Chapter 21: The Federal Tiger General

"On July 5, Lin Feng, a federally wanted criminal, and two accomplices entered the Iron Ridge Mountains, making the pursuit difficult. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"I asked my men to go back and deliver the message, leaving two veterans with experience in jungle combat to assist. I swear with dignity that I will never let Lin Feng go, let alone let the Federation underestimate the strength of the Picheng police. ā€

Caitlyn scribbled the above passage in her notebook, gathered her gear, and headed for the reckless mountains.

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"On July 5, the Federal Army suffered from continuous attacks for half a month, and its morale deteriorated."

"I have repeatedly asked the commander for orders to send the Dreadnought Vanguard to storm the enemy and deter them. Only by suppressing the arrogance of the enemy will the Imperial Army not dare to despise the prestige of the German army. ā€

Galen closed the battle record, his eyes full of helplessness.

Since the start of the Frost War, the Federation army has been retreating from the defense. The outer defense line was constantly encroached upon, and the most fatal blow to morale was the loss of troops.

The commander vetoed all of Galen's sorties and waited for reinforcements to arrive.

I don't know when the confrontation between the two armies in the Frost Plains has been mixed with too much performance.

With the exception of the Dreadnought, the rest of the Federation's armies were selected based on the following criteria: good looks and modern equipment. To put it bluntly, it's just a bluff.

The standard of a manager is not to be battle-tested, but to represent the majesty of the country and the royal demeanor. From this point of view, His Royal Highness Charman is really the right choice.

The pampered prince had long been addicted to alcohol, and his courage to fight against his own wives and concubines was doubtful. As for the war, hehe, apparently not for him to worry about.

Galen didn't know if the situation was the same on the Imperial side, but at least the enemy had an advantage: their commander Tuham was captured on the first day of the engagement.

Early in the morning, the Imperial Army attacked again.

Galen rushed into the tent: "Oh no, the enemy threatened to humiliate the capture of the commander of Yixue, and the army rushed straight to the central camp. ā€

"The last general asks for an order to intercept the enemy army, and he will definitely protect His Highness thoroughly."

For the first time, Charman, whose face was like ashes, was so decisive, and waved his big hand: "Quickly go and meet the enemy." ā€

The four brigades of the Dreadnought Vanguard Corps scattered to attack, and the soldiers' grievances for days turned into raging anger against the enemy.

In half an hour, a light cavalry regiment in front of the Imperial Army was routed, and the men were killed on their backs.

Galen led the assault on the enemy's right flank, and an infantry battalion of the Imperial Army put up a slight resistance and was forced to jump into the icy serpentine river.

The sworn enemy Rayser garrison never appeared, and an hour later, an enemy hoplite regiment set up a line in front.

The heavy shields of the dark iron are lined up, surrounded by airtightness. The sharp iron spear sticking out of the middle is three feet long, which can penetrate the entire war horse.

This iron hedgehog is the nemesis of the cavalry, and even if the dreadnought vanguard is brave, he does not dare to attack head-on.

Galen ordered four brigades to gather together and attempt to attack from the enemy's left flank.

As soon as the horses galloped, two regiments of heavy cavalry of the Imperial Army appeared in view, as if they were already waiting there.

Wrong! Galen immediately noticed something unusual.

Turning back, the already broken enemy hussar battalion did not withdraw. They laid down the blocking line with spears and chains stuck in the ground, apparently premeditated, with the aim of trapping the dreadnought vanguards.

Trapped on two sides, and a river blocking the way on one side. Once the left flank was lost, the enemy formed a coalition of forces.

What's more, during the battle, Galen had discovered that all units of the Imperial Army were strong in battle, and they were by no means the ones on his own.

The Dreadnought Vanguard is the establishment of the Knights in terms of numbers, and the two heavy cavalry regiments of the Imperial Army must be elite, with twice the numerical advantage, and it is impossible to be eaten at all.

At the same time, the main forces of the Federal Army were rapidly returning to the central camp. Charman repeatedly stressed that the military department had sent ten elite cavalry regiments to help, and ordered the army to make his safety the first priority.

General Joseph, who was left behind, saw the crisis of the dreadnought vanguard army for the first time, and was gritting his teeth at this moment.

Twenty years ago, Joseph joined the army as a pauper, and achieved his current status through military exploits. But without the appreciation and promotion of Master Marcus, he would have achieved nothing.

Lord Marcus was the object of his respect and adoration, and at this moment the son of the Lord was in danger before his eyes.

And Joseph knew very well that the Tiger Cavalry Regiment under his command was the only hope to solve this crisis.

He clenched his iron fists and watched coldly as the main force retreated several miles away.

Charman in the rear heard that the most combat-effective Fierce Tiger Regiment did not come to protect him at the first time, and angrily sent heralds.

Joseph said coldly: "There is a saying that the general will not obey the military orders abroad. ā€

The herald held the command flag: "The commander is within ten miles, where is the general outside?" ā€

"Get out."

Joseph's clenched iron fist clicked, and he grabbed the command flag and waved it vigorously: "The whole army is attacking, reinforcing the dreadnought vanguard." ā€

"Flame Tiger, death is fearless!"

The sound of hooves was like thunder, and the cavalry regiment made a heroic assault on the left flank of the enemy.

The situation reversed, and the two heavy cavalry regiments of the Imperial Army immediately became vulnerable to the enemy.

They quickly switched formations and launched an arc charge. The two brigades at the forefront of the arc suffered heavy damage as soon as they fought with the Dreadnought Pioneer Legion.

Obviously, even the elite of the Imperial Army will not be able to confront the Federation ace head-on.

The Imperial Army's charge began to reverse, leaving a small number of troops to temporarily hold back the Dreadnought Vanguard. The remaining main force completed the arc maneuver and pounced on the Tiger Cavalry Regiment.

Joseph was strict in his army, and his men were all brave men. The elites of the two armies met in a narrow way, and the sky was dark.

There is no relationship between the arms and the restraint, and the officers and men of the two armies fight for who is stronger and who is more afraid of death.

War horses are roaring, spears pierce the enemy's gall, and blood soaks the armor.

One by one, colleagues fell around them, they came from all over the world, with different names and very different personalities. Maybe it's their best brother, or maybe they don't deal with each other.

But at the moment, they all have the same identity - Federation soldiers.

The home of a warrior is the battlefield, and the glory of a warrior is forged with life.

After the Tigers have launched two charges in a row, the Striker team must be replaced to maintain the strongest force. At this moment, Joseph's face became solemn.

The fact that he has always adhered to principles does not mean that he can ignore the pressure from the top of the military department.

Before being sent to the Frost Plains, no matter how much he resisted, half of the troops under his command were still replaced with new equipment provided by the military department. Those weapons that only pursue superficial gorgeousness can exert combat effectiveness can be imagined.

The enemy did not give him time to think, and a new round of charge began.

The soldiers continued to forge ahead, but their beautiful armor could no longer withstand the piercing of the enemy's spears, and their shiny silver spears could not pose an effective threat to the enemy.

Even so, the Fierce Tiger's attack did not flinch at all.

The decorative armor was abandoned, and the cold wind on the ice field tore their **** chests, and the passionate pride in their hearts could not be extinguished. The spears were cut off by the enemy's saber, and they leapt from their horses, clamping their bodies against the enemy's weapons and striking back before they died.

With your fists, with your feet, even with your teeth, tear off a piece of your enemy's flesh.

Just in this round of fighting, the damage of the Fierce Tiger Regiment was twice as high as before.

Their tenacity moved the enemy and made the hearts of friendly troops even more painful.

The Dreadnought Vanguard Regiment annihilated two heavy cavalry brigades of the Imperial Army, broke the defense line of a hoplite battalion at any cost, and finally arrived to meet the peace.

At the moment, people are sleepy. The Federation had to rest and recuperate under the face of the enemy.

The enemy cavalry could not be dispatched for a while, but the main force of more than 10,000 infantry was constantly pressing. The siege of an elite of the Federation Army plus the ace of the dreadnought vanguard is obviously worth any price in the eyes of the Imperial Army Commander.

At this moment, in the eyes of the commander of the Federal Army, Charman, the two troops left on the front line are completely burdensome.

He had to take care of Galen's identity, but when he heard about the enemy's movements, he immediately thought only of himself.

In the afternoon, the two armies in front continued to rush and kill.

The Fierce Tiger Regiment received some equipment from the Dreadnought Vanguard Legion, and its combat strength recovered. The two divisions fought side by side, so that the Imperial Army launched several consecutive shocks without getting the slightest advantage.

However, the enemy attacks were like a tidal wave, and the battle had entered a white-hot state.

At this moment, the legendary reinforcements are still on their way on horseback. Among the 20,000 main forces of the Federation, only the herald squad was very busy.

More than ten miles between the front line and the rear, several healthy horses have died.

Charman's orders were as dense as the lamentation of a resentful woman.

"Order the Fierce Tiger Regiment to withdraw from the battle immediately."

"It is urgent to return to the main camp."

"Joseph disobeyed the order and came to confess quickly."

The noise of the heralds made the soldiers of the Fierce Tiger Regiment look suspicious, and the military order weighed on everyone's hearts like a mountain.

"Kill!"

General Joseph leaped from his exhausted horse, his body glowing with red flames, and his blonde hair flew flying.

Like a flaming tiger, he threw a member of the enemy army to the ground, and the iron fist wrapped in flame magic energy instantly smashed open the opponent's chest.

"He is worthy of being a federal tiger general, and the general deserves this praise in front of him." Galen stepped forward to help Joseph up, and noticed that the powerful qi in his body was slowly dissipating.

At this time, another herald arrived in the rear. yelled: "Joseph repeatedly disobeyed the order, immediately dismissed from his post and sent to the Judge Advocate General's Office." ā€

The two military judges who accompanied him stepped forward to take the man and stretched out their hands to put the iron rope on the general.

Poof.

The arm severed by the Sword of the Storm fell to the ground, and blood turned black in the cold air, splattering everywhere.

"Phew, that's fucking dirty." Galen spat and stared coldly, "The glory of the brave generals of the Federation is not something that can be desecrated by your dirty hands. ā€

He ordered: "The vanguard corps listens to the order, whoever dares to take a step forward, kill!" ā€

Joseph looked at him with a smile: "Galen, I see in you the demeanor of your father back then. You've grown up, but it's a pity that I can't keep my promise to the Duke and can no longer fight alongside you. ā€

Galen realized something and said in a trembling voice, "No, I'll take you back safely." I'll ask my father to ......"

Joseph interrupted him and stared into Galen's eyes, "Grant me a request to incorporate them into the Fearless Vanguard Legion." ā€

Galen looked back and saw the surviving sons of the Fierce Tiger Regiment, and nodded solemnly.

He understood that the general was afraid that his soldiers would be affected. And the courage and combat power they have just shown are enough to call the glory of the dreadnought vanguard.

General Joseph stood up, took one last look at his soldiers, mounted the enemy's horses, and galloped away in a blazing flame.

The moment the general turned around, Galen felt a slight chill drift across his cheeks. I couldn't tell if it was the veteran's hot blood cooled in the cold wind, or something else. Let it slide down the corners of the mouth, it is a palpitating bitterness.

Galen reached out several times, but in the end he did not stop.

General Joseph's heroic death will earn the respect of the enemy rather than go back to face the judgment of the Federal Judge Advocate General.

The loyalty and glory of a warrior cannot be desecrated, but sometimes, it needs to be guarded with life.

At sunset, one man and one horse charged towards tens of thousands of imperial troops.

The home of the warrior is the battlefield.

What an honor.

How unfortunate.