"I don't know...... This far exceeds the maximum range of the smoothbore rifle and the opponent's firearms...... It seems that not only is the range so simple, but the accuracy is also terrifying! Our vanguard suffered heavy losses! ”

"Your Majesty, it's too dangerous here! You'd better step back! A Sylvinian general tugged at the prince's cloak and tried to get him to leave.

Prince Rudolph said angrily: "Damn it! Get your hands off me! I am the commander-in-chief, and I will not run away! How could my army be stopped by such an ambush? Think of a way! ”

In the midst of the chaos, a brown-skinned Aboriginal male, one of the guides of the Sylvinian Army, often hunts near the canyon and knows the terrain well.

I saw the aboriginal guide pointing to a path on the side of the road: "Adults! I remember! That road leads to the top! Go behind the enemy! ”

Hearing this, Prince Rudolph was overjoyed, and ordered one of the division commanders: "You heard what the guide said! Take your men down that path and kill all those pesky Valsta ambushes without leaving them prisoner! ”

"Yes! Your Majesty! The division commander turned around and shouted: "Grenadier! Rush with me! ”

The division commander, waving his sword, rushed along the path with two thousand elite grenadiers, who would have thought that the second ambush of the Valstadians was waiting for them in front.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

The cannon hidden at the corner of the mountain road suddenly uncamouflaged the dead leaves, and at the same time let out an angry roar, and the 6-pound solid cannonball flew straight into the dense grenadier line, forming several bloody ravines, and the scene was extremely tragic.

The brave division commander also hung up the lottery, but he was still high-spirited: "Damn! They have long blocked this road! There's no way, don't bother with the wounded! Rush up! Kill those artillerymen! ”

But by the time they rushed to the corner of the mountain road, the enemy's elite artillery had already loaded their shotguns, "Boom! ”

A dense rain of iron splashed, a large hole was made in the chest of the division commander, he was killed on the spot, the narrow mountain road was full of the corpses of grenadiers, the survivors broke down in morale and began to retreat and flee for their lives.

The Varsta trumpets sounded all around, and the ambush soldiers were clearly planning their next step, and the Sylvinians in the valley clenched their rifles and looked around nervously, not knowing what terrible "surprises" would befall them.

In the distance, there were many muffled noises in the distance, and a general hurriedly shouted: "Not good! It's the sound of a heavy howitzer! Find cover! ”

Twelve-pounder shrapnel and special incendiary bombs arced in an extremely long arc over the ridge, the shrapnel exploded at the head of the dense infantry ranks, and a deadly rain of shrapnel iron fell from the sky, and the incendiary bombs exploded in the crowd, looking like a large fireball, and the fuel was flying everywhere burning violently.

Almost none of the soldiers who were hit by the shrapnel survived, and even worse, the soldiers who were hit by the incendiary bombs, the soldiers who were on fire ran frantically, rolling back and forth on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames, but the viscous fuel was like appendages, firmly glued to the uniforms and skin, until the soldiers turned into a charred corpse, and the flames gradually extinguished.

Seeing the hellish scene around him, Prince Rudolph was shocked: "Damn it! How did those grenades hit so accurately! ”

The artillery colonel beside him replied: "Your Majesty, they must have arrived here a long time ago, and after countless experiments, the landing point was calculated in advance, and the fuses of each ammunition were cut just right. ”

"What? Those Valstads are still firing artillery tests here? Damn it! What are our scouts doing? Didn't even notice such a loud voice? ”

"Your Majesty...... Our reconnaissance units are patrolling at the front, but I didn't expect us to retreat to the canyon......"

Another volley of enemy howitzers was fired, snipers on the ridge were attacked, casualties were increasing, and the vanguard of the Sylvinian colonial army was completely broken up and demoralized.

Prince Rudolph stamped his feet vigorously and scolded: "Wow! You hateful Valsta dwarf! Dali Einfurt! Cunning guy!"

The chief of staff said: "There can be no further delay, Your Majesty, this is a massacre!" The fire coverage of the ambush must be withdrawn quickly! ”

Prince Rudolph gritted his teeth with hatred, but he was helpless: "Damn Valstayan! Don't you just want a decisive battle, that's good, let's finish it tomorrow!

The whole army retreated! Turn around and march towards the main force of the enemy! ”

The commander of the sniper battalion on the hill observed everything with a telescope: "Great! They withdrew! Well done, brothers! With only a thousand men, we drove back tens of thousands of Sylvinians! Everyone here is a hero! Long live the Valstad Empire! Long live His Majesty Emperor Sarantos Midnet! ”

The snipers shouted in unison, "Long live the Emperor!" Long live the Emperor! "The artillerymen were still trying to turn their guns and fire grenades at the retreating enemy troops, but with little success.

In the evening of the same day, inside the camp of the Valstad Expeditionary Force.

The hussar officer smiled: "Your Excellency, the scouts in front have reported that your plan has been a great success, the enemy has suffered heavy casualties, and they have failed to pass through that pass, and their whole army has turned around and is heading towards us!" ”

Marshal Dalí, who was looking at the map, clapped his hands and praised: "Well done!" The snipers and mule-horse artillery made a great contribution in this battle! When I return to Jinhu Palace, I will definitely fight for medals for them in front of His Majesty the Emperor!" ”

General Poigny looked relieved: "It's finally time for a battle...... I've had enough of this weird guerrilla warfare! Endless harassment and sneak attacks, these damn cowards! It's not a pleasure at all! I'd love to tie that Rudolph to a pillar and give him a hard beating, annoying fellow!"

Chief of Staff Gavin looked quite calm and asked, "What is the general situation of the enemy army?" Did the scouts get it? ”

"Of course, don't worry, my people are all shrewd and capable veterans!" As he spoke, the hussar officer pulled a page from his pocket and began to report: "In the ambush battle in the valley, the enemy lost about 2,000 men, and it also dealt a slight blow to the morale of their vanguard, but it did not affect the whole whole.

According to the continuous tracking and observation of our scouts, the main force of the Sylvinian colonial army has entered the wide area of the valley, and the various units are deployed in turn, preparing for a decisive battle with our army.

The left flank of the enemy army numbered about 15,000 men, including elite heavy cavalry and light cavalry, commanded by Marshal Barclay.

The central force was about 30,000 men, commanded by Prince Franz himself, including elite grenadiers and light infantry units, and the artillery strength was also very strong, at least 50-70 heavy guns.

The ranks on the right flank of the enemy were somewhat scattered and difficult to count, but according to observations, there were at least 20,000 men, commanded by Prince Miera.

There were only about seven or eight thousand regular Sylvinian troops, and the rest were aboriginal warriors recruited from various tribes, and these aboriginal troops were well equipped, only half of them were equipped with smoothbore guns, and the rest still retained primitive weapons such as bows and arrows, hatchets, obsidian war hammers, wooden spears, and so on. ”

"Thank you for your hard work, let the scouts retreat, let everyone rest well, and prepare for tomorrow's battle." Dali patted the hussar officer on the shoulder, he had already got the answer he wanted:

"Gentlemen, please come to this side of the map, the enemy's left flank is covered by heavy cavalry, and the central front has a large number of artillery, it seems that the direction of our main attack is obvious."

One of the commanders said, "What do you mean...... Choosing the right flank of the enemy as a breakthrough? Commander-in-Chief, I'm a little worried, is it a trap for them to set up their formations like this, deliberately exposing their weak right flank? ”

"There is no doubt that of course it is a trap, so I will deliberately fall into it, please pay attention to the position where my pen is pointing, just at this point on the map, lure the artillery fire in their center, and the cavalry on their left flank will also come to outflank, at this time I will send a cavalry reserve to annihilate those cavalry who are trying to outflank us, and then cooperate with the infantry to attack the enemy's weak left flank, my tactics are as simple as that, do you still have any questions?"

Poigny quipped: "Haha, surprise them first, then send them despair, I like your plan!"

Dalí, it seems that everything you eat is used to develop your brain, and you should really share a little bit of nutrition on your legs to make you grow taller. ”

Dali responded with a smile: "Hey, let's just make a fuss, this is a formal occasion, you kid give me some attention, show respect, I'm your commander." ”

General Gavin said: "This stupid Puvani, with terrible low emotional intelligence, never pays attention to the occasion, Dali, your plan has never disappointed us, I don't want to stay in the command this time, I ask to fight!" Just let me lead my troops as a decoy to attack the enemy's right flank, and I will definitely be able to do this errand!. ”

"I believe you, old friend, tomorrow you will command the left flank of our army, you lead two infantry divisions to attack first, don't worry, I will send elite troops to reinforce you."

At this moment, a soft voice came, "Chief Dali...... Savior, tomorrow I want to go to war, and together with the warriors of my clan, I want to avenge my brother! ”

Dali turned his head and looked at his interpreter, the beautiful aboriginal girl, the little lark, and from those big flickering brown eyes, Dali felt her courage and anger.

"It's absolutely not going to work! You're too young! ”

The girl was still trying her best: "You have seen me hunting, whether it is a bow and arrow or a smoothbore gun, I shoot accurately, no worse than a man!" Please, let me fight! ”

Dali stepped forward and tugged at the girl's two shiny thick braids with both hands:

"Little one, this matter is not negotiable, I promised your chieftain father to protect you, and tomorrow you will stay by my side honestly, continue to be an interpreter, and help me convey orders to your tribal warriors, that is your duty."

The aboriginal girl looked at Marshal Dalí angrily, with a look of grievance: "Okay, I listen to you, Lord Savior." ”

"What a lovely girl." Many of the generals in the tent were looking at her with doting eyes, they had been together for so long, they had long regarded this girl as a relative.