Sixty-Five Confrontation

"Stretch out the troops as straight as possible! The lines must be well controlled! We must withstand the opponent's attack from the front and defeat the opponent!..." Koriya looked at the green Arrant king flag on the opposite side and spoke to himself his subordinates ordered.

5,000 people, facing ten times their own strength, this is definitely the most tragic battle in human history. A few years ago, these 5,000 people might not even have the chance to retreat.

But now, Koriya never thought of retreating with people. All he thought about was to use his own troops to defeat the opponent head-on. No matter who the opponent is, he wants to give it a try.

He wants to see if the heavy machine guns in his queue are so terrifying, he wants to see if his artillery is as strong and powerful as he was training, he wants to see if there are any troops that can withstand him Frontal attack of 5,000 people!

Yes, he didn't think about defense at all, he was preparing to face off against the opponent from the very beginning, and defeat the opponent at one time.

"March drums! Let the soldiers go! We don't have time to waste!" He rode on his warhorse and instructed the officers around him: "Let the artillerymen give each other some music! I don't want them to be neat and tidy. Watch us kill it!"

Opposite him, the royal general General Arrant Lumbach in golden armor and gold armor also rode on the warhorse. The gray armored troops in front of him formed a huge phalanx, countless spears stood in front of him, and the green Arlantean flag fluttered in the wind.

"Get the red-clothed cannons ready! They must also be preparing to bombard us!" Rumback pulled the reins and told his generals, "Let them regret it and give us this weapon!"

"Yes!" A general bowed his head and replied, and then in his shouts, one after another huge copper cannons were pushed out of the crowd. These huge cannons had a larger caliber than what was drawn on Chris' drawings. , the caliber is also larger, about 100 mm.

Then, countless Arlantean soldiers began to operate around the cannons, they stuffed gunpowder into the cannon, followed by a huge solid iron ball - only when firing this iron ball cannonball, this kind of The range of the cannon can reach the maximum distance designed.

"Hoo! Ha!" The horns sounded one after another at the artillery positions of the Arlantean Empire. These soldiers pulled the cannons, drove the horses, and pushed these cumbersome cannons into the firing positions.

On the distant plain facing them, Coria, the commander of the Alan Hill army, put down the telescope in his hand and turned his head to look at a general beside him: "What are they doing? Those are bigger than carriages. It's also a cannon if you want something huge?"

"I don't know! General! Our artillery is ready! We can fire at any time... Should we give priority to destroying those 'red cannons' to ensure the safety of our infantry?"

"Of course! Fire immediately! Kick the opponent's artillery out of the battlefield! I don't want to hear the enemy's artillery, it's better not to let me hear it!" Kolya said to his artillery commander with a deep expression.

The opponent clenched his right hand and pressed it on his chest, then took the reins of the war horse, turned the horse's head, and rushed towards the artillery position not far away. Less than a minute later, Ireland Hill's artillery began to play.

"Boom!" "Boom!" With the first round of firing, each cannon of the artillery staggered its firing time. They want their observers to confirm where their shells landed, so that they can adjust their shooting angles in subsequent shots.

After more than a year of rapid development, the artillery of Ireland Hill has become a self-contained system. They have their own technology and their own tactics.

Afterwards, in the telescope of Coria, and in the distant Arrant army formation, there was a huge explosion.

Puffs of black smoke shot up into the sky. The opponent's position began to be chaotic, and the originally neat phalanx also changed shape.

"Boom!" After adjusting his shooting parameters, the second round of shelling began immediately, and the rear-loading cannon showed a strong rate of fire advantage. Ireland Hill's artillery is small but powerful, and easier for soldiers to reload.

More than half of these 75mm caliber field infantry artillery shells fell into the artillery positions of the Arlantean Empire. For a while, the thick smoke covered the artillery positions of the entire Arlantean Empire, and even Ai Lanxi Er's artillery observers couldn't see their results clearly.

"I hope these idiots will learn a lesson! The bigger the cannon is, the more powerful it is!" Putting down the binoculars, Corea sneered and said to the people around him. His words caused a burst of laughter, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively, as if everyone came to camp rather than fight.

On the opposite side of the Arlant Empire position, the atmosphere was not so relaxed and comfortable. With an already ugly expression on his face, Arrant Rumbach looked at the almost abolished artillery position, and gnashed his teeth and gave the order to continue fighting.

"Let the rest of the artillery be ready to fight back! Even if there is only one cannon, we have to give each other a little color!" He ordered while looking at the Alan Hill formation in the distance.

Rather than saying that it was an army formation, it was more accurate to say that it was a line of soldiers: the opponent seemed to have only three rows of soldiers, and the battle line was roughly as long as the 50,000 people in the Arante Empire here. Such a line of defense was not thick at all, and could not stop the onslaught of cavalry or infantry at all.

But the premise is that there are cavalry or infantry who can rush to this line of troops. Although there is an ominous premonition, but looking at the opponent's slender line of soldiers, Arrant Lumbach still thinks that he should try to attack the opponent before making plans.

Even if you press 10,000 people, you still have an advantage on your side. It is better to be able to defeat the opponent. If you can't defeat the opponent, it seems that you will have time to retreat. Anyway, the opponent does not have such a sky-defying arm of the dragon knight, of course, it can't do the whole process of crushing and chasing.

"General Emile! Take your ten thousand troops to press forward! Break through the small defense line of the opponent, I guarantee that His Majesty the Emperor will promote you to be a general!" Looking at the brave general beside him, Rumbach snapped. command.

After destroying the artillery of the Arrant Empire, the opposing artillery began to shoot extended. Several infantry phalanxes had been hit by the artillery shells, and the loss also began to frighten the soldiers. If there is no further attack at this time, the entire army will collapse.

So Lumbach started a counterattack. He wanted to overwhelm the superior force and let the two armies come into contact as much as possible. As long as they fight together, he can take advantage of his strength and crush the opponent's line of defense.

"Let the cavalry on both flanks attack! There will be no miracles when you stay where you are!" Although he was not very optimistic about his cavalry combat effectiveness, Lumbach decided to put pressure on the opponent's flanks as soon as possible, so that the opponent could not recklessly consume artillery. .

"Ailan Hill has its own new cannon! Send this news back to the royal city immediately! We have been tricked!" Handing the envelope with his own seal to a messenger, Lumbach instructed the other party: "Maybe Ailan Hill may have other weapons, so please be careful with Your Majesty!"

The messenger nodded and galloped southward, and a dozen knights merged behind the messenger in the distance. Watching these cavalry run away, Lunbach turned his attention back to the battlefield.

At this time, the artillerymen of the Arrant Empire, who were finally ready, made the first cannon fire on their side: "Boom!"

A cannonball slammed into the back of the Ireland Hill Grenadiers, splashing a cloud of dust in the clearing, and no casualties were caused to the Ireland Hill side. And Alan Hill's artillery responded to the opponent's provocation, and another round of artillery accurately landed on the position of the artillery of the Arrant Empire, burying it in black smoke again.

"Go forward!" With the order after another, the phalanx of the Arante Empire soldiers in gray armor began to move forward slowly. They took a neat step, held their long spears high, and shouted slogans to their opponents. .

On the opposite side of them, with the continuous beating of the marching drum, the Alan Hill Grenadiers had advanced hundreds of paces. These unarmored light infantry marched forward step by step, the muzzle of the rifle on the shoulder swaying from side to side with the pace.

Beside them, soldiers pushing heavy machine guns shouted slogans and bent over to keep the heavy Maxim within the infantry front. Behind them are the platoon commanders, company commanders, battalion commanders and regimental commanders who are advancing with the troops.

"The opponent's cavalry is moving to the two flanks..." An officer looked at Coria and asked, "Should we pause our advance and be careful about our flanks?"

"No need! Let those prairie cavalry deal with those Arlantean cavalry! If they lose, it doesn't matter! I will punch through the opposing middle army, and I will still have time to organize the formation!" Koriya waved his hand confidently, denying Following the advice of his subordinates: "I only need one attack! That's enough!"

"One-two-one! One-two-one!" On the battle line, every platoon leader kept shouting slogans, keeping his soldiers in a neat pace. These soldiers have shortened the distance between themselves and each other to 500 meters, and now they are very close to each other.

"Go on! The enemy is right in front of you! Victory belongs to Alan Hill!" Pressing his position, a company commander pressed his saber and loudly reminded the soldiers beside him. He is also very nervous now, because he was just a soldier who participated in the Battle of the Eastern Forest a year ago.

Now, he can command 1 company of soldiers, and he can't believe that he will have such a day when he can become a commander.