At midnight, there was silence on the border between the two armies.

Suddenly, a flare exploded in the air, brighter and more dazzling than the most luxurious ceremonial flowers.

Within seconds, thousands of flares were fired, and the dark night sky was forcibly torn apart, and thousands of suns seemed to float in the sky, as if it were day.

The rumbling of artillery announced the official start of the general offensive.

Seven hundred heavy artillery pieces roared, and the sky in the depths of the battlefield was reflected red.

Hundreds of newspaper reporters stood at the head of St. Ferralus to observe the spectacle, and one reporter wrote quickly in his notebook: "It is as if we are looking at the borders of hell from the walls of heaven, and the fire of destruction flickers ahead." ”

The earth shook because of the trampling of horses' hooves and military boots, and the 400,000 allied forces of the Valstad Empire and the Solan Kingdom swept towards the border like a tidal wave.

The first flares gradually went out, the second was launched, and thousands of suns rose.

Prince Leopold Schumacher, commander of the forward army, raised his saber and shouted:

"Go ahead! Advance! If you want to save the world, you can't fear death! ”

Dense gunfire was heard from the front, and a hussar scout rode his horse in return:

"My lord, the cathar troops are firing their guns in the trenches, and our light infantry is already engaged in a firefight!"

"Transfer General William's mule-horse artillery unit! Let him set up positions on the front line, shrapnel, incendiary, white phosphorus, poison gas bombs...... Use whatever you want! ”

General William Einfurt was extremely efficient, and within ten minutes the first artillery position was built, and all kinds of shells were smashed into the enemy trench fortifications like hail.

The close-range artillery fire placed on the front line was obviously much more accurate than the long-range artillery fire, and soon it was a sea of fire.

After a while, the report came again: "Good news! Good news! My lord, the first line of defense has been broken by us! The rest are loosely defended positions, and the remaining Cathar soldiers refuse to surrender, and the front commander asks what to do with it. ”

"According to the guiding spirit of Her Majesty the Empress, we should first persuade a wave to surrender." Said a staff officer.

"Ridiculous! Now it's not a skirmish, it's a general offensive! A fateful battle! Someone has to be killed or injured for every second of slowerness! Leopold Schumacher shouted to the staff officer behind him, and then said to the scout:

"Whether it's a two-legged cathar or a ten-legged monster, they'll all be killed to the scum, and whoever has mercy on the enemy will be handed over to a military court to deal with!"

Under the leadership of the prince, the forward army was like a bamboo, and the results were gratifying, breaking through three solid lines of defense in a row throughout the night.

By the time Solan's army came to sweep the battlefield, the sun had already risen, and the once forest had been scorched.

A company of Solan militia was marching through the scorched earth that had been blown up by shells,

The commander of this militia unit was a Valstad instructor, and the tall military advisor, Ms. Kate, was a typical Valstad knight nobleman.

She was born into a noble family of knights with outstanding military achievements, and she should have followed the Imperial Guard to fight on the front line.

At this time, she could only lead a group of inexperienced Solan militia to sweep the remnants of the enemy army behind the battlefield, so that the medal was basically hopeless, and she was naturally very unhappy with such a huge psychological gap.

"Hurry up! The hard battle is over, and we are only responsible for sweeping, I really don't understand, what are you cowards afraid of! Fuck, who the hell did I offend to put me in such a shitty place! ”

The female instructor scolded as she walked, obviously angry.

With a rifle bayonet in one ear, he whispered:

"This Valsta woman screamed like a pig, and really wanted to stab her."

"Shhhh The little wild cat kindly reminded that this thin Solan woman had just entered the battlefield and was already frightened by the scene around her.

She took a trembling step, and her coughing never stopped because of the irritating gas.

Ahead was a trench dug by Voodoo Cathar soldiers, and the militia troops followed the instructor cautiously and looked down to see the Cathar soldiers killed by artillery fire.

One of them died in a strange way, with wisps of green smoke rising from his body, and many small holes in his flesh, which he could see when he looked inside, and the wound was very deep, and it glowed a strange green, and the smell was strange, like the smell of exhaust gas after a match had been extinguished.

"How did this man die?" Doug asked.

Mueller had read military books and quickly saw the clues hidden in the corpses:

"Be careful, don't touch this corpse, it's a white phosphorus incendiary bomb, the burning white phosphorus fragments are very hot, and can burn through human flesh and skin, and even bones,

You see, this unlucky guy has been hit by multiple white phosphorus fragments, and the corpse has been burned to the bone, and the fragments are still not extinguished, and these strange lights are proof of this. ”

"Terrible ......" Doug cautiously walked around the burning corpse and gave a thumbs up to Mueller: "Hehe, those who have read books are different, not like me who can't read a few words. ”

As the cold wind blew and the smoke gradually drifted away, the whole picture of the battlefield was revealed, and the corpses of the defenders on the defensive line lay horizontally, as well as the corpses of Imperial soldiers, but much less.

Instructor Kate walked over to the corpse of an Imperial officer lying on her stomach and carefully flipped it over to examine her face, then she breathed a sigh of relief and led the team onwards.

"What is she doing?"

"It should be confirming the identity of the corpse, to see if it is her friend, looking at her relieved expression, she should be worried about her lover's death."

"Wow...... It's romantic......" said the little wildcat; "If only someone could love me like that......" she sighed and looked at Müller, who was not looking at her at all, just cautiously moving forward with her rifle.

"Hey...... What can I do to get him to notice me......" The little wildcat muttered as he kept up with the group.

Ahead was a large farmstead, the walls and fences had been leveled by the vanguards,

The instructor led the militia through the rubble of bricks and rubble, then through an orchard where the trees were scorched by Molotov cocktails.

The cathars had transformed the farm into a defensive position, and the trenches and pillboxes could not hold back the mighty Imperial army, and the fierce artillery fire and dense wall charges destroyed all the fortifications.

Fragments of human limbs were scattered everywhere, rats and vultures were enjoying the feast, and the militiamen, who were originally workers or peasants, had never seen such a scene, and they all covered their mouths and noses as much as they could.

He was the most daring in the company, and he looked at the miserable situation around him without any scruples, and suddenly shouted:

"Hey, hey! I found something good! ”

An orange tree was lucky enough to escape the artillery fire, and there were still many fruits hanging on it,

One ear walked over, kicked the corpse under the fruit tree, picked off a few oranges with a bayonet and threw them to his comrades, peeled one off and chewed it in his mouth, but immediately spit it out;

"Phew! Oops...... Acid to death! Not ripe yet! ”

The little wild cat endured the acid and ate the flesh of the orange: "You bite and spit out, bitter and astringent, but for this orange, this is all it is." ”

"Humph, woman! What a hassle! One ear cursed, and fired a shot at the orange tree.

"Who fired the shot?"

The instructor, Ms. Kate, ran over; "Found the enemy?"

One of the corporal said, "Don't be nervous, instructor, this guy is shooting orange trees because he thinks oranges are too sour." ”

"Stupid!" The instructor glared hard at one ear; "Don't shoot without my orders, unless you see the enemy!" After finishing speaking, she scolded and left:

"Militia, keep going!"

One ear whispered: "Fuck, this Varsta stinky woman, the next shot will be aimed at her big thick legs!" ”