"Flanks! There are enemy magic armor on the flanks! ”

"What about the artillery!? We need artillery! ”

The soldiers on the battlefield were in disarray, the magic armor was detouring, the Bretanian soldiers would rush in about ten seconds, and all Nolan could do was stand up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Brothers! If you want to survive, you will have a bayonet with me! Let the Bretanians see the courage of the Fizein! Come on! Nolan was the first to rush out with a rifle with a bayonet on it, and he didn't dare to look back to see how many warriors were following him, and all he could see was the hideous faces and bayonets of the Breton soldiers on the ground.

"Rush! For the sake of the family! A roar rang out from the trenches behind him, and the soldiers, who were significantly smaller than the Brittany, with their rifles with bayonets on their hand, followed Nolan out of the trench and launched a countercharge against the attacking Brittany!

White-knuckle warfare is an extremely brutal battle, generally speaking, the casualty rate of both sides is basically 1:1, which not only requires soldiers to have good assassination skills, but also to have a strong psychological endurance, that is, stable psychological quality.

Neither the Bretanians nor the Fizein soldiers have experienced the baptism of white-knuckle combat, and although the Wizard Industrial Age melee combat is no longer a professional rush battle, no one wants to play this kind of deadly melee combat.

With the development of magic technology and the emergence of more firearms, bayonet training did not occupy much time in the entire soldier training, but the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, and the critical moment is to go up recklessly!

The bayonet rifle in Noah's hand was like a poisonous snake, allowing the bayonet of the enemy on the opposite side to stab directly into the enemy's chest.

The veteran had experienced several white-knuckle battles before, and the time spent fighting and using knives before joining the army was also very long, and he still had a lot of experience in the use of bayonets.

The Brittan soldier fell to the ground with an angry and unwilling face, and Nolan let the corpse take advantage of the situation and threw the butt of the rifle against the helmet of the other soldier, like a stick, and instantly achieved two kills.

But Nolan's good luck ended here, because in the next second, the officer with the big cap brandished his command knife and directly cut off the veteran's left arm!

With severe pain, fear, and weakness after falling to the ground, the quick-eyed Nolan didn't have time to think about it, so he picked up something from the ground with his only remaining hand and opened fire on the officer in the big cap.

It was a single-shot musket, and I don't know what idiot had a bayonet attached to it, but Nolan thanked him for at least blowing the enemy's head off with a single shot.

He struggled to his feet, and found that the Fizerin soldiers were rapidly dwindling, and although they were very brave enough to fight the enemy, it was wishful thinking to win against an enemy who was superior in numbers and equally insane.

A violent explosion sounded from the other side of the position, and from Nolan's position, all you could see was the wreckage of a magic armor that had been hit by the artillery, and the body of Old John was broken into several pieces and scattered around the artillery.

Is it going to end...... Are you going to lose?

The wound on his left arm kept bringing blood out of his body, and the cold and numbness made Nolan lie on the ground, and the clouds in the sky were still so beautiful, but the last scene the veteran saw was the moving wheel that the magic armor slowly ran over.

……

When Lorraine received the report, the troops had just broken through three lines of defense in a row, "Your Excellency, Lieutenant General. The intelligence officer who came to report said, "The last enemy on the periphery has just been completely destroyed, and the main army of Fizein has been surrounded by us, so we only need to transport the arms and materials from the rear in time to continue the siege to the enemy, and soon this land will be conquered by you." ”

"Sounds good, don't wait for supplies?" Lorraine looked at the intelligence officer's report, "It's too time-consuming, I'll use some dirt to get supplies." ”

The earthy method that Lorraine said is naturally the ability of the Son of Heaven Forward Base, who was able to create elemental guards, healing devices, and garrison bases, but now with the blessing of the Sleeping Moon Goddess and the Magical Research Institute and the teachings of Mariana, he has been able to make munitions from the resources he has gathered.

I have to say that if Lorraine wants to become an arms dealer, it is really a very easy thing to do, or in other words, even if you surround him and the legion, this guy can rely on the bug-like ability of the son of heaven to grow old.

"Alright." Lorraine put away the report, "Order the troops to continue their operations, make sure to keep the enemy firmly encircled, and hopefully destroy all the enemy at once." ”

"Yes!"

……

It was frustrating for Hayes to stand in the ruined town, looking at the buildings around him that had long since been in ruins, and the streets littered with corpses and the wails of survivors.

Why did the Bretanians rush to exterminate?

Ever since the Legion was defeated by the enemy in a frontal battle, and had to set up defensive lines everywhere to ensure that the living forces could flee to other forces, the wailing here has never ended.

It has to be said that the government of the Fizerin was very decisive, and found that the Bretanians could not be defeated in a frontal battle, so they decisively sent all the magnates and soldiers who could be evacuated to Dane State, leaving only the remnants of the defeated army to suffer with the enemy here.

Coupled with the presence of the Warlords, not many civilian soldiers and officers were able to leave this hellish place, but why continue to fight when there is no chance of victory?

Hayes didn't understand or understand, and those commanders should also know that without the fire of the air cavalry and most of the artillery, how could it be possible to rely only on the magic armor against the opposing "Fenrir" army.

Confused in his own thoughts, Hayes didn't notice something in the eyes of more and more civilians and soldiers in the wreckage around him, but if he could see the red flag, it would be needless to say.

"Hayes, what are you doing here? Don't you go and ...... it soon" Before the commander's words were finished, a group of ragged people appeared in front of them, looking really miserable and completely without any combat effectiveness, but the red flag in the hands of the young man in the lead was really terrifying.

"You guys! What are you doing! ”

No one answered the officer's questions, and the soldiers and patrolmen on duty looked at these familiar faces at a loss, they were comrades-in-arms, civilians and even good friends, but what were they doing now?

"Damn! Hayes! I command you - catch these rebellious bastards! ”

"What...... Sir, you mean...... Rebel? ”

"Yes! You idiot, hurry up and carry out the order! ”

Looking at the unarmed crowd and the angry chief, Hayes had a rifle in his hand as if it had a thousand pounds, and he couldn't move his body.

The officer nervously pulled out his pistol, if it was just a riot it would be easy to solve, but if - the next second a burst of magic interfered with the man's brain a little, and his fingers unconsciously pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The young man standing at the front was stunned and slowly slid towards the ground, but his hands were firmly holding the red flag.

It was over, it was Hayes's first thought, and then he turned around and raised his rifle in his hand to fire at the chief, and countless people rushed behind him. (To be continued.) )