Chapter 452: The Battle Situation
On the southeastern coast of the Black Sea, the lower half of this S-shaped expanse of the sea.
If you look down from the sky, you can find that this area is different from the previous hustle and bustle, and in just a few days, it has been plunged into a beacon of fire.
Artillery fire rumbled.
Smoke fills the air.
Shout to kill the heavens.
Cruisers with various flags on the sea cruise, and a fierce exchange of fire broke out when they "encountered" by chance. Some come from temptations between fleets, and some come from single-ship combat in the navy that can both reflect the talent of officers and make the most of their reputation.
Moreover.
Now that Cyrius has unilaterally declared war, the merchant ships that travel between several continents are of course no longer protected by the cloak of "peace", and the enemy navy has become a legitimate raider.
The common practice in wartime was to capture an enemy merchant ship, and the remainder was to be distributed by all the officers and men on the warship, except for a quarter that needed to be handed over to the military headquarters.
Who can resist this temptation?
There is chaos at sea, and there is no stability on land.
Army soldiers in colorful uniforms marched in line with military flags, and the essence of the "line tactics" of the flintlock era was to line up and shoot with iron discipline!
The so-called battle line of warships at sea is nothing more than an extension of this line tactic.
In the wilderness, in the cities, in the mines, in the fertile growing areas, battles are fought all the time.
Earlier, a large number of young men in Cyrius had been recruited into the army, and before the fleet under Vice Admiral Doyle Griffitz had set sail, an even larger number of troop carriers had already set sail.
At this time, a steady stream of tulip colonies was pouring into the southern continent, looting and occupying major cities and strongholds.
Before that.
After the partial defeat of Cyrius's blitzkrieg against Tulip, the war has logically turned into a protracted war of retreat and advance. The tulip that came back to his senses was not a soft persimmon to be bullied, and he mobilized his forces and vowed to attack the unruly Sylius.
The Cyrius people can decide when the war will begin, but they can't decide when it will end, and Cyrius, who already needs a war to transfer domestic contradictions, is obviously not prepared to accept it when it is good.
Even if they have captured the Rand gold mine, which belongs to Tulip, it has greatly boosted the morale of the people.
Blockade shipping routes and prohibit tulips from navigating; dispatch large fleets to patrol and wait for opportunities to annihilate the enemy's vital forces; and from time to time launch offensive and defensive battles on sea and land bases.
And this war against tulips is undoubtedly a good medicine for the chaotic situation in the country.
It not only diverts the attention of all strata in the country, but also absorbs the most unstable part of the population into the army and puts it into the battlefield, and can also obtain sufficient seizures from the enemy country to fill the economic pressure in the country, and further curb the growing development momentum of tulips in recent years.
It's a great move with multiple moves, but of course, the premise is that you must win in the end!
The chaotic Southern Continent, the New World, the Golden Sea, and the Black Sea, where the two powers are competing.
I don't know when it began, but it seems that most of the known world of mankind has become a mess.
.......
Southern part of the continent.
The large fortress "Tedadis Castle" of "Baoshu Bay" that is dangerously defended.
In just a few days, it has become the most intact and important base camp of the alliance in the Southern Continental Army.
The artillery craters in the harbor have not yet been completely filled, and there are traces of the aftermath of the Great War everywhere, and even the lingering smell of gunsmoke and rust in the air.
Soldiers worked overtime to repair fortifications, clear shipping lanes blocked by sunken ships, and repair warships that had been badly damaged in the last naval battle.
More cruisers have been sent out to ensure the smooth flow of routes, and at the same time, they are also engaged in rounds of battles with the Sylius navy.
In the Bastion Room.
Led by Rear Admiral Marshall Rupert of the Kingdom of Phaletis and House Silik of the Kingdom of Taylor, high-ranking officers, battleship captains, garrison wizards, and priests of the Black Iron Cross Church have gathered together.
However, the fact that there were many sparse chairs in the conference room showed how terrible the battle had been that day, and that it had already been cleaned up once after the Ilia had left.
In the middle of the smoke.
Bang –
Major General Marshall, who had a rough face with a briar pipe in his mouth, dropped the battle damage report in his hand? One Lap Conference Table:
"Property facilities don't count? Nearly a third of the men alone were lost in battle.
Ilja's bastards can't be counted on anymore, and if Wilmot and his fleet don't go? Cyrius may not dare to do it directly!"
Originally, the three strongest three countries in tulips were Phaletis, Elijah, and Taylor? They also jointly sent the Grand Knight to garrison the "Tedadis Fort".
But now, because of the turmoil within Ilya that was even greater than that of Syrius, it was clear that it was no longer possible to give more support to the overseas colonies.
After this battle? In addition, the two countries have also completely given up on this ally that was originally one of the most powerful in the alliance, and decided to find another way.
The major general looked at the adjutant below? A smoke ring came out of his mouth:
"Did you send a note to Sack and Atlan? What did they say?"
The middle-aged adjutant's face is not very good-looking? After standing up, he reported:
"Report to Your Excellency, General, it didn't go well.
Because of the location factor, the Icelandic state of Atlan is not strong in the southern continent, and they are unable to do anything.
And the attitude of Prince Clement, the governor of the southern continent of the Shack Empire, is a little ambiguous? Neither said to send troops to help? There was also no explicit refusal. ”
"Hmph, short-sighted! Just the signal given by the action of not moving is obvious enough.
Although Cyrius is now declaring war on us, if Tulip can't resist in the end, how can Sack be left alone?
Have the fruits of everyone's hard work for dozens or hundreds of years been easily harvested by the Syrius?"
Next to him, a more urbane-looking Major General House? As if he had already seen through Sark's plan, he clasped his hands and supported his chin:
"Maybe it's the idea of sitting back and enjoying it? Waiting for the alliance's strength to be extremely consumed before coming to the rescue can avoid a direct confrontation with Sylius? By the way, he can blackmail us once.
What is it that is watching the 'Treasure Tree Bay' and is not only Syrius himself? Zac, who is reforming internally, also wants to bite us!
But doesn't that look like the playboy Prince Clement? In case of self-defeat, even if you are a prince, you may not be able to afford this responsibility. ”
"Any other bad news?"
The intelligence officer at the base stood up hard:
"Report to your Excellency the two generals? The latest battle report has just been summarized.
As the active offensive side? Cyrius was clearly well aware of the intelligence of the nations. The main offensive directions are the Rand Gold Mine, Treasure Tree Bay, and Ilya's most valuable colony of Oz City in the Zaire Basin.
It has been confirmed that the alliance has announced that the most important polar Rand gold mine in the southern continent has changed hands, and the land forces of the countries that have finally been collected are only about forty percent, and the losses are far greater than ours.
In addition, most of the Ilia colonies, including Oz City, have fallen, and it is said that the garrison cannot even put up a decent resistance, and most of them have fled.
If Colonel Gehr hadn't missed this link, 'Treasure Tree Bay' and our 'Tedadisburg' might not have been spared. ”
In other words, as long as the large fortress "Tedadisburg" is still there, the league still has a chance to turn around.
The article of the sea is done on land, and other countries have long followed Cylius to learn this.
In most of the most important overseas occupation areas and key shipping routes, various bases and fortresses are built, and in any case, with a 7:1 superiority in troops, the temptation of about 20-30 days to conquer a fortress is still great.
Of course, the premise of all this is that the attacking side does not have a third-order powerhouse that can already ignore the terrain, or that its own side has equal strength.
In this world, the transcendent is the biggest variable, and it is possible to create a miracle at any time to turn the tide of battle.
Just like the last battle that Tedadisburg experienced.
Speaking of Gehr, the top brass of the Navy present fell silent.
Subconsciously looked at the place where the lower level of the fortress was blocked by heavy stone walls, and the terrible howl seemed to echo in my ears again.
Truth be told, everyone in this naval base owes Gehr half of their lives, and if he hadn't turned the tide, the number of people in the conference room would have been at least half as small, and the others would have become lost dogs.
Not to mention the serious consequences of completely losing the "Treasure Tree Bay".
Even the soldiers who are accustomed to seeing life and death, when they think of the tragic situation of Gehr, who saved everyone in disguise, at this time, they can't help but feel sad in their hearts.
Major General Marshall, who was Gehr's direct subordinate officer in the base, sighed deeply with his eyes slightly drooping, as if he wanted to spit out all the resentment in his heart, and asked the adjutant for a long time:
"Did you inform Colonel Gehr's family?"
"Messages have been sent through the spirit world to Lady Deverey, wife of Colonel Gel of 'Port Newinn', and to Brigadier General Iscariot, who is stationed in the Kingdom's colonies in the New World.
It will take about a month and a half for Lady Devere to arrive from the country, and it may take two months for Brigadier General Galliot to come because he needs to travel against the North Ring Current. ”
"Take care of Colonel Gehr, and urge the military department to send over his commendation order and the posthumous brigadier promotion order, which is... It's kind of an explanation to the family members. ”
The first half of the sentence is directed towards the priest of the army, and the second half of the sentence is directed towards his own lieutenant.
Saying this with a calm face, Marshall couldn't help but curse secretly:
"Damn Syrius, damn Ilya, if it weren't for them, maybe in a few months Ger would have been a true great knight. And how can this be the case, bastard!
TMD might as well have me write a death notice!"
The thought of having to face the eyes of his family members from hope to despair in a month or two made the major general feel a sense of anxiety and powerlessness that had nowhere to vent.
At this time.
Wow——!
A birdsong in the sky pierced through the golden cracked stones, and it also reached the ears of everyone present through the thick stone walls of the fortress.
As if being targeted by some kind of predator, many people felt a heartbeat from the bottom of their hearts.
Bells, bells, bells...
Alarm bells are ringing.
"Enemy attack!"
The next moment, the soldiers who were repairing the harbor outside the fortress were shrouded in a huge shadow cast from the sky, it was a huge blue eagle with a wingspan of more than twelve meters!
Phew-
The two great knights reacted the fastest, one moment they were still in the conference room, and the next moment they were already in the open space outside the fortress. When he saw the blue eagle coming from high in the sky and the faint figure on his back.
There is no doubt that the third-order demonic creatures are arrogant and domineering, making them all feel a little numb in their scalps, and the current Tedadis Fort can no longer withstand the toss.
But he could only ask:
"Who?"
The figure riding on the big bird did not speak.
Boom——!
It was as if a lightning bolt had fallen, blasting a large hole in the freshly filled crater again.
Zila...
The dust was flying, and the small electric light was ringing.
Trample.. Trample.. Trample..
A spotless black military boot was the first to step out, and then a young general with a gilded command knife hanging from his waist and a blue captain behind him waving away the smoke and dust appeared in front of everyone.
Behind him, "Roddy", who is also in a straight military uniform, is also following suit.
Walking in front of the two great knights, the black eyes that still flashed with electric light were a little dazzling.
"Good day, Your Excellency, Evan Galott!"