Chapter 416 Fighter

After all, Pascal could not hold the entire hilltop alone. Fortunately, when the enemy came up, his own follow-up reinforcements also arrived.

Drouot, who was concerned about his men, came up with the remaining artillery and infantry companies willing to support. When communications are suspended, qualified officers like Drouot can seize the opportunity, while other novices are still fighting hard against the Imperial infantry.

"Well done, squadron leader!"

"It's me and senior brother working together." Paul responded and continued to fight. The two mages achieved great success in the first battle, especially Paul who directed the key bombardment. When they took inventory of the battlefield and found that the unlucky ones who were bombarded each had scroll potions and enchanted weapons, they realized how big a "fish" they had hit.

So the gunner was promoted to squadron leader, commanding 1/3 of Drouot's artillery battalion, and Pascal became Paul's adjutant. Their promotion speed is not very fast nowadays. After the expansion of the National Guard, on the one hand, there is a shortage of officers, and those with a little talent and merit can be promoted. On the other hand, this is also an incentive to boost morale.

However, the situation in Army Weaving and Valluana remains chaotic, so the military ranks have not yet been finalized. Even if the commendation order can catch up, judging from Paul's performance today, it needs to be updated again.

"Set up the cannon and shoot me down the mountain!" Pascal applied a [Levitation Technique] to the shotcannon to speed up everyone's transfer and erection. However, he forgot about the recoil for a moment, and almost missed firing the lightweight cannon in the opposite direction with one blast. go out.

Paul watched the battlefield situation and suddenly said: "Stop setting up artillery, let's move from this high ground."

Drouot couldn't even understand: "We finally occupied this key position, and we have to give up?" He thought Paul was frightened by the enemies who fought back.

"It's not about giving up, it's about preparing to move. This place will soon be useless." Paul didn't use a telescope and squinted to take in a panoramic view of the battlefield in the rain:

"On the main battlefield below, our army's follow-up charge was obviously weak, but the imperial army had no intention of counterattack. The battle line seemed to have made a breakthrough in the west, but in fact, the enemy army did not suffer a large-scale attrition. This shows that the imperial infantry is closing the battle line in an orderly manner. Move closer to the east side.”

Drouot looked and saw that the density of the Imperial Army's eastern front had increased a lot.

"But their east side, that is, our side, even though they knew that Highland 2 was lost, they still approached and were exposed to artillery fire. It is impossible for the enemy to mobilize all their troops to regain a position, right? Abnormal scheduling

"Combined with the enemy troops who are now returning to attack the high ground." Paul retracted his gaze and looked down at the enemies attacking the high ground.

At this time, Pascal was leading his comrades in the artillery battalion to fight bravely against the enemy, preventing them from advancing even an inch. However, in Paul's eyes, it was obvious that the opponent's fighting will was not high: "These enemy troops used small groups to make feint attacks in rotation, trying their best to Avoid casualties from fighting and then combine with the main force moving closer to the east."

He took out the map: "We should go around the woods from the east side and go to the semi-permanent camp that the scouts explored before."

Paul's thoughts and speaking speed were very fast, and Drouot could only extract the core idea: Paul judged that the enemy was going to retreat on a large scale! Therefore, the strategic significance of the highlands now occupied has plummeted. Rather than taking time to deploy and then fire one or two shots, it is better to move to the next position to ensure that the enemy's main force is still within range.

"It's very simple to verify." Paul also ran to the edge of the high ground and discussed with Pascal for a moment using [Communication Technique]. The two of them used [Fireball Technique] together, and it was as big a fireball as possible.

This trick is not about the number of kills, but the most direct way to tell the enemies below: There is a spell caster here!

Sure enough, the heat wave of the fireball faded away, revealing the cautious and fearful faces of the Imperials. They still pointed their guns at the Valois people on the highlands, but they had begun to gradually retreat.

"It's just as I thought." Paul looked down at the retreating soldiers. He turned around and reported to his commander: "It was indeed the enemy who was feigning an attack. They have retreated now. And after we cast the spell, no enemy mages fought back, which proves that those guys have moved. Yes. The wise caster is always the first to escape."

Drouot finally trusted Paul's judgment and issued new instructions to the entire battalion to move closer to the enemy's position. He said to Paul: "But you two can always be at the forefront."

Pascal thought to himself: Actually, I was dragged away by my junior brother.

As Paul walked, he raised his arms and shouted: "Because I want to defend the motherland! I want to make meritorious deeds! Become a general!" He looked down at the smoke-filled battlefield: "When I got here, I was even more convinced that I was a qualified Garciniacan. Jun, I like fighting!"

Drouot patted his shoulder with approval before leaving: "Yes, soldiers who don't want to become generals are cowards."

Pascal noticed the change in his junior brother's expression and used [Messaging Technique] to quietly ask: "What's wrong with you? Is your shoulder injured?"

Paul's momentum was a little depressed: "It's not sir. Mr. Drouot took away what I wanted to say!"

Pascal rolled his eyes while holding the gun: "Are you embarrassed to boast like this?"

Taking advantage of the victory, the Valois Army planned to continue using skirmishing tactics.

The commander replaced the more attrited troops, reorganized the soldiers who still had fighting ability, and sent them straight through the woods - as long as there was no formation, the sparse groves would not disrupt the formation. On the east road, the grenadier cavalry took turns to harass the tail of the retreating enemy troops. The original reserve team became the main force, following the cavalry in pursuit.

The Imperial Army retreated to the "Turtle Shell".

It is said to be a "shell", but there is no permanent fortress, but more than five floors of trenches surrounding the camp. Combined with the scattered longitudinal communication trenches, when viewed from a bird's eye view, it does look like the cracks of a turtle shell.

Just from the number of layers, we can see the madness of "Turtle Richard". It is also because the top generals are rotating, which gave him and his engineers four days and three nights of digging time without supervision from their superiors. Mage Richard has reason to suspect that if there are enough barbed wires, he will definitely put them in front of every trench.

Now, the trenches that are considered redundant have played a key role. They accommodate most of the imperial infantry, and combined with small steel helmets, they give every imperial soldier a great sense of security.

The cavalry naturally cannot attack, and the infantry of the National Guard will not arrive so quickly. The imperial soldiers who turned quickly leaned against the muddy wall and took a breath.

During this period, a shell actually fell into the trench. At first they were still very frightened, but soon found that the probability of being hit was extremely small.

At this time, Paul, who entered the new position, took the telescope handed over by Drouot. The battalion commander asked, "How is it?"

Paul sighed, "The results are almost zero. These cowards are scattered in the gutter, and firing at them is a waste of ammunition."

"What a pity, it's rare that we can reach the new position as quickly as possible." Drouot also took a risk. Their artillery battalion moved too quickly. If the messenger from the command center couldn't find anyone, he would probably be subject to military law for acting without authorization.

"No, our battalion can still be effective." Paul asked the artillery to adjust the target: "Fire at the thing in front of the defense line, and hit all the shells as much as possible in one place."

Paul has discovered that the barbed wire hinders the effectiveness of the skirmish tactics. Now the imperial infantry has better cover, and the infantry of the National Guard is helpless in the face of the barbed wire covered with thorns.

Paul's shells blasted a hole, but soon a new section of barbed wire was added.

"We have to think of a way to continue to break through!" Paul stuffed the telescope back to Drouot.