I Will Be The Crowned King Chapter 161

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Amidst the sound of hoofs shaking the ground, the imperial cavalry who ambushed and successfully circled behind them like a black tide that swept over everything, and attacked behind the Hantu Legion.

Impressive!

"The order—the Royal Army Corps, the reserve infantry regiment turns back, forms a line formation, and prepares for a salvo!"

"The second, third, fourth... ninth line infantry regiment, ten minutes later, form a phalanx in the second column, all with bayonets!"

"The artillery retreated to the second line gap, loaded the shotgun, and all in place!"

"The cavalry moved to cover on the flanks, and the hussars mounted their horses, ready to cooperate with the line infantry to expel the imperial cavalry that was flanking around!"

... In the shadows of the messengers galloping and the hurried bugle sounds, the entire Royal Army Corps is like a machine that has been turned on, and the bearings, rocker arms and gears in all parts begin to run in an orderly manner. There was no sign of panic at all.

Looking at the rapidly approaching imperial cavalry in the distance, Claude François's expression was leisurely and calm, even more relaxed than at the beginning.

Everything is as expected.

Although the annihilation of the Mist Legion and the tragic victory of the Battle of Barren Stone Castle made the "invincible" of the Imperial Expeditionary Force leave an indelible shadow in the hearts of the Hantu Legion, so much so that they originally clamored for a "quick fight" And the noise of "Imperial people are nothing more than that" has subsided a lot recently.

But such an easy victory also made the Imperial Expeditionary Army recognize that the Hantu Legion was "vulnerable" - as long as the opportunity was right to launch a few rounds of cavalry charges, the Hantu army, which was like a rotten fish and a shrimp, would be defeated across the board.

It is precisely because of this "stereotype" that the commander-in-chief of the opposing empire dared to launch an all-out general attack on the cavalry before the two armies were fully engaged, arrogantly thinking that this would be able to defeat the 40,000-strong Hantu Legion.

And looking at the situation on the other side, there is no line of infantry that can stand up... I think it's useless at all, right?

Then let them pay for their arrogance!

"Let the Central Guard Corps continue to attack, don't think about what's behind you, do your best to take the position as quickly as possible!" Claude Francois shouted angrily:

"The Royal Legion - Show the imperial people the bravery of the soldiers of the vast soil, and also avenge the annihilated Mist Legion and the slaughtered Aiden warriors on the top of the tower, let them pay their blood debts and blood!"

"eye for eye----!!!!"

In the roar of the iron cavalry in the sky, there was no fear of death on the faces of the soldiers of the Royal Legion, only the hoarse frenzy.

The reserve soldiers in the front row had formed three horizontal lines. The soldiers in the first row knelt down on one knee, while the second and third rows raised their guns in their respective positions.

But... just when they were planning to fire a round of intensive salvos to block the charge of the imperial cavalry, the rushing Kuroshio on the opposite side suddenly stopped.

"Boom!!!! Boom!!!! Boom!!!!"

With a deafening bang and a screeching shriek that ripped through the air, a dozen solid three-pound and six-pound bullets roared out of the Imperial cavalry and attacked the line of the Royal Legion.

The newly formed line was immediately torn open several gaps under the artillery attack - the soldiers in the front row were instantly smashed by solid bullets, and accompanied by a burst of blood mist, it turned into flesh and blood flying in the sky.

However, the fragmented or complete shells did not stop there, and continued to attack those phalanxes in the rear row that had not yet unfolded, blooming more vivid blood flowers in the dense formation.

"Cavalry artillery?!"

There was a hint of consternation on Henares' face: "The expeditionary army opposite actually has cavalry guns. This kind of weapon is not particularly expensive, so..."

"That's just for us... It's like the Leopold rifle of the Clovis, obviously it can be sold for a sky-high price by changing the way of loading ammunition." Claude Francois was very calm:

"Let the soldiers stabilize the formation and don't allow anyone to retreat - three more rounds of rapid fire at most, and they will charge!"

Here's the information he got from Carl Bain: To ensure mobility, the Imperial cavalry ran with no more than ten shells at a time, with about five to six rounds of rapid fire before each attack, opening with dense artillery fire The gap, "paving the way" for the cavalry.

This tactic is extremely effective for infantry phalanxes that are not large enough in number or whose will is not firm, and is also one of the "routines" often used by the empire in foreign operations.

The core of this is that the infantry needs to be in a loose formation when facing the artillery, but when facing the cavalry, the front must be as close as possible - under the back and forth pulling, even the experienced elites are likely to collapse the defense line.

Through the choking smoke of gunpowder, Claude Francois was relieved to see that although the reserve team suffered a lot of casualties under the cavalry artillery, the line of defense they hastily formed did not collapse.

The soldiers in the front row fell, and the back row immediately stepped on Paoze's body to fill the vacant position, almost mechanically and numbly facing the continuous incoming artillery fire, withstood the rapid fire of the cavalry artillery.

Compared with the private soldiers of the Hantu nobles who almost collapsed after just a few rounds of rifle salvos, it was a world of difference.

Soon, the dense salvos gradually became sparse, and before the sound of the cannons stopped, the imperial cavalry had already launched a charge and rushed towards the royal army unstoppable.

"Prepare—fire!"

"boom--!!!!"

A strong smoke of gunpowder rose between the two fronts at the same time - at the same time as the Royal Army's line of salvos, the charging imperial hussars also pulled out their carbine from their saddles and fired back at the line.

As the gunshots sounded, there were sporadic screams and the sound of corpses falling to the ground from the front row of the reserve line.

But even so, there was still no one who flinched; he was nailed to his post until he was taken away by a stray bullet.

And the imperial hussars on the opposite side did not charge directly as they thought—just as they were about 30 meters closer, the front row cavalry suddenly reined in their horses to make room for the rear row cavalry to fill up. .

The messy gunshots continued to sound, and the two sides began to enter the endless confrontation phase. The messy gunshots and billowing smoke covered most of the battlefield.

The Hantu Legion once again exposed the shortcomings of the lack of soldiers' training. Obviously, the number of soldiers is roughly equal to that of cavalry. Obviously, the width of the front and the range of rifles are higher than that of the imperial cavalry... but the firepower of the two sides turned out to be roughly the same.

There was even a hint of being suppressed by the opposing firepower.

In the chaos, the reserve team of the Royal Army Corps, who was ordered not to retreat, had to continue to hold guns, reload, shoot... with mechanical and numb repetitive movements to suppress the fear caused by the constant falling of their companions.

The panicked officers stood in the thick smoke that completely closed their field of vision, constantly trying to find the enemy, and some stood blankly, waiting for the next order...

"Close the front and let the reserves retreat!"

Looking at the imperial hussars who were quickly detouring, I guessed that Claude Francois, who was about to attack his flank, ordered loudly:

"The second line of defense is launched, and the artillery can be put in place as soon as possible; the two-wing cavalry will attack to intercept the detouring enemy and buy time for the infantry!"

"As ordered!"

Ignoring the stray bullet that flew in front of him, Henares, who drew his saber, dashed toward the battlefield again.

"Long Live the Empire--!!!!"

"God bless Hantu——!!!!"

With the thunderous shouts and the roar of iron hooves, the cavalry waving thorns and irises collided fiercely.

As a country that also has a "tradition of knighthood", the knights on both sides resolutely abandoned the revolvers and carbines on their saddles when they saw their opponents, and raised steel knives and cavalry spears instead.

No detours, no counter shots - just charge, charge... or charge!

"clang!"

The icy steel knife smashed into the armguard of an imperial cuirassier that blocked his cheek. Before he had time to withdraw his numb left arm, the cavalry spear in his right hand decisively stabbed the stunned face of the knight in the opposite side.

No screams, no wailing... Like a knight of the vast soil who was drained of his strength in an instant, he fell silently from the horseback to the ground, drowned in the churning smoke.

But before the imperial cavalry could be complacent, the second steel knife had already attacked from the right side and slid lightly across his neck.

"puff!"

The same scene is constantly being played out in the smoke.

Although the number is smaller than that of the imperial cavalry, the Hantu cavalry has the cover of the line of infantry behind them, and the mounts are more suitable for the terrain of the Hantu; and the imperial cavalry not only has to deal with the counterattack of the front line, but the front line is also drawn because of the detour. Too long, resulting in thin troops at every point.

Under the blessing of the two, the cavalry of the vast land, who were not afraid of death, barely blocked the frontal charge of the imperial cavalry who were known for their cavalry!

Of course, only temporarily.

As the imperial cavalry completed the detour on both flanks, they began to concentrate their forces to launch a fierce attack on the two flanks of the Royal Army Corps. Step back and turn left and right.

But their persistence is meaningful—

With the charge bonus, the unstoppable imperial cavalry overwhelmed the last line of defense that the Hantu cavalry was desperately maintaining, and the aggressive Royal Legion attacked from the flank.

But it was neither the hastily formed infantry line nor the panic-stricken Claude-François who greeted them...but the artillery.

Twenty artillery pieces were neatly aligned, lined up on both sides of the Royal Army Corps, and greeted the imperial cavalry who had "successfully passed the barrier" with their pitch-black muzzles.

"Shots - double reload - fire!"

"boom--!!!!"

In the terrifying loud noise, the charging imperial cavalry and twenty cannonballs met head-on.

With the roar of the cannonball, thousands of lead bullets hit them instantly; the broken limbs and arms danced in the blasted blood mist, the wailing of the horses and the shrill screams of the knights came one after another.

There are very few talented people who have inherited the power of bloodline in the circuitous charging team, but even these elite knights, facing the six-pound and twelve-pound cannonballs, except for the final resistance and struggle before dying, they are only struggling. Stealing life in the pile of bones for a few more seconds.

It was then completely torn apart in the next round of shelling.

With the help of this round of shelling, the Hantu soldiers of the second line of defense have also formed a new four-row line, aiming the bright bayonet and dark muzzle at the imperial cavalry who had just been shelled and suffered heavy casualties.

Therefore, regardless of the fact that the Royal Legion had opened fire behind them, the imperial cavalry had to retreat in a very hasty manner in a chaotic situation, leaving behind only the flesh and blood corpses torn to shreds.

"Don't stop! Let the artillery replace solid bullets and continue to fire on the cavalry front!" Looking at the retreating figure of the imperial cavalry, Claude Francois, who was holding back his joy, interrupted the cheers around him:

"Go and inform Henares, let him charge again with the cavalry, and let these imperial scumbags dare not approach our front again."

"The battle is not over yet, and the enemy's defense line is still stubbornly resisting. Let me continue to fight, don't stop! Fight until they can no longer organize a charge and counter-offensive offensive, and the entire line is defeated!"

Soon, before all the artillery pieces were in place, Henares, who had received the order, had already led the vast soil cavalry to fight back.

And almost at the same time, a burst of cheers erupted from behind Claude Francois-after a short period of hard fighting, the Central Guard Corps ~www.mtlnovel.com~ with the advantage of numbers finally attacked On the position of the Imperial Expeditionary Force.

Although relying on the firing of four eight-pounder guns, the two thousand imperial line soldiers forcibly blocked the Central Garrison Corps, which was nearly ten times their strength; but soon, the nobles of the vast land who were caught in the melee began to perceive the key point. The artillery bases on the left and right of the opponent launched a fierce attack.

At the cost of the defeat of infantry company after company, the Central Garrison Corps, paved with corpses, finally broke into the gun fortresses on both flanks, ending the deadliest threat.

Once the position was divided into three, the last bit of the Imperial Expeditionary Force's advantage began to gradually be neutralized; the Hantuo soldiers, who were facing row after row of volleys, also rushed into the trenches and fought the enemy hand-to-hand with bayonets.

Facing the Han soil soldiers who were "flooding" in like a flood, Caspar Herrede decisively ordered the destruction of four eight-pounder guns, withdrew from the position, and turned westward while fighting back.

The Central Garrison Corps that took the position was not satisfied with this "little" of military exploits, and began to advance rapidly westward along the road, trying to completely annihilate this imperial expeditionary force that was only one-tenth of its own.

"...Although the artillery has been destroyed, there are still a lot of solid ammunition and propellant in the enemy's artillery base, as well as about two infantry regiments' baggage for more than three days, and they have gained a lot!"

Facing Claude Francois, the messenger who came to announce the good news desperately suppressed his urge to show off and shouted excitedly: "Your Majesty, your loyal ministers assure you that those two thousand excess sins are absolutely I can't escape your palm! That golden iris flag is the coronation gift from all the Central Guard Corps!"

"Okay, I'll wait and see!" Claude Francois, relieved, was very happy.

This decisive battle seems to have been won.

Chapter end