from the enemy's position and begin a surprise attack immediately after the shelling ended. In addition, a separate secret order was issued to the front-line commander, and I only needed to break through the enemy's frontal defense line, and not to give me the number of casualties. ”

Major General Dortryd's words made the staff officer gasp, but after seeing the face and tone of his division commander, he immediately lost his mind and hurried to give the order to the front-line commander.

After the staff officer left, the chief of staff of the 19th Division, who stayed aside, could not but be persuaded. "Division commander, it's easy to get injured by mistake when approaching the opponent's position 200 during the shelling, are you thinking about it?"

"Don't think about it, I know that there must be a lot of accidental injuries in this way, but how can war not kill people."

Considering that his tone might be too blunt, Major General Dotrid explained more. "Today is the day to decide the outcome of the battle, we and the 1st Praetorian Guard Division can't afford to delay, we have to come up with some trade-offs."

Major General Dortryd's order was quickly delivered, and the artillery clusters of the two divisions remaining in the frontal battlefield were about to hit the defenders with their already prepared shells. The Austro-Hungarian 35th Division, which was defending on the front, immediately felt the pressure of the battlefield, and they were all veterans who had been fighting for several years, and Major General Alz, as the commander of the 35th Division, felt that something was wrong.

"Do the Romanians think there are too many shells?"

At the beginning of the shelling, Major General Alzi passed through the observation post and felt the difference in the shelling, but he thought about the reason. Until he observed through a high-precision telescope that the Romanian soldiers on the battlefield took advantage of the artillery bombardment to reach their positions, and there were quite a few of them.

"Not good, this is a general offensive by the Romanians."

Major General Alz, who figured it out, immediately picked up the phone and connected the artillery positions behind the battlefield. "I'm Arz, and I'll start shelling the front of the position at once."

Following the order of Major General Alz, the Austro-Hungarian hidden artillery also threw shells on the heads of the officers and men of the 19th Division who were preparing to break through, and for a time the soldiers on both sides endured the shelling from the opposite side. However, as an artillery superiority, the Romanian artillery group led by Colonel Matetizz certainly did not turn a blind eye to this. As soon as the defenders' artillery positions were measured, the attacking side's artillery fire immediately fell on the artillery positions that were ravaging their comrades. The heavy artillery fire made the Austro-Hungarian artillery positions dumb one after another, and from time to time there was a violent explosion of shells being detonated, making the Austro-Hungarian artillery positions a Shura field.

When the artillery of the defenders gradually disappeared, the officers and men of the 19th Division, which had moved to the front of the position, immediately launched a surprise attack, and when the defenders did not react from the artillery strike, the officers and men of the 19th Division immediately entered the position and engaged in a fierce struggle with them.

"Rush in, rush in."

As one of the elite of the 19th Division, the 7th Company led by Captain Mizik certainly appeared on the battlefield. But Captain Mizik wasn't very good right now, and there was a shrapnel wound on his smoky, African-born right cheek. However, as a company commander, Mizik did not care about this, and he had to command his soldiers to capture the position in front of him, because he was ordered to take it at the cost of casualties. For the sake of his own life and that of his subordinates, he could only command as much as possible to minimize the casualties of the company.

When Mizik shouted orders to his own soldiers, he also became a thorn in the side of the Austro-Hungarian soldiers. The dirty and still recognizable officer uniform, combined with his pistol, immediately made him a very valuable target for shooting. So in a machine-gun emplacement that collapsed not far from him, a rifle quietly stretched out of it.

Unbeknownst to him, Mizik directed his soldiers forward when an unnoticed corpse threw him down. Then he heard a "pop" of gunshots and felt a hot air flow fly through his ears, and it was only then that he realized that he had almost been hit.

The soldiers of the 7th Company only realized that their company commander had almost been killed, so they searched in the direction from which the sound came, and only found a bullet casing on the collapsed machine gun position.

"Leave him alone, hurry up and take the position, we have more important things to do."

Seeing that the enemy was not found, Mizik immediately asked his soldiers to hurry to seize the position. In fact, in the entire position defended by the 35th Division, the 7th Company was not a special case, and under the offensive of the 19th Division, which had an artillery advantage and did not count casualties, the 35th Division had already broken through many positions. The 35th Division launched several counterattacks under the orders of Major General Alz, but they were blocked by artillery and soldiers of the 19th Division, and for a time the frontal battlefield of the Austro-Hungarian army showed signs of being broken.

The signs of the failure of the Austro-Hungarian 35th Division have long attracted the attention of both sides, and Major General Alz, as the commander of his division, can only ask for help now, and now the only object that he can ask for help is the Austro-Hungarian 17th Division, but now the 17th Division is completely entangled by the 1st Janissary Division and cannot draw troops.

"Kumanek, now I need reinforcements. The frontal enemy's offensive was too fierce, they were all crazy and completely ignored the casualties, and my 35th Division would not be able to withstand it. ”

"My artillery has been depleted, and you can see that the opponent has too much more artillery than us, and there is no way to do it."

"If you can't send reinforcements now, I will definitely not be able to stop it, and now my soldiers have retreated to the last line of defense, and they can only be defeated if they are broken."

At half past four o'clock in the afternoon, the Austro-Hungarian 35th Division, which had been battered one after another and had not been reinforced, collapsed, and its demoralized soldiers, who had been attacked under heavy attack, abandoned their positions and fled to the rear.

Seeing this situation, Major General Alz's eyes were red, and he rubbed his hair in a dejected expression and muttered to himself. "It's over, it's all over."

However, the other officers who were the commanders of the command, of course, would not sit idly by and watch their division commanders, and immediately two more staff officers lifted him up and retreated to the rear. The commander of the 17th Division, Kumanek, who was entangled with the 1st Janissaries Division on the defensive flank, was also quite decisive, and immediately retreated with the remaining soldiers of the 17th Division after leaving a regiment to defend it.

"Victorious."

When the battle reports from the front reached the headquarters, they elicited cheers from the officers, but the main commanders, Lieutenant General Ankodal and Major General Dotrid, were not satisfied.

"Immediately send a telegram to the troops fighting at the front, ordering them to immediately leave part of their forces to clean up the battlefield, and all the others turn to pursue the enemy. Don't give the enemy a chance to breathe and recuperate, and at the same time immediately organize a small elite force to make a detour in front of the enemy and immediately rush to the main road to Dewa, so that they can drag the enemy. ”

At this point, the battle of Hazeg is basically over. According to later statistics, the Austro-Hungarian army, which was the losing side in this battle, suffered a total of 14,716 casualties, captured and missing, of which the 35th Division suffered most of the casualties, and the 17th Division was also defeated in the later pursuit. The casualties of the Romanian army on the victorious side were also not small, including 8,679 casualties, of which the 19th Division, which was the main attacker, accounted for 70% of the casualties.

However, the biggest effect of this battle was to put Deva directly in front of the 1st and 19th Praetorian Divisions, and now it was like a red fruit waiting to be picked. (https:)

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