Chapter 342: The Decisive Battle

In anticipation of the coming war, the front line of the Border Garrison Corps, which annihilated a small group of Swabian raiders, was moved from a deserted market town to near the mill where the First Battalion was stationed.

In the stream next to the abandoned mill, several officer-like men stood on the bank of the stream, pulling off their pants and urinating into the stream, ignoring the fact that the water point downstream was the point of water for the army.

One of the officers who took off their pants to pee was Bangada. Due to the reorganization of the Wells Regiment, the company level was abolished, and the original Fourth Banner Team of the First Company of the Wells Regiment was changed to the Seventh Banner Team of the Infantry Regiment of the Border Garrison Regiment, and Bangada naturally became the first flag captain.

Bangada lifted his pants, stuffed the giant object back into his pants, and said with a smile to the Passat who was still dripping water beside him: "Passat, I heard that you have been promoted to flag captain?" Directly promoted from team leader to flag captain, you bastard is really lucky! ”

"Strength! The main thing is to look at the strength. You don't see how desperately I tried to kill the Swaben the day before yesterday, there were no less than two Swabens I slaughtered with my own hands, and several more were killed because of my help, but I didn't want to compete with those recruits. The Passat was not humble at all.

This trouble-loving veteran left his post and ran to the farm to eat roast chicken when he was patrolling the battlefield on the Western Front last time, and was caught and beaten with a fifteenth military stick, but because he rescued the baggage team in time and retained the military position of squad leader.

After the formation of the Frontier Garrison Corps, officers were transferred, and Odo felt that it was best to deal with those prisoner soldiers with thorns that were more piercing than the prisoner soldiers, so the unsettled Passat was drawn to the 2nd Infantry Regiment and promoted to squadron leader, just like the bandit-turned-Rigg.

Under the leadership of officers like Passat and Rig, who were half-soldiers, half-ruffians, half-officials and half-bandits, the Second Infantry Regiment also played a majestic role in the battle of ambushing a small group of enemy troops in Swabia on the Heyuan Peninsula, and after the war, Passat was finally promoted again because of his "prominent" military achievements and became a flag captain.

"Then you bastard is really lucky, I heard that more than 400 of you besieged and killed sixty or seventy Swabian lone soldiers, and it takes about six or seven people to divide one enemy soldier, and you alone can kill two, this battle feat is definitely "prominent"! Wei Yu trembled twice and said with a smile.

Wei Xu, the captain of the third flag of the first step corps, is also a veteran squad leader at the same time as Passat, and now Passat has been promoted to the flag captain of the second infantry regiment because of his merits, nominally catching up with Wei Ji and Bangada, but considering the gap in combat strength and treatment between the first and second infantry regiments, Passat, the squad leader, can be regarded as a squadron leader under the Weiju flag team of Bangeda.

But at least Passat was satisfied.

"Look at it, at my rate, I will have to mix a company captain after this war, and if I am lucky, I may be promoted to adjutant of the legion. Ha ha. Passat was suddenly confident in his official career.

"Guys, I've heard that Brammon has brought a few truckloads of good liquor over today, why don't we go to Spencer's in a moment and see if we can steal a few bags and find a place to take a few sips?" We guys don't know when we're all going to die, and we're going to have to get drunk. "The Passat is a dog, and he has just learned to howl from a wolf and is looking for again.

Seeing that Passat was looking for death again, Bangada kindly reminded: "Passat, I have to remind you of a bastard, this is a battlefield, now that you have been promoted to the captain of the flag, there are dozens of men under your command who have their heads on your shoulders, if you want to think more about your men, if you mess around again, you will kill dozens of people." ”

Passat suddenly thought about it, as if it was really a matter of a while, and the wine worm in his stomach was beaten back at once.

At this time, a rallying horn sounded in the mill camp, and the military flag was raised in front of the tent of the first regiment.

"Wei Yu, the first step of the corps has been assembled, let's go back quickly!" Bangada immediately picked up Wei Yu and walked into the camp.

"Huh? Why did you assemble and enter the battlefield early tomorrow morning? Now it's getting dark, where are you going to assemble? Passat did not make the slightest movement in the Second Infantry Regiment and the First Infantry Regiment was already nervous, and his mind was very puzzled.

Bangada glanced back, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't say what you shouldn't say!" Mark my words and stop getting into trouble! Then he plunged headlong into the camp

Yate's Chinese command tent was heavily guarded, and the guards sealed off the tent, and no one was allowed to enter or leave.

Angus and Otto were still working with Art on the final details of the two battles before the rough sandbox.

After destroying the small Swabian army that had been nailed to the rear of the army, Odo simply repaired and distributed weapons and armor in the market town for half a day, adjusted the appointment of officers according to military merits, and then rushed to the mill to join the First Battalion.

Art had already deployed the army for battle, and finally gave two more orders to Angus: "Sergeant Major, I lead Odo's infantry regiment to desperately resist the enemy's attack, you must annihilate the Swabian army under Walloon Fort within half a day, and at least drive the Swabians out of the Walloon Fort defense area and kill more than half of them, otherwise our plan will definitely not work."

Angus stared at the direction of Walloon Fort in the sand table, according to the estimation of the officers and officials of the Chinese army command camp, if the enemy commander Count Landy was willing to completely annihilate the garrison in one battle, then he would at least bring an army of more than 1,000 people (the army under Arter had more than 1,000 men), so that there was a possibility of victory.

If Randy was a cautious commander as Art's torture of captives suggests, he would most likely have drawn most of the army around Wallonburg against Art.

And the fundamental reason why Art chose to fight the Schwabian is that he grasped the core goal of a normal battle is Walloonburg, which is the judgment of victory or defeat in the battle, as long as he can hold Wallonia, even if all the Burgundian troops are killed, it is a victory, of course, Art is different, and all his men are absolutely killed, and the victory of the Bo Kingdom does not represent his victory.

"My lord, after we have annihilated the enemy army under Walloonia, I will still lead the whole army to support you, right? It's not to belittle the Second Regiment, but their combat effectiveness may not be able to stop the Swabians, and if they hear that the troops outside Wallonberg are being attacked, they will inevitably be angry with you, and when the time comes~" Angus could guess the terrible situation of an army dominated by prisoner recruits fighting against an enemy several times the number of its own.

Art refused, "No! The First Legion can't come back! As soon as you annihilate or drive out the Swabians, you take over and secure the city of Wallonia. First of all, establish a perimeter guard near Walloon Fort to prevent the return or sneak attack of the Swabians; Secondly, the hoplites and the 150 elites of the 1st Infantry Corps were transferred to Walloonburg, and all the food, baggage, weapons, armor, and equipment that would help to defend the city in the Swabian camp were brought to Wallonia, and the siege equipment of the Swabians was burned. Third, you personally led the remaining soldiers of the First Army to establish a second line of defense against Wallonia. These three are what you should do, and as for how we deal with this battlefield, Odo and I are responsible for it. There's nothing else to do, go ahead and prepare! ”

Angus stood solemnly, "Yes, my lord, I am waiting for you in Wallonburg. ”

"Brother Odo, I'm waiting for you in Wallonia!"

Angus turned and walked out of the tent, and in a moment the First Legion plunged headlong into the endless night.

There were only two people left in the tent, Arte picked up the wine glass on the wooden table next to the sand table, took a sip of beer, and asked Otto, "Otto, have all the wounded soldiers been transferred?"

"The light and serious wounded soldiers are ready, ready to be transferred to Bramont with the baggage caravan, and according to your military order, the few knights we captured will also be brought to Bramont and sent to Viscount Jon, and three noble prisoners will be exchanged for fifteen soldiers and five carts of food."

"My lord, I'm afraid we will have to pay a lot of price in this battle, right? I hope Obote and they can lead reinforcements north earlier~"

Art glanced at the south opposite the tent door and sighed, pointed to the Asakusa in the sand table and said to Otto: "This is the era when life is as cheap as grass, and the reason why you and I have survived until now is because there is a group of people who are willing to follow us to die." If there is no ten years of war and killing, then there will be a hundred years of peace and rest? Our generation can only forge the plough of the field for the next generation with the sword of the hand, and perhaps your son can enjoy the joy of being free from war and killing, if you can have a son. ”

Odo smiled knowingly, "If I can survive this battle, I will immediately go back to the valley and find a woman to have a bunch of sons!" ”

Art laughed too.

Ron suddenly broke into the tent, "Master! The task force quickly returned, and the Swabians in Wallonburg and the surrounding area were all dispatched in advance, totaling 1,400 men, and marched towards our predetermined battlefield! ”

"Odo, immediately assemble the 2nd Infantry Regiment and march to the predetermined battlefield, the Deadpool team and the crossbow squad and cavalry team are already waiting on the battlefield."

"Ron, the military law team and the guard team also serve as the overseers, from now on you will be in the rear and enforce the battlefield military law!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Two miles northeast of the abandoned mill, in a narrow gap between two dense forests in the gentle hills of the plain, an army lined up in it.

At the front of the gap are seventy or eighty Deadpool soldiers in armor and holding round shields, swords, axes, hammers, and spears, they are all the braver of the prisoner soldiers, and their courage is much stronger in comparison.

Behind the Deadpool were six infantry banners, they were arranged in five columns, forming a phalanx of thirty columns and ten men in depth, after the battle to lure and annihilate the small group of Swabian enemy troops, the weapons in the hands of these infantry and the armor on their bodies were improved, most of them had at least one cotton armor (leather armor) in their hands, and they also had iron winged short spears or sharp single swords, and a small number of warriors such as the prisoner recruit Hans also had a set of iron armor and a tomahawk and a round shield, and the armament was already very sophisticated.

There is an infantry flag on each side of the flanks at the edge of the forest, and their main role is to guard against the enemy troops rushing out of the dense forest and to serve as a reserve force when the phalanx needs to fill the gaps;

Behind the gap are the thirty or so crossbowmen of the legion's crossbow team, according to the convention, the crossbowmen should be in the front and throw a few rounds before moving to the rear, but since they are directly put in the back, there must be a reason to put them behind;

Behind the crossbow team is a special group of people, they are the overseers of the barons' guard and the court-martial, and their role is very simple - to kill the low-ranking officers and soldiers who retreat or cower on the spot.

As for the dense forest on the two wings of the gap, there was no human figure as far as the eye could see, except for miscellaneous trees and shrubs, which were empty.

On the other hand, the pomp and circumstance of the Swabian army can be understood as very large.

More than 1,400 people from the battlefield of Wallonia, which was in the midst of fierce fighting, and the battlefield of Fort Gennet, which had already ceased fighting, were transferred to this dense forest and gentle hill area to prepare for a war that would determine the fate of the frontier.

The Swabian army was very poorly organized, in other words, the composition of the Swabian army was very large, and more than 1,400 people could see more than 20 independent heraldic flags, in other words, this Swabian army was gathered from more than 20 forces.

This is a normal thing, everyone is from all over the country with their own dozens, one or two hundred, at most three or five hundred people rushed to a battlefield, a battle of thousands of people is rarely launched by a lord, so an army like Yate should be an outlier in this era.

On the gentle slope east of the gap in the dense forest, various flags were unfurled, and soldiers wearing various armor and armor were roughly arranged in three to five rows according to the heraldic banners of their respective lords.

The two teams were separated by more than 500 paces, and the cavalry of both sides were cruising back and forth between the two army formations, and they would also contact and fight from time to time, but the driving effect was greater than the killing effect, so there were no casualties on both sides.

In the middle of the two teams, the commanders of both sides rode on horseback to make the final pre-battle negotiations, it was just a matter of etiquette, Art didn't want to play these false courtesies, but in order to delay as much time as possible, he still accompanied a leading soldier sent by the Swabian army to brag for a long time.

Viscount Schwabian noticed that Art was stalling for time, so he stopped dwelling, and the two teams of the pre-battle talks turned their horses and returned to their respective positions.

In a few moments, the battlefield began to sound with horns and war drums of different timbres and tones