CH.31 Life and Death (II)
"The first team shoots, the second team prepares!" At noon, under the city of Regina, such a command was heard. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
"Launch!"
"Launch!"
With the officer's order, the arrows fell like a swarm of locusts covering the sky and the sun from the noisy crowd ahead. When the screeching of arrows piercing the air ended, the heart-rending screams coming from ahead were almost immediately drowned out by the next command from the commander.
"Is this kind of indiscriminate attack really okay?" Marquis Rossi wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked in a slightly trembling voice.
"Don't worry, my lord, I've used it against the Parmis a lot, and it's very effective." Count Ancelotti replied coldly, a far cry from the easy-going and courteous manner he had ever shown.
When the southerners were about to give up, they waited for help. Count Carlo Ancelotti, the former commander of the Western Army in his old age, successfully annihilated most of the enemy who raided his camp. Immediately organizing reinforcements to rush to the front, he brought not only material strength, but also more spiritual support to the Marquis of Rossi, who was in a difficult situation.
Without any objections, Count Ancelotti naturally took over the command. First of all, he ordered Berlusconi, who was in front, to immediately disengage from contact with the other party, reorganize the team and prepare to launch an offensive; On the other hand, the supplies brought were quickly distributed, and the various units were required to organize as many archers as possible and wait for his orders. Then, when everything was ready, the old man gave the order for all the archery units to cover the front line with indiscriminate fire, and so there was the opening scene.
"Damn the old fox, he's so ruthless." Redknapp had just received the news that the sneak attack he had arranged had been completely thwarted, and he watched as the other side unscrupulously poured long-range firepower on the front line. However, he was also somewhat relieved that although the sneak attack failed, fortunately the losses of the two brigades of the Knights Templar were not serious, and the 4,000 mercenaries who had extorted from the local nobles were completely finished.
"Of course he is ruthless, have you ever carefully studied the front-line battle reports of the past years? The old fox used this trick back then, hanging up a Pamiswan cavalry commander and bringing thousands of cavalry. Although the current situation is not as premeditated as he was back then, we should still prepare to retreat. Hayes took the tip of the whip and tapped his friend's helmet gently.
"I hope His Highness Fields is prepared, otherwise ......" Redknapp sighed and suddenly shouted, "I haven't even touched Miss Lance's lips, I don't want to die yet!" β
"Then you'd better die."
The reason why Count Ancelotti dared to carry out such an indiscriminate attack was actually due to his deep understanding of the characteristics of the equipment of the opposing army. At such a distance, the arrows of the Mastar army could not penetrate the shields and armor of the phalanx army, whether they were fired in a curved or flat way, and only the Zigner longbowmen who were hanging far away could effectively break through such a defense. So once the 10,000 horsemen of Pamis laughed at the Mastar people for creating a defense that even they could not break, I don't know what the Mastar Emperor should do in case of infighting in the future to solve the rebels' phalanx army, do you want to ask the Zigner people to be mercenaries?
However, a later battle made the Pamis realize that such a situation was not for nothing. Count Ancelotti, who was the commander of the Western Army at the time, used this clever plan: using two brigades of 2,000 people as bait and letting them disguise themselves as a single person. When the Pamis cavalry, which had been roaming the Gobi of Scaran, discovered this lone phalanx army, the Pamis cavalry was extremely efficient, and the commander of 10,000 horses, Hayglar, gathered more than 10,000 cavalry to immediately besiege the other party. It is well known on the mainland that the elimination of a phalanx army of a brigade of Mastar is equivalent to the abolition of the strength of one of its wings. Just when the Pamis wanted to experience the feeling of "I am a sword and a man is a fish", a large number of archery troops of the Mastar appeared in front of each other in a half-moon formation. While Hyglar was still considering whether to deal with the phalanx in the encirclement first, or turn around and scatter the group of archers who did not have much infantry cover, the Mastars did not hesitate to launch an indiscriminate attack on the other side's encirclement. The Parmis were so desperate that they would ignore their most valuable troops and launch such an attack, killing and wounding countless people in an instant, and the commander of the Ten Thousand Horsemen, Hyglar, was hit by several arrows at the same time during the second volley, and was killed on the spot. Although Pamis then retreated in disarray under the leadership of a few thousand cavalry commanders, he paid a terrible price of about 4,800 dead and more than 2,000 wounded. And the opposing phalanx's army, because of its own inability to hurt them, was almost unscathed.
Now, the Central Army and the Knights Templar are facing the same situation, and if they continue to entangle with the remnants of the Phalanx, they will inevitably repeat the mistakes of the Parmis. The only way to retreat immediately is to suffer considerable losses, but it is much better than being severely injured by the other side. Hayes's order can be said to be quite timely, even if the opponent's powerful firepower has already killed and injured the knights who are at the forefront.
"Stop firing, order the lancers to charge, and let His Excellency Berlusconi assault the opposing flank." Count Ancelotti ordered. The few heavily armored lancers of the southerners immediately rushed forward on the corpses of their northern counterparts.
"Retreat! The whole army retreated towards Regina. β
However, the situation of the knights loyal to Higrani was much worse than that of the Pamis, as they also had to take care of their lightly armed pikemen. As a result of such a delay, Berlusconi's hussars had managed to outflank the opposing side. If Leon in the city doesn't do anything, Hayes and Redknapp will probably lose all their troops even if they can kill them back.
"Reserves!" Leon shouted, "Let the reserve knights prepare, and I will personally lead them to attack." β
"Your Highness, this is too risky, you better stay here."
"What is not risky, the soldiers in front are taking risks; Generals Hayes and Redknapp are on an adventure; Even Her Majesty the Empress is now taking risks. Can't I take the risk? Am I more noble than all of them? Order the archers, shoot at me as soon as the enemy comes into their range, and don't worry about my allies. With that, Leon pushed his staff away and hurried downstairs.
The southerners outside the city covered all the way, and even the phalanx army, which should have been exhausted for a long time, immediately organized a counter-charge after breaking away from the encirclement of the other party. Marquis Rossi's army is like a giant python, opening its bloody mouth to swallow the relatively weak prey in front of him.
The dragon knights of the Central Army couldn't do anything for the friendly forces on the ground at this time, because the dragon knights of the other side were also eyeing them, and in just over ten minutes of low-altitude fighting, both sides were each shot down by three flying dragons. One fell even less than 20 faz from the southerners' front-line command post, and the Marquis of Rossi took out a handkerchief in disgust to cover his nose to keep himself from inhaling the splashed dust.
Hayes and Redknapp led the men in a battle and retreat, gradually approaching the city of Regina. Berlusconi's success in outflanking them was already beginning to threaten them in earnest, and if the southerners' light cavalry could go three or four more distances, they would be able to proudly write epitaphs on their opponents. However, it was this short distance of a few fats that became one of Berlusconi's lifelong regrets.
By this time, the southerners' counterattack forces had come within range of the long-range fire of the city of Regina. Leon's previous order now seemed very correct, and the reason why Berlusconi's light cavalry did not live up to their expectations had a lot to do with the desperate attack on the city.
"Glorious knights of the Central Army, now is the time to fight for honor, all for Her Majesty the Empress, all for Mastar! Assault of the whole army! Leon's words were heard with the rumble of the Iron Gate opening.
The knights of the second echelon of the Central Army rushed out of Reggina with great momentum like waves at the mouth of a river, and immediately joined their allies. The enemy, who seemed to be the tide of the sea, was blocked alive, and the southern army's devouring movements like a great snake came to an abrupt halt under such an impact.
Berlusconi watched helplessly as his strikers disappeared like snowflakes in front of the glittering iron armor of the opposing reinforcements, and since the opportunity was lost, his troops would not be of any use in the future. Before Count Ancelotti's order to retreat arrived, Berlusconi safely handed over the battle line to his infantry.
"How's it going, Lord Hayes?" Leon and his own soldiers first found Hayes.
"As you can see, it's pretty bad."
"What about Lord Redknapp?"
"If you're not dead, you should be in that direction."
"You go back to the city first and exercise command in my place."
"Yes, but I have to be able to go back." Hayes looked around, hoping to gather a small team out, but it seemed difficult.
The soldiers of the two sides have been completely entangled, and to a certain extent, the formation in the overall situation does not exist at present, and only the local small-scale formation is still relatively intact. Many of the knights who were the first to attack in the Central Army lost their horses, or felt that the cavalry advantage was gone, so they took the initiative to throw away their spears and become a heavy infantry with their own melee weapons.
Once again, the inferiority of the southerners was evident, and when many knights dismounted, the infantry on the front line failed to adapt to the situation, and still held on to their heavy guns to kill the knights, and of course they were met by the knights. When the troops in charge of the anti-cavalry on the first line suffered casualties, the soldiers on the second line, who had been preparing for a buried battle, reversed the unfavorable situation by virtue of their numerical superiority, and the local offensive of the Central Army immediately came to naught and was forced to turn to the defensive
"Herald!" Count Ancelotti shouted, "Order all archers to shoot in the direction of the new 11th Wing." In addition, the reserves were ordered to prepare to take the place of the new 11th Wing. β
"But...... Lord Earl," said one of the staff, "there is already a scuffle between us and the enemy in that direction, and now shooting will injure one's own men by mistake." β
"Herald, deliver orders!"
"Yes......" the herald hesitated and turned away.
"Lord Earl!"
"The lives of the Central Army and the Knights Templar are worth more than the new 11th Wing." Count Ancelotti coldly threw down this sentence.
Marquis Rossi and the rest of his staff shuddered, and they seemed to understand why this old man had left the whole of Parmis helpless. Recall that at that time, news of the crushing victories of the Western army often came from the front, and those who were dissatisfied with Count Ancelotti often attacked him exaggeratedly: "For the price of one wing to destroy a thousand cavalry of the opposing side." Of course, this is an exaggeration. However, it is true that there have been many times when the Western army has spent a wing to beat a 10,000-horse cavalry of the opposing side to pieces, and this situation has made the 10,000-horse commanders of the Pamis very suspicious, and they later became convinced that Count Ancelotti could even throw a whole legion to the Pamis cavalry to eat, but the price would also be unbearable for any of the 10,000-horse commanders of Pamis.
The direction of the new 11th Wing of the Southerners was 10 o'clock from the main gate of the city of Regina, and it was estimated afterwards that at least more than 30,000 arrows of various kinds were poured on both sides in this area of less than an acre of land. This is evidenced by the paperwork records of the heralds on both sides.
Marquis Rossi's side.
"The new 11th Wing reports: more than two percent of casualties, and requests this formation to order the archers to stop firing in this direction."
"Archers Area A Group Report: Running out of arrows, please ask if you want to continue shooting."
"This array heralds the archers A district group: rest until the arrows arrive, and then maintain the attack posture without the order of the main formation."
"This formation has ordered the logistics department: immediately supply the bow and arrow group in Area A, and immediately check the supply of weapons to each unit to ensure the continuity of the battle."
"The new 11th wing reports: more than 30% casualties, request to retreat."
"This array order: no retreat is allowed, the current situation of your unit, how can you be sure that your unit has reached 30% casualties, continue to maintain a fighting posture, if you retreat without authorization, you will be subjected to 'tithe' on your unit, please respect yourself."
"This formation order: The new 7th Wing of the reserve team will immediately organize 3 brigades to reinforce the new 11th Wing, and implement it immediately."
Sigrani's side.
"The staff team reports: Your Highness, the city gate has a tendency to be broken at 10 o'clock, and an additional brigade of pikemen has been sent to reinforce it. Please indicate if additional remediation is required. β
"Front-line herald: add three more squadrons of archers to support the direction on top of the original."
"The staff group reports: The city gate is in an emergency at 10 o'clock, the other side has carried out an indiscriminate attack, our side has suffered heavy losses, whether it is necessary to use the phalanx army to replenish the front, please instruct."
"Orders from the front: Mobilize 300 phalanx troops to replenish the front, pay attention to the wounded. If the battle situation continues to deteriorate, the 1st Brigade of the Phalanx Army can continue to be invested. β
In today's situation, the Central Army has become a little difficult to ride, and the Southern Army also has the scruple of being swallowed to death by a bone stuck in the throat if it is in a hurry. Leon already felt that today seemed to be a situation where either I died or you died, although it seemed a little unwise, but it was not an opportunity. Count Ancelotti's side originally wanted a quick victory, and since there was such an opportunity in front of him that could settle the situation with one blow, he naturally couldn't let it go easily, otherwise it would be very unfavorable for the southerners to drag on the war for a long time. At this moment, almost everyone on the battlefield believes that today must be the decision of their own life and death.
"Your Majesty, if you push harder, I see him, I grabbed his head, and I tried harder!" The voice of encouragement from a female physician.
"Your Majesty......" Atalanta said in distress.
"Ahh......h
"The kid is out." Everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief.
"Huh? Why don't you make a sound? The relaxed atmosphere immediately became solemn again, and the female doctor immediately made a decision, turned the child over, and slapped her on the back.
"Whoa-" A crisp baby's cry broke the tense atmosphere in the palace.
"Your Majesty has finally been bornβ" The doctors who were anxiously waiting outside wept with joy and hugged each other to congratulate each other, celebrating that they could escape the fate of hard labor and continue their promising profession as doctors.
"Quick, take the child and wash it, be careful."
"Your Majesty, the child was born, a princess, a beautiful little princess." Atalanta smiled and leaned into Sigrani's ear.
Silgrani, however, stared at the ceiling with wide eyes, not responding to her in the slightest.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Majesty, don't scare me, what's wrong with you! "Atalanta's down," Doctor! Medical ......"
Sigrani's hand grasped weakly, and she said in a dry, hoarse voice: "Do not panic, dear Atalanta, now you serve me to change my clothes, and I will go to the city. β
"You scared me to death," Atalanta gasped, stroking her heart, "what did you say?" You've just been producing, how can you ......"
"No, I still have to monitor your condition, and if there are no symptoms of puerperal fever, you can get out of bed." The female doctor also helped the cavity.
"Oh, dear doctor, I'm not a person who knows a little about medicine, and if you really have symptoms of puerperal fever, what can you do?" Sigrani sneered, "This is the emperor's order, change my clothes for me!" β
"Yes, Your Majesty." Even if the person in the bed is close to her physiological limit, she is still the emperor.
Outside the city of Regina, the soldiers of the Central Army suddenly noticed that the enemy's attack in front of them slowed down, and then gradually stopped. After watching suspiciously as the other party retreated to a distance beyond a standard infantry gun, the soldiers of the Central Army followed the other party's gaze and looked back, and the battlefield instantly became unusually quiet, and they were also stunned for .......
"Your Highness, look!"
Leon looked back like thousands of soldiers, and a thin figure stood at the head of the city, and although there were people on the side to support her, she could still see how strong willpower she needed to stand.
"It's Your Majesty, it's Your Majesty and ......," an officer shouted, but he didn't know whether it was a princess or a prince in Sigrani's arms. Sigrani's bloodless but incomparably beautiful lips squirmed slightly, and the officer seemed to have a telepathy with the empress, and immediately continued to shout: "It's Your Majesty and Your Highness the Princess, we are going to have a beautiful and outstanding princess again!" Banzai!! β
"Long live Her Majesty!! Long live Mastar!! The soldiers of the Central Army shouted first, and the cheers resounded through the sky like rolling thunder.
"You shout too!" A Knight of the Central Army, who was choking the enemy's neck, shook his opponent and said, "Why don't you shout, oh, forget, then you can just shout 'Long live Mastar'." β
"Ahem...... Cough...... You're pinching me, I'm ...... How...... Shout. Southerners struggled to spit out these words.
Leon didn't think of anything else at this time, he just felt that the Higrani in front of him was extremely beautiful, a hundred times more beautiful than ever, really like a goddess.
And in the camp of the other side, Count Ancelotti sighed unwillingly, called the herald, and gave the simplest order of the day: "The whole army retreats." β
"Why, it's obviously our advantage?" Marquis Rossi asked.
"From your standpoint, if we can have half of the other side's demagogic ability, then there is still a chance to win today. But do we have it? It's a pity we don't, so let's let the soldiers stop. "Count Ancelotti seems to be a little old, today he did not hesitate to use Marquis Rossi as bait, creating an opportunity like the one just now, but it was easily dissolved by Sigrani's weak body, as a soldier, you must always feel unwilling.
Watching the southerners retreat in an orderly manner, Sigrani threw the swaddling clothes stuffed with cotton to Cosette, turned back to Atalanta, and said, "Next, I will leave it to you." After saying that, he fainted in the other party's arms.
"Your Majesty......" the crowd cried softly.
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How to say it, it should be said that it was finally born, congratulations, really gratifying.