I Will Be The Crowned King

Midnight, 10:30, Eagle Point City Fortress, South City Wall.

"The soldiers are ready."

At the top of the tower where the cold wind is whistling, the commander of the fortress with a solemn expression said solemnly to Buller Mathias:

"According to your request, 1,500 soldiers, equipped with four grenades, Borne rifles, all soldiers and generals are also all... carefully selected from among the nobles who were unfortunately defeated in the confrontation with Clovis. "

Facing the noble Iser pure-blood knight, and also the inheritor of the six most noble families, the fortress commander who is just an ordinary "half-blood" noble has to make his words more euphemistic.

Although the opponent was beaten by the enemy and lost his armor and armor, his military rank was not as good as his own defeated general.

"Thank you."

The expressionless Buhler Mathias did not turn his head, his eyes were always looking at the pitch-black hills and wilderness in the distance.

Under the dimly lit starry sky, you can vaguely see the **** unicorn battle flags in the valleys, countless trenches, fences, artillery forts... and tens of thousands of Clovis soldiers lurking in them.

"According to the observation post's speculation, the camp on the enemy's hillside should be used to deter the fortress of Eagle Point City, so as to provide fire support for the attacking army during the siege - although we really don't know how they carried a large number of The artillery can quietly appear behind us."

The commander of the fortress pointed to the opposite side, and explained to the elven knight with a little humility: "In the middle of the road, except for a camp that is almost the size of a reinforced infantry regiment, there is not much defense force."

"So my suggestion is to force a breakthrough from the middle road. The main force of the enemy is all on the hillside, and there is no support at all in a short time."

"If you're lucky, you should be able to tear through the defense line, capture it alive, and even kill the despicable villain who made you suffer a great shame... Anson Bach!"

When the commander of the fortress said the name, the eyes of the elf knight instantly became much sharper.

Just a few hours ago, when Buller Mathias and another elf noble announced that Anson "surrender within forty-eight hours, or you will be at your own risk" at the military conference in Eagle Point, the audience was in an uproar.

Many of the elf reinforcement generals who had been defeated immediately jumped into a frenzy, shouting angrily, "The arrogant Anson Bach has no troops at all, he is completely bluffing" to intimidate the fortress, and shouted "The whole army is attacking, show him a good look"!

This momentum developed to the end, and it was proposed by Bühler Mathias, who was "humiliated twice by Anson", to organize an outpost with the size of two infantry regiments to launch a night attack to "find out Anson Bach's False and real"; and if given the opportunity, "kill it in one fell swoop".

His proposal was immediately proposed by all the generals of the reinforcements, and even many officers of the former defenders agreed; now Eagle Point City is besieged from all sides and cut off from all support, even a slight change in the situation can restore morale Not a lot.

The only fortress commander who has some doubts about this matter wants to stop it. After all, Eagle Horn City, which is being attacked by the Southern Legion, has suffered heavy casualties. The 1,500 elite soldiers are already equivalent to a quarter of the combat power, so they cannot be careless. .

But with the support of many generals, especially the "pure-blood" noble generals, he, the commander of the fortress, did not have much say and could only acquiesce.

And since the proposer was Bulle Mathias, he should also perform this task; the elf knight also did his part and took the initiative to stand up.

Under the light of the fire, the expressionless Buhler Mathias walked down the city wall, and 1,500 elven line infantry with guns and live ammunition were already waiting in battle under the side gate of the city wall.

All the officers and soldiers were carefully selected and followed his requirements exactly; every officer had worked with him and had a very close relationship; he remembered every soldier's face and even called out his name.

This is also for combat considerations... After all, a battle like a night attack that requires extremely high command and cooperation, if the soldier and the commander are not familiar with each other, it is no different from dying.

Looking at these elite soldiers, the elf knight raised his head, first nodded slightly to the fortress commander on the city wall, and then suddenly raised the flag he received from the flag officer over his head:

"Set off!"

"For Iser's glory—!!"

With the sound of chains and gears turning, the heavy gate slowly rose behind him.

The uneasy commander of the fortress held the city wall with both hands and watched as the 1,500 elite soldiers slowly walked out of the fortress and walked towards the silence of darkness.

Under the stars, Buller Mathias, who had left Eaglehorn City, finally showed a trace of nervousness.

Unlike humans, elves have very good night vision; even if there are only stars in the clear sky at midnight, elves soldiers can still see the unicorn battle flag flying on the hillside, shadowy, as if there are countless enemy camps in ambush.

But this did not make them feel at all relieved. The more they saw clearly, the more nervous they became, and they even slowed down their marching speed involuntarily.

At 11:10, the outpost army, which had been dawdling for nearly forty minutes, finally left the defensive radius of Eagle Point City and entered the firepower range of the "Ansen Bach Line of Defense".

However, the elf knights did not stop to observe, or let the soldiers change their formation, and the column that still maintained the normal marching scale slowly marched, and even slightly accelerated its speed.

"Are they really here?"

In the position of the Storm Corps in the Valley, Carl Bain, holding a pair of binoculars, looked at the Iser elf army slowly moving towards this side of the wasteland, and his face was a little ugly:

"In the middle of the night, such an upright night attack, I'm afraid I'm not crazy..."

"Maybe he just wanted to try it out." An Sen, who had rum in one hand and canned beef in his hand, said absentmindedly:

"Don't worry, the storm regiment's positional construction is still under your supervision; it is backed by the hillside, with three intersecting firepower nets, and two cavalry artillery. If you want to escape, you will definitely have time to run behind - what have you to be afraid of?"

He said and pointed to Major Fabien, who was setting up a defense line on the opposite side. The other party was rushing over from the "artillery position" on the hillside with half a skirmisher company, and set up a sniper that would be convenient to kill the enemy officers after the war. point.

"Does this have anything to do with fear?" Carl rolled his eyes:

"Once you let them touch it, the firepower on our side will be exposed within thirty minutes at most - even a fool would know that the defender of Eagle Point City on the opposite side knows that your 'commander-in-chief' is just like a jerk, who can shoot There are less than 2,000 troops!"

"I would like to know, what are you going to rely on to capture Eagle Point City?!"

Perhaps because he was too excited, Carl's face was pale, and his body trembled involuntarily.

"Don't be afraid, Carl, don't be afraid."

Lisa, who was so sleepy on the side, was suddenly woken up. She crawled up holding the gun in a daze, and patted Carl's head with her small hand:

"Lisa will protect Anson and you, sleep in peace, don't be afraid."

However, this "consolation" did not seem to have the desired effect, and Carl Bain's expression became even more sad.

"Look... even Lisa is not afraid, what are you afraid of?" Anson smiled and put the canned meat and wine bottle aside, and held Lisa in his arms:

"Trust me, you can't go wrong."

"What do I believe in you?" Carl, who looked nervous, twitched the corners of his mouth:

"You gave us something to believe in you. You deliberately angered that pure-blood knight and went crazy at night - it doesn't matter if he dies or not, what can we get?!"

"Get a chance to capture Eagle Point City."

Anson suddenly turned serious.

"What?!"

Carl's expression was startled: "You...you didn't intend to kill them, and then drag our fake elf army into Eaglehorn City? You...how can I say...this is too..."

"Who said... I'm going to sneak into Eaglehorn City by sneak attack?"

Anson snorted lightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily under his serious expression—this was the first time Carl had not guessed his plan recently:

"As I said, I won't take the initiative to attack Eaglehorn City... What I want is for them to surrender obediently."

"That…"

"How far do you think this is from Commander Ludwig's position?"

"How far... should it be... not too far?" Carl frowned:

"and then?"

"Then if we shoot here, do you think Ludwig will be indifferent?" Anson said confidently:

"No, he certainly won't! Not only won't, he'll see this as the perfect time to attack Eagle Point - someone from his back has drawn Eagle Point's attention for him, Ludwig... he The whole army will definitely be overwhelmed, and seize this opportunity at all costs!"

"But on the other hand, because there was no preparation in advance, this must have been an extremely hasty attack... I estimate that it can take down all the outer fortresses, which is almost the limit; but for the defenders of Eagle Point City, this will It was an extremely difficult night."

"The outer strongholds were wiped out, at least one-fifth of the elite troops were wiped out, the supply lines were cut off, and they had to face attacks from both the north and the south at the same time... At this time, how much morale do you think they can hold on?"

"But, but if they just endure it!"

Carl twitched the corners of his mouth - although he also felt that Anson was right, he couldn't help but retort: ​​"The Iser Guards are on their way, and they can be here in forty-eight hours on a fast march!"

"Um…"

Anson pursed the corners of his mouth tightly and sighed - this is almost the most uncertain part of the entire plan, because it is hard to say how long Lieutenant Colonel Roman can last, after experiencing Fort Thunder and several months of "social beating" Louis Will Bernard be more practical than before.

Pinning hopes on uncertain factors is too risky, and it is not in line with the habit of a former copywriter; but there is no way, he has too few cards in his hand now, he can only seize every possible window of opportunity .

Even if you know that there is a high chance of failure, you must try it, otherwise you will never have a chance.

"Well, although I didn't mean to interrupt the conversation between the two of you, but..."

Fabian, who frowned, suddenly came over and coughed twice: "The enemy on the opposite side is already very close to us."

The expressions of the two were startled at the same time, and they looked up vigilantly—the elven outposts in a column formation were always approaching the front line of the storm regiment.

The front row skirmishers who were lying in the trenches raised their guns one after another, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

But the strange thing is that the elven outposts that are constantly approaching the forward position have not been deployed, and they still maintain a fast advancing column formation, and even their weapons have not been removed from their shoulders.

As if they didn't see the fences and trenches that were already in front of them, they continued to advance slowly and looked ahead.

At 11:35, the elven outpost had completely entered the Storm Corps position.

The nervous Carl stretched out and held his breath involuntarily.

From here, the enemy has completely entered the firepower range of the storm group, and there are mountains, woods and wilderness behind them, and it is difficult to see the battlefield from the position of Eagle Point City.

In other words, even if all these enemies were killed, the defenders of Eaglehorn City would not know what happened.

"What did they think?" Carl turned his head nervously, staring at Anson with nervous eyes:

"Would you like to do it? If you do it now, none of these elves can escape..."

"Quiet!" Anson shouted in a deep voice.

Carl immediately covered his mouth, and Lisa, who had woken up for some unknown reason, stole the canned beef, quickly closed her mouth, blushing and desperately trying to swallow the beef in her mouth.

The outpost of the Iser Elf was still advancing, and the neat footsteps were incomparably clear at midnight; the soldiers in the front row of the trenches could even vaguely see the appearance of the enemy.

One hundred and fifty meters, one hundred meters, fifty meters, thirty meters...

"Stand in place!"

The command sounded, and 1,500 elven line infantry stopped less than twenty meters away from the defense line.

The bugle continued to sound like a relay, and the long and narrow column changed its formation in front of the line of defense, from a column to a horizontal line with the same width as the line of defense.

The suspicious Clovis soldiers tensed up, staring at the enemy who was about to reach them, anxiously waiting for the order to shoot.

But An Sen hadn't ordered yet, looking at the neat army formation in front of him with an indifferent expression, as if he had vaguely guessed something and waited patiently.

The next moment, Bull Mathias, who was holding the golden ring of order flag, suddenly walked out of the back row of the queue, crossed the last twenty meters without fear, and stood directly in front of the fence.

Forced to remain calm, the elf knight who was actually extremely nervous tried his best to make himself stand up straight. From his line of sight, he could already see three firepower nets ambush in the narrow road, and the guns were densely aimed at him.

He glanced at Eagle Point City behind him, slowly retracted his gaze, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly to the rear of the storm regiment's defense line:

"I am a pure-blood knight of the royal court of Iser, Bull Mathias."

"According to the previous agreement with the respected commander of the Southern Legion, Lord Anson Bach, I came here specially to bring Eagle Point City..."

"Hands up!"