Chapter 399 The Footsteps of War (Ⅱ)

Since Joan served in the army, he has specially collected a lot of materials commenting on the military power of various countries.

Judging from various written records, the army of the Seablue Kingdom is indeed much inferior to the navy, and its equipment level and combat effectiveness are mediocre.

However, this is only the evaluation standard of the Old World, and the situation in the colonies is completely different from that of the Old World.

In terms of the strength, equipment and training level of the Vasa Corps, it is already considered an elite division in the colonies, but measured by the standards of the major military powers in the Old Continent, let alone "elite", it is not even up to the average level .

Before he came to the New World to serve as the commander of the colonial garrison, General Jumonville became famous in the sea blue land. He made great achievements in resisting the invasion of the Baoshi Chinese. He was known as a famous general of the sea blue young men. Lieutenant Colonel Vasa in a major battle can compare.

The troops trained by General Jumonville himself, even if they are not stronger than the Vasa Corps, they are not much inferior in combat power. Coupled with the assistance of the jackal queen Alpha and the group of brutal gangsters under her command, their combat power is obvious. at a disadvantage.

Joan didn't know whether the young officers represented by the Tyndale brothers really despised the enemy, or they were just bragging to embolden themselves, but he couldn't laugh anyway.

After breakfast, Joan started to work all day.

First go to the headquarters to participate in the combat meeting, and then accompany Magni to Gale Town, inform the local residents of the upcoming news of the sea blue invading army, remind them to prepare for evacuation, and transport most of the food stored in Pickman's warehouse back Nissei Fortress, as a reserve for the long-term war of resistance.

After finishing these tasks, Joan took a quick bite of food in the officer's cafeteria and went on the road again, transforming into an eagle to investigate the movement of the Sea Blue Corps.

At this time, the coalition forces formed by the sea blue people and the jackals had already reached the middle of Broken Tooth Valley.

Joan tried to cast spells to attack the enemies marching in the narrow valley, but unfortunately, the red-haired warlock Diego Antonioni covered his army in the air all day, so he couldn't find a chance to attack, and finally had to leave with disappointment.

In this way, he was busy from morning to night, and Joan flew back to the camp to report to Lieutenant Colonel Vasa until early in the morning, and then returned to his barracks to rest.

The smell of gunpowder in the air made it difficult for Joan to sleep, and various weird thoughts popped up in his mind from time to time.

What would grandpa think if he died on the battlefield? What would Conti think? What would Rebecca think?

What will Mr. Rawls think after hearing the news?

Thinking that there were so many people who cared about him, Qiao An couldn't help but have a thought that he thought was despicable.

Before the fight broke out, quietly leaving the barracks, would it be considered a deserter?

According to the employment contract he signed with Lieutenant Colonel Vasa, Joan could actually leave the barracks at any time, and no one had the right to stop him.

However, the contract belongs to the contract, and favors belong to favors. Under the current situation, if he wants to get out of the barracks, he must first pass the hurdle in his heart.

He knows very well that even if others can understand the choices he made to protect himself, he cannot forgive himself.

As long as he takes that step, he will become a cowardly deserter in his own mind. This kind of shame will accompany him throughout his life and become a knot in his heart that will never be let go.

"It is better to fall on the battlefield with a clear conscience than to spend the rest of your life in remorse."

"Death is just me plus the world and minus the world, born in the dust, returned to the dust, what can't let go..."

Chaotic thoughts circled in Qiao An's mind, and finally formed countless grotesque nightmares, which made him still nervous and exhausted in his sleep.

This night seemed to have been very long, until the loud horn blew outside the window, he woke up from the dream and realized that the pace of war had extended from the dream to reality, and the next test he faced would be more terrifying than the nightmare.

October 1, 1620, early morning.

The troops led by General Jumonville finally appeared in the field of vision of the sentinels on duty in Nissei Fortress.

The siren echoed over the fortress, announcing the end of the 14-year peace on the border between Yalfheim and Muspelheim.

A brutal war officially kicked off.

The garrison commander of Fort Nissey, George Vasa, and his colleagues had been prepared for the arrival of the invaders, and immediately mobilized troops to deploy along the trenches and walls outside the fortress.

Ballistas and catapults had already been placed neatly on the wall, and officers and soldiers were armed with longbows, hard crossbows or magic crystal rifles. If the enemy dared to approach within a thousand feet, they would be baptized by a barrage of bullets.

Louis Jumonville was worthy of being a famous general of the sea. He observed through the binoculars that the garrison of Nissei Fortress had taken complete defensive measures and was not in a hurry to launch an offensive. He ordered the troops to set up a position on the Jinsha River about two miles away from the fortress.

Accompanied by chief of staff and warlock Diego Antonioni and Queen Alpha of the Gnoll, General Jumonville climbed up a hill near his position to conduct a more detailed investigation of the environment around the Nisisi Fortress.

"Louis, you stationed your troops by the river to cut off the enemy's water source, adopt a strategy of besieging the fort without attacking it, and force them to go out of the city to seek battle under the torment of thirst?"

Antonioni thought he had seen through his old friend's plan, but General Jumonville gave him a contemptuous glance.

"Diego, when will you get rid of your smartness?"

"Don't think that the enemy commander is as naive as you. Although you can't see the inside of the fort clearly here, I bet that the enemy dug a well in advance, and they can provide sufficient and clean water for the garrison without leaving the fort. source of water."

"If you don't believe it, why not fly over the fortress and see for yourself, you will definitely see more than one wellhead."

"Ha! You wicked man, if you want me to fly over to help you scout the enemy, just tell me, why use such a small trick." Antonioni replied angrily.

"General, if it is true as you said, the enemy has already stockpiled sufficient food and water, and our siege tactics may not be effective in a short time." Alpha said a little uneasy.

"Who said the city will be besieged?"

General Jumonville shook his head and sneered.

"Our military strength is only about twice that of the enemy's, and the logistical supplies are only enough for a month, which is not enough to maintain a long-term siege."

"What's more, as far as I know, the enemy has another support force rushing in. If we can't conquer this fortress in front of us within a week, we will never be able to occupy it!"

"Is this serious?" Alpha was stunned and murmured, "I always thought we had the upper hand. Could it be that this is not the case, but our situation is more dangerous?"

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