Chapter 21: The Battle of Port Louis (2)

After nightfall, neither side sent any more men to carry out a night attack, and the Norman side because of Lieutenant Colonel Kalinin's three horrific shots at the last moment, the morale of the army collapsed and returned to the camp to count it, which made the senior officers present embarrassed, more than 1,000 people were killed, more than half of them were killed by artillery in the last neat line, and nearly 500 light and serious wounded needed to be treated, but the sparse number of priests and even more scarce medical supplies doomed the wounded to not be very good. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

What made Count George even more nerve-wracking was that their gunpowder was seriously insufficient, and their guns had been seriously lost in high-intensity battles, and now the logistics team didn't know where it was for the time being, and he didn't know if His Majesty the Emperor had sent backups, and it was only now that the former commander of the White Wolf Legion deeply regretted that he shouldn't have done anything alone in the first place, and the sneak attack on the Seventh Legion went smoothly at first, but after a long time, all kinds of problems came out.

"Hey, over there, are you thinking about ordnance?" Crozas suddenly opened his mouth and startled the people in the tent, "Don't talk nonsense, can you still conjure gunpowder and guns, four-legged?" ”

Barely suppressing the burning anger, the centaur general said directly: "I am not an immortal, but I can give you weapons, and even food I can find." ”

With the puzzled crowd straight out of the tent, and then everyone looked at the guns and ammunition all over the ground and all kinds of food, all of which were the items that those cowardly volunteers had thrown in the trenches in less than ten minutes after receiving the enemy, and it only took a few rounds of guns and magic to drop so many materials, which was really enough wastewood.

With all these supplies distributed with joy, it is estimated that they can replace at least a thousand guns, and as for gunpowder or something, it is enough for the Norman army to have a high-intensity battle.

Count George picked up the seized food and took the lead in eating, and the officers took the lead in eating it, which was naturally reassuring, and the things of St. Orlando's were really good, and the organic combination of seafood and wheat cakes was endless.

"With enough supplies, we will definitely be able to attack the port tomorrow, come on, everyone!" Everyone responded happily to the commander, and even Crosas smiled reluctantly, took some of the food allocated to the cavalry and left.

On this side, morale is high, and the morale of the San Orlando Confederate troops in the port is much lower, "The first line of defense is arranged with a thousand people, and your group of waste firewood has less than a hundred dead and wounded before all retreating to the port, isn't it too wastewood?" In particular, the Volunteer Army troops actually discarded most of the guns and ammunition, and there are many more other supplies, do you want to be so careless? ”

"And the mages and priests, don't blame you for not daring to go to the battlefield, after all, you have only joined the army for a year, but can you prepare healing techniques and potions when eating, don't you be able to use spells because of gluttony and diarrhea, don't you feel ashamed to be captured or killed like this!?"

"The only thing that satisfies me is Lieutenant Colonel Kalinin and his artillery squad, thank you for launching artillery in time at the last moment to bombard the enemy, just pay attention to the preparation of ammunition before the next shot, it is better to use solid bullets than chain bullets in dense formations."

Major General Philip paused and looked at Princess Josephine next to him, but unfortunately although this Royal Highness is more than brave, after all, it is the first time to go to the battlefield, and he can't say any good countermeasures, so he can only say that if you need a stormtrooper leader, please inform her.

The royal princess of the allied country doesn't want to be a commander and wants to be a cannon fodder captain, Philip will never let the other party do it, not to mention the strength of the other party, even if she is a strong female warrior, she can have a little accident, otherwise what awaits him is the joint interrogation of the two big countries and the trial of the military court.

"Well, if Princess Josephine doesn't have any major problems, she will dismiss it first, right?"

"Major General, you seem to have missed something...... "Lorraine, who is a logistics officer, is the youngest

Under the pressure of his colleagues, he had to come forward and explain some of the problems that would definitely lead to big trouble if he didn't solve them.

"We don't have to worry about our grain and grass for the time being, but it's only enough for the existing personnel of the whole army to eat for about a week, and you just said that in terms of ordnance, it's just that the four thousand volunteers have only a hundred muskets left in their hands so far, and all of them are old-fashioned rifles, and the maintenance is very problematic, and the gunpowder and lead blocks that can be used for us are reimbursed for one-third of the First World War, and if the artillery is saved, it should be enough for Lieutenant Colonel Kalinin to command the artillery to finish a medium-intensity battle."

Everyone gasped, they didn't expect that the first day of the war would be like this, it was really doubtful, the Confederate forces in Port Louis still had the capital to fight, and it was even more unfortunate that Princess Josephine had contacted the country earlier and learned that the second Fontainebleau discussion had once again collapsed, but it was the increasingly serious uprisings and rebellions on the Corsaland Peninsula in the Near East that were damaging the interests of the Allied countries, so they once again increased their troops to support Baron, the crown prince of the Empire of St. Orlando, who was fighting there? Brittany, and ordered them to hold on and wait for the diplomatic negotiations that were taking place with a third party.

However, Princess Josephine thought of the rubbish ordnance provided by the Dominion of Coman, three of the ten rifles were old and could not be fired at all, three rusted barrels could fit two fingers, three looked new, but in fact they were made of inferior iron that could only hold a little gunpowder, and the estimated range was less than two meters, and the remaining one was simply a wooden stick in the shape of a musket, which could only be loaded with a bayonet and used as a spear.

Not to mention the gunpowder they brought, which was obviously different from the military supplies used by the Riberians, only half of it was gunpowder, more sand, sawdust and black mud, and until now there were no reports of soldiers dying from the explosion of firearms, and she was very satisfied.

Just as he was about to tell his pale-faced colleagues about this, he heard a rumbling explosion, the dust on the roof smashed the dust on everyone's heads like rain, and the people and things in the room staggered together, and finally Kalinin, who had the most combat experience, was the first to react, drew his pistol and saber and rushed out.

Lorraine covered his ears with a faint pain, leaned on the window and looked out, and was surprised to see that the houses in the distance had been blown down in a small area, and there were many figures running around, and from time to time he could see a knight sweeping by, leaving behind screams and torn corpses in half, and after a moment, he suddenly turned back and asked, "Do we have cavalry?" ”

Princess Josephine subconsciously replied, "Yes, but the war horses and everything are placed in the other direction...... and then the others also reacted, "It's a centaur!" Let's go, don't stay here and die! Go out and meet the enemy! ”

Time rewind a little, just when the soldiers on both sides had dinner and rested, the lonely volunteer soldier Roland looked at the Norman barracks in the distance with some boredom, the most boring sentry or something, the sentry and the sentry said hello to his colleagues and walked to a corner.

As a small soldier, he has enough reasons to be lazy, it is too hard to continuously dig fortifications and prepare ordnance, Roland, who was thrown into the ducal cell because of tax arrears before enlistment, does not want to join the army at all, but it is really terrible to be flogged if he does not join, and he may be able to get something on the battlefield.

In this way, he joined the army, and it turned out that the royal princess who led the team was fighting for the first time, and after driving for so long, he didn't catch anything, which had already made Roland and the other soldiers very dissatisfied, and now he had to guard this broken port, except for good seafood, it was useless, if he didn't surrender, it would definitely be better to live than to die, and he definitely deserted.

Just as the little soldier Roland was happily draining the water, he heard a gurgling sound, which frightened him to quickly take off the wooden stick version of the musket in his hand.

"Who's there!?"

Looking around with a musket with a bayonet in hand, he immediately saw a pair of boots in a dark corner, if he was not mistaken, it seemed to be worn by the red-clad soldiers of Riberia, and he walked over to scold this terrible bastard on the big night, when he saw the pale Allied soldier clutching the wound on his neck, lying motionless in a pool of his own blood.

The frightened soldier didn't see a black shadow quietly leaning over, and when the short blade in his hand was about to cut through the opponent's neck, his colleague, who felt that Roland had been out for too long, happened to come over with a gun, and he didn't have time to think about shooting directly.

One shot knocked over the sneak attacker, but this guy was also tough, and he just showed a hideous smile in the face of the two enemy soldiers who ran over, and violently pulled away the black clothes on his body.

"Oh my God, run!"

This very dedicated Norman soldier actually tied dozens of powder pipes to his body, and also pulled the fire rope, the two who didn't care to interrogate him just ran out a few meters before being engulfed by the rumbling explosion behind him, Roland, who didn't know how many injuries he had been injured, unfortunately fell to the ground and entered the countdown to death, his consciousness was very clear, he saw the creature with four hooves running towards him in the dark, and asked about the faint smell of gunpowder smoke and the panicked cries of the sentinels, The last thought on my mind was: there seemed to be ammunition points stacked around here......

A scuffle over the centaurs' rampage begins.