I Will Be The Crowned King

After sending away the novelist who had caused him countless troubles, Anson, who was finally relieved, did not stay at the train station any more; he turned and left, stopped a taxi just passing by outside the station, and headed to his real destination today.

Temporary barracks of the Southern Corps.

This was originally the site of the Guards. After it was forcibly disbanded by the Privy Council, almost all the outposts and garrison were placed under the name of the newly established Clovis Police Department, and this well-equipped barracks was also given over to Ludwig's Thunderfort levy is now a temporary home for the Southern Legion again.

The entire barracks has complete facilities, not only the camping area for soldiers and officers is well-structured, but also has standardized parapets, artillery bases, trenches and peripheral fortifications. It is like a medium-sized semi-permanent fortress and is spectacular.

The only fly in the ointment was that the gate of the barracks and several surrounding walls showed signs of being burned and damaged again; after asking a little about the sentry on guard, Anson knew that it was left on the day of the riot.

At that time, the violent riot had spread to most of the city, but the hundreds of guards who stayed in the barracks were unaware of it, and it was not until thousands of thugs poured into the barracks that they remembered to resist.

By the time Ludwig brought the levy to the end, these hundreds of people had already exhausted their resources to the point of relying on the arsenal for final resistance; Ludwig, who was blocked by the gate, found it troublesome, and simply called in artillery to directly close the gate. Boom.

"However, the luck of this gang is not bad, there is Major General Ludwig and us to help them clean up this mess; if the thugs rob the 24-pounder in the arsenal again, let's bombard Oss The Royal Palace of Tria', that's the big fun, hahahahaha..."

The sentinel said with a look of schadenfreude. From his hearty laughter, it was not difficult to see how much resentment these conscript soldiers had for the guards who were able to make a fortune in the rear without fighting. shoot.

Passing through the main gate, An Sen appeared in front of a rather wide square, with dozens of large and small artillery pieces of different styles arranged in several rows according to their respective models and categories; Stacked like a mountain of luggage boxes, the entire square is filled to the brim.

"After receiving the support of the Privy Council and the Army, and collecting donations from many nobles and wealthy businessmen, the entire Southern Legion has complete supplies and a sufficient budget. The logistics that have been fully paid are enough for 20,000 to 30,000 people to carry out a game. A war that lasts from three months to half a year!"

Almost as soon as he saw An Sen coming in, the young secretary Alan Dawn, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately followed and introduced An Sen as he walked.

Although not an officer or even a military background, Alan Dawn was appointed by Anson as his logistics director, responsible for all the revenue and expenditure and daily operations of his three infantry regiments.

This moved the young clerk who had just experienced the "Lund Manor Drunken Incident" greatly. For the first time, he thought that he was going to be driven back to the monastery again. Inventory these various sources of supplies.

"The first is heavy weapons. The entire Southern Corps has a total of sixty cannons, including fifteen six-pounder light field guns, twenty twelve-pounders, and twenty-five howitzers."

"The artillery pieces were divided into eight batteries of artillery, three of which were mounted according to the imperial military system, and were equipped with a total of four hundred heavy carriages for the transport and loading of ammunition; in the event of loss of logistics, the ammunition Three hundred and six rounds per gun can be supplied."

Anson nodded, although it sounds a little exaggerated, but for Ludwig, who came from an artillery background and has an almost blind faith in artillery, this number is not surprising at all.

"Infantry's equipment is relatively messy, including but not limited to rifles, uniforms, backpacks, additional weapons and spare tools, etc.; but if it is integrated into individual soldier equipment, it will be easier to calculate." So fast that afterimages appeared:

"In addition to what was already in place before the original integration, Major General Ludwig purchased about three additional infantry regiments of grenadier equipment, as well as a thousand new Borne rifles for arming skirmishers."

"Why a Borne rifle?"

Anson looked confused. Although this gun was good, it was expensive to make. It would be too uneconomical to use it as skirmisher equipment.

"Because the Borne family donated 15,000 gold coins to the Southern Legion, and it was in cash." The little secretary said truthfully:

"Then they also loaned thirty thousand gold coins from Clovis Cathedral to expand production."

Anson: "...continue."

"There is nothing special to mention about the rest, 20,000 tons of various staple foods, 20,000 tons of meat products, 30,000 tons of canned food, wine, and non-staple food, as well as spare uniform shirts, shoes and hats, which are used to pay soldiers' monthly salaries. The cash box..."

The little clerk pointed to the box not far away that was filled with half a square and said, "All of them are investments and donations from the upper classes and all walks of life to the Southern Legion."

"This is only the first batch. There are at least three or four batches of materials in the same amount on the list. According to our calculations, the Southern Army will not need to mobilize materials from the logistics supply line until after the capture of Eagle Point City."

The capture of Eagle Point City... Are the logistics supplies so abundant? !

The unbelievable Anson's expression was stunned, but he was relieved when he thought that the entire Southern Legion was a conscription.

Unlike the regular army of the Kingdom, which has a unified material allocation, the levy army is often used as cannon fodder in the Clovis military system to be charged and emergency. At times, officers have to pay out of their own pockets so that the entire army will not collapse.

Correspondingly, as compensation, any officer who pays to contract a levy—usually a regiment of infantry—gets a high quota of booty in a firefight, and if dispatched to harass and pillage on enemy territory, There is also no need to hand over loot.

In other words, if the commander of a levy army, if he can pull in enough investment to keep losses and casualties within a certain range, then not only will he not lose money, but he will even be able to make profits from the army he contracted for. !

This is also the reason why the Southern Legion can get so much investment... In the entire Clovis Kingdom, from top to bottom, no one would think that Ludwig would be defeated by the Isel elves; the investment of tens of thousands of tons of materials and how? As long as you can capture Eagle Horn City and sweep the Southern Seven Cities Alliance, you can get a dozen or even dozens of times the return!

"How much can we get these supplies?"

Seeing that there were more than 40,000 people in front of him with more than enough supplies and equipment, Anson asked a little excitedly.

"Uh... this..." The little secretary's expression suddenly froze:

"Basically... basically none."

"What?"

An Sen was stunned: "What is basically nothing?"

"It's me. All the supplies here are for Major General Ludwig and his troops, not for us."

The little secretary raised his right hand in embarrassment and pointed his finger straight ahead: "The materials allocated to us are all in the warehouse opposite."

Suddenly, Anson, who had a bad premonition, raised his head and looked in the direction he pointed: a small warehouse covered with moss appeared at the end of his line of sight, and it was also covered with crows.

Anson, who had just been excited, gradually lost his smile on his face.

………………

"Don't blame Major General Ludwig, it shouldn't have anything to do with him."

In the musty-smelling warehouse, Carl Bain, who was sitting on the luggage box, comforted Anson in a tone that he didn't believe.

Behind the two of them was a whole warehouse full of supplies, ranging from rifles to all kinds of baggage, enough to supply the three infantry regiments for one to two months.

If Anson saw these supplies before, he might have been happy for a while, but this time he didn't deal with himself like he did at Thunder Fort; but after seeing the mountains of things on the barracks square, he can't laugh now. come out.

"Although the Army and various newspapers claim to be an army of 30,000 people, it is not difficult to find out the true strength and strategic deployment of the Southern Army with a little channel." Carl Bain explained with a look of course:

"In this case, those nobles and wealthy businessmen will definitely only invest in Major General Ludwig, who is in charge of the main battlefield; who would think too much money, sponsor us who want to bypass the enemy's rear, maybe they will be wiped out on the snow-capped mountains. Army!"

makes sense……

An Sen nodded with a depressed face, but was still unwilling: "Isn't there even a person who is willing to sponsor and invest in us?!"

"Well... wait a minute, I'll look for it."

Carl picked up the list and searched for a while, and suddenly his expression changed: "Ah, there really is one."

"Someone invested us almost five thousand gold coins in the military, plus a thousand coats and boots!"

"Who is it?!" An Sen's eyes lit up.

"Sophia Franz."

Carl Bain laughed even more happily than Anson: "Your investor and fiancee!"

Anson Bach: "..."

Karl, who jumped off the wooden box, skillfully kicked the box on the ground, took out two rums from it, and threw one of the bottles to Anson.

"To be honest, I really don't understand what you have to worry about." Carl took a sip directly into the bottle:

"That's the daughter of the Archbishop! You've been the head of the security forces in the cathedral in the capital for more than two months, and you've had countless opportunities to interact with her, so why didn't you take her..."

"How's the situation in the army!"

Before regretting bringing the old ** back, Anson immediately changed the subject.

"Pretty good."

Carl Bain responded "hehehe" with a meaningful smile on his face:

"This time, Major General Ludwig is very generous and didn't cheat you. Although the two infantry regiments sent here are not the elites of the previous levy—in other words, there seems to be no such thing as an elite in our levy—but they are relatively The troops that can fight and are willing to obey the command can only be said to be roughly full.”

"In addition to the storm regiment in your hand, the total strength of our side is almost 2,000, which is equivalent to one-fourth to one-fifth of the main force of the regiment."

"The equipment is mainly 70% or 80% of the new Leopold and Leiden rifles, plus 15 light artillery pieces - considering that we are still over the Dawn Ice Peak, these artillery pieces are actually a bit too much, it is better to replace them with some more convenient to carry. Light weapons and food are cheaper."

Putting the wine bottle on the ground, Karl, who suddenly looked terrified, reminded as if thinking of something:

"By the way, we have to quickly plan the next marching route and logistics supply line-although they are all going south, Major General Ludwig's destination is Eagle Point City, and we are going to climb the snowy mountains."

"In case the army is completely prepared according to the supply line of the main force of the southern legion, without logistics, more than two thousand of us would really starve to death on the snowy mountains!"

Yes, this is also a trouble to be solved as soon as possible... Anson sighed.

Because others have been worrying about this for me, I have not seriously considered this issue for a long time; in fact, for an army, the most intense battle is not the most important thing, how to put an army into a lack of supplies, Areas with difficult terrain and still maintaining vigorous vitality and combat effectiveness are the most troublesome things for all officers.

"Ellen." Anson turned to look at his little secretary:

"Help me see what time Major General Ludwig is free tomorrow. I have to talk to him about the supply line."

Since he is the deputy commander of the southern legion, he is also qualified to participate in the internal affairs of the legion despite the serious water injection. It is reasonable to discuss with the commander-in-chief to divide a part of the logistics of the legion's main force and establish a second supply line. matter.

"Major General Ludwig has already arranged for someone to instruct this before." The little secretary immediately said:

"There will be a banquet tomorrow at the Royal Palace of Osteria. The Major General said that he will discuss with you at the banquet how to communicate between the two armies and the establishment of supply lines."

"Banquet, what banquet?"

An Sen was at a loss, why didn't he even hear any news, and wouldn't the legion be officially launched tomorrow?

"It was a farewell banquet prepared for Major General Ludwig. In addition to the royal family, all the people present were members of the Privy Council, high-ranking army officers, and many noble families."

The little clerk explained that he answered the question of why someone did not receive the invitation by the way.

"The start date has been changed to the 15th, and there will be a royal family's out-of-city ceremony—of course, only the major general himself plus two elite infantry and artillery regiments will attend the ceremony, and the rest of the troops will wait outside the city ahead of time. "

"What about us?"

"The notice didn't mention us." The little secretary shook his head:

"Probably means that we can start tomorrow or the day after tomorrow... Of course~www.wuxiamtl.com~ This is just my guess."

It's really an undisguised distinction. Is this the difference between potential stocks and junk stocks... An Sen's mouth twitched.

"Alan, I remember you said before that you were involved in the entire inventory of the materials, right?"

"Uh, that's right."

The little secretary nodded and looked at An Sen with a blank expression: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered our Major General Ludwig, who seemed to have promised me something before..."

In the musty-smelling warehouse, the secretary and Carl looked at the meaningful smile that suddenly appeared on Anson's face, with different expressions.

The only difference is that a seasoned lieutenant has come to appreciate this look.

Anson Bach, you are low...

What bad idea came up again?