March 25, 1709

Northwest of the New World - Battle of Delta Valley

13:37

A division commander said: "General, the enemy has started another wave of counterattacks, and we have no way to retreat." ”

General Gavin Malcolm spat on a mouthful of bloody spit and scolded, "Phew! Damn it! There are definitely more than 20,000 people on the right flank of the enemy! ”

He clutched his wounded shoulder, ignoring the projectiles whizzing by him, and stood straight at the front line of the battlefield, his eyes fixed on the enemy ranks.

The battle became more and more fierce, and people around him were constantly being shot and falling, and medical officers covered in blood carried stretchers and shuttled through the crowd.

Throughout the morning, Gavin dutifully commanded the battle, took the lead, stayed on the front line, and constantly shouted loudly and issued orders.

Now, he was exhausted, he had been shot in the shoulder, his heart was hurting, a tooth had been knocked out in a fall, his mouth was full of blood, his eyes were bloodshot, and his ears were buzzing...... The sound of artillery shook the sky, and the sound of military trumpets, shouts of killing, and wails were intertwined, making people numb......

The situation is not optimistic, and as a left-wing commander, I am naturally very anxious.

At the beginning of the offensive this morning, everything went so smoothly, the left flank of the Valstad army was like a bamboo, and the grenadier battalion broke through several lines of defense in succession, stepping on the corpses of the enemy, and kept advancing, almost piercing the enemy's right flank in one go.

Now three hours had passed since the start of the battle, and Gavin's troops were deeply entrenched in the enemy's defenses, and the attack turned into a tug-of-war, they were besieged on three sides, and the flanks had to form a phalanx in order to avoid the cavalry attack, and everyone was miserable, both soldiers and officers.

Under the leadership of Prince Miera, the Sylvinians marched ten meters with each volley, compressing the enemy's living space without haste, while their native allies were even more terrifying, with a fearless and courageous force rolling in like a tidal wave.

"Lads! Cheer up, here they are again! Get ready for battle! A Varstad Army colonel shouted.

He gasped at the sight before him, and the horrific, tattooed Native warriors, thousands of them, were about to charge.

Half of them had muskets in their hands, the rest held longbows, and each of them had obsidian hatches and war hammers pinned to their belts, and spears wrapped in animal skins, the tips of their spears and quivers were coated with green paste, poisons that were undoubtedly deadly, extracted from poisonous mushrooms and poisonous spiders.

The aboriginal warriors howled and rushed out of the position, they obviously did not understand modern warfare, they did not wait for the best distance to shoot, many people were dumb because of the wrong reloading, most of the projectiles fired were off the target, the tension of the bowstring was not large, the arrows shot out were crooked, despite this, the aboriginal attack still killed dozens of Valstad soldiers.

"Second column, fill in the first column! Raise your gun, aim, fire! ”

After several rounds of dense volleys, the aboriginal warriors threw down hundreds of corpses, and the survivors did not retreat, they threw down their rifles and bows, raised their spears, picked up their war hammers and tomahawks, roared and rushed over, and pounced directly on the dense array of bayonets.

Most of them were stabbed through the body with bayonets, while the rest managed to pounce into the crowd and slash wildly with their light weapons, killing all of these horrific aboriginal warriors without a single survivor after inflicting heavy casualties.

The Valstads, with their excellent training and discipline, were able to withstand the onslaught, but to their despair, more Native warriors were gathering in front of the battle, and the Sylvinian infantry line was mercilessly approaching, despair was spreading among the army, and the soldiers were numb to reload their ammunition, trying not to think about their own end.

At this moment, the good news came: "General Gavin, our reinforcements have arrived!" ”

"God forbid! It was just in time, and we were almost surrounded! It's dangerous! Relieved, Gavin drew a cross on his chest.

"Get the reinforcement commander to meet me!"

Soon, a division commander arrived on horseback, dismounted and dusted off the dirt: "General Gavin, I am on the orders of Marshal Dali to come with an infantry division to support the left flank. ”

"We underestimated the strength of the enemy forces, and I am very worried now. What's the situation over there? ”

The division commander replied with a smile: "You don't have to worry, this battle has already won more than half of it, and our plan has been a great success."

You've got a good bait! Successfully attracting the enemy to outflank them, just two hours earlier, General Poigny had successfully intercepted the main force of the enemy's cavalry and successfully dispersed them, and the famous Sylvinian general Marshal Barclay was killed, leaving only a few thousand lone infantry on the left flank of the enemy. ”

Gavin continued to ask, "What about the Central Front?" ”

The division commander frowned slightly: "The central front is indeed a little tight, the number of enemy troops is more than 30,000 people, and the artillery firepower is also stronger than ours, and the combat effectiveness of the direct troops of Prince Rudolph is quite strong, but our cavalry has gone to help, and it should be able to reverse the decline." ”

"This situation is still sending reinforcements for me, and it is precisely because Dali trusts me that I cannot live up to his expectations, we must defeat the right flank of the enemy army led by Prince Miera as soon as possible and support the central front!"

At 15:11, Marshal Dali Einfurt had already left the headquarters, and in order to boost morale, he personally went to the line of fire and commanded the battle from a rather dangerous position, due to the tight situation on the central front.

The commander brought bad news: "Your Excellency, the 14th Infantry Battalion was hit by continuous artillery fire, with more than half of the casualties and had to be withdrawn. ”

Dali decisively ordered: "We must not let there be a gap in the front, immediately send people to the top!" ”

The commander looked a little hesitant: "But ...... But...... We already have no one to send, the enemy has an advantage in numbers, and also has an artillery advantage, it is a miracle that we have been able to hold out until now, can we shrink the line and retreat a few hundred meters a little? ”

"Absolutely not!" Dali said firmly: "What we do is to wait for a breakthrough on the left and right flanks, and the central front must withstand the pressure and not retreat a single step!" ”

The commander looked embarrassed: "So...... What to do with that gap, I have to warn you, Prince Rudolph's elite troops are about to launch the next attack, Lord Marquis Dalí. ”

"Hey! No way! Dali sighed and said, "Send our reserves and let the warriors of the Red Mountain Eagle Tribe go up and fill the gap in the front line." ”

"Yes!" After the commander had gone, Dalí cautiously turned his head and glanced at his interpreter, whose daughter seemed unmoved, playing with her braids.

"I'm sorry, little lark, but I didn't want your people to go to war again, because I underestimated the enemy's strength, and it was all my fault...... I hope you can forgive me. ”

The aboriginal girl hurriedly said: "You don't have to blame yourself, you are the great benefactor of our tribe, and it is natural for us to help you fight!" ”

At this time, I could only hear an officer next to me shouting: "Oh no! Enemy artillery fire is coming! Commander, get out of the way! ”

Before the words could be spoken, the 12-pounder cannon shells were already whizzing with huge kinetic energy, and the surrounding land was plowed into deep ravines.

More than a dozen infantry in the front row were beaten into a pile of minced meat, one of the shells hit the stone and bounced, and the officer who gave the warning was shot in the chest and killed instantly.

It wasn't until the smell of blood poured into his nostrils that Dali came to his senses, he had been working late late, he was so tired that he only knew that he had escaped again, one hand pressed on his chest, and felt the violently accelerated heartbeat.

(God forbid, I'm still alive.) ）

He turned around, and there was a mess around him, several of his staff officers were lying in pools of blood, and someone shouted, "Medic! Medic! Come and save people! The other survivors were all terrified, but there was no sign of the interpreter, and Dali got anxious and looked around, (where was she?) ）

Dali found his interpreter next to a broken supply truck, and it turned out that she had been swept far away by a cannonball, and her small body had landed here, and the sight in front of him was like an ice pick piercing his heart, and the cold was so intense that he almost suffocated.

The aboriginal girl's legs were broken by the shells, and the broken bones were shocking, the broken bones pierced through the broken flesh of the thighs, the arteries splattered blood, and the calves did not know where they flew, because they were thrown to the ground from a height, causing multiple fractures, serious damage to the internal organs, and blood gushing out of the ears, nostrils and corners of the mouth.

"Oh my God!" Dali rushed over, hurriedly took off his uniform, tightened her thighs with his sleeves, tried to stop the bleeding, and probed her nostrils with a finger, (and breathing.) ）

At this moment, an officer with a face blackened by gunpowder turned over and dismounted, and shouted excitedly: "Adults! We won! We're about to win! An all-out victory! General Gavin routed the enemy's right flank, General Poigny's cavalry went around behind the enemy's flank, and Prince Rudolph suffered from the enemy's back! He won't last long, and those Sylvinians are panicking, hahaha! ”

To his surprise, the high-ranking officers around him all looked depressed, and the news of the impending victory did not seem to impress them.

"Damn! Why is no one celebrating? What's wrong with all of you? Hurry up and give the order to pursue! ”

The commander hurriedly pulled him aside: "Shhh Be quiet, you don't know, we have just been shelled, many people have been killed, don't bother the commander, now I am responsible for giving the order, let our front move forward, force Prince Rudolph to surrender as soon as possible, go quickly! ”

Dali picked up the Aboriginal girl and called her name, "Wake up!" Don't fall asleep! Little Skylark! ”

Seeing that the long eyelashes moved, the girl struggled to open her eyes and look at herself, and more blood gushed out from the corners of her mouth as soon as she opened her mouth: "Savior...... I ......"

"Say no more! Hello very! Dali tried to smile at her, "Girl, don't fall asleep, I'll keep my promise when you're well." Bringing you to my homeland, allowing you to visit the Great Church and the Golden Lake Palace, and taking you to taste a hundred famous dishes of Valsta!

Take you to the most prosperous commercial street and buy dozens of beautiful clothes! ”

"Really...... True...... Really? The girl was already angry, but she still gave a weak smile, and her brown skin gradually turned pale from the loss of blood.

"Your Excellency...... I...... I've got something I want to bother you......"

"If you say it, I'll do it!" Dali lifted his elbow and quietly wiped away his tears.

"I ...... I've always loved you, Savior, but ...... But you only treat me as a child, all I want is a kiss ......."

Dali kissed it, his beard and lips stained with her blood.

The girl smiled sweetly,

The expression gradually froze, the skin became cold, the rise and fall of the chest gradually slowed, and the brown pupils slowly dilated, and he died.