Chapter 565: Edge of the War Zone (I)

The surging waves swept across the green fields along the Rhine River, advancing along the vacant defense line toward the wide-open production area of ​​the Western Defense Line.

When the other knight lords under the protection of the Teutonic Knights learned the news at noon the next day, they received the bad news of the cavalry escaping from the fortress during an afternoon tea with milk and honey.

The proud Rhine River defense line lasted less than ten days, and on the eleventh day, it was breached by the heavy firepower of the Eastern Alliance.

"They have 200,000 people!"

The Teutonic Knights' defense line simply could not provide so many troops to exchange with the Eastern Alliance. The Teutonic soldiers could only barely make a 1:1 exchange with the soldiers of the Alliance in the meat-grinding war.

As the party that was raided, bombarded with artillery fire, and even had a disadvantage in terms of manpower, being able to come up with a 1:1 exchange ratio was already a manifestation of their familiarity with the terrain and extremely well-trained.

But everything ended at the moment the meat-grinding war began.

Failure was a foregone conclusion.

The defenders of the Teutonic Knights simply could not separate the jagged front lines...even if they directly used the fortress artillery to provide fire support to the front line without distinguishing between friend and foe, and let the rain of shotguns harvest the lives of everyone in the open area.

When the fortress artillery and light artillery exposed their coordinates, the air forces such as the Eagle Cavalry and Pegasus Cavalry would dive with 20 kilograms of explosives to destroy the artillery positions ten seconds later.

Some of the air forces were shot down during the dive, and fell on the ground and exploded into mud pillars, while the other part successfully served as wet guided bombs to send the fortress artillery group into the sky.

Soldiers on both sides would desperately fill themselves as bullets at the moment the gap was exposed, put bayonets against the enemy's chest, and blood soaked two different types of standard armor.

The monster infantry put into the battlefield made this meat grinder war even more cruel. The armored trolls, barbarians, and other constructs and monster infantry pushed the battlefield one step forward towards the meat grinder.

"Attack! Tear open their lines!" the centurion roared.

The coalition soldier pulled the bayonet out of the chest of a troll belonging to the Teutonic Knights. Before he could catch his breath, the armored troll belonging to the Teutonic Knights swept away a group of soldiers with the iron hammer in his hand, and was blown up in the head by the musket barrage of the coalition...Far away, the beast-shaped giant wolf was shot into a sieve by the dense musket barrage before it even took advantage of its physical advantage.

The fall of the monster infantry did not mean the end of the battle. The coalition and the Teutonic Knights stepped over the corpses on the ground that were being collected by the light stream and moved forward.

"Hold the line! Push up!" The officer wearing a pointed helmet roared.

The musketeers of the Teutonic Knights raised the bayonets in front of their rifles, and after a hoarse roar to boost morale, they fought with the coalition soldiers who came up.

The fight between the soldiers was decided in an instant with a stab.

The winner lives, and the loser dies.

The coalition forces did not mind raising the intensity of the war by one level. After entering the meat-grinding war, the battle between the two sides changed from a war of attrition to a one-off war of competing for stock.

No one could draw enough troops from the territory to fill the meat-grinding battlefield, and the coalition forces would not give the Teutonic Knights' defenders 72 hours of rebirth time.

The heavy knights drawn from the Teutonic Knights also disappeared quickly like a snowflake thrown into the ocean.

The role of small elite units in such a high-intensity battlefield was also greatly weakened. The Teutonic heavy knights trapped in the formation were just a can that could be opened by a musket volley. The wizards and mages rushed to the front with the coalition soldiers holding explosive packs while they were still preparing to cast spells.

The era of one against a hundred has completely ended. Except for unreasonable high-level ability users, as long as the middle and low-level spellcasters are trapped in the dilemma of being unable to move, there will be countless three-kilogram and five-kilogram explosive packs waiting for him.

Even if the person standing here today is Yves, who belongs to the Holy See, the soldiers of the coalition will send her to hell with absolute determination.

Since there will be no real death, then adopt a tactic that will not really kill her.

Everything is for the purpose of completing the combat mission more efficiently.

The coalition has begun to initially possess some of the forms of future high-era lords in war.

Shouts and killings penetrated the night sky.

For the Eastern Coalition, as long as they can take down the Rhine Fortress of the Teutonic Knights, no matter how much they pay, it is worth it.

For the Teutonic Knights, they cannot retreat. One step back means losing everything... They believe and know that the other knights behind them will not be kind enough to give them part of the territory to make a comeback.

The land under the sun is always so tempting.

Let countless people shed blood for this.

Until dawn, this seemingly endless meat-crushing war finally ended with the coalition's bloody victory.

The Holy See Crusaders farther away did not notice anything. There were more important things waiting for them to solve. White boots stepped on the dark mud.

The priests in white and red cross robes frowned as they looked at the buildings that were originally prepared for them but were now completely reduced to ruins, as well as the camp for wounded soldiers from afar where constant wailing could be heard.

Someone had to be held accountable for the failure of the expedition.