I Will Be The Crowned King Chapter 433

It turns out that the head of Legion Commander Fernando Herrede was neither made of some kind of metal nor cowardly.

After the reconnaissance noticed the abnormal movements of Beluga Harbor and intercepted the letter sent by Fabian on purpose, he first suspected that it was probably a trap, and did not immediately attack with all his strength, but only sent a small number of ships to free outside the fjord Fire, provoking Fabian.

At the same time, he kept sending the information to Ludwig, urging the supplies again, and sending the situation to the headquarters that had just arrived in Yangfan City, asking the envoys of the Holy See and the Empire to decide.

Fabian, who failed to succeed in the conspiracy, was not in a hurry. He held the information provided by Louis in his hand, and knew that the man opposite him was an extremely obedient and honest man—as long as the commander gave an order, he would definitely step up the attack.

Sure enough... Just one day later, Fernando, who had not waited for the supplies, waited for Ludwig's complaint, accusing him of asking for sky-high prices, ignoring that he was responsible for the logistics of two fronts at the same time, and he could give what he wanted.

At the same time, the messenger sent by Fernando was also successfully intercepted by Ludwig, and the messenger of Clovis who set off at the same time complained to the high command. How do you know how much to give him? !

And it was originally said that the Clovis Crusaders only needed to conquer Sail City. We are all doing extra things now. What qualifications does Fernando Herrede have to pick and choose?

In the face of Clovis's tearful accusations, the headquartered headquarters could only mediate between the two sides: Ludwig immediately distributed supplies to Fernando according to the standards of the Arthur Legion, and Fernando must also organize an attack immediately and not fail The Empire and the Church are heavily entrusted.

In this way, Fernando, who had been waiting for three days, did not get the naval artillery shells he wanted, especially shrapnel shells and large-caliber solid shells, but boxes of rifles, military uniforms, boots... all kinds of mess. , being picked out for the remaining infantry equipment, plus a letter from Ludwig himself:

"To His Excellency the Commander of the Invincible Legion Fernando Herrid:

I heard that Your Excellency has complained a lot about our army recently, thinking that the Clovis people deliberately delayed logistics, so that Your Excellency could not carry out the mission smoothly, and could only do some superficial work.

On behalf of all officers and soldiers of the Clovis Mujahideen, I would like to clarify this matter to Your Excellency:

Yep, you guessed it.

Although our jihadist army has more than 100,000 people, it is impossible to cover everything due to limited geography and material supply, and we can fight without worries in every direction.

Lord Arthur Herrid and I joined forces to fight the main infidels in Red Hand Bay; we are all inexperienced juniors, and we must avoid mistakes as much as possible, and of course hope that there will be more supplies here.

And you... Fernando Herrede, a famous general of the empire, is famous for his many times in front of my Clovis standing army, but always saving his own life, and then continuing to bring the emperor's army to attack the fortress and die. , rich experience, even if the materials are expensive, they should know better than us how to overcome problems and face difficulties.

So I really never expected that you would directly reject my good intentions to communicate and negotiate, and complained directly to the high command, forcibly changing the combat plan.

That being the case, I have no choice but to fulfill your wish, and collect all the materials that can be found on hand and send them to you.

I can use the credit of the Franz family to guarantee that there is no difference between the materials given to you and Arthur Herreid; he has it, and you have it.

May your Excellency cherish these hard-won precious materials that you have worked hard for, and use the shortest time to capture the Beluga Port, capture the Ice Dragon Fjord, and fulfill the promise to the church and the emperor - I will definitely be in Red Hand Bay next time, sincerely In your prayers to the Ring of Order.

Of course, it doesn't matter if you lose—failure is the mother of success. With your failure, it will definitely be transformed into our success, dragging the enemy's elite army in Moby Dick, and paving the way for our victory in Red Hand Bay.

Thank you, Fernando Herrede.

Your loyal friend, junior, colleague, Major General Clovis, Ludwig Franz. "

boom-

He smashed the letter on the ground, and stepped on it for dozens of feet in a row, until the delicate parchment turned into a puddle of mud, and Fernando, who couldn't help but grit his teeth, raised his head like a wounded beast.

There was no sound in the crowded cabin, and it was so crowded that there was no room to twist the body, and no one dared to approach within three meters of the legion commander; although the body was close to the body, even a person's breathing could not be detected.

In the depressing air, there was only a dull, low voice that came from the depths of Fernando's throat, as if a volcano was about to erupt.

After a full minute, Fernando with a frosty face stood up straight and commanded in a strong voice:

"attack!"

"Boom-!! Boom-!! Boom-!!"

The dull loud noise ignited the horizon of Red Hand Bay, so that the entire wilderness trembled like a sieve; the shells dragging the tail flame began to slice through the sky uninterruptedly, igniting the position on the north side of Red Hand Bay. Lots of fireworks.

The northern position that was ravaged by artillery bombardment was in a mess at this time - the rapidly falling "black spots" uttered a piercing cry in the wilderness, fell before everyone could react, and bloomed magnificently on the muddy ground; The earth and rocks crashed into the sky, and were carried by the air waves and fell like a torrential rain.

Fences, curtain walls, sandbags... The defense facilities stacked on the position were instantly crushed to powder, and the half-ton stone was lifted up like a toy, and then fell heavily, rolling around on the position, until It didn't stop until it got stuck in a ditch.

Accompanied by the constantly falling debris and the shrieks that ravaged the eardrums, Louis, who was lying on the fortification, raised his head and looked towards the direction of the artillery fire.

Thanks to the strong enough fortifications built by both Carl Bain and William Gottfried, so far he has not received any reports of any troops killed, only a very small number of unlucky soldiers Being hit by a stone, or temporarily deaf.

But Louis did not dare to neglect this - the artillery of the Empire can be so good that the cavalry can attack the bombing point, of course the infantry can also do it; the real danger is not the artillery fire in front of you, but the army that follows closely behind.

The New World Legion, which was suppressed in its ability to fight back, had to face the well-trained Clovis-Imperial Crusade Army.

Soon, the shelling that lasted for nearly five minutes suddenly slowed down in frequency, and a large swath of smoke and dust suddenly rose from the jihadist army's position. From a distance, you could see those dense figures forming a phalanx and began to advance towards the position.

It started... With a sigh in his heart, Louis immediately issued an order to fight back, and let the artillery batteries on the left and right flanks of the position start to fight back.

The screaming cannonballs drew exquisite parabolas, most of which fell on the open space between the square and the square, but a few fell into the front - the hot solid bullets easily crushed the flesh and blood in the front of the formation. The body, mixed with the screams of soldiers and the sound of broken bones, continued to leap to the rear, directly tearing the tight formation into two pieces.

The Mujahideen were also clearly aware of the heights on the flanks of the battlefield, where a cavalry gun moved quickly under the cover of a phalanx, firing rapidly close to the fort; but they soon found themselves doing nothing—the position of the fort Not on the frontal slopes of the highlands near them, but on the sides and backs, the New World Corps was harassing and attacking them with curved artillery.

Almost at the same time as the cavalry artillery returned fire, the high ground artillery bases on both sides stopped firing at the same time, and half a minute later, they started a one-minute rapid fire at the same time.

The target, the Mujahideen cavalry artillery position.

By the time the Mujahideen artillerymen realized the problem, it was too late... The rapid artillery fire lit up the battlefield, directly drowning the two hastily assembled artillery positions.

Amidst the loud noise, the desperate artillerymen were torn to shreds by the explosion and the air waves, and they didn't even have time to scream; a full eight cavalry guns with gun carriages, ammunition carts and trailer horses all vanished into ashes.

The Imperial line infantry, which was responsible for covering the artillery, retreated hastily in the light of the fire, and nearly disturbed the flank of the Mujahideen.

"Precision shooting...and still curved?"

In the headquarters of the forward position, an imperial cuirassier looked at the artillery base on the high ground in the distance in surprise: "I remember that the artillery level of the Clovis people is not always low, and they can't even grasp the range - how can they grasp it? Such superb technology?!"

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"Simply because they didn't really get the hang of it."

Louis Dandan said: "Anson's adjutant, Carl Bain, chief of staff, mentioned to me before he left that their technical advisor William Gottfried popularized a kind of howitzer on the newly equipped howitzer of the Storm Legion. Brand new scale."

"This inconspicuous little part can make the gun equipped with it accurately hit the desired direction of shooting - just know the landing point of the shell in advance, and then mark it on the scale, and you only need to adjust the gun to the corresponding when the war starts. Point, fill the same amount of propellant, you can make the shells fall in the same place without interruption."

"Whether it is a direct shot or a curved shot, it can be done; and as long as you can master this kind of scale, even a novice can complete the operation that an old artilleryman with many years of experience can do."

"It was only a small, inconspicuous ruler that changed all of this."

The surprised cuirassiers around them stopped talking, and there was silence in the headquarters.

Louis recalled his first battle, the siege of Fort Thunder.

With their elite cuirassiers, he and his brother quickly broke through the defense line of the Clovis people and successfully captured the important town of Fort Thunder; but the Clovis people used railways and steam trains to mobilize troops, weapons and ammunition, and soon surrounded Lei Ming. Fort - the hand that might have determined the outcome, was forcibly cracked like this.

No matter how elite the knights are, how loyal the soldiers are, how lucky they are, and even gain an advantage for a while, they will eventually be defeated by enemies with more powerful technology and more abundant supplies—this is the conclusion that Louis came to, and it is also the ability of the Clovis people. The key to fighting the empire.

But this time, the Free Confederation has to face the combined forces of the Church and the Empire—regardless of human or material resources, technology or the elite level of the army, it is obvious that the other party has improved to a higher level.

Under such circumstances, even if he and Anson can win a few battles, can they really reverse the balance?

"Look!"

The exclamation of the commander behind interrupted the young man's thinking, pointing to the direction of the smoke and dust on the opposite side: "Cavalry, the jihadist army has begun to dispatch cavalry!"

Um? !

The stunned Louis and a group of knights and officers raised their heads one after another, picked up the binoculars to observe the direction the messenger had just pointed, and as expected, they saw those figures riding high-headed horses.

They wear red-black or blue-and-white military uniforms, elaborate helmets with floats and tail bristles, breastplates on their bodies, sabres in their hands, spears gleaming in the sun, and at least one carbine hanging from the saddle to the left and right. .

Regardless of Clovis or the Empire, this well-armed cuirassier is an absolute elite, and it is the presence of the final word at the critical moment.

But both Louis and the officers of the command were full of confusion.

This... own line of defense has not been broken, and the infantry line has not even engaged in battle. What does it mean to gather the cavalry so early?

While they were at a loss, more than a thousand cavalrymen of the Mujahideen Army who had assembled had already stepped on the blasting point of the shells, and UUkanshu.com rolled in.

The momentum is amazing.

"He, aren't they going to attack from the front?!" The messenger said: "The cavalry without infantry cover is attacking the well-fortified positions frontally. This is simply suicide!"

"The commander on the opposite side used this method to break through the line of defense, is he a lunatic?!"

As soon as the words fell, Louis Bernard, who had been prompted, was suddenly shocked.

He pushed aside the chaotic officers, raised his binoculars and tried to look at the billowing smoke and dust rolled up by the Mujahideen cavalry, trying to focus on the middle, or more precisely, the front of the entire cavalry line.

The boy hole of the young knight shrank suddenly.

Arthur Hereid rode a pure white warhorse, laughing and galloping toward the defensive line; the howling wind rolled up his golden curls and the dragon cape on his shoulders, like a golden lion chasing prey on the grassland .

Soon, the blond knight galloping on his horse focused on the 13-star ring flag at the forefront of the front line, and a pair of stars on his excited cheeks suddenly lit up.

He stepped on the saddle, slowly supported his body and stood up on the horseback, holding the reins in one hand, raising the cavalry spear in the other, and gradually accelerated, surpassing the cuirassiers behind him.

So in the middle of the battlefield where the cannonballs were raining like a rain, the two troops stared at the windy figure in stunned eyes. They quickly shuttled between the explosive flames and thick smoke, while running wildly and shouting something, being surrounded by the surrounding people. The roar and screeching submerged.

But holding up the binoculars, Louis, who was completely stunned, heard it—more precisely, he saw it from the mouth of that crazy guy.

He was shouting, shouting in excitement like no one else was around:

"Louis! Louis Bernard... here I come!"

"I'm here to find you-!!"

Chapter end