I Will Be The Crowned King Chapter 170

Facing the sudden appearance of the Clovis army blocking the road, there was a small-scale riot in the unprepared Imperial Expeditionary Force.

The soldiers dragging their tired bodies looked at each other and looked at the heavily deployed and well-prepared positions opposite, and an indescribable sense of powerlessness emerged spontaneously.

After all, they had just suffered a "defeat" under the Barren Stone Castle. After the setback, they were somewhat resistant to the "tough battle" - especially the flag hanging opposite was not a thorn flower, but Clovis's blood-colored unicorn.

The Clovis Kingdom, which has been fighting with the Empire for many years, is the only country in the entire ordered world that dares to challenge the majesty of the Empire with "infantry".

The imperial knights, who were more dazed and confused, and who were more aware of their own current situation, were pale and seemed even more helpless than the soldiers.

After more than ten days of siege battles, no matter how hard you tried to save, the logistics was already running out; the ammunition could probably last for two or three short conflicts, but the food reserves had bottomed out.

If it weren't for this life-threatening issue, the officer corps wouldn't dare to risk being hanged and blowing their heads to blatantly disobey military orders on the battlefield.

Two days... Within two days, if the supply point cannot be reached as soon as possible or enough food is found, the expeditionary army will run out of food!

And no matter how underestimated the Clovis people, such a solid position does not seem to be conquered in two days.

"Everything is so quiet for me!"

In the panic, Casper's irritable loud voice was like a twelve-pound shrapnel, and it exploded in an instant: "What are you panicking about?!"

"What's there to panic about?!"

"You are the Imperial Expeditionary Force, not the rabbits in the Emperor's Royal Forest!"

"You have climbed over the Dawn Bingfeng, conquered the strongest fortress of Hantu and climbed the top tower in only three days, defeated 20,000 Hantu pioneers in one hour, and surrounded and wiped out the main force of Hantu in four hours!"

"Conquering the vast land is just around the corner. At this time, you are still afraid of a group of Clovis bastards?!"

The irritable Casper sprayed tons and tons of shotguns at the crowd: "I really doubt what kind of garbage I'm commanding, and even pretending to be a coward to the Clovis?!"

"We are not afraid!" A knight stepped forward, trembling: "It's just that the expedition is really..."

"boom--!"

Casper didn't give him a chance to finish his sentence. A long tube runner turned his head into a blooming watermelon, dyeing all the terrified eyes around him red.

"The only way to withdraw to the top of the tower is now in the hands of a bunch of Clovis scum; if you think about it, you will smash their tortoise shells to not even the scum!"

"Don't you want to go back, I'll take you back!"

Looking around at the blood-stained people around, Casper pointed at the headless corpse on the horse's back: "Who is his adjutant?"

"I!"

A cuirassier suddenly raised his hand and stood up nervously, gritting his teeth: "I... Guillaume Lovis is... is... the deputy commander of the 2nd Cuirassier Regiment..."

"very good!"

Casper grinned: "Guillaume Lovis, you are now the commander of the 2nd Cuirassiers!"

"I order you! Immediately rectify your regiment, form a charge formation, prepare for the attack, and lead the entire army!"

"As ordered!"

Guillaume, who had no time to think, was shocked and responded loudly with excitement.

"The rest of the troops immediately formed formations, and the artillerymen found the preset positions as soon as possible, aimed at the artillery bases of the Clovis Array, and prepared for the artillery countermeasures!"

"Gentlemen, I will honor my promise to you, and take you back to the fortress of the summit; and I only ask you one thing, one thing! That is..."

"victory--!!!!"

The screams that shook the sky echoed in the wilderness in front of the nameless valley.

Kaspar Herrid, who spent thirty minutes reorganizing the team and regained command of the army again, looked at the surprise on the opposite side with endless fighting intent.

And what he...or the entire expeditionary force didn't know was that the "Clowe Army" on the opposite side was not much less surprised than them at all.

"Golden Iris - the Imperial Expedition?!"

The shocked Lenore stared at the black shadow that seemed to appear out of nowhere on the horizon, unable to believe his eyes: "They are here! Are they really here?!"

This shock only lasted for a second, and the brass telescope in his hand banged on the heads of several other guys who also opened their mouths: "What are you still doing, arming!"

"All the line infantry entered the parapet, loading ammunition and waiting for orders; all with bayonets, ready to block the charge of the imperial cavalry at any time!"

"All scouts are dispatched, find out the exact location of the enemy as soon as possible, and report the location to the rear artillery positions!"

"The 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th corps are the vanguard, and the rest of the infantry regiments enter the trenches and fort bunkers as soon as possible, do a good job of concealment, pay attention to orders, and be ready to attack at any time!"

"Quick! Quick! Quick! Take action, don't have any hesitation! Aiden people - show your courage, don't forget the shame of climbing the tower, let the imperial people pay their blood debts!"

There was chaos in the trench, and tension was written on almost everyone's faces.

The livid Lenore stared at the dark shadow in the distance, no matter how hard he tried to calm down, the stunned look in his eyes was still hard to hide.

Anson Bach... how did he do it?

The first time he learned of the fiasco of Claude Francois, this guy made a lot of big arguments with himself, proving how "correct", how "reasonable" and how "efficient" it was to go to the Barren Stone Castle first , immediately overturned all his previous statements, took the map, and asked himself without blush for a shortcut to the battlefield.

For this reason, he gave a reason that sounded very reasonable - the deserted stone castle was very strong, and the imperial people could not attack it at all.

That being the case, then instead of being surrounded by the enemy for reinforcements and fighting on the battlefield selected by the opponent, it is better to block the only way for the opponent to retreat, occupy the favorable terrain first, and wait for the work.

It sounds reasonable, but the question is whether the deserted stone castle can be kept.

As the heir of Aiden and the half-owner of Barrenstone Castle, Reno is full of pride in this fortress, and absolutely believes that the people of Hantu are not inferior to those of the Empire or the Clovis.

But on the question of whether he could stop the imperial army, he asked himself, and he found that he didn't have An Sen, a foreigner, who had confidence in this fortress and the people of Hantu.

To be more precise, it should be completely unconfident.

After all, it took only three days to climb to the top of the tower before it fell, and the most elite legion in Hantu couldn't survive for four hours in front of the Imperial Expeditionary Force... Even if the barren stone castle is strong enough, he will be sent by the reserve legion. How could an undesired army of other brands be able to stop the Imperial Expeditionary Force? !

How did they do it? !

Anson Bach...how on earth did he guess that the Imperial Expedition would definitely come back in vain and retreat instead of continuing to march on Iron Bell Castle?

"This question is easy to answer." Looking at the imperial cavalry who had begun to organize an attack in the distance, Anson raised the corners of his mouth:

"I do not know either."

"Um~uh..."

Lisa, who was sitting in his arms, closed her eyes, hugged her beloved Borni, and shook her little head with enjoyment.

"To be honest, before I heard the news, my original plan was to find a way to merge with Carl Bain and integrate the 20,000 reserve army in the Barren Stone Castle, so that regardless of the quality, the army in my hand can be reduced from 20,000 to 20,000. Expanding to 40,000... It doesn't matter if the quality is poor, after all, in the counter-firing phase, quantity is quality."

"Even if the shooting efficiency of four Han Tu soldiers is comparable to that of an imperial line infantry, it is definitely worthwhile; not to mention that the combat effectiveness of the imperial infantry is not much stronger, at most it is more experienced..."

While talking to himself, Anson, who was talking to himself, was using a small wooden comb to take care of her messy hair.

Even Anson didn't know when it started, Lisa became obsessed with combing her hair - and she had to do it herself.

Running for a long distance, eating, losing your temper... No matter what happened in the last second, as long as the comb is close to the scalp, the girl can quickly quiet down, close her eyes, and show an expression of incomparable enjoyment.

At first, Anson didn't care, at most Lisa had another new hobby besides eating and toys (rifle, revolver, armed belt).

Until he discovered how useful this "little hobby" was - allowing Lisa to listen to herself quietly, no matter what the content was.

This is simply too useful!

Since Carl left, he has really realized how meaningful a pair of ears are willing to listen!

Rebuttal, impatience, self-righteousness... These Ansons can bear it, but the officers of the entire Storm Division don't know if it is because they are suppressed too hard, and there is an increasing tendency to give up thinking recently.

You don't need to explain the cause and effect, just say what to do; you've got it all figured out anyway, and we can't tell you... It's pretty much the collective mind of the officer corps.

Although in his opinion, the real reason is probably because of the minutes he requested for every military meeting.

But now with the cute and well-behaved Lisa, all troubles are no longer troubles...

"However, since Claude Francois was defeated, the original plan was meaningless - the Imperial Expeditionary Force traveled long distances, and even risked being cut off by fighting a battle of annihilation, which proved that their supplies Very scarce, eager for a quick decisive battle."

"And the stupidest thing in this world is to do what your enemies want you to do the most; chivalry tradition, gentlemanly demeanor, nobility, honor... They will use all noble rhetoric to package themselves as having the first-mover advantage. fact."

"So it's impossible to let this fight go the way they want, even if it takes a little risk; most importantly, I have absolute confidence in Carl Bain."

"With him, even if the Barren Stone Castle falls, he will definitely have a way to retreat with the reserve army unharmed, and let the enemy find nothing but a ruined fortress."

"Or it doesn't matter even if they fail miserably, because the enemy's material reserves can no longer support them to continue fighting; without the only mobile force that can echo them, Carindia Port, for the imperial expedition to the east, it is self-defeating! "

"Um~uh..." The intoxicated girl raised the corners of her mouth.

"That's right, Lisa; that's right, we just need to hold our ground." Anson nodded affirmatively, combing his hair more diligently:

"We've been besieging the Barren Stone Castle for more than ten days. The enemy is already at the end of the force, and it's almost time to run out of ammunition and food. We just need to try our best to resist their previous rounds of onslaught, and the rest is to wait for the reinforcements to arrive and wipe out the imperial expeditionary army!"

"Calculate the time, Fabian should have reunited with Archduke Aiden, took down the fortress of the top of the tower, and rushed over here?"

"Well, it's a win!"

Outside the fortress of the top tower, there is an unnamed hill.

Under the bright sky, Victor Emmanuel, the Archduke of Aiden, walked through the trench alone and walked into a tent with a blank expression.

Almost as soon as the door curtain was opened, the strong smell of blood, medicine and some kind of rotten smell mixed together, hitting his eyes and nostrils.

Rao was Grand Duke Aiden who had experienced countless similar scenes, and he couldn't help frowning slightly, his pupils shrinking to focus on the figure lying on the hospital bed in the tent.

He was covered in stains, with obvious gunshot wounds on his chest and right arm~www.mtlnovel.com~ The soles of his frayed boots revealed the soles of his feet; The bandages wrapped around his chest continued to overflow from his body.

"How?"

Archduke Aiden looked up at the middle-aged man in a white robe and a leather apron who was beside him in a hurry.

"It's hard to judge the specifics for now, but..." Probably because he was suddenly asked, the middle-aged man seemed a little flustered: "The wounds on the patient's feet and chest have been infected, and lead bullets in the two wounds It's all embedded in the meat, it's very difficult to take out; and it's still running a fever, we can only..."

"That's not what I asked!" Archduke Aiden looked a little irritable:

"His identity... can you be sure?!"

"Uh...but, yes!" The middle-aged man nodded quickly and said in a panic, "We found a fellow countryman of his, and we can confirm that he should be the cavalry of the Royal Army, the Second Hussar Regiment!"

The moment the voice fell, Duke Aiden's expression changed.

He narrowed his eyes with a dignified expression, and was silent for nearly a minute before he said, "Then... before he fell into a coma, did he say something else?"

The middle-aged man nodded again, but this time his expression was obviously much uglier than before: "He... he said... the royal army has, has..."

"What has happened?!"

"The whole army has been wiped out!"

Grand Duke Aiden's pupils shrank suddenly.

"He, he also said... His Majesty Claude Francois has been missing since he broke through the siege. He searched everywhere, but couldn't find any trace of His Majesty!" The middle-aged man was very nervous:

"And the Imperial Expeditionary Force, which completely wiped out the two major legions, is driving away the defeated soldiers, and intends to take down the deserted stone castle in one breath!"

"It's over... This battle of fate that decides the future of Hantu is... over!"

Chapter end