I Will Be The Crowned King Chapter 437

The latest website: "It's not stupid, but they have only one choice." Anson shook his head slightly, defending as if speaking for the enemy:

"In fact, for almost the vast majority of the army, this is their only choice. Because of geographical factors, the difficulty of supply and the quality of the army, it is necessary to gather all the elite and non-elite armies and gather them in a certain location. A decisive battle on the battlefield is the only way to win."

"The same is true for Boley Levent. He probably also thinks that those scattered parts are just our wandering soldiers. There must be a 'real main force' assembled near or in Straw Town, ready to ambush.' They're on the go... We've talked about this before."

Did you talk about it? The adjutant twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and his overconfidence in someone had basically gone numb, so there was only one question left: "What if they don't fall for it?"

Looking at Carl Bain, who was always more cautious than himself, or was equally afraid of death, Anson leaned back slightly, deliberately showing an expression that thought for half a second: "My dear chief of staff, when the plan reached this point, it was already It has nothing to do with them being fooled."

"The fact is that regardless of the Empire, Clovis or the vast majority of the armies we know, the only way they know how to use their full strength in combat, or their instinctive reaction when encountering an enemy situation, is to quickly gather with the surrounding friendly forces, select the battlefield, and seize the Take the lead and start a decisive battle.”

"If you don't do this, you will deny the fighting style you are used to or are good at, and the result will be a complete loss of the ability to fight. They dare not do it, let alone do it, because the risk is too high."

"This result has been determined from the moment the Bolei Legion chose to attack." Anson looked at Karl calmly: "The enemy has a numerical advantage. If you want to win with inferior troops, you must avoid the direction they are good at— Either get rid of the enemies one by one before they're all assembled, or expand the battlefield, move quickly with the smallest combat units, don't give them a chance to surround us, and then..."

"Jump out of the battlefield set up by the enemy and let them misjudge the position of our army." Carl frowned slightly.

"Continue to draw in small units, mobilize the enemy, disrupt their supply lines, and keep them on the run."

An Sen spread his hands: "After introducing the enemy into the real ambush point we set up..."

"Destroyed layer by layer." Carl raised his brows.

An Sen clenched his hands tightly: "Total annihilation!"

Although it's easy to say, it's not as simple as it seems; it's just a matter of turning an army that was originally a whole into a fragmented individual, and all of them have the ability to carry out military operations independently. , that is, the huge pressure on the quality of officers and the obedience of soldiers, but also have skilled rapid maneuvering, rich experience in fighting in motion.

Whether it uses a small number of cavalry and artillery as the core of the battle, and uses infantry as cannon fodder for the imperial army, or infinitely squeezes the infantry and queues up to shoot the Clovis Royal Army, which accounts for 99% of the battle, an army can do this. Only a few.

But the Storm Legion is different.

From the original Storm Corps to the current standing army, the Storm Corps has accumulated a lot of experience in fast and maneuverable combat. It has always been not seeking to win, but to run fast; as long as the enemy can't catch up and can't find me, then can never lose.

And the independent operations of small units have never been about who has more arms - less number is meaningless - whose firepower is stronger - no matter how strong you are, the ammunition you can carry is limited - not even the quality level of soldiers and officers - of course This is also very important.

In Anson's view, the two sides are actually competing on two points: the ratio of officers to soldiers, and the ability to adapt to the battlefield.

The smaller the unit fights, the higher the flexibility and understanding of the battlefield command. The more officers there are, the more complex commands can be executed; , in the opponent's blind spot.

In both respects, the Storm Legion has an advantage over the opposing Crusaders—this is the main reason why Anson dares to take risks, plus his fields and abilities that can accurately cover half of the colony.

To put it more bluntly, the jihadist army on the other side used New World's "use of illegal plug-ins" - the old **** faction - to deceive more and less, and felt that New World was at a disadvantage, and would never use it until the last resort; An Sen directly Laughing to the point of being paralyzed, he started driving it at the beginning, and it was very high-level.

You think that the enemy only uses perspective, but you may even modify the scene, and even the server is his.

Confidently raising the corner of his mouth slightly, Anson glanced at Carl, who was still looking down at the battle report, and suddenly asked, "What date is it today?"

"Number sixteen." The adjutant raised his head instinctively and raised his brows for a while:

"Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

"Nothing." Anson shrugged:

"It just occurred to me that if Boley Levent is as shrewd as Bernard describes him, he's probably about to sense something is wrong."

"Not right?"

With blood all over his face, the knight Levant turned his head, wiped the flesh on the knife with his armpit, and kicked the corpse of the shooting soldier to the ground: "What are you talking about, Legion Commander, haven't we been winning all the time? ?"

As he spoke, the knight raised his knife and pointed to the **** and **** battlefield in front of him: Between the ups and downs, the corpses of the dusty shooting soldiers were laid on top of each other, and the blood made the already muddy land more difficult. Tongtong, every fallen figure looked so hideous, as if they had suffered unimaginable pain when they died.

Looking down from the sky, there are at least a hundred bodies of the soldiers of the shooting army, and there are only a dozen or so soldiers of the Mujahideen Empire in blue and white uniforms. The victory and defeat are clear at a glance.

The imperial cavalry in the distance had stopped chasing, laughing and watching the routed soldiers fleeing in embarrassment, deliberately leading them to escape along the road, so as to leave traces of follow-up.

Soldiers who havetily collected loot piled broken rifles and thirteen-star ringed flags into a bonfire and lit it. The raging fire spewed a thick black smoke column that shot into the sky, enough for people more than ten kilometers away to see clearly.

Everyone's operations are so skilled that they seem to have done it no less than ten times - because they have done it, and definitely more than ten times.

It is precisely because of this that the knight of the Levant family has this question; in his eyes, the Crusaders are clearly under the leadership of the legion commander and his cousin, from one victory to another victory, and almost certain. Will win the final victory, make the whole jihadist army look up and down, where can there be something wrong?

But Boley Levent just frowned and didn't want to explain.

He actually doesn't know what the problem is. He simply thinks that he is very lucky. He can always run into a shooting army with low combat effectiveness and lack of command and response. All of them really showed great flexibility in Heijiao Port and responded quickly with firepower. The main force of the ferocious Storm Legion had all "accidentally" missed with him.

This group of people ran faster than rabbits, as if they had deliberately released a signal to frighten this group of pagans, and it became their stimulant. As soon as they saw their marching trail, they immediately disappeared at the speed of light, and even the traces behind them disappeared. Do not stay, one faction will definitely not cause trouble to the jihadist army.

If there are only one or two, two or three times, then you can explain with high emotional intelligence that the enemy on the opposite side has a deep understanding of the strength of the enemy and us, and does not make meaningless struggles; but the situation is too frequent, and Borre Levant can only think with low emotional intelligence. The Clovis people on the opposite side are not planning to use the slave army of the indigenous people to consume their own ammunition, right?

Having said that, the tactic of encircling and suppressing his own superior forces is really not small. If Anson Bach on the opposite side is really shameless and has no bottom line, it would indeed be a bit of a headache.

Especially in the face of this group of indigenous warriors who don't like to fire, like to swing their axe up to chop, and the level of arrogance is extremely high, the price of using cold weapons is too heavy, if the jihadist army has dozens of them in every battle. Soldiers lacking arms and legs are more cost-effective.

As for why there are not enough Storm Legion main forces... it can only be because the enemy has assembled the main forces in the rear, ready to ambush himself once and for all.

"Have the cavalry sent to Straw Town to search for the enemy come back?" Boley Levant said solemnly:

"It's been two days since the Xiaolu armed reconnaissance of the troops in Huixue Town, and there's no news at all? Also... and Lord Wuying, is there any news about the actions of the Knights of Judgment?"

"Uh this... this is really not!"

The knight who scratched his head desperately didn't dare to neglect, but he didn't dare to lie: "Since we set off, no one has known any news about Lord Wuying; the only thing is the words he said when he left."

"Which one?"

"Anson Bach is the target designated by the Holy See." The knight said: "The Holy See specifically designated two targets that must be captured when it issued the order, and he is also one of them."

capture?

Bo Lei's expression was a little weird. He seriously recalled the information he had obtained, but he really couldn't figure out the value of a Clovis officer being captured alive.

Even if he wants to be captured alive, it should be at the level of Lord Louis Bernard... He twitched his throat, glanced at the soldiers who were still busy around him, and carefully leaned over to the knight's side and said, "The other one, isn't it Bell? The young master of the Na family?"

"I don't know, but it's definitely not him!"

"You don't know, how can you be so sure?"

"Because Lord Wuying also made it clear that if Sir Louis is captured by the Crusaders, the Holy See will not interfere; but if it falls into the hands of the Knights of Judgment, it will never be left alive." The knight said nervously:

"I don't know the specifics, but it seems to be because Sir Louis hid a fugitive from the Old God faction of the Knights, and condoned the latter to appear in front of the outside world many times, making the Knights of Judgment extremely dissatisfied and forcibly removed from the Holy See. I'm going to come to collect the money, and I don't care whether the heir of the Grand Duchy of Adelaide lives or dies!"

"Isn't life and death... that serious?"

"It's more than that. When we asked Lord Wuying, he took out a notepad similar to a list from his body and glanced at it before telling us." The knight twitched his throat, and his body suddenly jerked. :

"I peeked a few times, and the name on it has at least three or three digits!"

"Fugitives from the Inquisition, targets of the Knights of Judgment, organizations suspected of heresy, remnants of the Universal Sect, organizations and families of the old gods... All kinds of names, the Knights of Judgment is not to spread doctrine, but to spread the word. Killing is here!"

"Anson Bach, his name and the other one are marked with red handwriting alone, and it says that they must be captured alive; as for the second name... The lord turned it so fast that it was too late to see clearly."

"But like, like a woman's name, uh, just like!"

It turned out to be like this... Bo Lei was stunned. He thought that his current opponent was a target even the Holy See named him to be captured alive, and he instantly became nervous.

But in the next second, he suddenly relaxed a lot - since the opponent is someone who must be captured by name and surname, and his military action is equivalent to cooperating with the actions of the ruling knights and the Holy See, then it must only succeed, not fail. of.

So I don't have to worry about Anson Bach's life or death at all, he is definitely finished; all that needs to be considered is how to effectively defeat, and even wipe out his Storm Army and Shooting Army.

The key lies in whether he can seize the opportunity to defeat the group of Clovis people who are overpowering before and after Anson Bach's arrest, so as to ensure that the actions of the ruling knights will not be affected.

Thinking about it this way, Bolly Levant, who was still confused just now, suddenly regained his confidence, and the speed was so fast that the knight Levant beside him was startled, almost thinking that the uncle's army commander was overly frightened, and his mind was out of control. So normal.

"Legion Commander... Legion Commander... Uncle Bo Lei Tang... Bo Lei Tang..."

"Send the messengers immediately, UU read www.uukanshu.com to inform the thousands of troops and half divisions scattered in various places to start the next stage of operations immediately, assemble and advance!" Boley Levant raised his hand to interrupt the knight cautiously The call of the high-spirited right hand raised upwards:

"Tell them that there is no need to send messengers to communicate with me. I really can't find an army that can be easily assembled with each other, and just move forward at full speed; officers who use any excuse to neglect or delay the speed of the march, regardless of their status, are of the same level or even the next level. Officers can be executed, and they will be replaced in order!"

"As ordered!"

Knight Levant shouted loudly, but after a second he suddenly felt that something was wrong, he turned his head and turned back: "Legion Commander, where are we going to attack?"

"Straw Town!" Boley Levant fell with his right hand, his eyes confident:

"Tell the soldiers that the Ring of Order awaits us in Strawtown, and will grant the warriors who fought for him a meaningful victory!"

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