Chapter 418 Plan Failed

"I hope the general will give up the attack as soon as possible and stop letting our comrades die in the stinking ditch." Paul witnessed the hand-to-hand combat in the trenches, which was slow and tragic.

For the attackers, the five trenches constituted a muddy maze of death, and they could encounter ready enemies at any corner. The narrow passage, the gradually increasing rain, and the double debuff made the long-handled rifles basically useless. The soldiers who entered the trenches had no choice but to take off their bayonets and fight the enemy.

"We need to find new tactics that can cut through the layers of barbed wire and trenches vertically, instead of just squeezing into one point like now." Paul thought of his favorite thousand-layer puff pastry - a dessert with layers of puff pastry, cream, and fruit. He had to cut through the layers with a sharp knife first, otherwise he would be as embarrassed as today's infantrymen if he took a bite directly.

"The 'knife' that cuts through the thousand-layer defense line needs a good 'blade' that can break through the barbed wire, cross the trenches, resist bullets, and open up a relatively safe passage for the follow-up troops."

"Let the mage rush to the front? Or the heavy knight?" Drouot thought so.

In the current battle, in order to maximize the advantage in morale, the National Guard boldly adopted the skirmisher tactics, coupled with the application of radio, and achieved impressive results in the first round of charge.

However, by coincidence, the soldiers of Valois ran into the masterpiece of "Lieutenant Colonel Turtle". During this period, the mage of Valois tried to repeat the old trick and open more gaps, but unfortunately the imperial mage who had been prepared used the energy spell to bombard crazily before the earth and stone palm landed. There is also the disgusting [Lightning Beam]. Every time the National Guard is about to break through the gap, it will come and electrify the tired soldiers.

In this way, the imperial army's position has stabilized, and some officers even thought that the camp with five layers of armor is impregnable.

But Lieutenant Colonel Hench, the paranoid and creator of the defensive position, didn't think so. He couldn't sit still even in the tent of the command post, smoking one cigarette after another, and the smell of low-quality tobacco filled the command post.

The general himself smoked, but he wanted to inhale the superior aroma from the high-end pipe pot rather than the second-hand smoke mixed with moisture.

Fortunately, "Lieutenant Colonel Turtle" became the biggest contributor at the moment, and it was embarrassing to drive Hench out of the tent again. The general and the staff could only glance at him occasionally, and then let him continue to pace and smoke.

Richard now stood with Lieutenant Colonel Richard Hench, who had the same name, and listened to how the general commanded this "counterattack". In fact, everyone knew that if they were not captured by the National Guard today, they would win.

Finally, Richard Hench dragged the colonel of the same name out together, and the others were pardoned.

(Mage) Richard knew why Hench was anxious. The two of them were standing in the rain at this time. The problem was the water that fell on them:

Richard Hench pointed out that when building trenches, they were rushed and did not have complete drainage. In fact, the annoying Valois spring rain kept falling, and the accumulation of water in the trenches was an inevitable problem.

No iron man can stay in the mud and maintain combat effectiveness, not to mention that the weather is not hot enough now, and the rain will cause hypothermia.

Hench took out his pocket watch: "The battle has lasted for nearly four hours. Except for the wounded who were evacuated by chance, the general has no extra troops to rotate the first batch of combatants. Think about it, fighting in the cold and muddy water, without hot food and water."

Richard somewhat understood why Lieutenant Colonel Hench would preside over the construction of trenches almost paranoidly. He not only judged the situation based on the situation, but also thought for the soldiers. A qualified general should "love his soldiers for victory", but Hench could not do it.

"The general may be right. What you said is also troublesome for the enemy. What our army needs to do now is to delay as much as possible until the enemy retreats and gives up the attack."

"Yes, you and the general are both right." The cigarette in Hench's hand was extinguished by the rain, making his hand holding the cigarette a little helpless. After Richard cast a spell on him and relit it, Hench took a deep breath: "But don't forget the weird morale of the National Guard."

In an era when an average of 400 bullets can cause fatal casualties, morale is also a decisive factor.

Lieutenant Colonel Hench has read the book that Richard found, and he can basically understand the source of the enemy's morale. However, he believes that the rise and fall of morale on the battlefield mainly depends on the combat situation. Those slogans that "sound better than singing" are just to increase the "basic value" of morale.

Hench exhaled white smoke: "Now both sides are in a bitter battle. According to the current trend, the water in the trenches is rising higher and higher, and the morale of both sides is getting lower and lower. But we are fighting a defensive battle. Once there is an accident in the camp, not only will we lose our strength, but the Valois will also be greatly motivated."

What Hench wants to guard against is what Richard did when he conquered the Moncado Fortress. If the enemy succeeds in a sneak attack, the deadlock will be broken instantly.

The reason why he pulled Richard out is also based on this: the most likely person who can break through the defense line and sneak attack the rear camp of the Imperial Army is a spellcaster. And if you want to guard against mages, you can only be a mage.

Richard understood Hench's anxiety, and he continued to think seriously for Hench: "Even if I am missing from the command post, there are still three intermediate mages, so there is no need to worry. The value of the medical area and the maintenance area is not great, so we report to the general and ask for strengthening the defense of the ammunition depot."

"Yes, hurry up."

The battle and the rain seemed to be coming to an end, and the National Guard and the Imperial Army were all at their limits.

As more and more healthy men were taken to the battlefield, the garrison of the Imperial Army camp gradually became empty.

In front of the ammunition depot, the soldiers who were originally responsible for patrolling had to take on the task of transporting ammunition supplies. They didn't know how many times they had run, and they were very tired. They didn't cover the waterproof felt cloth as carefully as they did at the beginning.

After the soldiers who transported the ammunition left, a small explosion mixed with the sound of rain, and at the same time, a spellcaster sneaked into the camp. He appeared out of thin air, and the illusion curtain that blocked the space in the corner of the ammunition depot made the space a little disharmonious.

It succeeded. The spellcaster who came to attack tried to calm himself as much as possible, calmed his mood, and tiptoed in, walked past the open crates, and stopped at the place where the gunpowder was stored.

At this time, the effect of the scroll ended, and the curtain that helped him to be invisible collapsed, revealing the young man's uneasy face and muddy military uniform. He also got the gray-blue uniform of the Imperial Army, which was a little ill-fitting.

Apprentice Jules, a man with a special talent in space magic, if he had not joined the National Guard, he should have continued to study in the Starry Tower, where his talent would be valued and he would have achieved at least as much as Caroline.

He used the most mature "Leap" for stealth and breakthrough. "Leap" can be further improved to [Phantom Step], a displacement spell that tests talent. Now he still needs the help of moonstone powder to achieve it.

The bold apprentice grabbed another handful of moonstone powder from the material bag. There was not much powder left in the bag, and he might not be able to return safely.

But it doesn't matter. There is no one else now. Jules' other hand condensed a small flame.

"I caught you."

Richard's voice sounded from the felt cloth. Jules, who was not prepared, was hit by the ray and his body gradually became cold. The flame and the apprentice's plan were shattered together.