Chapter 180: Battle Drill

The grand military parade has ended, and people are all shocked by the heroic posture of the soldiers of their own province. Although in the final stage, the motley army of unknown origin made the parade seem a little less perfect, but it did not affect everyone's excitement.

At the end of the ceremony, the ordinary people were talking enthusiastically as they prepared to disperse slowly. What I saw today is quite a lot of talking points, enough for these people who have a boring life to brag about for a month.

At this time, they suddenly heard that there was something more exciting to come, and everyone immediately stopped leaving.

Actual combat drills?

War?

A military parade is a march in formation, no matter how you adjust it step by step, it is uniform and high-spirited, after all, it is a superficial thing. Whether we can fight, whether we can fight a tough battle, and whether we can win a war still have to go through the baptism and test of war before we can finally make a conclusion.

Even ordinary people have a clear understanding of this concept.

But in their lifetime, they would never have had the opportunity to witness a war with their own eyes. Even if they are lucky or unlucky, the first thought in the hearts of these ordinary people will not be to rush forward with enthusiasm to open their eyes, but to run as far as they can, as far away as possible from the deadly killing battlefield.

Actual combat drills may be the most "real" war they can see.

On the spacious and flat school field, separated by a distance of about 500 steps, the two teams stood opposite each other.

On the left-hand side are 600 sword and shield soldiers lined up in a neat phalanx. The warriors wore leather armor and carried shields in their left hands and swords in their right hands. Everyone stood silently, looking at each other with complicated eyes.

Five hundred paces away, their opponents in this actual combat drill were none other than 300 Aberdeen warriors who were ridiculed by the audience as a ragtag army.

Although it is impossible to hear the content of the people's discussion in the middle of the military parade, the perception of this army is surprisingly unanimous among the Hanover army and the people.

There are only 300 people, and it actually looks like a large corps, and all kinds of distant and near arms, offensive and defensive arms, are mixed together and melted into one furnace.

Although ordinary soldiers are not generals who lead troops, at least common sense is still there. Such a rigid cramming of different branches of the army into a team, whether in ancient times or at home and abroad, has never heard of such a precedent.

Could it be that if all the arms are put together, the advantages and characteristics of each branch of the arms can be brought into play, and thus a strong combat effectiveness can be produced? If it's that simple to lead an army, then who can't become a famous general?

The soldiers were disdainful, and the generals in charge of the command were even more dissatisfied.

The 600 men under his command are new recruits, fresh blood recruited after the Glorious Empire and the Riga Empire have completely torn their faces. This is the same as the 300 people on Her Royal Highness's side. The only difference was that they worked hard and sweated on the barracks in Hanover. At the same time, Aberdeen's recruits were fighting to the death against the enemy on a real battlefield.

But the same recruits, why do they think that we are inferior to each other? Has all the hard training over the past few months been in vain? Let's fight them twice as many people?

The general didn't know if the proposal was made by the princess's legation or if it was the Duke's own idea. But no matter what, there is no doubt that he and his warriors are nakedly looked down upon.

I'll let you know how awesome!

He thought viciously in his heart.

Suddenly, the drums of the shaking war sounded, and the battle began!

Grand Duke Smowa looked lazily at the field, a little excited.

The parade was planned and arranged by him, and the clash that came from the Aberdeen phalanx was also deliberately guided by him, and Hanover's 600 soldiers against the Aberdeen 300-man phalanx was also his suggestion.

Anthony didn't think much of it, and nodded happily in agreement.

The Duke has done so much just to see with his own eyes whether the sunny young man in front of him is really as magical as the intelligence says.

But unfortunately, everything went smoothly in the front, but in the end there was a small mistake - Anthony did not play in person, but sent an equally young general under his command, Tang Feng, who performed well in the counterinsurgency battle.

The reasons he gave were so good that it was impossible to find fault with them.

"These soldiers were trained by Mr. Tang Fengqian, and they are very familiar with each other. It was most fitting that he would be in charge of leading and directing the battle. ”

Whatever the reason, at least Grand Duke Smowa's plan fell through. Whoever wins or loses this battle has no meaning to the Duke.

Moreover, he also has a feeling of being despised .

When you fight with twice as many people, you are already showing weakness to the enemy and admitting that you are inferior to the other side. Considering that the blades that have opened the front and seen blood are more sharp and fierce, such a number should be relatively safe compared to Hanover, and the odds of victory are quite large.

In such a situation, if the princess's side wants to win, Anthony must show a little different and eye-catching ability.

This is exactly what the Grand Duke of Smoisa is eager to see.

But unexpectedly, the young man didn't end up at all, but just casually assigned a subordinate to fight.

Is he going to give up?

As soon as this thought came to the Grand Duke's mind, he immediately denied it.

Impossible.

The eldest princess of Arina left behind the two main battlefields in the country and came to Hanover Province with a group of powerful combat forces thousands of miles away, for what the Duke could figure out with his toes.

If they lose cleanly in front of all the soldiers and civilians of Hanover and the heads of the families, it will undoubtedly be a heavy blow to their prestige. No matter what you want to do, the difficulty will increase exponentially.

If you don't do your best and want to win the battle, there is only one explanation: the other side is pinching the Hanover 600 fighters as soft persimmons.

Hum! Let the end result speak for itself.

Grand Duke Smowa's face was light, but his heart was not without annoyance.

The battle began soon and ended quickly.

The moment the dust settled on the school ground, Grand Duke Smowa, like other nobles, stood up and looked ahead in amazement, his face had long since lost his usual calm and deep.

He thought that his side might lose, but he never thought that he would lose so completely and so quickly.

Even the main person he is concerned about, the young man who has repeatedly created miracles, has not yet made a move.

Everyone on their side is still indignant, thinking that Hanover is despised by the other party. It turns out that it's not that the other party despises him, it's that he is too self-righteous.

A slight wave of his hand is enough to knock him down, but he is chattering and shouting that people should not underestimate the enemy, be careful and pay attention, and go all out.

As soon as he thought of this, his face had already been cultivated to a thickness like the corner of the city wall, and the Duke still felt a burst of heat on his face.

Hanover's commander stood still, stunned, unable to believe what he saw.

This is a battle drill, and the commanders of both sides do not have to lead the charge, as long as they stay behind and command the troops to fight.

Because of this, he was able to clearly see that the thick phalanx of 600 people under his command was cut in half by the opponent. At this time, the formation was completely scattered, and it was no longer possible to organize effective resistance.

Anyone can tell that Hanover's defeat is a foregone conclusion.

How did it come to this?

Despite the fact that the whole process was happening right under his nose, the general found it difficult to understand......

With the sound of drums and trumpets, the phalanxes on the left and right sides started at the same time, slowly approaching each other.

Both sides were well maintained and there was no messiness at all.

Hannover was still moving at an even pace, but the opponent was moving.

Whoosh!

The sound of breaking through the sky suddenly sounded, and dozens of arrows flew towards Hanover's phalanx of sword and shield soldiers.

"Raise your shield!"

The generals who remained in the rear shouted, and the soldiers who were suddenly slightly flustered when they encountered an attack hurriedly raised their shields.

Tuk tuk tuk!

The sparse arrows landed on the shield and were unmistakably ejected, causing no damage to the protected soldiers.

Of course, this is a drill, the arrows are all processed and the arrows are removed. Even if you are accidentally hit, you will only be left with a red dot as a marker, and you will not really be injured by it.

The same goes for other weapons.

After blocking a rain of arrows, the Hannover phalanx, which had paused for a while, continued to move forward.

The corners of the general's mouth twitched, very disdainful.

It was precisely because he saw the configuration of archers in the opponent's formation that Hanover chose to send sword and shield soldiers to meet him.

Moreover, your own forces have an advantage, and you only need to advance in a dignified manner, and it will be difficult for the opponent to resist. Therefore, a sword and shield soldier with a balance of offense and defense is the most suitable choice.

Of course, the most elite hoplites and hoplites have a better chance of winning. It's just that it's a bit of a bully, and the battle drill will lose its due meaning.

In the phalanx of the princess's mission, there were only twenty or thirty archers, and it was impossible to form a large-scale arrow rain attack. The other party is a shield in each hand, and the arrow attack plays a harassing role at best. After four or five rounds, the two sides have entered the distance of hand-to-hand combat.

Collect your shield, swing your sword, slash!

This whole set of movements, the sword and shield soldiers usually practice a lot. At this time, they came out together, and the end was neat and uniform, full of momentum.

The commanding general was also very satisfied with this, and his eyes widened, wanting to see how the other party responded.

Bang!

The broadswords failed to hit their intended targets, and shields blocked their path.

There are also sword and shield men in the opposing formation, and it can even be said that they are pure shield soldiers.

The shields in their hands were larger than those of the Hanoverian sword shieldmen, covering a wider area, and naturally heavier. At the moment, they are holding hands with both hands and struggling to lift up.

With their all-out defense, the first wave of Hannover's attacks failed to achieve any results.

The sword and shield men draw their swords, retreat, and defend horizontally, giving up the position of the first line to their comrades behind. It's an offensive routine that has been practiced countless times, and everyone knows what they have to do.

But the reaction of the opponents was not what they expected.

Just as they missed the blow and were about to withdraw their swords, spears suddenly poked out from the gaps in the huge shields on the opposite side!

The spear was like a nimble and light viper, ready to retract, and in an instant it re-entered the wall of its own shield, as if it had never appeared.

Hanover's sword and shield soldiers snorted, stroking their chests and abdomen and staggering back. Underneath the palms of their hands are striking red marks.

They are already "dead"!

The sword and shield soldiers in the second row raised their broadswords, stepped forward with a roar, and slashed down with all their might.

I don't know if they saw what happened to their comrades in front of them, but whether these comrades were "killed" or according to their daily training, they should have retreated after a blow. At this point, it was the turn of the second-row fighters to perform.

"Bang!"

As before, the shieldmen who defended with all their might blocked the opponent's hard blow. And half a breath later, with a strong killing intent suddenly appeared again, reaping the results of the battle without hindrance.

"The second group takes a step forward!"

"Four sets of three steps back......"

"Five sets of ......"

Tang Feng's command sounded behind the "Miscellaneous Army", and the speed of his speech was extremely fast, but his voice was clear and steady. Every command was delivered to the ears of the soldiers in the battle, so that they knew exactly what they should do.

Due to the inconsistency of the forward and backward steps of the various parts of the "motley army" front, the soldiers of the two teams fought together in a staggered manner, and the area of the battle seemed a little chaotic.

But the nobles on the high platform not far away saw very clearly, only the phalanx on the Hanover side was in chaos, and there was no chaos at all on the side of the princess's mission.

It's not right to say that, it should be said that they haven't changed at all. Because compared to the neat phalanx of Hanover, their array has always been "chaotic". It's just that now everyone can see that this kind of "chaos" is not really chaos, but has some kind of law. Every soldier in the "motley army" acted according to this law, with the same meticulousness and strictness.

The shield soldier is dedicated to blocking. Block all enemy attacks and keep yourself and your companions safe.

Spearmen specialize in sneak attacks and stabs. While the shield soldier blocks the enemy's attack, he takes advantage of the opponent's future to cover the flaw, and sneaks up on the gap, killing him with one blow.

Archers are ranged attacks. This time, because the opponent is a sword and shield soldier, the archer can only play the role of harassing the attack. But if they are replaced by spearmen, I am afraid that before they can approach their array, I am afraid that many warriors will fall.

The three major arms of the armed forces are formed into small groups according to a certain proportion, and then they are arranged in small groups to form a phalanx. Under the command of the rear commander Tang Feng, the various groups cooperated with each other, echoed each other, and exerted unimaginably powerful forces.

Block, stab, block, stab...... During this period, there are also cold arrows shot by archers looking for gaps.

The tactical moves are very simple, but the killing efficiency is terrifying.

Hanover's commander thought that his opponent was twice as numerous as the opponent, so he could stretch the formation and outflank the opponent left and right while pushing head-on, so as to take the opponent in one fell swoop.

Where did I think that this "miscellaneous army" was actually fierce, and the outflanking of the left and right flanks had not yet reached the position, but the Chinese army's main formation had been penetrated by them and broke out directly.

If this were a real war, Hanover's command center, the generals, including himself, would have been cut down by the enemy. Without the unified command of the supreme general, the remaining soldiers on the battlefield will become a plate of scattered sand, and they will have to fight on their own.

At this point, the battle can be regarded as a winner!