(572) River crossing

The two pontoons withstood the test, the thick planks were trampled by iron hooves, making a dangerous crunching sound,

The bridge did not fall apart, nor did there appear any cracks, the bridge just swayed up and down in a wavy shape, and the left and right sides were firmly fixed by wooden piles.

"Thank you, sapper brothers! The bridge is very well built! Fast through the line of fire! Don't hesitate! ”

The Guards cuirassiers were divided into two columns and quickly passed from the left and right pontoon bridges.

Seeing their elite hoplites on the scene, the grenadiers on the beachhead on the shore who had been fighting fiercely were greatly encouraged, and they excitedly raised their hats with bayonets and shouted:

"The Guards are here, smash those voodoo pups! Banzai! ”

The enemy commander quickly felt the threat from the cavalry, and the enemy cannon adjusted its muzzle and aimed at the two pontoon bridges and fired a fierce fire.

The water surface was smashed by solid shells, and the pontoon bridge on the left was directly hit by the shells.

In an instant, the debris flew, the wires connecting the wooden planks were broken several times, the fixed wooden stakes were also loosened, and the bridge deck became crooked and unstable, and there was a danger of falling apart at any time.

"Danger! Hurry up! Others take another bridge instead! ”

Before the words fell, the bridge had fallen apart.

The empty barrels underneath tumbled with thick planks, and several hapless cuirassiers, including Captain Sigrid, the front-line commander who led the vanguard, plunged into the river.

She choked on a large mouthful of water before she struggled to get up, and the soft mud under her feet made her unsteady, and it was only then that she realized the hardships of the infantry crossing the river, and Sigrid saw that her troops were cut off by the waist.

"Damn! What a bad luck! ”

As she paddled her hands back and forth in the icy water, trying to find the reins of her mount, only to find that her horse had been swept away by the rapids, she sighed helplessly and crossed the river on foot with the same difficulty as everyone else.

Fortunately, at this time, a large number of cavalry had arrived on the opposite bank, and the infantry brothers were also firing to cover,

Major Nikolai Sergeyev was crouching on the shore with a lit cigarette in his mouth and outstretched out his hand with a wicked smile on his face;

"Miss Sigrid, your hair is dipped in water, and it looks even brighter." Nikolai has been in the imperial capital for a long time, and his original steppe accent has disappeared, and he speaks with an authentic imperial capital accent at this time.

Sigrid glanced at the other party and scolded angrily:

"you, stupid*!" Still, she took the outstretched hand and tightened her grip onto the beachhead.

"You look terrible, like a chicken in soup." Nikolai looked at Sigrid's body with his wet military uniform and cloak, whistled, and said:

"A knightly noble lady like you should be educated, but she shouldn't be dirty like this!"

"Idiot! Stop talking nonsense, pull up the other people who have fallen into the water and gather our manpower! ”

"Hey, hey, hey...... I'm a major, and I'm a captain higher than you, so it's up to me to give orders. ”

Sigrid brushed aside a few strands of wet messy hair, her pretty face turned red, and she raised her eyebrows and said angrily:

"Stupid! You think you're humorous, don't you! You're a fucking nomad bun! Her Royal Highness has put me in charge of commanding the vanguard troops, why do you want to come with you, you dead-faced guy! ”

"I'm here to help you, ma'am." "I don't need your help! Dislike! Get out of here! ”

"Ma'am, is that how you treat a gentleman who pulls himself ashore?"

"Are you still a gentleman? You herding countryman! ”

Nikolai was very fond of this young lady from a knightly aristocratic family, and was especially interested in her fiery personality, and thought that her angry appearance was very cute, so he kept talking and teasing her.

At this time, the first batch of cavalry vanguard troops had been assembled on the shore, a total of more than 200 people were ready to go, and Nikolai and Sigrid stopped chatting and began to organize their equipment.

"Sir, please get on board!"

A wounded cuirassier gave his horse to Captain Sigrid, and he himself gathered with the other horsemen who had lost their horses and consciously ran to the infantry to help in the battle.

"Vanguard, cross the trenches and kill all cultists who stand in your way! Our targets are two artillery positions on the hill to the left! ”

With that, the two men urged their horses to take the lead, and the cuirassiers attacked to the cheers and blessings of the infantry.

All this was seen by Edgar, who was quite satisfied with the performance of her men, and her own troops were passing the pontoon bridge on the right, and had already gathered more than three hundred men on the bank of the river.

In her young student days, in Dean Simon's military theory class, the importance of timing of action had long been deeply implanted in the princess's heart, and the experience of history warned her that a minute late could lead to the loss of a major battle and the lives of tens of thousands of compatriots.

The battle had been going on for a long time, tens of thousands of people were fighting in a small place, and the enemy could get new support at any time, so the attack could not be delayed for a moment, and it must begin immediately.

Edgar ordered the trumpeter to blow the trumpet of the charge, and she knew exactly what she had to do, to lead the main force of the cavalry brigade to capture an artillery position on the high ground.

As soon as you set foot on flat land, the speed advantage of the cavalry was immediately manifested,

They took two trenches made of sandbags at a very small cost, and the infantry quickly followed and occupied the nearby fortifications.

The cuirassiers, after stepping over a wooden fence, soon made a winding uphill climb, and the enemy artillery at the top of the slope was busy replacing solid shells with shotguns.

What worries her the most has happened, the enemy cavalry has come to support, blocking the ramp to the high ground, the enemy infantry must also be on the way, the battle has reached a critical moment,

There is only one pontoon bridge left that has been built at the expense of countless compatriots, and it may be destroyed by artillery fire at any time.

If the positions on the shore cannot be broken before the arrival of large reinforcements from the enemy, the consequences will be catastrophic,

The Northern Army will miss the opportunity to join forces with friendly forces, and may even be surrounded by enemy armies inside and outside the encirclement, and all the previous bloody sacrifices will be in vain.

Edgar had a plan in mind, and said to Pierre, the military attachΓ© attendant beside him:

"You give orders, Pierre, and let your boy get over the addiction of giving orders!"

"Warriors! Crush the bones of these bastards! ”

Pierre drew his saber, he was gifted, and in a short time he became proficient in horsemanship, successfully transforming from a Guards grenadier to a hoplite.

The spurs on the back of the leather boots gently pierced the horse's abdomen, causing the horse to stare at the huge horse's eyes, foam at the mouth, and run wildly.

Legend of the Heroes of Valstad