MTL - I Will Be The Crowned King-Chapter 43 Battle of Thunder Fort

In the dark moonless midnight, the grenadier regiment, facing the cold wind and torrential rain, marched along the muddy road towards Oak Town.

The situation... can be said to be extremely bad.

Roman, who was riding on a horse, followed closely to the right of the queue, and there was a hint of worry under his icy face wet by the rain.

Although he knew that the overnight action would definitely not be easy, he still decided to set off against the storm, trying to get to Oak Town as soon as possible and restore order as quickly as possible.

Although relying on a sufficient number of rain gear can keep the soldiers from marching wet, the impact of the heavy rain on the road conditions is serious enough-almost days of heavy rain washed away all the road signs. , the already muddy road is even more rugged, making the march in a queue extremely difficult.

Coupled with the poor visibility at night... From the time of departure to the present, the entire grenadier regiment has not completed one-tenth of the distance, almost half of the original plan!

"Lieutenant Colonel Roman!"

The eager shouting made Romain tighten the reins and look behind him; a scout cavalry dashed along the side of the queue with a torch in his forehand, and didn't stop until he reached him.

"By the commander of the Levy Force of Thundercastle, Brigadier General Ludwig Franz - suspend the order of the Grenadiers to go to Oak Town, and return to the original road immediately!"

"what?!"

Roman, who was shocked, immediately gestured behind him. After a few bugles, the marching team stopped.

"Brigadier General him... entrust me with a word for you..."

The anxious cavalry approached Roman and said in a lowered voice:

"If something goes wrong, he must issue a siege order for Thundercastle tonight; but it is also very important to calm down the turmoil in Oak Town as soon as possible, so Lieutenant Colonel Roman please judge for yourself, if you think..."

"when it start?"

Before waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Roman with fierce eyes said eagerly: "I'm asking you, what time does the siege operation start?!"

The cavalry was slightly startled: "Uh...it's exactly one o'clock in the morning!"

With a somewhat ugly expression, Roman took out his pocket watch, and with the torches in the hands of the cavalry, under the flickering firelight in the rainstorm, the number on the dial just stopped at ten thirty.

"Grenadiers, all of them - turn back!"

The moment he made the decision, Roman, who threw away his pocket watch, took the torch from the cavalry directly, raised the fire in his hand high, and drove his horse towards the direction of Thunder Fort:

"The back team becomes the front team, and advance to Thunder Fort!"

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In the thunderstorm fortress in the rainstorm, the battle is gradually entering the white-hot stage.

The defensive system built by the imperial defenders hurriedly leaning on the parapet and the fence was smashed into a mess after being charged by the levies, and was on the verge of collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The line of defense formed in a hurry was quickly crushed by the levies that were three or four times their number. The soldiers of the levy who relied on the superior number of levies faced casualties that they could never bear on weekdays, and took advantage of the empire in the smoke of gunfire. The defense line of the defenders was not yet stable, and they rushed into the defense line in a chaotic swarm, turning the offensive and defensive battle into a downright melee.

The artillerymen who discovered the enemy's situation on the city wall, in the hoarse shouts of the officers and artillery commanders, aimed light artillery at the city.

Looking under the dark city wall, they didn't know where the enemy was, and they had to beware of the artillery fire behind the besieging positions, and the levy soldiers who didn't know when they would rush to the city wall, so they could only fire in the direction of someone by feeling.

Amidst the roar of artillery fire, shrapnel shells exploded above the Thunder Fort; countless small lead bullets were splashed on the crowd along with the rainstorm, and the plundered place was full of flesh and blood, stumps everywhere, and screams and mourning continued. The crowd stirred.

As for whether it was the enemy or their own who were hit by the artillery... Whether it was the artillery or their officers, they really couldn't think too much about it. They just mechanically controlled the artillery and fired at the preset enemy's attack position.

Under such an indiscriminate blow, the levy's offensive momentum was slightly curbed, but the artillery shells that fell from the sky also blew many fortifications to pieces; the originally narrow passage became more open, and even cleared the way for the rear row.

Seeing that the vanguard army opened the gap so quickly, the levy officers who had planned to "waving the flag and shouting" at the back saw the opportunity and blew their charge horns to let their troops rush into the gap.

With the influx of a new round of levies from the city gate gap, the internal defense line of the entire fortress has also changed from being on the verge of collapse to four or five divisions. times more levies.

Although under the command of the knight officers, the morale of the imperial soldiers broke out completely different from usual; this does not hide that they have not received much shooting training in essence, and they do not know how to deal with emergencies.

If it is said that in the anti-shooting stage, these imperial soldiers can barely fight back and forth; when they fall into melee and hand-to-hand combat, the rigid and rigid line tactics immediately expose their shortcomings.

However, the recruits of the attackers are also mostly recruits who have only been trained for three months and can only pretend to be in the salvo and charge stages. They have not received much hand-to-hand combat training at all, and their level is as inferior as the imperial soldiers. The number of people and night battles only gained a little advantage.

It is precisely because of this that the imperial soldiers who were retreating in retreat were able to maintain the front line, instead of being like the besieged position that had been raided before, the entire line was collapsed in one round of impact, and the entire line of defense was destroyed.

When the defensive line fell one after another, the advantage of the number of levies on the attackers began to become increasingly prominent, and the imperial defenders, who were forced into hand-to-hand combat, became more and more difficult to stop the chaotic group charge;

Relying on the superiority of troops, the conscript soldiers, without their own awareness, successfully extended the battle to the inside of the fortress, further attacking the possibility of the imperial defenders realigning their fronts, and further spreading the scope of the melee into the fortress. every corner.

But just this sudden "sap" is not enough to completely defeat the imperial defenders - the advantages and disadvantages of torrential rain and night battles are fair to both sides, and the imperial soldiers who do not know the casualties and the situation are also swearing to persevere. On the ground, resisting steadily.

Soldiers on both sides surrounded a parapet, a fence, and even a light artillery piece of artillery in small-scale battles; bayonets were used when they were out of bullets, butts were used when bayonets were broken, and guns were used when the gun fell. Sabre~www.novelbuddy.com~ Use fists, boots, teeth... with everything they can find, to kill guys who look similar to them, wear similar clothes, and only have different colors.

In the entire fortress, it is impossible to tell which is the front line and which is the stable rear; there are people fighting, shooting, killing, wailing, and dying in every corner!

The roaring artillery sound was still surging around the siege position, and the gunpowder smoke shrouded the artillery base was so thick that the gunners could not aim at all. More than in the barrel.

Standing in the thick smoke, Ludwig stared at the battlefield in the distance with his hands behind his back, as if he could not feel the temperature of the hot gun barrels beside him.

"what time is it?"

"Report, it's exactly 2:11 in the morning!"

The herald standing behind him resisted the urge to cough and said loudly.

In other words, has an entire hour passed since the war started?

Taking advantage of the night battle and the sudden attack of the rainstorm, the levy seems to have won a good start, but it is far from the point of determining the outcome - the enemy has not completely collapsed, and there is still a possibility of a comeback.

Looking at the tragic offensive and defensive battle in the distance, Ludwig finally understood the reason why Anson insisted and believed that Roman would definitely lead the grenadier regiment back.

At this point in the battle, it is meaningless to discuss tactics; investing in more reserves at the last moment before the enemy collapses is the only criterion for victory!

Ludwig, who was silent for a moment, made a decision:

"The order—at 3:10, the cavalry company, the artillery company, and all the reserves are ready for battle and launch a general attack on Fort Thunder!"

"Yes!"