I Will Be The Crowned King - v4 Chapter 509 admirer of ansen bach

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Despite their reluctance from the bottom of their hearts, under the stubbornness of the legion commander, the officers and staff members could only follow his orders, throw down the crippled Changhu town militiamen, and quickly turn around to support them. The Fernando Corps, which is about to be surrounded and suppressed by the Storm Corps, the Sail City Corps and the Shooting Corps.

The Changhu Town militiamen, who had already prepared all of them to die, looked at the enemy who suddenly stopped fighting. They stood there dumbfounded, not daring to chase or cheer for victory. They looked at each other and even forgot to breathe.

The original "rescued" Clovis Crusader Army, when seeing the appearance of the cuirassiers in Yangfan City, resolutely chose to retreat, and the steps were clear, with leaders and cover, orderly and without panic, and never gave Louis · Chances of Bernard attacking the flanks.

The New World Legion only felt the blink of an eye. This gang of Clovis people, who were still shouting and killing themselves just now, ran to the death and ran away, and unceremoniously encircled the friendly Fernando Legion. , Arthur Herrid, who came to the rescue, was still there.

The speed is so fast and the efficiency is so high that they have no chance to pursue it.

In contrast, Carl Bain, who was supposed to be the safest in the entire battle and was almost unlikely to be in danger, collided with the Knights of Judgment who insisted on conquering the Beluga Harbor Command, and only had one infantry regiment on hand. , an artillery battalion, and two or three thousand mujahideen prisoners who cannot be trusted at all.

"Ring of Order, why is the fate you gave me so tragic!"

The chief of staff is already on the verge of despair... Every time he thinks that an accident is the most unlikely, the black cauldron and all kinds of unfortunate things will fall on his head in turn, and there is not even a half-time break.

Behind him, the "large iron water tanks" of the Judgment Knights had blasted open the gate of the headquarters, and the city walls on both sides and the surrounding defensive facilities had also been baptized by dozens of direct-fire guns. turned into scrap metal.

The entire outer defense line has been completely disintegrated, and the remaining Storm Legion soldiers have all retreated to the interior of the barracks, relying on large and small buildings to continue to block.

Fortunately, it was very difficult for these damned land cruisers to enter the fortress, and they basically stopped at the outer edge of the fortress. They were all hiding behind the mountains and rocks because they were worried that they would become living targets for the artillery of the New World Army Corps. The firing range was bad and narrow. , and cannot exert its due power.

But the defenders of the headquarters were not able to be happy for too long... Wrapped in more than a thousand crusades, five hundred fully-armed knights of adjudication held weapons that were "magic" in Carl's eyes, and went straight from the land cruiser torn apart. Gap broke into the fortress.

At first, the Storm Legion could barely parry, relying on the advantage of the breech rifle's rate of fire to suppress the mad dog-like attack of the Crusaders; but as the Knights of Judgment caught up one after another, they soon became the suppressed party.

Moreover, almost everyone in this group of adjudication knights is a talent, and the power of the strange blood makes the Storm Legion feel like an abyss, and at the same time, there is an illusion of great honor... After all, serious talent is rarely seen. Most of the time, there is no chance to see them use the power of blood, but this time they have hundreds of them!

Of course, this is just their delusion. Although the Knights of the Judgment have many talents, the general "Lancers" are only required to master the power of blood, and the "Swallowtail Banner Legion" responsible for beheading and reconnaissance operations, ordinary people are only required to master the power of blood. The size and number within the Knights are not small.

But even if there are only a few dozen real talents, it is definitely a top-level courtesy for a small fortress with only 2,000 people less than stationed, not to mention the great gift that the Knights of Judgment prepared for them.

A "high-explosive grenade" with a power comparable to a six-pound blasting bomb, a steam spray gun with a rate of 30 rounds per minute, a "Hellfire" launcher that resembles a gun... A mere 500 people, the firepower and density are comparable to one An infantry division of five thousand men.

"Bang bang bang bang...!

!

"

The rapid gunshots sounded, blasting a string of smoke and dust on the stone wall bunker; Karl, who was hiding behind, fell to the ground almost instinctively, not forgetting that Julien, who was coming with him, also fell to the ground.

"Chief of Staff, what are we going to do next?!"

Without caring how an ordinary person like Carl suddenly had such great strength, the commander of the 5th Infantry raised his head nervously: "If this goes on like this, the headquarters will be lost again!"

"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know..."

Carl, whose eyes were dull, lay on the ground, muttering to himself, as if he was completely frightened: "The ring of order is on, this is the first time I have seen such a thing in my life..."

"What, what?"

"gun."

"…Ugh?"

"It's bursting, da da da... Also, it's still blue fire..."

"..."

Seeing that the chief of staff could no longer count on him, Julien, who sighed, had to drag him into a corner of the bunker abruptly, and braved the hail of artillery fire and bullets, he rushed out alone.

After several rounds of confrontation, the casualties of the retreating headquarters' defenders have approached 10%, and the minor injuries have long been impossible to calculate, and as long as you stick your body out of the bunker a little, you will be "da da da blue fire". "The burst rifle is aimed at, and it will turn into a puddle of minced meat if it is too late to dodge.

In this case, the battle obviously turned into a one-sided attack. The soldiers of the Crusaders could confidently rush into the bunkers under the cover of the Knights of Judgment, and start a head-to-head battle with the garrison of the headquarters guarded inside.

And even if you lose, it doesn't matter... As long as the attack fails, the ruling knights hiding behind will set up "hellfire", and shoot the cannonballs that will ignite into the bunker, and even the defeated soldiers and the enemy will all be burned to the ground. ashes...

Therefore, except for a few strongholds and bunkers that were not easy to attack even with projectiles, the Crusaders captured almost one-third of the headquarters by sweeping, and the speed was even faster than the previous Storm Legion.

At the same time, they don't really need to completely defeat the garrison of the headquarters, because there are two or three thousand prisoners sent by the Mujahideen before... As long as the Storm Legion can no longer maintain their control over them, these people will be like bombs, Come to a center to bloom while the defenders are retreating.

"So that's why you're releasing the captives and giving them the ammunition depot and battery directly?"

The artillery battalion commander Jeroshenko looked inexplicably at Julian, who had been baptized by the war, and could hardly find any intact body on his body: "You, are you all right?"

"No, I'm fine now, and I'm very awake!" Julien wiped the dust off his face, nervous and excited for a while, and said, "The problem now is that these prisoners are simply a group of time. Bomb, there is a possibility of rioting at any time to attack our Knights of Judgment!"

"If we don't find a way to solve this trouble as soon as possible, if we retreat to the innermost sentry tower and house of the headquarters as they did before, and build fortifications in the center of the playground, the end may be even worse than them - don't Forget, there are repeating rifles and those weird small-caliber mortars on the opposite side, so we can't defend the open terrain!"

"Then give them the ammunition depot and turret?!"

"Yes, because this is the only place that can attract the attention of the Knights of Judgment!" Julien's eyes flashed with a light called madness:

"Orders the entire army to retreat, but leaves the captives next to the ammunition depot, deliberately leaves a few people unshackled, or leaves keys in plain sight - the primary goal of the Mujahideen to retake headquarters is to reach out to the right people. Threats in the town, they will definitely not let this go."

"It makes sense, but if the fort is destroyed, wouldn't it make sense for us to take back the headquarters?" Jeroshenko, who was stunned for a moment, suddenly thought of this question.

"On the contrary, the headquarters of the destroyed fort is also important to the Storm Army... The New World Army is equally important, not whether it can shell the town, but the initiative in attack and defense, diverting the enemy's attention to the east at any time and place." Julien Did you suddenly step forward, pressing down on the shoulder of the artillery battalion commander:

"Trust me, this plan will definitely succeed - even if it is the commander-in-chief, he will definitely do it!"

"Commander-in-Chief..."

Geroshenko twitched the corners of his mouth. He finally realized this crazy plan. Why did he always feel so familiar—the commander-in-chief of the Fifth Infantry, who looked so quiet and elegant, and had the style of a noble young master, was actually that crazy commander-in-chief. ardent admirers of …

"Where there is no commander-in-chief, there will be a second person in charge of the commander-in-chief who is responsible for these unreliable and unreliable ideas... The ring of order is on the top, is this the fate of the Storm Legion?"

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Scattered gunshots rang out on the ground, and before you knew it, the city gate of the headquarters had been completely razed to ruins by the Knights of Judgment, and there was no longer a single guard soldier to be seen.

The Mujahideen Army, who had planned to continue the pursuit, was forcibly stopped by the leader of the ruling Knights, and stayed in place to clean up the battlefield.

Grad Manfred learned the lessons of the previous battle in Red Hand Bay. The ignorant attack could easily cause the army to lose its organization because it could not get a clear signal. In the end, it collapsed without a fight and was in a dilemma.

In the past, due to the small size of the ruling knights, each of the elite knights had a very high subjective initiative, and because they were familiar enough with each other and knew how to cooperate, they did not care about this issue; When commanding an unfamiliar army, organization becomes critical.

Moreover, although the Knights of Judgment had fierce firepower, their ammunition was not unlimited, and a certain degree of rest and replenishment was also very important.

"Well, what are you doing over there?"

Looking at the cheering Mujahideen soldiers in the distance, Grad asked casually.

"Reporting to Your Excellency, Chief, we have captured the ammunition depots and artillery batteries in the fortress, and rescued a large number of jihadist soldiers who had just fallen into the hands of the enemy and were captured!" The jihadist commander who followed closely behind him laughed along with him. : "This time the enemy's only means of threatening the headquarters has been completely resolved, and the jihadists in the town are also safe!"

"Captured the fort and ammunition depot, and rescued a large number of prisoners?" Grad's eyes jumped:

"Have you all counted them? And how many prisoners were rescued? Did you capture the guards who were in charge of them by the way?"

"Uh... I don't have any of these. In terms of number, there are probably two or three thousand people, right?" The commander scratched his head: "I don't know the specific situation, but I just listened to the report of the messenger. Throwing it around the ammunition depot and the fort, they found the key themselves when they were locked up, bumped into the soldiers who were attacking there, and then..."

It is logical to regard it as the credit of the jihadist army... Grad sighed in his heart. After seeing this style and habit, it is not that he cannot understand it, but he just feels that something is wrong.

Even if he chose to give up because he was worried that he would not be able to suppress so many prisoners, the enemy on the opposite side was too decisive. There were also such important positions as the fort and the ammunition depot~www.novelbuddy.com~. Let's take it and beat them? Or……

"Send an order to let the soldiers stay away from the forts and ammunition depots for the time being, as well as the captured Mujahideen soldiers, evacuate these people to the rear as soon as possible, we don't need them to join the attack..."

The voice came to an abrupt end, and a loud noise like a thunderbolt and a dazzling fire interrupted the conversation between the two, instantly attracting all the attention.

It was a firework that was enough to make most of the battlefield darken, and the sun above the earth was so splendid that it eclipsed the sun.

"boom----!

!

"

The loud noise was mixed with a storm-like heat wave, and it swept over half of the headquarters in an instant, along with the fort and the sentry towers around the ammunition depot. One after another meteor.

As for the Mujahideen soldiers who were still nearby, cheering and celebrating their victory, they have completely disappeared, and the remaining people were either swept away by the violent air waves, buried alive by collapsed walls and bunkers, and by flying stray bullets and stones. Hit... Death has become extremely easy at this time, and life is so small at this moment that it can almost be ignored.

The shock of the explosion and its aftermath lasted for a few minutes, so that everyone from the Beluga Harbor pier to the New World Corps headquarters of the Supreme Council witnessed this scene destined to be unforgettable.

Fifteen minutes later, Glad, who climbed out of a pile of collapsed rubble, spat out a mouthful of sand, and with a still calm and sober mind, made what he thought was the most correct and in line with the current situation of the Mujahideen Army:

"Everyone - withdraw!"