Chapter 563: Backdoor

Soldiers always have their own pride, otherwise they might as well go home and farm.

There are also differences between the old military aristocrats and the academic school.

It just so happens that there are children of the Perez family in front of us, how can we not show off?

As for the vassal regiment, the battalion commander is not afraid at all.

"Brothers, rush them in one wave. We are the Royal First Legion. Don't let down the honor on your back."

The battalion commanders encouraged one by one, and the entire infantry battalion quickly warmed up.

The only artillery platoon, two infantry guns are similar to the one in Franz's hand.

All members of the infantry battalion crawled and approached before the fog dissipated.

The vassal regiment was furiously preparing to retake the position. They were attacked after working hard all night, and they were at their most angry.

When the charge horn sounded, the vassal regiment began to attack angrily.

It was also at this time that the dull sound of the infantry gun sounded from the back.

The officers of the vassal regiment had not yet reacted, and looked towards the village: "How dare you fire? Bring it to me... No, the direction is wrong."

The shells fell on the temporary camp, and the Daxia Infantry Battalion had already started to charge.

The bombardment was the horn of the charge. They did not need any orders, and they stood up and started to trot.

The artillery fire was still falling overhead, but the members of the infantry battalion were not afraid at all.

This is trust. On the one hand, the artillery will extend the artillery fire to a distance at the same time. On the other hand, from a probability point of view, the opponent has more people, and the probability of being hit is higher.

Of course, this is also the performance of the elite.

Franz did not notice the change at first, and was fighting hard with his men. He was afraid that he would not survive today.

However, the attack of the vassal regiment was fierce for a few minutes, and soon retreated again.

At this time, he found that there seemed to be an unknown force attacking the vassal regiment.

He quickly reacted and shouted, "The Empire's army is coming. I am Roger and I dare not watch myself die here."

The originally demoralized slave catchers were instantly revived and looked at Franz in awe.

Of course, they did not think they were worthy of attracting the Empire's army. Only Franz was qualified.

In just one day, the Empire's army came close to them. It was really amazing.

With this identity and background, how could people not be afraid.

Originally, everyone was in low morale and wanted to surrender, but now they were like chicken blood.

"Sir, should we charge?"

Franz finally calmed down a little, and looked at his subordinates who suggested that he attack, and his face twitched.

Without the pressure of survival, he became a salted fish again. It was more comfortable to lie down. Whoever wants to do such dangerous things as fighting can do it.

My ancestors have struggled for generations, so why not enjoy it now! This is Franz's true thought.

"No more charge. The Empire's army is here. We won't cause trouble for them. Besides, our brothers have suffered heavy losses. Let's take a rest!"

Everyone was moved. When they saw that there were not many familiar faces around them, they were actually a little sad.

Outside, the vassal regiment was stunned. After a day of fighting and being attacked at night, they were suddenly stabbed in the back. No one could bear it.

In the past, they heard the instructors talk about how fierce the Daxia army was every day, but they didn't have a direct feeling.

But today they experienced it, it was really fierce.

The mixed-race officers in the vassal regiment were all doubting their lives: "Didn't they say that the Daxia Royal First Legion was second-rate? How could it be so fierce?"

Several times the number of people were almost dispersed by a wave.

When they organized a counterattack, the other side held up the bayonet and fought at close range.

After organizing several waves of charge, the vassal regiment inevitably began to collapse.

In fact, if they were prepared, they would definitely be able to hold on. If they were stationed in the fortifications, they might not be unable to fight back and forth.

But now the result is determined, nothing can be said.

…

Wait for Franz to ask the soldiers of the First Legion of Daxia with a dark face: "Where is your main force?"

Now that he is safe, he wants to settle accounts and see who is plotting against him.

However, the name of the Perez family is not useful here, even the old family relationship he contacted before can't be found.

This map was given by the old family relationship, so he trusted it so much.

Franz didn't get the answer he wanted, and left without saying a word.

He couldn't do anything to these bastards in the New World, so he went back to trouble them.

…

"Gone?"

The first legion, the newly appointed legion commander asked the attendant.

"I saw Sir Franz leave with my own eyes."

"Alas, the old marquis has been a hero all his life, and his descendants have fallen into this state." The legion commander sighed, and then said frankly: "I have tried my best, and I am worthy of the old marquis. This kid doesn't understand, and he will have a disaster sooner or later."

This matter was calculated by him, but he didn't expect that the Governor's Office would cooperate later.

He had long seen the danger Franz was facing. He was flaunting himself everywhere under the name of the crown prince. No matter how shocking it was, he would be in trouble.

He even had the whimsical idea of ​​breeding in the New World. Is this something a crown prince can do?

If something unexpected happened, Franz, who was blamed, would die without a burial place.

He made a plan, which was actually to help him.

But he didn't expect that this kid would be so powerful at the critical moment, and then he would go straight to the road of death.

He was powerless. He wanted to die, and no one could stop him.

...

Franz was still angry, thinking that these old relationships were simply gone.

Grandpa helped so many people when he was alive, but now he even started to plot against himself.

He felt lucky. If he hadn't been weak at the critical moment, he might have died this time.

So Claire saw him very clearly. He was clever but not wise.

As for Claire's family, Mr. Smith felt that his daughter was not right recently.

Originally, he was happy to see the relief association.

Who knew that she was getting more and more troubled recently. First, she bought a batch of printing equipment, and then she set up a magazine company. Now she is busy every day. I don't know what she is busy with.

He wanted to talk to his daughter several times, but he didn't have the chance.

Who knew that his daughter would come to him today.

In the power department, Claire sat in the office of Director Smith, looking around curiously.

Director Smith was about to say a few words to her when he saw Claire take out a book and his face changed suddenly.

"Put it down, put it down quickly."

Claire didn't listen to him. The book was heavily worn, and she opened it curiously.

In the cracks of the book, a few gold coupons glittered, so bright that it was frightening.

The atmosphere was very awkward. Director Smith came over, pretended to be nonchalant, took back the book, and closed it with a click.

"Ahem, why did you come to me today?"

Claire held back her laughter and did not continue to expose her father's stubbornness.

"Of course I came to ask you for a favor. My magazine has been using a lot of electricity recently, and the circuit breaker often trips. Please pull a new industrial power line for me."