Chapter 457: Rush Out of the Strait!

Obviously, hard fighting won't work. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After thinking for a while, he went back to the cabin to get the telescope, and the watchtower on the flagship had collapsed, so he took a small sampan to a nearby boat, climbed the watchtower to observe the surrounding terrain, and determined the location based on the map drawn by the previous hot air balloon observation.

This is a long and narrow sea area, and through the lens, he can clearly see the land on both sides, and he can basically be sure that it is in the middle of the strait.

The artillery position was more than 2,000 meters away, and the group of artillerymen was taking advantage of the gap between waiting for the transport team to eat dry food to replenish their physical strength.

As the vanguard of the Arna group, their only task was to hold the strait from anyone and repel the fleet from the naval port until a large number of reinforcements arrived.

It has only been less than two days since the incident at the naval port, how did the Danish army quickly learn the news and arrange its deployment?

The reason is, the patrol that met yesterday at sea.

Previously, Zheng Fei led the Spartan army to make trouble in Copenhagen and kidnap Christine, and the king had no choice but to pursue them, so he could only watch them go.

The king guessed that the group would find a way out of Denmark after saving Christine, so he immediately ordered all his generals to march as fast as they could, including by sea.

However, there was one general who was not present, and that was the general of the artillery unit, Duke Tuchman. The king sent people to the duke's house, but found that the manor was already empty, and he guessed that the duke had something to do with it, so he informed the troops that as long as there were people under the banner of Duke Tukman, they must find a way to stop them!

However, what he didn't expect was that the group of people did not rush out of the city after robbing Christine, but turned back to the naval port and set a fire, ruining the Danish Dynasty's eight years of hard work, and ruining the expedition plan.

The news of the raid on the naval port had not yet reached his ears, otherwise he would have personally led the army to frantically hunt down Zheng Fei and the others, instead of staying in the palace comfortably and drinking and waiting for the news.

Yesterday, the patrol encountered Zheng Fei's fleet by chance, and thought it was an expeditionary force from the naval port, but suddenly heard someone claiming to be Duke Tukman......

They pretended not to know what to flee and hurried to inform the nearest artillery group of Arna, suggesting that they lie in ambush on the route through which the fleet must pass, that is, this strait.

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On the watchtower, Zheng Fei lowered his telescope and sighed deeply, staring at the sea with a solemn face.

Although the artillery shells on the opposite side were exhausted, he could not let the fleet advance rashly, and there might be other dangers ahead, and then he would be in a dilemma, surrounded by a large number of troops.

Judging from the current situation, the Danish army must know its current position, and the most troublesome thing is that the size of the fleet is too large, and it is impossible to hide people's eyes and ears.

Now, the biggest threat to the fleet is the mysterious Arna artillery group, equipped with state-of-the-art rifled cannons, and judging by the round of shelling just now, the firepower is extremely impressive.

As for other types of troops, don't worry about it, as long as you don't go ashore, no matter how elite the heavy cavalry is, it's a waste.

Standing on the watchtower and thinking for a while with the sea breeze blowing, Zheng Fei grabbed the rope and slid down, took a small sampan back to the flagship, and walked quickly to Christine.

Christine sat cross-legged on the deck, frowning with a sad face, and Urban next to him was talking to him, and I don't know if he was listening.

"Christine. ”

Hearing this stern call, he immediately looked up and saw Zheng Fei striding towards him.

"Christine, you've been in Denmark for so many years, you should know the strength of each army, right?"

"Yes, though I have kept many things in the dark, the king will report to me truthfully about the army, because it concerns the expeditionary plan, and the plan was drawn up by me. When he spoke, Christine's eyes showed a deep sense of helplessness and unwillingness, he used to be so beautiful, but now, heh...... I almost lost my life.

"Very well, tell me about it. ”

Zheng Fei needs to find out the details of the enemy in order to respond, and know that he will not be defeated in a hundred battles.

"The Hamlet Legion, the most brave cavalry unit, has countless brilliant achievements and has made great contributions to the pacification of the north by the Danish dynasty. ”

"The Jax Legion, the most traditional sword and shield soldiers, may sound a bit outdated, but their formidable fighting power is absolutely impossible to ignore, and they are one of the oldest legions in Denmark, the descendants of the royal family. ”

"Legion of Lucker, Spearmen......"

"Okay, don't talk about these useless things. Zheng Fei interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "Only the navy and artillery." ”

Hearing this, Christine raised an eyebrow.

"The main force of the navy has been destroyed by you, and the rest is a little fragile waste...... As for the artillery, except for the Arna Corps, which is equipped with cannons designed by me, the others are equipped with traditional artillery, and the range of two or three hundred meters does not pose any threat. ”

OK. Zheng Fei thought to himself, took a deep breath of relief, and his frowning brows relaxed.

The minimum width of this strait is about four thousand meters, and the length is not visible with a telescope, at least a hundred nautical miles, that is, nearly two hundred kilometers.

As for his own large fleet, all the ships are almost fully loaded, rifled guns, gunpowder, diatomaceous earth, all kinds of supplies, the overall speed is about six knots, and it is currently in the middle of the strait, that is to say, if you want to spend it safely, it will take more than ten hours.

In more than ten hours, I am afraid that Arna's army has already overwhelmed the border and trapped itself in this strait, until more reinforcements arrive, and after running out of ammunition and food, they can only be captured.

So, we must rush out of the strait before the Arna corps arrives!

Now it seems that there is only one solution.

Standing up and standing in the wind, Zheng Fei clenched his fists and fixed his gaze on the artillery position a few kilometers away.

"Santiago, go and tell the ships to stop retreating, and put away the sails and moor the ships at sea. Also, send the Spartan regiment ashore. ”

"At this time to go ashore... Isn't the soldier looking for death against the artillery?" Santiago probably used his brain for the first time, scratching his head in bewilderment.

"No, they've run out of shells, and reinforcements haven't arrived yet. Zheng Fei took a deep breath and urged: "Go and do it, we have to hurry up." ”

Santiago nodded and walked away.

Zheng Fei looked around and noticed that there were quite a few mountains near the strait. (To be continued.) )