Chapter 287, The Battle of Hemgart (Part 2)

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This is a huge monster covered in steel. Its body is made of steel plates and riveted structures. The muzzle of the steam cannon protrudes from the mouth of this monster of war, giving the knights and soldiers of Brittania a strong feeling of fear.

Large sheets of steam spewed out from the exhaust pipe of the golden griffin, and the steel plate armor shell was covered with church scriptures and statues engraved with golden double-headed eagles. Imperial engineers stood inside the giant steel beast, manipulating this incomparable of giants.

"For Charlemagne! For the Empire!!!"

The Elector Umberto shouted, his voice resounding all over the battlefield: "Fire!"

Five steam tanks fired together, and the steam cannon shredded the efforts of the Britannian army. The Britannian knights who were already close to the third formation were severely killed by the steam cannon, and had to retreat temporarily, almost in the blink of an eye In between, the balance of victory and defeat was turned again.

On the walls of Hemgard, the Electors and their heirs and courtiers watched the battle.

"Kasvann was too conservative. The imperial army had already been defeated at that time. If he had invested in all the reserves and led the charge himself, then the imperial army might have been defeated." Francois was dressed in blue with white stripes With a full-body plate armor and a unicorn sword hanging on his waist, Duke Winford said to Ryan, Julius and others standing beside him: "At that time, the imperial steam tank had not yet crossed the river, and a good opportunity for victory was just like this. missed."

"Your Excellency Kasvann also has his own considerations." Ryan nodded and said, the face of the fairy in the lake was a little helpless. The precious power of human beings should not be used in civil wars, but in many cases, there is only one war Only then can everyone calm down: "His Majesty Karl Franz's elite knights will arrive at an unknown time, and Casvan needs enough reserves to ensure that he will not be crushed by the sudden appearance of the imperial knights. "

"Your Excellency Ryan's words are justified." Oleg von Zhukov, the heir to the Elector of Wolfen, agreed very much: "The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and there has never been an absolutely correct option."

The kind of person Ryan hates the most is hindsight-smart people. These people always like to collect all kinds of reasons for the defeated side, and then wait until someone asks them to talk about it smartly: Did I say it? If he doesn't do this, he will lose.

Or it is: There are so many reasons to win.

However, wars are often not like this. The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly. In many battles with similar strengths, a big victory and a big defeat are instantaneous. Some options were correct at the time, but they were found to be wrong afterward. Some generals are indeed obvious mistakes or too incompetent. This can be blamed, but in most cases this is not the case.

After Casvann declared war on the Empire, there was an argument among the nobles in Brittany that it was not wise for Casvanen to attack the Empire when his strength was slightly inferior, but in Ryan's view However, Kasvann is very smart. The Duke of Palaion has a poor land, is in deficit every year, has serious internal conflicts, and has a poor relationship with the empire and has had friction for a long time.

If he didn't do something, the knights in the realm might turn on the Duke himself.

As for the strength, it is even more ridiculous. If the battle is only based on the strength of the troops, then there is no need to fight. It is enough for everyone to compare the number of soldiers. The savior Ludwig was assisted by Brittania, dwarves, and high elves. , integrated all the forces of the empire, and only formed an army of 300,000 people,

And the Chaos Army is as many as 500,000, and ordinary Chaos Warriors can deal with several human soldiers of the same level. In this case, Ludwig gave up?

The appearance of steam tanks quickly brought the situation under control, and many of the imperial army that was being defeated saw this steel behemoth finally crossing the river to support them, their morale was greatly boosted, and they regrouped under the call of the Elector Umberto , joined the Imperial Front again.

The morale of the imperial army, which had shown signs of faltering, stabilized, and both sides fell into a bitter battle. After repeated charges, the knights of the ranger of Brittany and the knights of the kingdom began to slow down and were forced to fight in close combat.

On the plain in front of the city of Hermgart, human armies were fighting everywhere.

The battle situation still has an advantage for Brittany, but with the help of steam tanks, the imperial army held on to their positions like a rock. The knights tried to charge the front but were repelled by continuous artillery fire and musket shooting. The steam tanks It is too powerful. Whether it is the infantry's long sword, long spear, serf archer's arrow, or knight's lance, it can only bounce off the steel plate of the steam tank helplessly. Such a strong steel plate can only The Grail Knight can cut open.

However, the Duke of Palaion's military action did not receive the support of the kingdom, nor the fairy of the lake. His army lacked the figure of the Holy Grail Knight. Although he was still in the upper hand in this war, he relied on steam tanks Without the protection and suppression of firepower, Kasvann and his army could only continue the melee with the imperial army in vain.

Casvann regretted it in his heart. If he threw all the reserve troops into the battlefield in one go, he might have defeated the imperial army before the steam tanks arrived, but the Duke knew that it was useless to regret now, and he led the remaining reserve troops. The team went into battle.

Seeing Casvann finally leading the last reserve team into the battlefield, Elector Umberto smiled.

"It's time! Fire the flare!" the elector yelled at the imperial engineer.

"Flare flare!" The imperial engineer pulled out the flare gun and fired it into the air.

"咻~" The signal gun pierced the sky.

At this time, the time has come to about 8:30 in the morning, and the troops of Casvann and Umberto have been fighting fiercely for an hour and a half. The battle situation on the plain battlefield is still indistinguishable, and the knights of the Britannia army have an obvious advantage , A large group of ranger knights and kingdom knights formed a combat power suppression, and the imperial army formed a solid front under the cover of steam tanks, and there was no sign of collapse.

A beautiful rainbow hangs across the sky from Mount Doom.

Then came the thunderous sound of horseshoes.

The unique cry of Karl Franz's mount "Death Claw" came from the mountain path of Mount Doom, and at the same time there was the orderly shout of Rick's Guards.

"Rick Guard! Defend the Country! Defend Your Majesty!"

"For the emperor!"

"for the emperor!"

The emperor's banner was held high in the sky by the banner officer Ludwig, three hundred Rick guards, more than one hundred half-griffin knights, and hundreds of imperial knights gradually appeared from the mountain path of Mount Doom.

The morale of the imperial army was shaken, and the soldiers shouted unbelievably.

"Your Majesty is here! Your Majesty has not abandoned us!"

"Your Majesty's knights have come to our rescue!"

"For Karl Franz!"

Kasvann let out an unbelievable roar: "Impossible, it is impossible for Karl Franz to complete the detour of the mountain road in just one and a half hours, impossible, this is impossible!"

On the mountain path of Mount Doom, Emperor Karl Franz held the warhammer Gail Malaz. He watched the battle on the plain below Mount Doom, and after confirming that the imperial army was still holding on, the emperor nodded: "Umberto chose The emperors are fighting alone, they have persisted until now and created opportunities for us, now, it is our turn to support them."

"Your Majesty, please allow me to open the way for you, and the rest is up to you." The great alchemist Balshazer Geert appeared from behind the emperor riding the Pegasus "Swift Silver".

It was this great alchemist who used his golden wind spell to turn the countless small trails on the mountain road that could only accommodate one person into two horses, which saved the knights an amazing amount of time.

"Thank you, Geert, do what you have to do, and leave the rest to us." The emperor nodded slowly.

So the great alchemist began to cast a spell, which required such a huge amount of energy that even knights who knew nothing about magic could feel the ear-piercing tearing sound and the golden wind of magic visible to the naked eye.

"The great incantation of the gods! The ultimate alchemy!" After five minutes of long spell casting, the great alchemist Geert held up the golden staff, thousands of threads made of mana turned into countless energies of the great incantation, and the magic was destroyed. Weaved and channeled, the golden light flooded the sky, the rainbow of the sky was twisted and remelted by the magic of the great alchemist.

A rainbow bridge made of golden winds appeared from the mountain path, and it built a bridge to the sky, leading directly to the battlefield.

Karl Franz jumped on a griffin and landed on the bright Rainbow Bridge.

The emperor raised his war hammer, and in the morning sun, among the mountains of the Gray Mountains, above the light curtain of the Rainbow Bridge, with all his strength and anticipation, he roared loudly and resounded through the mountains.

"For the Empire! For Charlemagne! For Glory!!!"

"For glory! For the empire!"

After finishing speaking, the emperor rode the claws of death, flapping the wings of the griffin, flew up the rainbow bridge, and rushed towards the battlefield. Behind him, there were a thousand elite knights ready to go. Whenever the emperor and his knights were together, any All powerful enemies will fail in front of them.

He firmly believes.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty has crossed the rainbow!"

"Follow Your Majesty!"

"Forward! Imperial Knights!"

"For Charlemagne, for the Empire!"

Thousands of knights jumped onto the Rainbow Bridge following Karl Franz without hesitation. Full of courage, faith and determination to win, they rolled towards the battlefield.

The 1,000 infantry regiments trying to resist the emperor and his cavaliers were terrified when they saw the imperial knights crossing the sky. Their morale collapsed, they threw away their weapons and fled in screams.

Before Casvann's army even had time to set up its formation, Karl Franz led the knights like a giant battering ram, smashing into the Britannia army formation from the side.

The hammer fell, the great shield shattered, the waves rolled, the Rick Guards crushed everything, the demi-griffin riders shredded the enemy on their mighty monsters, pierced any resistance with their halberds, and the imperial knights followed the emperor Charge, the tide of attack from the side completely destroyed the chances of victory for the Breton army.

"It's time to fight back! Knights of the Golden Fleece! Charge with me!" The Elector Umberto finally got the opportunity he wanted. The Elector held the holy sword in his hand and launched a counterattack. The counterattack wave.

"This is a perfect side charge, and the outcome has already been decided." Ryan stood on the wall and said softly.

Francois nodded silently.

Facing enemies on both sides, Kasvann's army finally collapsed after a long and invincible battle.

"The lady's asylum has been lost!"

"Help!!"

"We need reinforcements! We need reinforcements!"

"Ma'am! Please give us strength!"

The serf infantry was quickly routed from the right flank, which was under the impact of the emperor, and the rout spread to the center and left flank at an extremely fast speed. No matter how the knights tried to save the defeat, they were powerless. With the massive rout of the serf infantry and sergeants The errant knights also began to be swept by the wave of rout, and they prayed loudly to the fairy of the lake, begging her to give them courage and strength.

However, their goddess never favors the losers, only the pious and strong-willed powerful knights can get a glimpse of her, and the ranger knights who have fallen into shake and collapse are naturally not qualified to be favored by the goddess.

By the time it was 9:30 in the morning, Brittania had fallen into a complete disadvantage,

At that time, the army was completely routed, and only a small number of knights of the kingdom protected Casvann, the Duke of Palavon. The lieutenant, Earl Canel, shouted: "Duke! The war has failed! Run away, we will cover you!"

"Damn it! Just give me another hour, just one hour, and I will definitely defeat the Elector Umberto and the Imperial Army!" Kasvann yelled unwillingly.

Just a little bit, at that time the first two formations of the Imperial Army had been defeated, and only the third formation led by the Elector Umberto was still holding on. If the steam tanks hadn't entered the battlefield during the long movement, Casvann and his knights would be victorious.

Even after the steam tanks entered the battlefield, Casvann still relied on the number of knights to overwhelm the empire. As long as Karl Franz failed to lead the imperial knights back in time, he could still defeat the imperial army.

But that's what happened, and now, his army is routed!

The army was defeated like a mountain, and Casvann knew that he could not be willful now, he had to retreat: "Okay! Pass my order, the army retreats along the mountain road! Let the sergeants and ranger knights come to the rear! Those who can't continue fighting are allowed to surrender!"

"Yes!" The situation has become irretrievably corrupted. The 15,000-strong army can still obey the command of less than 2,000 people. The rangers and knights fled in all directions. The team launched a proud counterattack, and Karl Franz was leading his Rick Guards and half-griffin knights to sweep the Quartet. The bravery of the emperor really surprised Casvann, because compared to Britta The Knight King of Nia, the emperor of the empire is often better in politics, but inferior in personal bravery and military ability.

The emperor of the empire changes every twenty to fifty years, but what about Brittany? Founded for thousands of years, Richard is the ninth knight king.

Casvann still had a backup, he sent two infantry battalions and fifty knights to occupy the retreat road in advance, and there was still an army on the mountain path of Doom Mountain to support their retreat.

The imperial army is busy capturing prisoners, especially ordinary imperial soldiers. The ransom for one knight can be worth their annual military salary. A few kingdom knights took cover, and Kasvann led the knights to retreat along the mountain path of Mount Doom.

The Duke dared not let Pegasus fly, obviously his Pegasus would be no match for Deathclaw.

"Your Majesty! Kasvann is running away! We can't let him go!" Imperial General Kurt Helberg noticed that Kasvann wanted to escape.

"Rick Guard, come with me!" Karl Franz's body was splattered with human blood. The emperor was not that excited about the victory. Human victory in the civil war was not something to brag about. The emperor just said calmly: "He can't run far, I have already arranged the manpower."

"Manpower? Do we have other reinforcements?" Helberg asked suspiciously, "All the troops we brought from Brunswick are here."

"Yes." Karl Franz said calmly, "They will help us stop Kasvann."

"May I take the liberty to ask? My lord, who are they?"

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