Stories of Heroic Traders

Hans Kannengiesser, who served at the summon of the German administrator in Gallipoli, was one who saw Turkish Soldiers strength and valor.

Kannengiesser’s Front View

Kannengiesser, who composed the journals after the war, clarified what they saw on the front:

“I was watching the assaults of the Turkish fighters. One day they brought the scratch pad found on an adversary trooper who kicked the bucket. It had a place with a Swiss warrior of the French armed force. The notepad composed:

The Turks have the ability to repulse every one of us along the façade. They are no less than three circumstances more than we can defeat wire casings and come to our trenches. My shots react with a base. ”

Moltke’s Eye

Moltke, another German officer from the front, served in the Ottoman Army in the vicinity of 1835 and 1839 and joined the Nizip contingent. In his book “Letters from Turkey“, he portrayed the guts of our officer as takes after;

“The Turkish military will endure no test. So that notwithstanding when they were furious of the wounds they got, they would remove their voices instantly when they moved toward them.

The vegetables were exceptionally powerless. Regularly a few olives and pieces would fulfill their tummies with bread, and in the event that they were a substantial dish, they would fest. I have never observed Turkish fighters whine about the conditions they have.

Inside a day I moved toward them as they added the soup to dry bread in their grasp, squatted around a vast kettle that had a blending gush. In the wake of watching them for a short minute with appreciation, I from time to time educated my Turkish :

– Is it great?

Those denied and gallant troopers reacted by turning their necks one by one.

– Eyes Pashain.

– Everyone!

– They expected they were everything. Never griped …: ‘Crisp bread to adversary officers who have been caught in another occurrence

Was given. In any case, in the meantime, our officers eat stale bread. 1311. Officers who know about the circumstance avoid eating the feast of bread. ”

They give them crisp bread and they believe that our fighters eat stale bread and toxic substance on their bread. Regardless of the possibility that our fighters attempt to tell their sustenance with hand signs, the detainees don’t eat bread.

“We are not usual to eating stale bread, we keep surrendering their appearances, and we gave them new bread. We used to eat stale bread before going to the wildernesses. ”

Another “Bread” story …

Our troopers, who had been truly harmed on the front, augmented their companions from the new bread they had quite recently arrived. The officer grasped a modest bunch of bread and thought for some time. At that point, he extended the bread back to his companions holding up before all else and gave the accompanying answer, which marked the hearts.

“My brethren, this bread is not my right, I am as of now a saint after this injury, give this bread to the bows that will battle on the front, so solid?”