The battlefield was fleeting, and in less than three minutes of confusion in the Northern Union, the 20th Volunteer Infantry Regiment of Mills State, under the leadership of the two commanders, Sam and Twen, directly launched a bayonet charge!

The number may be less than 400 people, but the momentum of the decisive battle instantly overwhelmed the soldiers of the Northern Union Army who were in confusion, and the hasty counterattack with guns only made a dozen soldiers fall, and then it was a brutal white-knuckle battle. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The brave wins when they meet on the narrow road, and they see the real chapter in the white-knuckle battle!

Neither side had good bayonet training, but what Alexander saw was that the panicked northern soldiers were being driven away by the Brittan soldiers, even if there was only one squad of soldiers charging at them, and these cowards did not have the courage to fight!

"Resist it, we haven't lost yet!"

If you can't bear it anymore, you don't need to endure it anymore, Alexander drew his command knife and slashed several soldiers and officers who were running around with one sword, and the threat of violence and death calmed down a small group of soldiers and gathered around him.

"Listen, death or counter-charge! Go back now! ”

"But...... Yes!!! ”

Everyone looked at the commander with a look of fear, it was really terrifying to kill people without saying a word, although their number was far greater than Alexander's, but what cowards......

"Go back! Immediately! ”

"Yes!!!"

The soldiers were driven to the battlefield, but there were not enough of them and the timing was already in the hands of the other side - the decisive attack of the 20th Volunteer Infantry Regiment encouraged the surrounding brother troops.

Seeing that the enemy opposite the Volunteer Infantry Regiment was crushed in a wave, it made the blood of the other officers boil, so when the air superiority had not yet been fully established, Nuremberg launched a charge in the frontal direction!

"Lieutenant General Lorraine! Ground! The ground forces are charging! ”

"What the hell !!"

Lorraine has no idea why the ground forces are charging, the special fleet has just entered the field, and the air battle is not over yet!!

Perhaps in response to his question, the main guns of the eight ships of the Special Service Fleet began to turn, the most powerful artillery masterpiece of the Wizard Industrial Age: the sacred enchanted 152 mm naval main battle gun, aimed at the Lexington fleet as it was adjusting its posture.

And then - a large cloud of flames appeared from the muzzle of the cannon, and each battleship had six of these cannons, and forty-eight alchemical enchanted bullets streaked through the air, embracing the enemy with a roar of death.

"Boom!"

First shot, first hit!

According to Lorraine's hostility division just now, the enemy's fifth ship was hit by two 152-millimeter alchemy enchantment bullets, the left flank was shot out of flames, and the forward deck of the ship was dented, and it is completely conceivable that the fleet members inside must be very desolate.

Of course, it should be the ground troops who are even more bleak, the alchemy enchantment bullets falling from the sky are definitely heavy armor-piercing bullets, just smashing down and rolling, it is a mortal threat to both the enemy and the enemy in the travel route.

The most unfortunate thing in this round of shelling was not the enemy's No. 5 ship, but the desolate Northern Combine Army's magic guide armored squad on the ground, which must have been possessed by a calamity, and the six armors were directly hit by an enchanted bullet, and the two infantry squads around it became the record of the special service fleet.

"That's amazing!"

"Is this the Special Service Fleet? We've won! ”

"Well done! Kill the Yankees! ”

The mages cheered, they really needed to cheer, just delaying the time to let the special fleet enter the field, so that Lorraine's mage troops would lose a third, these are all special talents that have been cultivated with great difficulty for the maintenance of magic armor, now......

"Losses are inevitable, and we can only replenish them later." Lorraine secretly apologized to the mages who sacrificed, there are mages who can stand up in times of crisis, even if you are the boss of the preparation class, at this time, you have to pick up the staff and wrench, and go to the sky together with dirt.

The Bretanians cheered for the fleet, then the Lexington fleet went into a frenzy.

"What happened to the battle losses, the damage management team should report quickly!"

“…… There was no response from the front-end alpha barn, it was burning and imploding all the time, and the twelve firefighters who had just entered failed to come out! ”

“…… The left flank turned weakly, and the secondary artillery group was completely wiped out! ”

"Hurry up and report to the fleet commander, the Barbarossa was hit twice, ask for tactical guidance!"

This captain of the Barbarossa is the fifth ship marked by Lorraine, and it is pitiful enough that the special forces fleet can hit this unlucky guy with a salvo.

Although Lorraine's air raids had also caused injuries to other ships, the air force of this era was too short to attack, and spells and items that could inflict significant damage were too high in time and casualties.

However, these are all in the past, and the cannon of the giant ship should be against the cannon of the giant ship, and the duel belonging to the armored battleship in the air should be the highest hymn of steel and flame.

It's just that the commander of Lexington doesn't think so.

"The fleet assaults at full speed, all to close combat!"

"But Commander! In doing so, we will surely be under at least one round of shelling! ”

"Don't worry about that!" The young man's eyes were filled with the shadow of flames, "The Bretanians really still have the strength to resist, even if they are more numerous than us, but as long as we rush forward, we will definitely win!" ”

His self-confidence was not without reason, and one of the results of the battle between the city-state and the undead was the negative energy cannon.

This kind of corrosive, icy, and all kinds of bad energy is really sharp for life, at least the fleet commander thinks that as long as he can hit a round of negative energy cannons at close range, the sailors on the opposite side will suffer heavy casualties, so that he can engage in broadside battles and try to capture the enemy's aerial warship.

“…… Your will, we follow...... Full fleet, assault! ”

The Lexington fleet did not escape, and even though the Barbarossa was badly damaged and the other battleship was only half as fast as it had been, it charged towards the special fleet like a group of knights.

The opponent challenged like a knight, and Josephine, the king of Brittany, who personally commanded the special fleet, did not respond, even though she was a knight herself.

"Knight...... What a bunch of naïve little guys......"

"Your Highness, what should I do next?"

"Do you still need me to teach you?" Josephine looked at the officers around him dissatisfiedly, "Call those air forces to come over, as well as the mage troops in Lorraine, and unite to kill the waste wood on the opposite side!" ”

"It's the age of giant ships and cannons, and knights and all that should die!"

That's right, steel and fire have raised the destructive power of humanity to a higher level, and the knightly class of the old era has not adapted to the new era and still challenged the Brittanian group with the same ideas.

The end is miserable!

The Lexington fleet was besieged by the superior air force, the mage force, and the special service fleet under the watchful eyes of the Combine Army and the Breton Army ground forces.

The mage units of the Northern Union left the battlefield early - they didn't want to die like knights.

The traditional air cavalry tried their best to protect the fleet, but they were powerless - their blood had already been shed in the previous battles.

The ground forces were pushed back, and the so-called joint offensive had long since gone bankrupt - even Alexander himself began to move to the rear of the battlefield.

Is there any salvation?

Of course not, the Lexington Fleet Commander's Ship, which shouted for a knightly charge, was bombarded by more than a dozen 152-mm main guns, and the entire battleship was smashed into a ball of fireball and fell from the sky.

There was no suspense in the Battle of Nuremberg, and the Northern Union paid a heavy price and was finally defeated in a three-day battle, and the time for Brittania was coming. (To be continued.) )