Chapter 174: The Funeral of the Ice Lake (Part I)
The heavy artillery fire on the other side of the Neva River did not abate in the slightest, but the morale of the allied Rus' troops who held on to the fortress was still high, not only because the Grand Imam himself came here, but also because the mechs of the Teutonic Knights had not appeared once until now, and the enemy's forward troops had been attacking tentatively, and the seemingly fierce artillery fire could not shake the line at all.
"Damn, how could my father leave with the troops?" Knight Lucas, who was following Maximilian, asked dissatisfiedly.
And Maximilian could only shake his head and said: "Pskov is in a hurry, Alexander actually led the main force of Novgorod to directly attack our rear, and now only we can rely on these people." ”
Although it was more than enough to suppress the allied forces of the Rus', it was impossible to break through the fortress of the Novgorod gateway without the main attack of the mechs. Now the Teutonic Knights could only fight the allied Rus' army with saturated artillery fire, and there was nothing else they could do.
And at the same time, on the opposite bank of the Neva.
"I didn't expect it to be true." Captain Kesman, who was in charge of directing the battle, was relieved to receive the news that the main force of the Teutonic Knights' mecha knights had withdrawn from the Neva River. When the news of the Teutonic Knights' attempt to force their way across the Neva River first came, he was almost in despair. You must know that resisting those terrifying torrents of steel with these forces is simply hitting a stone with an egg, but in order to boost morale, he still did not tell the coalition forces who are fighting in the fortress. But at this time, I got such good news, it was like a blessing from heaven.
"Thank you for the Lord's blessing." Drawing a cross on his chest, Captain Kesman whispered.
"It's not time to relax yet!" The old man on the side looked at Kesman and said slowly.
"Huh?"
"I think that now the main force of the Teutonic Knights is moving closer to Grand Duke Alexander in Pskov, and whether the situation can turn around now depends on whether he can succeed." Grand Imam Issell's expression gradually became solemn, since the mecha knight retreated, then Novgorod is now safe for the time being, but it is only temporary, now it is only the first step to complete the original plan of Alexander, and the next step is crucial.
"It's just, can Archduke Alexander really destroy such a behemoth as the Teutonic Knights?" Kesman still felt that this plan was like a madman would make it, and the joy of the temporary retreat of the mecha iron flow did not overwhelm his head, if Alexander and the new army he had cultivated were all destroyed, then Novgorod would be destroyed.
"But we can only hope for Alexander, otherwise the baptism of sword and fire will sweep through the whole of Rus', and the whole Orthodox faith will fall apart." Grand Imam Isdr looked at the West with a firm gaze and whispered, and now Alexander will be the key to deciding the faith of Rus and even the entire Orthodox Church, and whether he can bury the Teutonic Knights is here!
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"Where is the road closer?" Kniprod asked his men.
"It's going to be faster from Uzmen・・・・・・ it's just ・・・・・・" The knight looked at the map and found a shortcut, but seemed to hesitate, but Kniprod was not on his mind at all. Now his only concern was how to quickly reach Pskov to destroy Alexander's forces.
"All the staff immediately marched in the direction of Uzmen, full speed ahead!" Kniprod roared over the radio and gave orders to the knights.
"Send our movement to Pskov and let them hold on with all their might, and we will be there soon!" Kniprod ordered his men to send a telegram while marching. However, he will soon have to pay the price for what he has done.
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"The Teutonic Knights are heading in the direction of Uzmen, tentatively entering the predicted location, and the next location is expected to be shown in fifteen minutes." Radio interception, Alexander completely mastered the movements of the Teutonic Knights.
"These deciphering techniques and codes・・・・・・ Cons, Dante asked softly, looking at Alexander with a cold look in his eyes.
"Do you need to talk about that? Naturally, it was given to me by the Vincent, and the Teutonic Knights thought they were doing it perfectly, but everything about him was right under my nose. Alexander let out a sneer.
"No wonder you dared to make such a plan, it turns out that you are not worried at all." Constance Dante looked down at the soldiers in front of him, constantly translating and deciphering the local ciphers, and every move of the Teutonic Knights was under their control. It's like opening God's perspective.
"I can't say I'm not worried, it's just that my confrontation with His Excellency the Grand Master has been too long, and we both understand each other too well. That's why I dared to make such a decision. And from Uzmene to the island of Voronikamen," Alexander whispered, pointing lightly to the map, "this is not the path of jihad that leads the Teutonic Knights to glory, but the path that leads them to death!" ”
"And that frozen lake will be where they will be stuck, where I will have a great funeral for them!" Alexander's expression was full of intoxication.
Constance Dante nodded, looked at the mecha carried by the heavy locomotive behind him, and asked softly: "No matter how much you hide it, in fact, you know that many people today are destined not to see the day of Novgorod's victory, and even if your plan succeeds, there is no doubt that many people will die, but it is unavoidable." I just want to ask, when will I appear, I want to kill the Grand Master of the Teutonic Knights, then there will be fewer unnecessary sacrifices! "There was such a perfect plan, but Alexander still wanted to invite himself, for the simple reason that he had to invite himself. The Teutonic Knights are the Teutonic Knights after all, and they can never be easily shaken by the new army, such an elite, Alexander will inevitably pay a great price, and more importantly, whether it succeeds or not, it is still ambiguous.
At this time, what is needed is not a good general who commands all armies, but an assassin who can break through layers of obstacles by unscrupulous means.
And Constance Dante is the best actor of this perfect assassin.
"Then I'll leave everything to you." Alexander looked at the young man in front of him with a restrained expression and said solemnly.
And Constance Dante nodded, "I will do my best." ”
This battle is at stake for the fate of the West and Rus, and all this will drive the gears of fate to turn. (To be continued.) )