I Will Be The Crowned King Chapter 171

"Go, go now!"

In the fortress of the top tower, as soon as the expressionless Fabian walked out of the cell where the prisoners of the imperial expeditionary army were being held, he said solemnly to the subordinates who were waiting outside: "Let's go to the stone castle fortress!"

"Now?!" the battalion commander of the first battalion who had just returned from the frontier army asked loudly:

"But we just..."

"No but, leave immediately!" Fabian's eyes revealed a hint of impatience:

"The fiasco of Claude Francois means that the deserted stone castle is in danger - if we can't withdraw as soon as possible, if the Archduke Aiden decides to join the empire again, we will be locked in the area of ​​the top of the tower. !"

The face of the former Guards officer was very ugly.

According to the report of the battalion commander of the 1st battalion, the persuasion of Archduke Aiden was not going well.

This result did not exceed Fabian's expectations-although Aiden agreed to join forces in order to fight the imperial invasion, in the face of Thun's concession, but this did not change the fact that the two families were on the same page.

Starting from the interests of the Emmanuel family, it is more beneficial to defend the fortress of the top of the tower and cut off the connection between the Imperial Expeditionary Force and the rear than to move eastward.

After winning, Claude François had nothing to say. After all, Aiden had done his best, and it was his own order to order Archduke Aiden to recover the tower.

Losing... That's just a matter of the Francois family. The Emmanuel family, which controls the summit tower and still has strength, still has the capital to negotiate with the empire.

So from the beginning, Fabien had never really counted on Archduke Aiden agreeing to advance eastward, or how many reinforcements he would send - otherwise he would have done the persuasion work himself.

From the point of view of the former Guards officers, there is such a strong fortress as the Barren Stone Castle, there are 60,000 armies of Hantuo troops, and the worries of the port of Carindia have been completely eliminated, and the 20,000 coalition forces have also been reinforced. on the way...

This... even if the Imperial Expeditionary Force cannot be defeated or annihilated for a while, it can always be done by dragging the war on for a month or two? !

It doesn't take a month or two, as long as it can persist for three or four weeks, the expeditionary army that runs out of ammunition and food will not be defeated!

But these Hantu people just didn't do it... Not only did they not do it, but they were making the situation develop towards the most dangerous situation!

A victory that was already within reach, became dangerous again with the whereabouts of Claude-François unknown.

"Why don't you try harder?"

Looking at Fabian's gloomy face, the battalion commander of the first battalion who failed to complete the task of convincing Grand Duke Aiden was a little uneasy: "After all, there are 20,000 people in the frontier army, and the combat power is not weak."

That's right, compared with the 20,000-brand army of the Wasteland Castle, Archduke Aiden's frontier army is definitely the elite; but...

"Then how to work hard?" The somewhat irritable Fabian looked at him coldly.

"How about making him the new king of Hantu?" the first battalion commander suggested:

"Promise Archduke Aiden, as long as he is willing to send troops and maintain an alliance with Clovis, the Storm Division... ah no, it is Clovis who will support him to replace Claude Francois and be crowned as the new King of the Far Lands. !"

That's a good idea... Fabian's eyes lit up.

After all, all Clovis wants is to form an alliance with Han soil, and he doesn't care what the ally's surname is. As for whether the Francois family can accept it after the war, will the vast soil split due to it... What does that have to do with the storm division?

"no."

After thinking about it for a while, Fabian still rejected this tempting proposal: "If this sentence is for Lord Anson Bach, it may have a little weight... He is also a duke anyway, not so much. Trust an infantry regiment commander to speak his mind."

"Not to mention that there are nobles from Thun in the frontier army. This will only make us feel guilty, and make Grand Duke Aiden feel that he is a rare commodity and has capital to sell. He may want to join the empire even more!"

"Then what?!"

"Get out now, the sooner the better, don't pay attention to the people of Archduke Aiden." Fabian said solemnly:

"We have to make him understand that even if the vast land is wiped out, Clovis... The Storm Division has absolute confidence in defeating the Imperial Expeditionary Force alone!"

"He's not in love!"

In the evening, in the area of ​​the Barren Stone Fort.

The storm division coalition army's blocking battle against the imperial expeditionary force is being staged in an extremely tragic situation.

The Imperial Expeditionary Force, which was clearly on the verge of running out of ammunition and food, broke out with amazing morale and combat effectiveness under the instigation of Kaspar Herrede; with a frenzied attitude that was almost fearless to death, it violently charged and hid in the position. Inside, the storm division coalition forces waiting for work.

Under the cannon fire from the sky, the impatient imperial cavalry did not hesitate or hesitate, ignoring the constant bombardment beside him that was blown into pieces, and screamed Paozhe, who had fallen from the horse in the volley of rifles, and launched a decisive death towards the center of the position. assault.

At the same time, the Imperial Infantry, who maintained a relatively loose and messy line, was divided into three parts. The main force was behind the cover and foundation of the cavalry. The rest of the line was mixed with elite grenadiers and infantry knights, and began to follow the hillsides on both sides of the road. Push forward and try to outflank the cannon at the top of the mountain.

"Tell Guillaume, don't worry about casualties, let the cuirassiers continue to attack, hold on to the main force of the Storm Division in front of me, and buy time for the infantry on both flanks!"

The livid-faced Casper was extremely ferocious, and was hysterical at the terrified messenger: "I repeat, I don't want the number of casualties!"

"I just want to win!"

"Follow, follow!"

Looking at the irritable old man with a crazy expression, the trembling messenger did not dare to stay in place for another second - he would rather be killed by the lead bullet of the Clovis than to Casper's anger!

Staring at the battlefield in the distance, Caspar Herrede's eyes exuded an infinite desire to win.

He used to ambush the Turks here, and he has thoroughly figured out the terrain of this generation in the last battle - the road stuck between the two valleys is indeed a very good ambush location, and only a small number of troops are needed. Block several times the enemy.

The valleys on both sides are also natural highlands. They are condescending and can provide the artillery with an excellent field of fire and vision, which is perfect for the defender.

But... the road between the valleys and the high ground on the left and right sides, these three positions are independent of each other!

To put it more bluntly, any one of the positions was attacked, and the other two could not be divided into reinforcements at all except for limited artillery support.

In other words, he only needs to take any one of the two high grounds, and he can directly threaten the defense line in front of the expeditionary army at the foot of the mountain, and blast the "copper wall and iron wall" that the Storm Division has tried their best to build to the point where it is not even slag. left.

This is the biggest weakness of the opponent!

Of course, as long as the commander of the "Gray Shirts" on the opposite side is not a fool, he will definitely notice this, and this problem is solved easily - keep a reserve army.

This army must have an extremely fast reaction speed, sufficient physical strength, rich experience, and strong combat power. It can face the infantry two to three times its own number to form a temporary suppression force, and is equipped with the most sophisticated and reliable equipment in the army.

Usually, the personal guard of the commander of the regiment or the grenadier regiment composed of veterans usually shoulders such a heavy responsibility.

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

In the deafening loud noise, the fire and black smoke that ripped apart everything continued to rise in the storm division's position, and the thick smoke filled the entire battlefield and refused to disperse.

Along with the trembling earth and the constant flickering of gunfire, huge rubble, broken limbs and firearms danced around the shell crater like raindrops.

At the forefront of the battlefield, the mighty Imperial Cuirassiers have already passed through the Aiden Legion's block - no detours, no shooting, no deterrence... only charge!

They broke through the line volley, over the fences and chests blasted by artillery, leaped over the narrow infantry trenches, and directly hit the bayonet wall of the Aiden Legion.

Blood splashes!

The spear pierced through the flesh and blood, the saber slashed the head in the air, the horse wailed in the barbed trench, the blood poured out of the buckshot-pierced breastplate, and the swarming bayonet turned the fallen knight into a blood-spraying one. Rotten meat, smoking grenades, let everyone die together...

"boom--!!!!"

After paying nearly one-tenth of the casualties, the cuirassiers almost tore apart the defense line of the central position, opening a huge gap in the seemingly impregnable position.

almost……

Had Thun, or even the Storm Division, been stationed in the central position instead of the Aiden Legion, they would have probably succeeded.

Known for their chivalry and poverty, the Aiden, whose only specialty is old and tough goat meat, are stubborn.

Incredibly stubborn.

The specific manifestations are unreasonable bullying and fear of hardship, and the ability to fight desperately to the last moment in a situation of obvious disadvantage.

Regarding this feature, Anson, while arranging the Aiden Corps to be in charge of the central position, did not forget to praise that "this is because the Aiden people have a head of steel."

Lenore was convinced.

But no matter how the iron-headed Aiden Legion organized round after round of counter-charges and repeatedly organized fronts like a flood to obstruct the offensive of the Imperial cavalry, they still could not reverse the almost one-sided battle.

Under the precise strikes of the Empire's terrifying artillery, they were unable to organize a line close enough to block the cavalry charge, and the artillery on the high ground on both sides could do nothing against the enemy who had already rushed into the central position.

What's more serious is that behind the cavalry, the imperial infantry consisting of several lines is slowly advancing.

Come on, let me see what kind of trump card is hidden in the first battle of the Eagle Point City, which almost wiped out the Iser Elf Guards... Casper's face showed a beast-like smile.

"What, no reserve army?!"

In the chaotic trench, Lenore was obviously panicked and blurted out to An Sen: "Aren't you lying to me?!"

"What's there to deceive?!" Anson shouted innocently, his eyes widened, trying to let his voice overwhelm the surrounding gunfire and explosions:

"The enemy has already been pressed across the board. If I have a reserve army, I can make them wait until now?!"

Of course, there should have been a reserve army; but originally the most elite storm group in his hands was sent to the top of the tower, and it was impossible to rush over in a short time.

As for the defenders of the Wasteland Castle, Anson didn't have any expectations; these rogue cannon fodders could hold on for more than ten days under Carl's leadership, and even Ansen himself felt that it was a bit too much to let them reinforce. ——Even Ludwig never did such an outrageous thing.

The only "trump card" that can be counted on now is Archduke Aiden's Frontier Corps.

As long as the 20,000 new troops can arrive in time, even if the current front is completely defeated, An Sen, who hastily reorganized the front, has absolute confidence that the opposite Imperial Expeditionary Force will collapse without a fight.

"Then what should I do now?!"

Lenore pointed to the already chaotic battlefield on the opposite side, and the position in charge of the Aiden Legion was already crumbling: "It won't last long if it goes on like this!"

"If you can't hold on, you have to hold on!" Anson roared loudly, and a stray bullet flew over his head:

"The battle now is, in the final analysis, a battle of endurance between us and the Imperial Expeditionary Force; as long as we can persist until the other side collapses first or runs out of ammunition and food, victory is inevitable."

"So it doesn't matter even if it is temporarily suppressed. It doesn't even matter if you lose a little position and retreat. Anyway, the Imperial Expeditionary Force can't launch any follow-up offensive. They are now returning to the light - the harder they fight, the faster they die!

"Of course I know that!"

Lenore frowned~www.mtlnovel.com~ glared at Anson through gritted teeth: "But why are you so confident that the reinforcements will arrive in time?!"

"you!"

Anson pointed to his nose.

Lenore was startled: "Me?!"

"Yes, it's you!" Anson nodded with a smile:

"You are my confidence - as long as you are here, I absolutely believe that the reinforcements will arrive in time!"

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Lenore's expression was a little dazed, and he suddenly woke up:

"Anson Bach, are you taking advantage of me?!"

"This is called rational use of human resources!" Anson corrected.

"What is Human Resources Cooperation... What's the difference?!"

"The difference is that I didn't force you, it was you who asked to be the commander of the Allied Aiden Legion. It was all of your own accord!"

With that said, Anson pushed away the boy who wanted to pounce on him and took a bite of him, while taking his Leopold from the guard next to him: "And if I were you, what I would do right now would not be complaining to the boss. , but pray."

"Pray for what?!"

"Pray...hehe..."

An Sen suddenly smiled, pressing the stubborn face in front of him, and said coldly:

"Pray that in your father's heart, your value is a little higher than the crown of Hantu..."

Reno, who was stunned in place, had a bewildered expression on his face.

"One row of guards, stay and protect the commander of the Aiden Legion; the others, follow your company commander!" Anson shrugged, beckoning to the side happily, like a girl who was about to go on an outing:

"Lisa, let's go!"

Chapter end