I Will Be The Crowned King Chapter 162

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The roar of the artillery fire continued, and the enthusiasm and anger of the Hantu Legion continued to pour into the smoky battlefield, and the roars of fighting and orders were endless.

In the distance, the cavalry cavalry in charge of chasing the routed soldiers began to retreat one after another; under the thunderous shouts of killing, the imposing central garrison was pouring into the valley defense line with golden irises fluttering like a tidal wave, trying to wipe it out. The more than 2,000 Imperial Expeditionary Forces that are in retreat.

"I originally thought that these imperial people could give me some surprises, but now it seems... the 'surprise' seems to end here."

Claude Francois, who was watching the battlefield with cold eyes, muttered to himself, the corners of his mouth raised slightly with a bit of contentment.

Although gunpowder smoke shrouded most of the battlefield, the visibility of the field of view of the battlefield has become extremely low, so that whether it is the battle situation in front or behind, it cannot be observed with the naked eye, and can only be judged by the intelligence sent back by the messengers and scouts...

But he could already guess the "plan" of the Imperial Expeditionary Force.

Use a lone army at the mouth of the valley to block the only way, attract attention while inducing yourself to take the initiative to attack, relying on the empire's excellent artillery and tough line infantry to support the front line.

Immediately afterwards, the main army that was ambushing behind him took the opportunity to rush out, and launched a double-teaming strategy against him in a coordinated way of foot and cavalry - so that he could neither retreat nor move westward to get in touch with Archduke Aiden, who was besieging the top of the tower, alive. He was blocked in front of this mountain pass that didn't even have a name.

The premise is that their plan really succeeds.

But the Imperial Expeditionary Force was too arrogant, so arrogant that it only sent 2,000 people to block the mountain pass, and the cavalry in charge of the rear raid did not wait for the infantry lines to converge, and launched a frontal charge.

"They're here!"

Henares, who was in charge of guarding the flanks and chasing them, emerged from a group of similarly scarred cavalry, covered in blood, and the white-steamed mount stopped behind Claude Francois. .

"Twelve regiments...about 6,000 line infantry, are advancing here with the retreating imperial cavalry!" Henares said solemnly, and there was still some regret in his expression:

"They responded very quickly. I didn't dare to attack before the formation of the line... The pursuit and escape were not very successful."

"It's okay, you've done a great job!" Claude Francois patted him on the shoulder:

"The foreplay is over, and the next thing is the real **** battle with the Imperial Expeditionary Force; get ready, there are still some achievements!"

Henares looked at the battlefield thoughtfully, but did not loosen his frown at the encouragement of the king.

"something wrong?"

Claude saw that he hesitated.

"I, I can't tell." Henares shook his head and opened his mouth, his eyes full of blankness: "I don't know why, but it just feels like something is not right."

"Those imperial cavalry... They didn't seem to be defeated by us after being frustrated at all. They didn't seem to panic at all, more like..."

"Intentionally?" Claude Francois blurted out, with a somewhat ugly expression.

"...just a feeling."

Henares said it reluctantly, but his expression was obviously not as simple as "feeling": "And even if you count the six thousand infantry, the imperial people who have appeared in front of us so far are only ten thousand. People come out."

"What about the rest?!"

Claude Francois looked startled.

"We are surrounded?!"

Hiding in the trench, Arthur Herrede looked at the Clovis flag that suddenly appeared behind him in the distance, and his mouth widened in shock: "What's going on?!"

"What's going on, I want to ask you what's going on!"

Bernard, the deputy commander of the expeditionary force, glared at him with gnashing teeth: "Didn't you say they were in the salty village and didn't follow you?! So why did they appear here!"

He is very regretful now, regretting why he was soft-hearted at that time, promised Arthur to give him an infantry regiment, and even expected him to experience and improve on the battlefield of Hantuo, and he would not have to be talked about by Juliana all day long. To support her "lovely brother" a lot.

Support? Bah, support a fart!

Now he can't wait to shoot this "brother-in-law" who caused trouble!

Originally, the risk of this plan was very high. If you are not careful, the whole army may be wiped out... Even the whole army is not the most serious problem. What is more serious is that once they are exposed, the unchecked Duke Aiden will definitely immediately Attack on the top of the tower, and then rush to the aid of the barren stone castle.

The battle of the deserted stone castle, which is carried out with huge risks, is very likely to lose the whole game!

Just as Bernard arrived at Xikou to cool off and was about to revoke Arthur Hereid's post as head of the army, Louis Bernard suddenly said:

"The Clovis army in Salt Village... how many are there?"

"How many people, uh..." Arthur Herrid scratched his head apologetically:

"I was patronizing and fled at the time, and I didn't pay much attention to this. It's probably... four or five thousand people? If you count the Hantu army, it's probably tens of thousands!"

"Ten thousand..."

Louis sighed with emotion, looking at the looming storm division position on the mountain, his expression a little ecstatic.

The interrupted Bernard raised his brows and looked at the young knight in spite of his displeasure: "What did you think of?"

"It's nothing, I just thought of a possibility." Louis blinked and said to Bernard with an extremely sincere expression: "In this way, let's assume that Arthur didn't lie..."

"Oh, Louis?!" Arthur was moved, and wished he could immediately rush into the arms of his best friend:

"I knew you were a good friend and would never betray you..."

"Just hypothetical, without any prejudice."

Raising his hand to stop Arthur who was rushing towards him, Louis said sternly: "In that case, there is only one possibility."

"The original goal of this Clovis mercenary was to recover the fortress of the Climbing Tower." Bernard immediately guessed what Louis meant, and sneered somewhat mockingly:

"Send allies and disobedient vassals to fight the most unassuming and troublesome battles... His Majesty Claude-François really smells like our Commander!"

"But even if it were true, this Clovis army appeared too fast."

Louis said silently: "We came from the barren stone castle along the main road, and they started from the salted village, all along the way are complicated and rugged mountain roads, four-fifths of the soldiers are infantry, or tens of thousands people."

"Even if the Hantu people know their country better than us foreigners, even if the Clovis people have special skills in carrying baggage... How did they do it?"

Bernard fell silent.

Arthur Herreid, who was pushed aside, stood in the middle, his eyes flickering back and forth between the two.

"So..." Bernard glanced at the Clovis flag in the distance: "That Clovis mercenary that suddenly appeared, is it just a cover?"

"Just an outpost thrown over to find the way and frighten the enemy—just like us?"

"This seems to be the most likely guess." Louis pursed his lips, very unconfident: "But it also means that their 'pretence' is only temporary, and there are tens of thousands of people behind them. Army."

"Or it's just a pretense." Bernard speculated: "Maybe the opposite Commander Clovis was smart enough to predict Commander Casper's prediction."

"...No, I don't think he could guess what Commander Casper was thinking."

Louis thought for a while, then shook his head: "I believe it's just a coincidence at most, or he's planning to bluff."

Just like when he was at Thunder Fort and Eagle Point... Louis said silently in his heart.

"Well, it doesn't sound like it's too bad." Bernard nodded slightly, and his flustered eyes finally calmed down:

"It looks like we still have a little bit of an edge, and maybe we can turn it into a victory -- if it works right."

"What, what works well?" Arthur next to him was confused.

What are they saying and what have I heard? What is a pretense, who pre-judged who, what is not too bad, what is turning defeat into victory, what...

"To shut up!"

Bernard slapped his mouth with a slap in the face with a merciless "Clap!" and looked at Louis with a burning gaze: "What is your suggestion?"

"Attack, take the initiative to launch an attack!" Louis said solemnly:

"If it weren't for the illusion that the enemy deliberately used to contain us, a small encounter would not have much impact - Duke Aiden even gave up the siege of the top of the tower to stop us, proving that he is extremely cautious. , if you don't see hope, you won't take it lightly."

"But if it is, and these Clovis people choose to retreat, it will cause a very serious blow to the morale of the Frontier Corps!"

"They wouldn't know that this was just a small-scale encounter. What they saw was tens of thousands of Clovis people fleeing in front of a small cavalry of the Imperial Expeditionary Force!"

"How can there be tens of thousands of Clovis people?" Arthur "Pfft!" laughed out loud:

"It's only five thousand at most, and the rest are..."

"Shut up!" Bernard rolled his eyes, and immediately said to Louis:

"How sure are you?"

"...Not a lot." Louis said truthfully, with a hint of bitterness on the corner of his mouth:

"Every time I think I've seen through Anson Bach's conspiracy, the facts tell me how terribly wrong I was."

"So this time I simply give up guessing and rely only on the information in front of me to judge - of course, maybe this is also in his plan, and he has already set a trap for us, so it is not certain."

"A guy like me will probably never be able to keep up with his thoughts, right?"

Louis laughed lightly to himself.

"Immediately let the Central Guard Corps stop attacking and stick to the spot! Then slowly assemble and withdraw from the valley!" Claude Francois ordered decisively:

"Tell them it's the king's order!"

Despite the order, in reality he had lost all hope.

Don't say whether the "loyal ministers" who are always thinking about rebellion are more afraid of themselves than their desire to defeat the empire; just with the quality of their private soldiers, Claude does not believe that they can complete the rectification in a short time, and Organize an orderly retreat.

The best result is probably to defend the captured Imperial Expeditionary Force positions, right?

Claude François, who had recovered his calm from the joy of victory, had an extremely ugly expression at the moment—Henares was right, only half of the imperial expeditionary force was fighting with him.

What about the other half, where did they go? !

I followed the road and followed closely, leaving little time for the enemy, and being able to ambush me was already the limit; the imperial expedition force of 20,000 people could no longer bypass me silently, Sneak attack on the deserted stone castle.

Since it's not in the back, it can only be in the front, or...

"boom--!!!!"

The sudden loud noise shocked Claude.

He turned his head sharply, only to see dazzling sparks blooming from the previous positions of the Imperial Expeditionary Force, and black afterimages whistling constantly rising from the hillsides on both sides, like pouring rain, falling from the sky.

"Mortar... Blasting bomb..." Claude Francois looked at everything in front of him in astonishment~www.mtlnovel.com~ suddenly thought of something, and turned his head suddenly to look behind him:

"Henares!"

"exist!"

The blood-soaked knight of the vast earth didn't care about his partner who was still breathing white steam under him, and immediately stepped forward.

"Organize infantry and start attacking the mountain immediately!" Claude pointed to the black steel that was still spewing gunfire on the high ground on both sides of the road, and said with rage:

"I don't care what method you use, take down those two artillery positions for me as quickly as possible! These imperial bastards, they are planning to..."

Before he could finish speaking, there was a deafening scream of killing in the valley.

The imperial line infantrymen ambushing on the backs of the highlands on both sides climbed up the highlands one after another, and countless dark shadows appeared on the top of the Hantu Legion at the same time.

They completed the assembly at the fastest speed, carrying rifles with bayonets, forming a dense line of horizontal lines, stepping on the brisk drum beats, and advancing to the road down the hillside.

At the same time, the imperial cavalry that had previously "routed" had merged with the infantry, made a comeback, and began to slowly advance towards the royal army.

The entire Hantu army was 40,000 people, and the burned valley mouth defense line was divided into two. At the same time, the entire army was completely within the firing range of the imperial artillery.

On the other side, the 2,000 imperial soldiers who were pursued by the Central Guard Corps and fought and retreated had also stopped retreating, blocking the westward passage of the Han Tu Corps.

In front of them, Caspar Herrid, leaning on a saber, got a chair out of nowhere, and sat in the center surrounded by 2,000 rifles.

"Okay, the foreplay is over, let these stinky fish and shrimps go to **** as soon as possible." Casper raised the saber in his hand behind him and slashed forward:

"For the Empire—fire!"

Chapter end

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