I Will Be The Crowned King

The cavalry roars!

Under the light of the golden-red sun wheel, five hundred cavalrymen maintained a charging cone formation on the narrow lane, and countless iron hooves tapped the dusty ground like war drums, rushing towards the back of the Imperial Guard Corps.

There was no warning, no warning, and no preparation... When the deafening roar sounded from behind, the five thousand Iser elves stationed in the south of Eagle Point even burst into small cheers-they thought reinforcements were coming. .

Of course, to a certain extent, they did not guess wrong. It was indeed reinforcements, but not their "reinforcements".

It wasn't until the rushing Thun knights suddenly started to accelerate after reaching 500 meters and charged towards the Guards, that they realized that "something is not right", and the soldiers of the Guards showed panic. look.

Because it was temporarily dispatched to take over the position, there was no time to build the fortifications in the lane where the five thousand Iser elves were garrisoned - trenches, parapets, fences, horse-rejection, trenches... There was nothing, and the entire position was completely safe.

In the absence of fortifications, what will happen to the infantry when they encounter the cavalry - even a fool can understand just by looking at the murderous cavalry behind him, attacking like a thunderbolt.

What's more, even if there are, these can't be placed behind the position!

Looking at the Thun cavalry swept in behind him, the Iser elf in the center of the road panicked.

This panic is like a plague and disease, "infected" from one elf to another; no matter how hoarse the officers and knights shouted and tried to maintain order, their equally pale and bloodless faces changed all words. became useless.

Eight hundred meters... The cavalry only took more than a minute to accelerate to charge, but this short one hundred seconds was as long as a century for the Guards.

Inside the headquarters, the anxious Louis Bernard dispatched all the messengers around him, and then ordered the artillery positions to fire signal bombs to the southern battlefield to warn... Sweaty palms clenched the handle of the knife tightly, closing his eyes and desperately trying to calm himself down.

Amid the panic, the Iser elves finally hurriedly organized nearly two infantry regiments, unfolding a thin three-row horizontal formation in the center of the passage, holding rifles with bayonets, at the urging of the officers. and beatings loaded with ammo.

"Three hundred - shoot!"

"boom--!!!!"

The thick milky gunpowder smoke instantly shrouded the eyes of the elves, and the gunshots of three rows of volleys sounded uninterruptedly; in the dense rain of bullets, the screams of the Thun cavalry and the neighing of the horses sounded, which made the officers feel at ease. smile.

But they couldn't be happy for too long... The next second, the neat lances tore through the smoke and slammed into the front row of the Iser Army.

"boom--!!!!"

The thunderous noise once again shocked everyone, but it was no longer the firing of the rifle, but the broken note of the lance—the melody that conquered Eaglehorn City two hundred years ago, and it played again on the Dawn Bingfeng two hundred years later. Below the lofty mountains.

As always!

In an instant, the three lines were completely smashed as if they had never existed before, and the panic-stricken formations fell into unstoppable chaos; the Thun cavalry whose spears were broken showed bloodthirsty smiles, as if entering a land of no one. The silver-plated sabers inlaid with pearls and gems constantly fluttered the silver light symbolizing death, and the stumps and blood were flying in the sky in the light of the sword.

Five thousand well-trained Iser elf soldiers were suddenly knocked down by hundreds of cavalrymen, and the entire position collapsed and disintegrated at a speed visible to the naked eye, like an avalanche.

Although well-trained elven soldiers and officers were desperately trying to organize new lines of defense, trying to intercept the charging Thun cavalry and rout of their comrades... but in the face of the galloping horses and the overly frightened rout in mass chaos, the small scale The stubborn resistance is meaningless at all.

The routed soldiers turned their heads desperately and ran wildly. They did not have the courage to point their weapons at the enemy, but they did not hesitate to open fire on their companions who stopped them.

When the last team of reservists who tried to supervise the battle, found that they were not only facing hundreds of enemies, but also thousands of fleeing companions, they also threw away their weapons and joined the fleeing team without hesitation.

Headquarters Louis Bernard held a telescope, gnashing his teeth and staring at the chaotic southern battlefield—after defeating the last troop that was still trying to resist, the overwhelming Thun cavalry continued to advance violently, heading towards The "main force of the routed troops" who fled east continued to pursue.

Hundreds of cavalry spread out like a giant "arrow", chasing the deserter's tail without fully biting it, shooting from the back with pistols and carbines... as if hunting, driving and shooting only knowing to run away of prey.

At the same time, the eight thousand Iser elves who attacked the southern position of Eaglehorn finally received the order and saw the situation behind them, but they are also very difficult now-the forward troops have already begun to engage with the southern army, and at this time they suddenly turned , that is, to completely expose the backs of the troops to the deterrent of firepower from artillery fortresses and fortresses.

From organization to training, the Imperial Guard Corps completely copied the imperial military system, and its tactical movements were as rigid and rigid as the Imperial Army; it was like making thousands of soldiers suddenly turn around during the engagement phase, and arrayed against the artillery fire on their backs to face... This is so embarrassing for them.

But if they didn't move, they would have to watch the 5,000 companions being slaughtered, waiting for the 18,000 Thun army to kill them from behind!

The noble pure-blooded noble elf officers were hesitant, neither dared to immediately order the troops to retreat or stop the attack, but they did not dare to ignore Louis Bernard's orders because of the lessons of Aldabert.

So after some tangle, the 8,000 Iser Elf Army continued to attack, but 3,000 of the reserve soldiers stopped attacking the garrisoned positions, and "depending on the situation" decided whether to turn around to defend or continue to attack.

As for whether the thousands of collapsed soldiers on the sidewalk need to be rescued... um... this must be thought out clearly and a complete plan can be formulated.

But Henares and Ansen won't wait until they figure it out before they act... The passionate bugle sounded under the ice peaks of dawn, and 18,000 Thun soldiers quickly advanced to the lane in an offensive column, and launched an attack from the south of Eagle Point. .

Henares resolutely threw in all his troops, not even the reserve soldiers, and pushed into a chaotic battlefield.

"It's just... shocking."

Looking at the Iser elf who was defeated like a mountain, Leon François, who was excited and stunned, let out a sigh of relief with trembling all over his body.

He is very confident in the strength of Thun's cavalry, but no matter how confident he is, he can't imagine that with just one round of charging, he can destroy nearly ten times as many Iser elves!

"I saw it with my own eyes at the beginning of the year, when the Janissaries were transferred to the east to suppress a group of 'Old Traditions' insurrection, and three thousand line infantry faced a thousand well-equipped hussars for less than one The casualties of a hundred elves are a big victory; why is the gap so big?"

Little Leon, who was talking to himself, turned his head sharply and looked at An Sen in confusion: "Could it be that in just two months, the strength of the Imperial Guard has declined so badly?"

"On the contrary."

Anson looked at the battlefield full of gunpowder smoke under the fortress in the distance: "Although I haven't seen what the Janissary Corps looked like at the beginning of the year, no matter what the evaluation of them in front of them, their training and literacy are not inferior to the regular army of the Empire."

"Then why..."

"Because they were unprepared and made the mistake that many armies would make - thinking that only the enemy in front of them is the enemy." Anson sighed:

"Louis Bernard, all he could see was an army well-equipped but far smaller than him, a fortress strong but full of flaws, a field where it was difficult for his army of 40,000 to fully deploy... so all his The preparations are only for the enemy in the fortress."

"In his eyes, this battlefield is probably a chessboard, surrounded by an 'invisible' wall. As long as the fortress is conquered, it is a victory. This is the limit of his thinking; he ... or they can't see it. On the battlefield outside the battlefield, all plans are prepared around the variable 'Eagle Horn City Defender'."

"Therefore, as long as there are changes beyond their expectations, and there is an enemy they can't imagine, the original invincible army can be destroyed as if it were devastated-because there is no preparation, so I don't know how to resist."

The Deputy Commander of the Southern Corps, Anson Omniscient Bach summed it up.

Little Leon nodded again and again, and the pen that popped out of his hand frantically recorded on the notepad: "And you have thought of all this, right, cousin Anson?"

Gently pursing the corners of his mouth, An Sen smiled nonchalantly:

"Of course, my plan is perfect - no matter how many changes occur, always have both hands ready, this is the quality of a qualified officer."

Carl Bain, who was next to him, sipped his head tightly and said nothing, silently turning his head to the side.

I don't know which "all-knowing" guy was, just ten minutes ago, he was still urging himself to keep his troops and Tuen's army at a distance, ready to run at any time; it was not until he saw the cavalry that broke the elves' defense line that he took the risk of triumphantly. Come out and say "everything is in my plan".

At 14:20, the Thun cavalry who had ended the battle of the lanes stopped their pursuit immediately after being resisted by the Iser elf army stationed at the right flank of the Eagle Point defense line. Broken soldiers fleeing in all directions on the battlefield.

At the same time, Thun's army, which had already occupied the crossing position, continued to advance, and the 4,000-strong vanguard force directly attacked the Iser Elf who was attacking the southern city wall of Eagle Point, and the 3,000 troops who were left to stand in place. Start a fierce battle.

The remaining troops were divided into two under the command of Henares personally. The army of nearly 10,000 people continued to advance towards the southern city wall of the fortress. Artillery fort on the right flank.

No matter how convinced Louis Bernard was of the upcoming victory, he knew how important the position of the artillery fortress was. Not only did he station nearly 2,000 troops, but he also specially allocated three infantry artillery to help prevent it. one.

The person responsible for guarding this place was the noble "pure-blood" elf nobleman Aldabert who had been stripped of military power after retreating without authorization.

"Proud Ysir elves—for Your Majesty, for the Ring of Order, prepare to fight! Fight!"

Looking at the collapsed soldiers in the mountains and plains and the army of at least 5,000 Thuns behind them, the pale-faced Aldabert howled hoarsely, using his voice to cover up his mood that was on the verge of collapse.

The sparse artillery shells fell on the array of Thun soldiers. After two rounds of artillery shelling with minimal casualties, when the distance from the artillery base was nearly 200 meters, the impatient Henares directly issued the charge order.

Against the high-intensity shots of the Iser elves who were fighting for their lives, shooting four times a minute, the screaming Thun soldiers carried rifles with bayonets and rushed through the gap between the two armies. The gap passed through the fence and parapet that had long been destroyed by Iser Elf's own artillery fire~www.wuxiamtl.com~ collided with the thin line in the position without firing a shot.

Despite the bravery of the Ysir, an almost completely destroyed cannon was not enough to make up for twice the difference in strength, and there was no suspense from the moment the battle began; especially when one side had a high The mobile cavalry, almost two-thirds of the other side's positions were completely occupied as soon as the battle started...

When the 5,000 Thun army was completely thrown into the battlefield, the Iser elves who were holding on to the artillery fortresses had basically lost their ability to fight.

Since the Thun people have now taken refuge in Clovis, in order to show their loyalty to their allies, it is impossible to show even the slightest sympathy for their comrades who once fought side by side-Aldabert, who is well aware of this, still insists on fighting despite his fear. , would rather die than surrender.

At fourteen forty-five, the outer defense line collapsed, and the Iser Elf Army retreated into the artillery fort, forming a hollow phalanx with a six-pound infantry gun as the core.

At fourteen fifty-five, the artillery fort was breached, the Iser Elf Army ran out of the last ammunition, and the two sides entered the stage of hand-to-hand combat.

At 15:10, a group of Iser elves who came to support from the Eastern Front were intercepted by Thun's cuirassiers; 600 Iser elves were forced to defend in place, and the battle lasted for 20 minutes , ended with the retreat of the Thun cavalry after being attacked by artillery fire.

At fifteen twenty-five, half of the Iser elf army was killed, and the Thun soldiers began to sweep the battlefield; hiding in the corner, Aldabert, whose leg was broken by a buckshot, dragged his bleeding body to the corner of the wall. , ignited the ammunition box...

"boom--!!!!"

With a brief explosion and black smoke rising into the sky, the artillery fort on the right flank was officially declared to have fallen.

The Battle of Eagle Point City has entered the second stage.