Chapter 383: Tragic Decapitation Tactics
"Boom...... Boom!"
As the Lorraine Legion artillery battalion completed its test firing, more and more shells smashed into the ranks of the 1st Infantry Brigade of the Red Oak Legion, bringing with them a large area of blood, broken arms, and wailing.
The "Luxon Shield" is a standard full-strength infantry brigade, with five infantry battalions plus a cavalry battalion and an artillery battalion of more than 3,000 people.
"The artillery battalion immediately set up a position five hundred meters forward to shell the artillery positions of the Lorraine, don't tell me any reason, if the 'Shield of Luxon' can't even suppress a new unit, then we Luxon people should just surrender and admit defeat!"
"Herman, you take the 3rd and 4th battalions to assist the cavalry battalion in attacking the enemy's artillery positions from the left, and I'll give you twenty minutes to knock out those damn guns!"
"Maddie, you go and tell the Legion Elder Leclous," please" They immediately detour forward from the right side, and in fifteen minutes they must make contact with the enemy's defensive position on the right side, and you tell him that if they delay and can't do it, we will exit the Blue Mountain Pass!"
Under the successive orders of Loncolaire, the "Shield of Lucerne", which had just been assembled, was divided into three, divided into three forces of about 1,000 men, and quickly approached the side of the Lorraine legion.
"They're divided, Legionnaire. ”
Originally, 3,000 people gathered together in a large area of black pressure, but now that the Lucernes were divided, the commander of the artillery battalion, Ramoston, felt that the enemy's target was much smaller, and hesitated not to know where to aim and bombard.
"1,300 meters, shoot at the landing point of my bow and arrow!"
Charles drew the Bow of the Moon Shadow, and a rocket-lit rocket shot high into the sky, reaching its apex and slowly falling, finally landing in the advance of the Lucerne artillery battalion.
Ramos hurriedly ordered his four artillery batteries to adjust the elevation angle and azimuth of the artillery, and finally began the shelling before the Lucernes reached the position of the rocket.
"The third gun on the right is high, a third lower, and the second gun on the left is missing, and a second gun is fine-tuned to the left......."
"All five guns of the third artillery company were raised, let them turn down two-thirds of the ......."
In the darkness of the night, more than two dozen guns gradually hit a unified landing point, and as the Lucernes quickly approached, the accuracy of the fire was fine-tuned step by step.
"How is this possible? Is it the teaching team of the Fort Plasblant Artillery School in front?"
"Bastards, don't you know how to disperse and hide from the shelling? Have you forgotten all the losses suffered by the Rus?
Seeing his soldiers being beaten to pieces by the Lorraine artillery? Roncolaire's heart began to bleed continuously? The performance of the Lorraine artillery greatly exceeded his expectations, not only did the twelve-pounder gun fire achieve an excellent rate of fire of three rounds in two minutes, but also the hit rate was even higher perverted.
This is a thousand meters away, and even the most elite artillery on the continent is at this level.
With the complete dispersion of the Lucernes, the power of the concentrated artillery bombardment of the Charr was greatly reduced? After all, these twelve-pounder guns fired solid bullets, and the killing range after death was only 10 meters? If the enemy was not dense enough? It would be good to kill and wound a few people in one shot.
Moreover, after the Lucnese dispersed into company-level troops, they no longer advanced through the wide main road in the Blue Mountain Pass, and there were still some buildings in the pass, and the artillery firing range was no longer as wide as just now.
"The era of solid bullets?
Lancolaire's heart was dripping blood, but Charles sighed discontentedly, leaving Ramos, who was standing aside excitedly, speechless for an instant.
Lord Marquis, are you low-key, or are you proud?
At this time, Charles set his eyes on the other side of the Lorraine regiment, where were the defensive positions of the sixth, seventh, and eighth infantry battalions, and at this time, at a distance of seven or eight hundred meters from them, a force of nearly 1,000 men had stopped in place for more than ten minutes.
"Ramos, send someone to inform the cavalry battalion and my personal guard company, let them enter the Blue Mountain Pass and prepare for battle. ”
Charles had already guessed that the force was the elite assault force that the Black Oak Legion had urgently assembled, and it should be the last living force in Lecro's hands.
"You have to give him a hard time? Let him know that if he continues to fight, he will lose all his pants. ”
If you want to occupy the Blue Mountain Pass in an all-round way? The best strategy is to beat the other side to the point where you can no longer bear the losses of the war? If you lose your fighting spirit and flee and evacuate on your own, if you have the intention of completely annihilating the other side, to be honest, the Lorraine Army is still a little less confident.
A young team should not be too ambitious, starting with small victories one by one, slowly accumulating, and finally being so strong that all enemies are afraid is the best strategy to develop a strong army, and the result of a bloody victory is never what Charles wants.
"Why are you here, my lord? We've been looking for you for a long time!"
The cavalry battalion of the Lorraine Legion had not yet arrived, and Dewar, Byrne and others arrived first with the personal guard company, and the moment they saw Charles, even the honest and loyal Dewar had some resentment.
"Why am I here? If you can easily capture the Blue Mountain Pass, do I need to be here? I'll sleep in the back and wake up tomorrow and go into the city to celebrate, wouldn't it be better?"
Charles reprimanded with a straight face, Lao Tzu planted explosives in the middle of the night like a thief to carry out explosions, arson and assassination, and jumped up and down like a dog spy, isn't it tiring?
If you don't mess up the Blue Mountain Pass, can you enter the city and establish a defensive position so easily?
I also want to be a nobleman easily! Isn't this the uselessness and incompetence of the people under my hands?
"I'm sorry, Lord Marquis, but we couldn't share your worries!"
Little Dewar was still young, and he didn't know what to say when he was scolded by his boss, but Bourne, who had been in the army for a few years, heard the resentment in Charles's heart, and said something from the heart.
He is now an extraordinary warrior who is about to touch the threshold of the seventh rank, and he is the strongest one in the personal guard company, but now he is always inexplicably idle, and he really has some bad feelings in his heart.
Is it because my combat effectiveness is not strong enough? Or is it because I am not acting enough....... Loyal?
"Loyalty" has always been the most tangled point in Bourne's heart, he is a freelancer of the Liberty Council, and at the same time a knight of the Shire's territory, this loyalty ....... Can anyone prove it?
He wished he could show his worth in battle, and comfort his heart, which always felt indebted to Charles.
"Bourne, the enemy over there has been stopped in place for a long time, it should be a problem with the will to fight, now I want you to rush with me with the cavalry battalion, maybe this battle will be over!"
Byrne's eyes lit up.
"Yes, my lord!"
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Lecro had been silent for more than ten minutes, and his nearly 1,000 men had also been silent for more than ten minutes, and the rumbling cannon sound continued to explode on the other side of the pass, while there was oppressive silence on his side.
Leclo's own nephew, Dawson, stepped forward and persuaded in a low voice: "Legionnaire, Legionnaire has sent someone to urge again, if we don't attack the position of the Lorraine again, they will withdraw from the Blue Mountain Pass, we ....... now"
"Then why hasn't he withdrawn, does he want us to be happy that the Red Oak Legion is all dead?"
“.........”
In the face of Lecro's roar, several of his henchmen were a little puzzled, it was the legion commander who was in a hurry to gather people to fight back just now, and now it was the legion commander who was standing still, what was he waiting for?
Leclow was actually waiting for the "Luxon Shield", and when he saw that the Luxon artillery was fierce, he had a few different thoughts in his heart.
Together with Roncolaire, he and Roncolare were working together to attack the Lorraine positions, and the first force to attack was sure to attract the vast majority of the artillery fire, and the close-range artillery battle was not a solid bullet with a pimple of iron, but a shotgun that was faster to reload and had a shorter range, but a greater range of damage.
Looking at the position of the Lorraine artillery battalion, you can see that its range covers the entire defensive position diagonally, and if you attack from this side, you will just be on the opponent's best firing fan.
There are more than 1,000 people left in the Red Oak Legion, if you rely on the backbone of more than 1,000 people as a framework, recruit new recruits to fill the vacancies, and soon the Red Oak Legion can be formed again, if these more than 1,000 people are gone, the establishment of the Red Oak Legion should be revoked, and the commander of the Red Oak Legion will become a joke.
Leclos wanted Roncolair's "Shield of Lucerne" to start attacking first, covering his own cut into the Lorraine position and slashing happily, but now it seems that Roncolaire also made such a small calculation.
"Legionnaire, the enemy seems to be moving towards our side......"
The commander of the 3rd Brigade, Prio, had been calmly looking ahead, and suddenly noticed something and hurriedly reported to Leclo.
Lecro was a mid-rank transcendent warrior, and his night vision was still very good, and when he looked up after hearing Prio's warning, he saw a cavalry force of six or seven hundred men breaking away from the Lorraine position and approaching his side at a constant speed.
"My cavalry can't break through your infantry, can your cavalry break through my defenses?
Leclos, who was hesitating himself, laughed angrily, his own personal guard cavalry were disabled when they launched a counter-charge when the Lorraine people were not firmly established, and now Lorraine's cavalry actually planned to charge him, are his more than 1,000 people a soft egg?
On the contrary, these more than 1,000 people are the most elite troops of the Red Oak Legion.
"Prio, take all the cavalry and wait three hundred meters behind the flank, and when their attack is thwarted, launch a flank attack!"
Prio accepted the order and turned back with the last two hundred or so cavalry, the cavalry charge needs to be accelerated at a distance, as long as it cooperates well with the infantry, these more than 100 cavalry are the force that can influence the tide of battle.
Shieldmen, musketeers, three-pounder guns, the Lucers relied on a piece of high ground to form a standard "bullfighting formation", just waiting for the Lorraine brute bull to collide with him alive and dead.
But just as the two sides were approaching a distance of five hundred meters, and the cavalry should have begun to accelerate, the cavalry of the Lorrainians suddenly parted to the sides, revealing the six six-horse carriages behind them.
"It's ..... Artillery?" Leclow said in surprise.
Six horses pulled a small artillery carriage, which was as fast as flying, and soon reached a distance of three or four hundred meters, and then stopped to quickly set up the cannon.
"To set up a cannon at a distance of four hundred meters, bastard, when we are stupid?"
"Let the Prio charge!"
"The rest, follow me!"
At the critical moment, Leclos still put the dignity of the soldier first and decided to have a vigorous battle with the Lorraine.
Leclow ordered Prio's cavalry to charge the Lorraine artillery that had not yet finished the cannon, and then he led the infantry to advance quickly, and the distance of three or four hundred meters was only a few minutes, he did not believe that the Lorraine artillery could complete the process of setting up the cannon in the dark night.
But he didn't know why Charles had come up with such a famous Napoleonic cavalry cannon.
Six horses pull a small six-pounder gun, which can completely keep up with the marching speed of the cavalry, and he simplifies the process of setting up and firing cavalry guns, unlike the twelve-pounder gun, which requires shooting accuracy, only simplifying, fast, and direct, and the distance of three or four hundred meters does not need any fine calculation, and direct shooting can make the enemy feel desperate.
Prio's cavalry rushed up, he deliberately made an arc, even if Lorraine's cavalry rushed up to hedge against him, he could use the fire cover of infantry to go around in a circle and rush from behind to destroy Lorraine's artillery position.
But Lorraine's cavalry strangely did not charge, and more than half of the cavalry dismounted and guarded the artillery like infantry, while the other half of the cavalry moved slowly to the periphery, as if preparing for the charge.
"This isn't a gap in the wall, I'm not stupid enough to attack from the front!"
The experienced Prio was confident, and in his opinion, these Lorrainians had carried away the victory just now, how could the cavalry stupidly attack straight forward when they could freely choose the entry point of the attack?
But as soon as Prio thought of this, he saw a bright full moon appear in front of him out of thin air, and then shatter with a bang.
"It's over, that Marquis of Lorraine is ....... opposite"
That was the last thought on Prio's mind, and then he fell off his horse with an upside-down onion. "Prio !!"
Lecro cried out in pain, watching a faint amount of moonlight pass through Prio's throat, watching Prio's lifeless corpse being trampled by a large number of war horses behind, and there was no corpse.
However, what made him even more sad was yet to come.
"Bang!"
The Lorraine cavalry guns were erected with incredible speed, firing the first round of shotguns.
The dense rain of bullets accurately shot into Leclo's bullfighting array, harvesting the lives of more than a dozen fighters and forcing Leclos into a corner.
Lecro only hesitated for a few seconds before making the most tragic decision.
He grabbed a heavy shield, mounted his handsome warhorse, raised his all-metal riding spear, broke away from the protection of the bullfighting array, and rushed in the direction where the moon shadow had been shattered just now.
"The Marquis of Lorraine has preserved his strength, but can he still be a middle-level transcendental? Even in the face of hundreds of elite warriors of Lorraine, I still have a chance to win.......
The "decapitation" tactic used to be a very popular way of transcendent duels on the battlefield, but as the success rate of "decapitation" under the strict protection of heavy armor warriors became lower and lower, the transcendents who cherish life will be cautious about using this high-risk tactic, unless the "leader" relaxes his own protection, or the decapitator has an overwhelming strength advantage.
A middle-rank transcendent warrior can barely be regarded as having a certain strength advantage in the face of a low-rank transcendent, and it is barely worth taking a risk.
A bright moon reappeared in the night, almost knocking Leclo, who boasted of overwhelming superiority, out of his horse.
"Damn, how could he possibly drive the Bow of the Moon Shadow twice in a row?